AN: wow, so I got three requests already, sweet! Free Brick "I dunno" faced plushies for anyone who reviewed! Well I'm bored so I decided to go ahead and write chapter 2! It's anything you can do; I can do better from "Annie get your gun." It is dedicated to Tea-and-Glasses, who had kindly requested this song, which also happens to be THE Jock song!

Disclaimer: I do not own, or associate in any way with Total drama, its characters, or the rights to the song at all.

Song lyrics are written like – this.

If they actually sing it will be like - whoever: this

So without a further ado, on with chapter two! (hehe that rhymed!)

It was a hot and boring day at Wawanakwa; the campers were lounging around the beach trying their best to stay cool in the heat, all, but two people. A dirty blonde girl in a gray sweat shirt and a boy with a black crew-cut and dog tags who were sitting under a shaded tree a little bit away.

"Hey Brick-house, there's something I really need you to know," the girl looked at the man next to her with a small smile.

The boy looked at the girl with hopeful eyes, is she going to tell me we are completely meant to be? Oh I hope so! The boy smiled gently at her, "What is it, Jo?"

"Oh, you know," she started, "That anything you could do, I could do far better!" she exclaimed in a challenging manner.

His heartbeat had sped up when she paused, but after her sudden exclamation he fell anime style. He awkwardly laughed to cover up his embarrassment; he had actually thought she would tell him she liked him. "Ha, that's so not true, Jo" he countered; she jumped up and smirked at his response.

"Hm… then let's make a little competitive bet," she locked eyes with the boy on the ground.

He stood up and looked at her hesitantly, "what kind of…. bet?" his palms were sweating as he waited for her response, after all, you never know what to expect when its Jo you're talking to.

" just a bet on who can do better in things sport and non-sport related," she thought for a moment and smirked, " if I win, which will most likely happen anyway, you have to walk around the rest of the week without a shirt and dog tags."

Brick gasped in horror, "No not the dog tags!" he said defiantly.

She nodded her head, "Dude it's only for a day, I'd be wearing them, but if you win, which won't happen, I'll…" she looked thoughtful for a moment, "I'll let you give me commands and give you my prized whistle for a day. So how 'bout it, solider?" she held out her hand casually for a handshake to confirm the deal.

He sighed in defeat, "Fine." He shyly took her hand in his own and gave a firm shake.

Anything you can do,
I can do better.
I can do anything
Better than you.

Wow, she thought, his hands are really warm… and he's kinda cute when he's nervous… gah what am I thinking?! She mentally slapped herself and threw on a competitive smirk, "Let the best, competitor win!" she gave a sly grin, "Ready to eat my dust, Brick-for-brains?"

No, you can't.
Yes, I can. No, you can't.
Yes, I can. No, you can't.
Yes, I can,
Yes, I can!

He grinned back, "Ma'am I'm sorry to inform you, but today, I'm kicking your little booty!"

"Yeah sure, and I'm a girly girl!" she taunted with a smug look.

Anything you can be
I can be greater.
Sooner or later,
I'm greater than you

"Yeah, we'll see, Jo," Brick started, "See when I win! 'Cause face it, sooner or later, I am better than you!" he boasted with a smug look directed at her.

No, you're not. Yes, I am.
No, you're not. Yes, I am.
No, you're NOT! Yes, I am.
Yes, I am!

"Yeah, I'll believe that when I magically grow wings out my back!" she exclaimed.

"Believe it, Jo! Because it is one-hundred percent true!" Brick shot back with a smug smile.

"Yeah. Yeah. Prove it, because this competition is officially starting now!" She shouted happily. "Hm…. I saw some loaded weapons in Chef's shed a little far from our cabin!" she said excitedly.

He looked at her astounded, "But wouldn't that be stealing?" he asked, his eyes widening.

"No-" she said, "We are borrowing because we'll give it back." She crossed her arms defiantly, then smirked, "Unless you're a chicken, and you'll just surrender the dog tags and strip that shirt off right now."

Brick sighed again and thought, There is just no point in trying to argue with Jo. She'll get you to do whatever it is she wants one way or another. "Fine, Jo. Let's just go before we get caught."

Jo laughed, "Get caught by who? Chef? Chris? Neither one is here remember? I swear you truly have a brick for a brain!"

"oh yeah, but what about an intern?" he asked with crossed arms and his back towards her.

