TDROTI: Della's Story

Chapter. 10 - Backstabbers Ahoy

"Last time on Total Drama Revenge of the Island, eleven campers went on a scavenger hunt that was spooky and very, very painful." Chris recapped. "Anne Maria and Vito sucked face and just when we thought it couldn't get any weirder so did Scott and Della! And Arachni-Izzy showed up to do an eight-legged tap dance for a captive audience and her buddy Chef. In the end, Brick left five teammates behind and volunteered for a dishonorable discharge. But I put him on the opposite team instead. Hey, it's my show I can do what I want. Watch."

Beside Chris, Chef held a sleeping Dakota who had recently just gotten back from the other side of the lake after Chris shot her from the hurl of shame that night for shits and giggles. Chef tossed her into the lake waking her up instantly with a squeal.

"Aaahhh! Where am I!?" She sputtered pulling off her pink sleeping mask. Three vicious piranhas floated to the top of the water with menacing glares and Dakota shrieked.

"Who'll ride the hurl of shame next?" Chris continued, ignoring her screams and pleas for help. "How many times can I laugh at them before then? Find out right now on Total Drama Revenge of the Island!"

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Della begrudgingly sat on a small bolder on the beach watching Dawn clean up the shore, picking up the scattered litter and dumping it into the big black trash bag she brought with her from home.

The brunette let out a loud yawn and groaned as she hunched over. She would have stayed in bed for another hour, but nature girl kept poking her while she slept and begging her to come with her and help. For "bonding", she said.

Della didn't want to bond with Dawn, she wanted to dropkick her off the side of the island asap.

After the stunt she pulled trying to get B to help vote her off while pretending to be so friendly and the obvious looks she'd been giving Scott even after their very public kiss, the last thing on her mind was bonding.

Dawn pouted when she noticed her cabinmate just sitting around instead of helping but shrugged it off, happy she at least agreed to come with her with only minimal complaint.

"Della, could you please pass me that log of wood?" She asked sweetly.

The brunette groaned as if the blonde had asked for the most difficult request and lazily kicked the log at her feet down the sand and over to her.

"Thank you."

Brick saluted the pair as he approached along the shore. "Good morning, fellow teammates!"

"Oh, right," Della remembered. "Chris made you a part of our team now."

He nodded and picked up a log, puffing out his chest. "Need assistance chopping wood?"

"You don't have to help just because you were teased a lot as a child." Dawn assured him. It was obvious he was trying very hard to impress them before his new team could make any assumptions on their own.

"W-who told you that?" Brick flushed pink.

"It's right there in your aura." The blonde pointed to his chest. "Between your bladder control issues and your need to be dominated." She said as a matter of fact.

Della snorted hard as Dawn walked away leaving Brick standing frozen in embarrassment.

*STATIC*

Della laughed to herself. "Okay, I may not like the girl, but man, that was great." She snickered. "His need to be dominated. Pfft!"

*STATIC*

"I-I don't need to be dominated!" He stammered and rubbed at the back of his buzz cut. "I'm large and in charge!"

"Okay, bottom." Della muttered just lud enough for him to hear. The cadet pursed his lips with a scowl.