Cody's Time to Shine chapter 3

Alejandro pushed the stroller with ease. He was glad he had it, but also wished he had the wheel barrel. Then, Cody would either have the stroller…or nothing. And he was smart enough to know that if the geek had the stroller, the weight of the Alejandro dummy would surely crush it.

Oh well. At least he had a strong enough lead to assure him the win.

But not for long, because just as he thought that, Cody and his helpers came running up the volcano, and they were quickly gaining ground.

“Stop them,” Alejandro commanded Courtney and Heather, who stopped and faced the band mates.

“Dude, we got this, you go beat that jerk,” Trent told his friend, as Courtney lunged at Harold.  Trent went to pull her off, but he himself was kicked were the sun don’t shine by Heather. As he watched his friends fight (or get beaten up by) the two b*tches, Cody slipped past and ran down the path, before he eventually caught up to Alejandro, who was stopped by a stream of lava.

“The stroller and wheel barrel won’t do you any good across this stream,” Chris taunted them. Then, he pulled a remote out of his sleeve, and a small probe with a propeller and claw flew down the side of the volcano.

The claw grabbed Trent and Harold by the necks of their shirts and flew them over to the other side of the lava stream. It then went back and got the girls the same way.

“Now, as you notice, there are several booby traps above the stepping stones of this stream. Your helpers can release any of the booby traps they want. But be careful, because I’ve made it so you can’t tell which ropes connect to which booby traps.”

At that, Alejandro picked up his Cody dummy and started hopping across the stone platforms. Cody did the same with his Al dummy, but it was harder due to it being almost twice his size.

“So, which one of you will be going out with Alejandro after this?” Trent asked Courtney and Heather.

“Me!” they both exclaimed, before turning and glaring at each other with fury in their eyes. While the two were distracted, Harold grabbed a large knife by the ropes and cut one of them, dropping a piano right in front of Alejandro.

“Aye dios mio!” Alejandro cried out in shock.

“Come on, Al, maybe you should just give it up,” Harold called, trying to psyche out the evil Latin.

“DON’T CALL ME THAT! I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE CALL ME THAT!” Alejandro shrieked, something in his head having finally snapped.

Suddenly, Cody had a great idea; “What? You mean you hate being called Al, Al? Well Al, Owen must’ve called you Al at least a dozen times each episode, huh All? Am I right, Al?” Cody taunted, as he managed to slink past Alejandro.

However, Harold sliced another rope, sending an iron cage down…on Cody.

“Dude!” he cried, as Alejandro hopped past him and to the other side, once again gaining a steady lead. Courtney and Heather, second away from tearing each other to shreds, stopped glaring at each other and hurried after Alejandro.

Cody sighed, knowing it was over. He slumped to the ground, standing his Al dummy up next to him.

“Cody, you can’t give up!” Trent said, trying to encourage his friend.

“Dude, it’s over! Alejandro won. I never had a chance. Heck, I wouldn’t have gotten anywhere near this far on my own. The only reason I made it to the finals was because of Sierra.” But then he smiled a small smile; not his “sly smirk”, but just a smile; “But I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. I mean, I finally got the girl of my dreams, so that’s pretty cool. Score 1 for the underdog.”

“So what, that’s it?” Harold asked, “After all the crap they’ve put us through for the past 3 seasons, you’re just going to let Alejandro, Heather, and (to a lesser extent) Courtney win?”

“What can I do?” Cody asked glumly, “I mean, I'm trapped in a metal cage on a rock surrounded by lava, and even if I get out, I’d have to lug this huge statue up the side of the volcano.”

Harold, getting an idea, whispered into Trent’s ear. The musician nodded eagerly. “You’re right!” Trent exclaimed, “We’ll just be going. We’ll let you know how it goes. I hope I get there before Gwen wakes up.”

“Yeah,” Harold said, smiling, “Maybe you’ll have another shot at her. After all, she is a tramp, and I doubt she’d wanna stay with a loser like Cody.”

“Yeah,” Trent said, as the two turned to walk away, “I mean, it’s obvious she only went out with Cody to make Duncan jealous because he wanted Courtney back.”

“That’s not true!” Cody shouted, leaping up to his feet, “She went out with me because she knows that Duncan is a huge jerk and that I really love her. And she’s not a tramp! She was just confused about who she wanted to be with because she didn’t realize that you were crazy and that Duncan’s a playa.”

“Sure, dude, whatever you say,” Trent said, as he and Harold rounded a turn and were out of Cody’s sight. They stopped behind a large rock and called out, “Hey, I think I’ll invite her up to my room later.”