"My brother was an intern in World Tour, they don't get paid that much." She stated matter-of-factly. She stepped closer and wrapped her hands around his waist. He froze in shock and started to blush uncontrollably.

"J-Jo! What a-are you d-doing!?" he asked nervously.

Jo reached her hand in his right-front pocket and pulled out twenty dollars and put back the wallet. Then she let go of him and smirked holding up a twenty, "This should do perfectly!"

Brick looked at her with a look of shock and anger, "wha- give me back my twenty Jo!" he yelled trying to grab it, but she held it just out of his reach.

"No because if there is an intern we can just bribe him with thirty dollars," she said as she grabbed a ten from her pocket. "Now come on!" She stuffed the money back into her pockets and grabbed his hand dragging him to Chef's shed. "ok, here we are!" she said happily still holding his hand.

He blushed, "Uh… Jo?"

She turned towards him pursing her lip in question, "Hm?"

"Y-you're still h-holding my h-hand," Brick stuttered blushing harder. He felt the small hand retreat fast from his larger one.

"Sorry…" she apologized looking the other way to hide the tiny blush that crept its way onto her face. Once the blush faded, she noticed the broken lock, "perfect." She murmured quietly to herself. She pushed the heavy door open and smiled in triumph. "Looks like we hit the jack-pot, Brick!"

He looked at all the different weapons in awe, "Wow, there's so many!"

"Yeah, now pick one, get its ammo, then meet me out side,"She said after picking up a black and purple Bow and matching arrows. She walked outside with a smile and called, "Prepare to lose, Brickhouse!"

He shook his head with a smile as he picked up a small gun and checked to see if it was loaded, "Not if I can help it!" he called back. He walked out and the two shared a playful glare as they silently walked farther into the forest. Brick broke the silence after a while asking, "Is this good spot?"

"Yeah, this is good enough,"She thought for a moment and replied with a smile.

I can shoot a partridge
With a single cartridge.
I can get a sparrow
With a bow and arrow.

"Good, but what are we gonna try and hit? And from where?" he asked raising the left side of his unibrow.

She walked about five hundred yards away and yelled, "This should be good!" she then proceeded to draw them to a starting line. "We can fire at those fruit behind you."

He turned to find a huge mysterious red-black fruit of some kind. "Alright." He walked over next to Jo and flashed her a small smile, "Good luck, I got the medal for best shooter!" he boasted.

She smirked, "thanks, but I don't need luck, you do!"

He rolled his eyes, "Ladies first," he gestured to her and took about five steps back to watch.

She rolled her eyes and unnoticed by him, blushed a light pink, "yeah whatever." She took aim at one of the harder to reach one and let go of the arrow. It soared straight through its target. She jumped up and down happily, "I'll get that after your go!"

He smiled at her childishness, then handed her a pair of ear protection. After both she and he had put them on, he took aim and hit his target in a heartbeat effortlessly. "Told ya!" he replied smugly.

"ok we both totally won that so uh…. Tie. Let's put these babies back and head back for challenge numero two!" with that being said, she picked up her things and walked back to the shed with Brick not that far behind. They both dropped off their items and walked to the place eliminations are held and each sat on a stump.

I can live on bread and cheese.
And only on that?
Yes.
So can a rat!

"Hey Jo?" brick turned towards his companion.

"yeah?" she mumbled extremely bored. They sat there for like five minutes thinking of another challenge to do.

"Did you know I can live on just bread and cheese?" he asked with his head held high proudly.

"Oh really now?" She asked with a raised brow. Well, that was random. She thought with a small smile, oh he is just too cute! Wait what? Ew! Get out stupid thoughts, get out! she mentally screeched at herself.

"Yep" he said very proud that he can boast and Jo can't beat him or put him down.

She gave a sly smirk, "So can a rat!" She punched his arm, knocking him over. He rubbed his arm and pain, while she just laughed.

He glared at her, then an idea hit him suddenly like Jo had just moments before, "I know what we can do!" his eyes lit up like stars.

"What Captain Whizz?" she asked with a bored look.

He ingored her and continued happily, "We can see who can sing higher!"

She looked taken aback, "Sing? Are you serious? I don't sing!" she exclaimed angrily.

"You got any better ideas?" He asked with a glare.

She sighed, "whatever."

