"Aaah! I'm too young to die!" Owen cries.
"Stop sweating, lunchbox. Air travel is, like, the fifteenth-safest mode of transportation. Unless you're in a death trap." Noah states.
Camila crosses her arms. "You're not helping." She says through gritted teeth.
"This one, for example!" Noah points to the section of the plane where the whole side-wall fell off.
Everyone starts screaming.
"Oh, no! This is not the way Leshawna is leaving this world!" Leshawna exclaims before the wind takes over and pushes her out of the plane.
However, Alejandro grabs her wrist in a quick save. "Such beauty will not fall through giant airplane holes on my watch." He says, hugging Leshawna.
Leshawna laughs before turning her head at Camila and blowing a raspberry.
Camila rolls her eyes, half with confusion and half with jealousy, and grabs onto the pole she's using for support harder.
Owen is screaming at the top of his lungs until he is sucked out of the plane, too. Well, almost. Owen is too big to fit through the hole, so instead he clogs it.
Harold looks at Alejandro and Leshawna with burning eyes. "I could have done that." He tells his team. "I just prefer to leave the ladies wanting more."
"She wants more all right. More Alejandro." DJ chuckles.
Harold laughs, mockingly. "HA! Dj, you know nothing about women."
"You can put me down now." Leshawna smiles. "I mean, if you want to. Or not. Your choice. Because this is nice." She holds onto Alejandro's chest.
"Mhm. Nothin'" DJ rolls his eyes.
The dirty look never leaves Camila's face, and the other contestants notice it.
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CAMILA
"Not that I'm jealous or anything, but--"
*CAMILA CUTS HERSELF OFF WITH A LOUD, ANGRY, SCREAM*
~
"Welcome to today's challenge." Chris smiles.
"Is it a reward or elimination challenge?" Harold asks.
"Good question, Harold. And... I'm not going to tell you." Chris's smile disappears.
"I could use a reward. I hope it's candy! Or a whole bunch of shoes! Or shoes made of candy!" Lindsay exclaims.
Chris laughs. "And I hope you all brought your giant radioactive monster repellant, because we are about to land in Japan!"
Chef smashes the door down in a Samuri suit. He has a sword in his mouth.
"Gosh, you guys. That's totally a Chinese outfit." Harold complains.
"Thank you, Harold. Now, remember-- anyone who doesn't sing--" Chris starts, however, Harold cuts him off.
Harold looks Chris up and down with a mean face. "Just, you'd really think you'd work harder to get it right!"
Chris looks really annoyed. "Harold, anyone who doesn't sing is immediately disqualified."
"Your cultural insensitivity is just-- gosh! I mean, gosh!" Harold exclaims.
"That boy is going to die." Camila shakes her head.
Chef and Chris smile at each other, before Chef opens the door with his sword.
All contestants immediately get pulled out of the plane by the wind.
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FanfictionChris Mclean's reality TV show, Total Drama, has been renewed for a third season. Instead of just the returning cast, there are three new competitors! Sierra Skyze, a ditzy young girl who has had a weird obsession with Chris and his show. Alejandro...