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"CAMPERS! Please head to the mess hall for the first half of the challenge!!!!" Chris shouted through the loudspeaker. "Chris. I have a headache. Shut Up." Scott snapped, holding his head in pain. "It's not going to work, Scott. He's just going to make it worse." Zoey said as they walked to the mess hall. "Oh no. Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Ugh." Gwen sneezed. "Hey, does anyone have any tissues? "Here, Gwen." Duncan handed her a tissue. He took one out for himself as a sneeze attack came over him. "Gatchoo! Gatchoo!" Duncan sniffed and blew his nose "Ugh, I'll bet anything Chris was behind this." Duncan growled as he opened the mess hall door. "Wh..what the...the...ah...ah...ah...ACHOO! ACHOO! AH...AH..ACHOO! It's only making our allergies worse." Scott rasped through his sore throat. "I...can't...breathe" Zoey gasped as she leaned against the wall, coughing and hyperventilating violently. "Oh no, Zoey!" Gwen ran over and soothed her back until air was flowing enough for the other girl to breathe. "Oh I'm glad Zoey's OK, however, Scott, you look pretty nauseous." Chris laughed from behind the podium in case Scott did in fact lose his his lunch. "Today's challenge is called The Allergy Games! "I knew it!" Duncan growled before a series of coughs took over him. "Scott, you sit at that table, Zoey that one, Duncan that one, and Gwen, that one." Sniffling, covering her nose and rubbing her eyes, Gwen gasped in horror of what she found under the table. "What?! Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Guys, don't look under the-" A gasp and a series of loud coughs and sneezes from the furthest table prove that her warning came too late. "Achoo! I'm...(cough) allergic...(cough)to...Achoo! Achoo! per...per...Achoo! (cough) perfume! (cough)" Scott laid down on the table and hacked uncontrollably. "Scott! Are you OK?" Duncan rushed to the aid of the coughing redhead. "I...I...th..think...so. You're...twisted...McLean." Scott seethed angrily. "I know." Chris grinned. The first part of the challenge is simple: pick up the bowl under the table and try to run to the lake without spilling and you get an advantage in the next part of the challenge! AAAAAAND GO!" 
CONFESSIONAL: ZOEY
"Hitchoo! Ugh. So I reach down and I...I...Hitchoo! Yank my bowl out from under the table. Big mistake. Dog hair blew...(cough) Hitchoo! Everywhere."

