Another season of this hellhole. I can't believe I actually agreed to this. I sat with DJ on the bus.
"I hope the challenges are less life treating this season." DJ said.
"Did you forget whose show we're on? This can only get worse." I said.
The bus stopped as we all got off.
"Where is everybody?" Leshawna asked.
"Uh, maybe we got off at the wrong stop?" Gwen questioned.
"That broken down bus only had one stop." Justin said.
"I'm not hanging around here." Heather complained.
"You're gonna give up the chance of a million big ones? That's a lot of hair weaves." Leshawna said.
"Guess I can stay for a little bit." Heather said, putting on her wig, which looked terrible btw.
"Face it. The money is the reason we all put up with Chris." Beth said, as if no one knew that.
"Beth, you got your braces off, nice." Trent complemented.
"You look fine, girl." Leshawna said.
"You really do." Gwen added.
"You are totally on your way to looking part of my BFF. That's my new best French friend. I'm so moving to France when I win." Lindsay said.
I'm surprised she actually stated something right for once.
"My mom said my world would totally open up when I got my braces off. She was right! I'm going to France!" Beth yelled as they both jumped up and down.
A loud horn went off. We all looked to see a golf cart with a lot of seats.
"Dude, it's about time," Duncan complained.
"Hop on, everyone." Chris said.
I sat down behind Harold.
"Welcome to Total Drama Action. This season's hottest reality show will be shot here on an abandon film lot." Chris said.
"Does that mean we're going to be in the movies?" Lindsay asked.
"No, it means you're gonna be on tv. AND DON'T INTERRUPT ME! EVER!" Chris demanded.
"You'll be spending the next six weeks here competing against each other in challenges for rewards. All for the chance to win some monster cash." Chris said.
"Yeah, baby! I'm gonna make me some mullahs!" Owen shouted.
"Shush." Chris said to Owen.
"Like last season, one team will win and the other team will watch one of their own make their way down the dreaded walk of shame to the lamo-sine." Chris said.
We drove by a broke down limo that was releasing gas causing us all to cough.
"Since we don't have the outhouse to dump your deepest, darkest secrets in, you'll dish the dirt in our new makeup confessional." Chris said.
/Derick: "Okay, this is a huge upgrade from that broken down toilet stall from season 1. Maybe this season will have actual food." I said.\
"Your left is the craft services tent catered by Chef. If you survive chef, you'll have to make it through a dramatic awards ceremony. Where all but one loser will receive a gilded Chris award." Chris said.
"We done now, dude?" Geoff asked impatiently.
"I have an eject button, and I'll use it." Chris said.
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