Total Drama World Tour/ All Stars(Gwen X OC)

Chapter 3: Making our ads

Lukas's POV

It was another day in first class. Me and the team were sitting as a group having a group discussion. 

"I happen to like winning and being in first class which happens to make me an ideal leader." Courtney stated.

"Literally all of us like winning and being in first class. That would mean we're all ideal leaders." I rolled my eyes.

"If our team needed one, which we don't because we're winning." Gwen stated.

"And I have plans to keep it that way, So think about me as leader." Courtney stated as me and Gwen rolled our eyes.

"You are like, not the only person on the team Courtney. There is my friend Sierra to consider." Heather stated.

We looked over and saw her searching through Cody's blue backpack. She took one of his sneakers out of the bags hugged it tightly and started sniffing the shoe.

"What the heck is she doing?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Um. Your friend is going through Cody's stuff like a starving raccoon goes through a dumpster." Courtney pointed out.

"I think his shoe lace just went up her nose." Gwen pointed out.

Sierra opened her mouth and his shoe lace was going through the nose and out the mouth. Heather was about to barf but held it in.

"Are there more barf bags around?" Heather asked, covering her mouth, keeping herself from barfing.

Chris then started an announcement.

"This is your captain speaking. It's time for everyone to join me in the common area. And I mean everyone." Chris informed.

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We all joined Chris in the common area.

"Welcome to today's challenge. It's-" Chris started.

"Is it a reward or elimination challenge?" Harold asked.

"Good question Harold. And like I'm gonna tell ya." Chris stated." And I hope you all brought your giant radioactive monster repellent because we are about to land on Japan!" Chris announced.

Chef burst through the door.

"Gosh you guys. That's totally a Chinese outfit." Harold stated.

"Thank you Harold." Chris said sarcastically. "Now remember. Anyone who doesn't sing-" Chris started but Harold interrupted.

"You'd just. You'd really think you'd work harder to get it right." Hard stated.

"Harold. Anyone who doesn't sing is immediately disqualified-"

"Your cultural insensitivity is just. Gosh. Like, gosh." Harold complained.

Chef then cut opened the door and we all went flying down the plane. And now we were all falling front the sky, screaming in fear.

The friendly little bell went off. 

"Seriously? I mean, seriously?!" Noah stated.

"Sing! And I might think about saving your musical buttocks!" Chris said through the megaphone." Maybe you'll try harder this time, k." Chris stated.

He picks the best times for these.....

Courtney: We're singing as we're falling!

Heather: While some are cannon balling!

Izzy: Yeah!

Alejandro: Our lives began to flash before our eyes!

Noah and Owen: We might just go ka-blooey!