TDWT day...

TDWT day 9!

“Hm… I would have to say that Chris wouldn’t stand a chance!” I gave my two cents on the matter. We (Courtney, Gwen, and I) were talking about if the crew was put on this show, who would win.

“He would chicken out on the first challenge! Or, any of them really,” Gwen said.

Courtney laughed, “Could you imagine Chris doing any of these challenges?”

I started laughing. Chris would chicken out and start crying in the first challenge of jumping off a cliff. He wouldn’t survive Chef’s food at all. Facing his biggest fear? Please, I don’t think Chris could handle wet hair. The sport’s challenge he wouldn’t be able to pick up a boxing glove. Not to mention he would hurl in the motion sickness test. He would also throw up in the salmonella one.

My thoughts were interrupted by Heather trying to climb through the air vents. “What is she doing?” Gwen asked.

“Beats me,” Courtney said.

“Unless she's turned into Izzy and is looking for elves, it probably has something to do with Alejandro,” I said.

“If I didn't know any better, I would think that Heather liked him!”

“Ew! That's like the Grinch having a crush on someone,” Gwen said.

“I know, yuck! Think of her dried up, black little heart thawing out, lighting up with love…”

Heather hit her head. “Ow! I am not in love! I am thinking about our team!”

“Climbing through the air vents is thinking about our team?” I questioned.

“I’m trying to sneak back into loser class to eavesdrop. With DJ back there with him, Alejandro has free range to make an alliance. Ugh! Why did we have to win in dumb Paris?”

“Sorry, we can stop trying,” Gwen said.

“Please don’t!” I begged. I liked first class. Team Amazon was amazing at winning it. If you put two and two together you can understand why that plan was stupid.

“Ew! Gross!” Heather showed us she found a toothbrush, “What is this doing here?”

Sierra gaped, “I’ve been looking for Cody’s new toothbrush everywhere.” She started brushing her teeth with it. Ew!

“Aw, come on, Heather. That was my ninth and final one,” Cody said.

I turned to Gwen. “Holy Crap! You weren’t kidding!”  

“Okay, Heather, I think you may need to consider chilling out,” Courtney said.

“No pun intended,” I added. Heather climbed back in the air vents. “She doesn’t have a shot, does she?” I asked.

“Nope, not a chance,” Gwen said.

The plane started bouncing up and down, in and out of the water. “Why are we landing in the middle of the ocean? Oh, no we're not. Why are we landing in the middle of the-? Oh, no we're not,” Sierra said as the plane bounced.

“FYI, I get sick on log flume rides so if you don’t want me barfing, BRAKE!” Courtney said.

I switched seats to the one across from her, next to Gwen.

“Attention all Total Drama passengers in according to emergencies landing prestige's you will now be shown the nearest exit” Chris said while Chef pushed us all out the door into the water.

“Ahh! Help!” DJ said trying to swim. I could barely keep myself up, too. You see, I’m not the best swimmer in the ocean, with the waves and all. I was staying up way better than DJ was, until Heather threw him a cushion that also acts as a floatation device. Glad to know something is safe on the plane.