Chris' Daughter /Total Drama Fanfic/

Chapter 4: Riot On Set

Last time on Total Drama Action... Fifteen teenagers, one spooky film lot, and a whole bunch of alien eggs. In a world where an army chef wore an alien costume, only the strong could survive. Finally, two lovers shared a heroic victory. But now, they'll be forced to endure a tragic separation. And so it was that another pair of lovers were the subject of a vote-off for the ages. But Geoff and Bridgette's love was so strong, no amount of heckling could ever break their timeless bond. Enough already with the love! This week, we're gonna bring the pain! Haha. Well, if I have anything to say about it. And I do, by the way. So brace yourselves for some deliciously painful Total. Drama. Action!

The air horn blares making me throw my pillow at the door, "Chris-!" I yelled angrily. I jumped from the top bunk and threw back the pillow at my bed, "All crew on set! Call time is four am!" I heard him announced through the microphone.

(Confessionals)

*Beth: At first, I thought he was talking to the crew crew, not us. I was really hoping they'd replace Chris the creep with a nice host this time around! Is that mean? (gasps) Sorry.

*Leshawna: I can't believe I'm doing another season of this show.

*(Y/n): (yawns) I wanna go back to bed.

(Confessionals Off)

"You're on a film set now, and you're gonna learn that show biz is not all red carpets and pool parties. Today you're gonna get schooled on how tough on-set production life can be." Chris announced, "Whatever. I can deal. I once had a summer job at a petting zoo. It's so adorable—everybody feeding the adorable goats their adorable cabbages. But somebody, i.e., me had to shovel up the less adorable end of the digestive process." Gwen confessed. "Well, speaking of number two, it's time to pick your teammates and then try to stick it to the team your boyfriend chooses."

"We're not gonna get all competitive and nasty, are we?" Trent says. "Absolutely not. We learned from last season, right?" Gwen replied, as I just yawned, it's too early for this. "You guys aren't going to last long," I whispered, only Heather was able to hear it and snickered. "Okay, let's get this bloodbath started. You're gonna choose schoolyard style. Boy, girl, boy, girl. Ladies first. Sinces we have no ladies here, Gwen."

Gwen sighed, "I dunno. Duncan?"

Trent, "I choose the beautiful Lindsay!"

Lindsay, "Yay!"

Gwen, "Because I like to keep things cool, I pick Leshawna."

Leshawna, "The girls are back in town!"

Lindsay, "You know what would be so great? If you picked Tyler!"

(Y/n), "Tyler's not in the game anymore."

Lindsay, "Seriously? Bummer."

Trent, "I choose Justin."

Gwen, "Oh. Pick all the good-looking contestants. That'll get you far."

Trent, "It will in show biz."

Gwen growled, "DJ."

Trent, "Beth."

Leshawna, "Remember, keep your enemies closer."

Gwen, "No. Really? You don't mean... Fine. We choose Heather."

Heather, "Really?"

Harold, "Hyah, hi-yah!"

Trent, "I choose Owen."

Owen, "Woohoo!"

Harold, "Uh, hello? Don't wicked skills count for anything? I mean, who else here went to film camp and is fully trained as a junior cinematographer with a thorough knowledge of lighting filters, film stop-"