“Then you can send her to mine,” Harold said loudly, trying hard not to laugh.

Cody’s eyes flared. How dare they say those awful things about Gwen! Before the tech geek truly knew what he was doing, he pushed against the iron cage until the edge was hanging off the side of the rock. He then gripped the bottom of the cage and pulled, pulled with all his might…

Trent and Harold, looking back, saw that Cody was about to get out, so they smiled and raced up the volcano, hoping Cody would make it in time to beat Alejandro.

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Alejandro finally reached the top of the volcano, grinning deviously. All of the contestants groaned, seeing that Al was going to win.

“Ah,” Alejandro said, sniffing deeply, “I could be mistaken, but I do believe that I smell victory in the air.” He then looked at the host, co-host, and 22 other campers; “It has been a pleasure defeating you all. I’ll send you all post cards from my luxurious mansion in Jamaica.”

“Why do you wanna live in Jamaica?” Trent yelled across the volcano’s opening, hoping to distract Alejandro long enough for Cody to arrive.

“Well, I just need a change of scenery, and of course, you all remember how nice it was in Jamaica. It was so relaxing, a true paradise. Plus we’ve already been to France, and we’re in Hawaii…both really aren’t that great.”

“I bet you’re gonna have a lot of attractive maids, right?” Harold yelled, as Heather’s eyes flared with jealousy.

“Of course. It’ll be better than being married. I’ll have a lot of attractive women around all the time, but they won’t be yelling at me to pick up after myself.”

“HOLD ON!” Heather shouted, storming over to Alejandro, “You are NOT going to be having a bunch of tramps in your mansion.”

“Jealous, Senorita?” Alejandro smirked, as Heather blushed.

“Uh, no! I…I just think that, um…”

“Face it, Heather, you’re in love with me. You don’t care about the money anymore. You just don’t want to lose me,” Alejandro said, dropping the Cody dummy as he cupped Heather’s face in his hands.

Before anyone could say anything, Alejandro kissed Heather. The Queen Bee was shocked, but eventually recovered and the two began making out.

As the rest of the contestants watched in disgust (with Noah shrugging, as he knew it all along), Cody showed up, straining with his dummy.

He was sure he had lost, but then saw that Alejandro was making out with Heather, and that the Cody dummy was on the ground beside the two.

Seeing that his friends were silently cheering him on, Cody ran over and threw his dummy into the volcano.

“AND CODY WINS!” Chris shouted.

Gwen (who, along with Katie and Sadie, had been carried up the volcano by a few interns and was now awake with just a small headache) ran around the mouth of the volcano and embraced Cody in a hug; “Way to go, Baby.”

“Wait, what?!?” Heather cried, as she and Alejandro stopped making out, both looking shocked to see that they had been beaten.

Across the volcano, two more people were also mad: Duncan and Courtney. Courtney was mad that Alejandro had chosen Heather, AND that Gwen was now dating a millionaire. Duncan was mad because, deep down, he had had a crush on Gwen since the end of Season 1, and now she was in the arms of some scrawny little dweeb.

While everyone else was cheering, the two exes ran to the other side of the volcano, Courtney going for Chris, who had yet to give Cody his money, and Duncan going for Cody, ready to pound the little twerp for stealing his girl.

Before Courtney got to Chris, however, Zeke showed up! The once tame homeschooled teen was now totally feral, with sickly green skin and liver spots, no hair (save for a few long strands here and there), and razor-sharp teeth and nails. At the same time, Zeke and Courtney lunged for the case. It was a sight to see as hot, homeschool, a C.I.T. wrestled for the case containing the million dollars.

Cody and Gwen stood in shock, watching as the three wrestled. They were in such shock, however, that they didn’t notice a certain punk come running up behind them. Duncan tackled Cody to the ground, ready to deliver a well-deserved beating…when he was yanked up off the defenseless geek by a certain ticked-off Goth. She spun Duncan around ad kicked him right where the sun don’t shine. He moaned in pain as she shoved him onto one of Chris’ blocks of ice (that the host had kept to keep himself and Chef cool). Cody hopped up and pushed the block of ice down the side of the volcano.

Zeke, Chris, and Courtney wrestled for the case, each determined not to let the others take it. Finally, Courtney let go of the case (not by her choice) and stumbled back towards the edge of the volcano. She wobbled for a second, terrified that she would fall in. Thankfully, she stopped and steadied herself before she fell in. However, at that moment, Zeke managed to wrestle the case away from Chris, which resulted in him flying backwards…straight into Courtney! He bounced off of her, him landing face first on the ground, while Courtney…

“AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!” she shrieked, as she fell into the lava far below. The rest of the cast looked on in shock, not believing what they had just seen.

