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"...You're not thinking about what I think you're thinking, are you?" Chef asked, lightly patting Chris on the back. Hopefully he wouldn't knock him over this time.

"Think we should run a poll to get ideas from the viewers sometime? Considering how... well that show went, I was surprised at some of the stuff they came up with."

"Yeeep. That dress was a bit drafty. I can't put my finger on why, though," Chef added, tilting his head to one side. Oh, I dunno, maybe because it was see-through?

"Look at it this way. If you want, we could do it Jigsaw-style and watch through cameras so we don't have to stand there and watch. Again." He shuddered. "Some of that stuff was just nasty."

Chef was too busy with is own thoughts to notice the dangerous turn Chris' grin took. He looked back down at him after the fact, flipping through the recipe book. "Hm, another fruitcake recipe. Maybe we should try feeding the campers one of these... With a few extra ingredients included, heh heh." Oh, how much he missed using the tabasco sauce!

The large Audio nodded. "We could also freak'em out a bit by turning the lights on and off. Maybe set up some timed challenges too..."

"Unless the interns took it, I left it with the other props after steam-cleaning it like you told me to," Chef replied, looking at Chris with open curiosity. "Why? I don't think you'd make much auctioning it off on eBay."

Chef shook his head. "Nah, a pit of death's too tame for the campers. I'm thinkin' more along the lines of shark and snake pits... Or," he grinned. "What if we split them into two groups, and the actions of one of them affected the other? Make the other group look like they're killed to throw'em into a tizzy, then reveal later that they're still alive, heh heh. Could trick the viewers too, but it can't be too bad 'less we wanna run the risk of losing ratings..."

"Since when are you going to need a bright pink dress again?!" Chef demanded sharply, not liking where this conversation was heading to. "I still need to fix the sequins on that matching hat that goes with it!"

"Could dedicate an hour special to it... We just can't make it end on a cliff hanger, y'know? That might mean lost ratings... Unless we cut it off right as the campers fall seemingly to their doom," Chef added, "That'd be a good cliff hanger, heh."

((*runs in and sits down to watch*))

"Prepared for what, a bastardization of Cinderella? I ain't goin' to no ball in that, thank you very much." Chef grumped, making a big mistake. He looked down at Chris.

His frown twitched once, twice -- it gave away to a grin, and the little host soon found himself scooped up by the large Audio. "Aww, you should do that for the camera more often."

"But you can't do that too early in the season. People need to get another feel for the campers, y'know? Hm..." Chef shifted Chris to one arm and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Maybe we should observe and break them up into pairs. Find the couples, split them up just for the challenge and see what comes out of it. Heh heh heh..." He hoped he got to read more letters between the courting couples. Those were enjoyable.

Chef turned his head to towards the sound of Reeve entering and leaving quickly. Hey, didn't he see him here earlier? Chef shrugged, then focused his attention back to Chris. "Aw, dun worry about it. I'll be here to chase'em away with my high-caliber squirt gun. Or knife. Hell, I'll even run'em over for you!" Aww, wasn't that sweet? Chris probably won't get a pledge like that if he paid him peanuts, though. But considering who we're talking about, he probably does. :v

"Heh heh, thankie. I'd figure that a bit more... drama on Total Drama couldn't hurt."

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Outside, the sound of an Audio getting hit by a door attracted another. Reeve was nudged with a boot, then poked with a candy cane. "Nice job," Zephiroth commented, sucking on a fruit-flavored candy cane. "Haven't seen a fumble like that in a long time. What brings you here?"