"Hetchoo! Ugh! Made it!" A red eyed, puffy faced Gwen set her bowl down before dropping to her knees and violently hacking. Zoey, Duncan and Scott trudged slowly after her and set their bowls down as well. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna be-" Scott ran off into the woods and hurled excessively.
CONFESSIONAL: SCOTT 
"Perfume has such a bad effect on me that sometime my nausea gets so bad, I puke. (sniff) (cough)"
"He...he...did what? Why?!" Tears welled up in the Asian girls eyes. "I'm sorry to tell you, Heather. Are you going to help us vote him off?" Sierra asked. "I...I... I don't know." Heather stumbled in brokenheartedness. "Well, I think this is something you need to process alone. Right?" Sierra asked.
"Yes. Well, thank you, Sierra."
Sierra left the confessional leaving Heather to stew in her rage. She remembered their agreement when he pulled her out of the hole, she remembered their alliance in the Serengeti. All of it seemed like a game now. She glared at the photo, ripped it, threw the pieces in the toilet and fell to the ground, sobbing. "I trusted him. The only one I thought I could trust and he betrayed me. How could he?!" After about 5 mins of sobs, she had enough. People had broken her heart before, and she didn't let them get away with it. He wanted to betray her, well she would betray him right back. She picked herself up and stormed out of the confessional, shattering the glass window on the door into a million pieces.
Scott: *lying on the bench at the mess hall when pepper gets in his nose* H...H...Hitchoo! Hitch...*holds his nose* Dawn, do you mind?
Dawn: What do you mean, Scott?
Scott: *sits up and points to the pepper* Hitchoo! *covers his nose* can you pass me that tissue box?
Dawn: *slides the pepper away* Sorry, Scott *hands him the tissue box*
Scott: Thanks, Dawn. Hitchoo! *blows nose*
Dawn:Your welcome. (giggles)
Scott: What?
Dawn: (stuttering) well, your nose is red and it looks really cute.
Scott (stuttering) oh, well thanks, Dawn. (smiles)
"A...A...ACHOO!" Alejandro sniffed and walked to his car. "I'm regretting my decision to move to LA already. My neighbor has 4 cats and I'm allergic." He seethed before another sneeze attack came over him. "ACHOO! ACHOO! ACHOO!" "Ugh, changing my shirt won't help me here, so maybe I should go to Heather's and ask to use her washing machine." He thought as he sniffed and entered his car. He drove to Heather's house, how ever his allergies seemed to get worse the further he drove. With messy hair, a runny nose and a sore throat, he was in a rather bad mood, but Heather always seemed to cheer him up. She had moved here the year before. He knocked on her door, the sound of piano playing in the background. "She must be dancing again." He thought  with a smile. He loved to watch her dance. "Heather?" He rasped, as his throat hurt to talk. "Are you in there?" "Alejandro? Hi!" She opened the door. "Are you doing OK? Are your allergies acting up again?"
"Was it that obvious? ACHOO! Ugh. Because as you can probably tell, yes, they are." Heather sweetly handed him a tissue and let him inside. "I think you need to wash that shirt and take a shower."
Alejandro laughed in spite of himself. "You read my mind so well." He coughed a few times and added. "After that, I'm going to CVS for some more allergy medicine. It looks like I'm out." He walked inside and took a long shower, dried off and went to the laundry room with Heather. She couldn't help but stare at the shirtless heartthrob and smile. "And what are you so smiley about, Heather?" His sore throat had improved slightly, however he was still rather congested. "I'm standing next to the hottest guy in the world to me and he's shirtless of all things." She planted a kiss on his cheek and grinned. He couldn't help but grin back. They went to CVS together, and once he took his allergy medicine, Alejandro felt a lot better, and as they drove home rocking out to Somebody To Love, they laughed, and sang.
"CAMPERS! Please head to the mess hall for the first half of the challenge!!!!" Chris shouted through the loudspeaker. "Chris. I have a headache. Shut Up." Scott snapped, holding his head in pain. "It's not going to work, Scott. He's just going to make it worse." Zoey said as they walked to the mess hall. "Oh no. Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Ugh." Gwen sneezed. "Hey, does anyone have any tissues? "Here, Gwen." Duncan handed her a tissue. He took one out for himself as a sneeze attack came over him. "Gatchoo! Gatchoo!" Duncan sniffed and blew his nose "Ugh, I'll bet anything Chris was behind this." Duncan growled as he opened the mess hall door. "Wh..what the...the...ah...ah...ah...ACHOO! ACHOO! AH...AH..ACHOO! It's only making our allergies worse." Scott rasped through his sore throat. "I...can't...breathe" Zoey gasped as she leaned against the wall, coughing and hyperventilating violently. "Oh no, Zoey!" Gwen ran over and soothed her back until air was flowing enough for the other girl to breathe. "Oh I'm glad Zoey's OK, however, Scott, you look pretty nauseous." Chris laughed from behind the podium in case Scott did in fact lose his his lunch. "Today's challenge is called The Allergy Games! "I knew it!" Duncan growled before a series of coughs took over him. "Scott, you sit at that table, Zoey that one, Duncan that one, and Gwen, that one." Sniffling, covering her nose and rubbing her eyes, Gwen gasped in horror of what she found under the table. "What?! Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Hetchoo! Guys, don't look under the-" A gasp and a series of loud coughs and sneezes from the furthest table prove that her warning came too late. "Achoo! I'm...(cough) allergic...(cough)to...Achoo! Achoo! per...per...Achoo! (cough) perfume! (cough)" Scott laid down on the table and hacked uncontrollably. "Scott! Are you OK?" Duncan rushed to the aid of the coughing redhead. "I...I...th..think...so. You're...twisted...McLean." Scott seethed angrily. "I know." Chris grinned. The first part of the challenge is simple: pick up the bowl under the table and try to run to the lake without spilling and you get an advantage in the next part of the challenge! AAAAAAND GO!" 
CONFESSIONAL: ZOEY
"Hitchoo! Ugh. So I reach down and I...I...Hitchoo! Yank my bowl out from under the table. Big mistake. Dog hair blew...(cough) Hitchoo! Everywhere."

"Hetchoo! Ugh! Made it!" A red eyed, puffy faced Gwen set her bowl down before dropping to her knees and violently hacking. Zoey, Duncan and Scott trudged slowly after her and set their bowls down as well. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna be-" Scott ran off into the woods and hurled excessively.
CONFESSIONAL: SCOTT 
"Perfume has such a bad effect on me that sometime my nausea gets so bad, I puke. (sniff) (cough)"

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DEEcat98 Featured By Owner May 29, 2016  Student Digital Artist
I really love your Total Drama Sneeze Fanfictions! =D
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Vgreown Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2016
Thanks
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DEEcat98 Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2016  Student Digital Artist
Your welcome! Oh and are you doing to do a Total Drama Sneeze Fanfic about Tyler sneezing?
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Vgreown Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2016
I might
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