“I’ll call an ambulance…and my lawyers,” Chris sighed, as Chef pulled out a fishing rod and went over to the edge of the volcano, attempting to fish Courtney out.

“Way to go, Baby,” Gwen said, picking up the case of money from the ground beside Zeke, smiling as her boyfriend pulled her close. At that, Cody and Gwen kissed, at which the rest of the contestants cheered.

“Well, looks like that wraps up this seas-”

“Wait!” a native called out, appearing next to Chris, “You didn’t throw pineapples into the volcano did you?”

“Um, yeah,” Chris said, shrugging, as he whipped out his cell phone to get ready to call 911 for Courtney.

“Didn’t you see all the signs?” the native asked, as the cast stepped away, revealing several signs with pictures of pineapples with slashes through them. One of the natives glared at Owen, who was using one of the signs to scratch his back.

“Yeah…they were kinda messin’ up the shot, so we put the human wall there.”

Before the natives could argue with Chris, the volcano started bubbling.

“Um, I’m no genius,” Geoff spoke up, “But I’m pretty sure now would be a good time to run for our lives.”

At that, the contestants, natives, Chris, and Chef ran down the volcano, just as it started to erupt.

Meanwhile, the block of ice that Duncan was on had melted by the time it got to the bottom of the volcano. Thankfully, the ice had made Duncan’s kiwis less sore.

Suddenly, the punk was trampled by the rest of the cast, who were running for their lives from the erupting volcano.

“Hey, wait for me!” he cried out…as a wave of lava swept over him.

“Well,” Chris said, standing in front of the camera, “That’s it for this season. Gwen and Cody. Who would’ve thought it would ever happen? Well, anyway, join us next season…”

At that moment, a severely burnt Duncan ran past him, screaming in pain.

“Maybe with an all new cast. Because let’s face it: this one’s probably gonna melt.”

Chris then ran and got on his boat, which Chef drove away from the island as molten rocks and lava covered the island and the water around it.

“Glad to give you all the drama, action, and singing this show’s budget has,” Chris said, standing on top of his boat, “And next time, we’ll have…”

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!”

Chris looked up to see Courtney, badly burned and engulfed in flames, flying through the sky towards his boat. Courtney hit the boat, which then sank. All the contestants, who were swimming to safety, laughed at the cruel host’s misfortune.

However, at that moment, molten rocks began to fall into the water, causing the contestants to swim even faster.

After everyone had swum away, Heather and Alejandro resurfaced.

“Hello! We demand the money! It’s rightfully ours!” Heather shouted at the fleeing contestants.

“Get back here you…” Alejandro then began shouting at the contestants in Spanish.

But neither of them noticed the gigantic molten rock, about the size of a small house, hurtling towards them…as the screen went blank.

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Duncan, Courtney, Alejandro, and Heather, all 4 burnt to a crisp (along with being bald and toothless), were in a dark room on a row of operating tables, in nothing but clean, new wetsuits (like the ones Bridgette usually wore). They were all only partially conscience at the moment.

“Okay,” Chris said, entering the room in a dark cloak, pushing a cart with four big, robot-like suits on it, “Let’s get this over with. I gotta go look at the audition tapes for Season 4.”

“Yeah, good thing you’re gettin’ new kids for next time. These ones are all probably getting as sue-happy as Miss CIT here,” Chef said, slipping on a pair of rubber gloves.

“Yeah, well hopefully being allowed to spend summer at Playa Da Losers will calm their urge for revenge down,” Chris said, shuddering as he remembered being in court with Courtney when she sued him the previous season. He then shook his head as he lifted the fronts of each of the Drama bots open, and proceeded to place the 4 teens in each one.

After putting the restraints on, Chris closed the Drama bots; each looked exactly the same, with a blue Mask-of-Tragedy and a yellow Mask-of-Comedy for eyes, a keyboard for teeth, and a red “TD” on the chest.

“Guys?” Chris asked, as each of the teens stirred to life, unaware of their surroundings, “Um, I need you 4 to sign a few things.”

“The…the money?” Alejandro asked.

“Cody won it, remember?” Chris said, as the four looked at each other.

“NOOOOOO!!!!” they all cried, looking up towards the ceiling (at least, that’s what they were trying to do).

“Spazes,” Chris chuckled.