"𝘖𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬."
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦."
You were forced onto Total Drama World Tour by none other than Chris McLean, your boss.
Money's running low and you will do a...
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"It's human pinball time!" Chris announced, counting down as Chef slowly pulled back the lever.
It was an agonising five seconds, the suspense and tension building up as your heart race picked up. You was in a complete state of panic, dread twisting in your gut.
Working alongside Chris was either one of the best and worst decisions of your life. All of that information you learned from being around him had led up to this moment.
"I don't know if I ca-"
Cutting you off, you were thrown into the board game. You could feel the sensation of hitting every single bump and pump, speeding across the area.
You screamed while running, raw panic in your voice. Even the panda that had crawled up from your hip and latched itself onto your head was screaming.
You could hear the shouts from the other contestants, seeming that they weren't doing very well either.
Attempting the impossible, you tried once more to win the panda over.
"Ting-ting, we can do this!" You exclaimed, feeling a tug on your head as it climbed off and sat on your hand. "Yes! Yes!"
The panda pointed in the direction you needed to go, making it smooth sails from here. Apart from the bumps of course, that wasn't smooth.
"Awesome idea, Ting-ting!"
"The paddle must connect with the ball at a perfect 33.7 degree angle to maximise the impact." Harold said from the crowd, his nerdiest boring everyone.
"Either help or get out of the way!" Leshawna screamed.
Cody was the first pinball that left the game, heated smoke exiting the ball as he fell out littered with kisses from Sierra.
Dj was next. He limped out of the space covered in scratches and crying, holding a passed out panda.
You were next, the pin ball opening up and you held up the panda as your team cheered for you.
"Woo-hoo!"
"Alright!"
Although you were the only one who got along with their pinball buddy, even if it was only for five minutes. Although you were still covered in scratches from when he had first attacked you, his amazing pinball action made up for it.
"I told you we could do it, Ting-ting!" You beamed.
"With a score of 462,000, team I am really, really, really, really hot takes the super human mega pinball smash! And wins the leg up in the next Japanese challenge." Chris pointed his finger guns at you, ignoring Dj's cries.
"I wanna go home!"
"Will we let him? Will Zing-zing the panda make a full recovery and give Dj an unplanned claw cut mohawk? Stay turned, there's more wacky cathy mackie teriyaki action after the break."