Brick: Any note you can reach
I can go higher.
Jo: I can sing anything
Higher than you.
Brick: No, you can't. (High)

Jo :Yes, I can. (Higher)

Brick: No, you can't. (Higher)

Jo: Yes, I can. (Higher)

Brick: No, you can't. (Higher)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Higher)

Brick: No, you can't. (Higher)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Higher)

Brick: No, you can't. (Higher)
Jo: Yes, I CAN! (Highest)

"Jo, how do you sha-sing that high?" Lightning asked walking over to the two with a perplexed expression.

"I'M A GIRL, YOU IDIOT!" Jo screeched at the brainless jock.

"You're a sha-what?!" he asked in pure shock.

"YOU FREAKING HEARD ME!" she yelled.

"oh…. Lightnin's sha-sorry, Jo!" Lightning apologized quickly. His eyes widen in realization as he found his eyes looking at her chest, Now Lightning sees it! No wonder she sha-always got so sha-angry with Lightning! "Well Lightning will be sha-off!" he called running away embarrassed.

Brick spent the next ten minutes trying to calm Jo down from her outburst.

"So what are we gonna find out anyway?" she asked after taking a deep calming breath.

"Um how about …." He trailed off in thought, then said, "something like-

Brick: Anything you can buy
I can buy cheaper.
Jo: I can buy anything
Cheaper than you.

Brick: Fifty cents?
Jo: Forty cents!

Brick: Thirty cents?
Jo: Twenty cents!

Brick: No, you can't!
Jo: Yes, I can,
Yes, I can!

"Jo, you're bluffing! That's impossible!" Brick exclaimed.

"Is not, cadet!" Jo huffed angrily.

"Fine, Jo," Brick sighed; sometimes it's useless trying to talk sense into Jo. It goes through one ear and out the other. "Wanna find out who care speak softer?" he asked gently.

"Aw- what the heck! Sure!" she said throwing her hands in the air.

Brick: Anything you can say
I can say softer.
Jo: I can say anything
Softer than you.
Brick: No, you can't. (Softly)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Softer)

Brick: No, you can't. (Softer)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Softer)

Brick: No, you can't. (Softer)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Softer)
YES, I CAN! (Full volume)

"Gah! Jo that was my ear!" Brick exclaimed in pain while rubbing said hear in pain.

Jo smiled apologetically,"Sorry, Brickhouse"

"It's ok, I guess, so what now?" Brick asked with a pained smile.

"How about we sneak into Chris's cabin and grab a beer?" she asked with a devious smile.

"Wha? Jo, one: that's illegal to drink underage, two: It's against my moral code to drink!" Brick said wide angry eyes.

"Come on!" Jo whined, "Just one! Pretty please!" Jo begged with puppy dog eyes.

Brick looked at Jo and instantly regretted it. Man, she's using the eyes! Must say no… He thought, but looked at her with a small sigh,"Fine."

Jo's eyes lit up, "Yes!" she jumped into the air happily and grabbed his shirt and once again, dragged him to their next destination, Chris's cabin. It was huge and resembled a two-story log cabin with a gate closed around the entrance. "Come on!" there is a gate with a password pad. "ok push the button, I'll speak."

"You sure? This can't end pretty we're trespassing again!" Brick asked nervously biting his nails and peeing his pants.

"Yes, now stop being a scardy-cat and push the stupid button!" she hissed.

Brick nervously saluted, "Yes, Ma'am!" he held the button for Jo.

A computerized voice came from the pad on the gate, "What's the password?"

Jo smirked confidently,"Chris McLean, is the host with the most!"

The voice spoke again, "Password accepted, you may proceed,"

The gates opened up and closed behind the two teens. "How'd you know the password?"

Jo laughed and grabbed Brick's shoulder so her lips were next to his ear and she whispered, "To be honest," she paused, "I didn't!" they then walked inside and went straight into the kitchen. Jo opened the fridge and pulled out to bottles of beer. "You ready to drink?" she asked with a sly smirk.

"Not really," he said truthfully.

Jo rolled her violet eyes,"Yeah. Yeah, wanna see who can drink faster?"

"Aw what the hey." Brick said with a smile. He held his bottle up in the air, "To team Jock?"

Jo laughed, "You are so weird, but to team Jock!" she clinked her bottle to his. "Ladies first," she mocked.

I can drink my liquor
Faster than a flicker.

Brick rolled his eyes and started guzzling it down as Jo timed him. "Hey Brickhouse," she stopped the timer and said, "Your time was thirty-five point three seconds."

I can drink it quicker
And get even sicker!

She then tossed him the stop watch and opened hers up and drank the entire bottle. "ugh… what's my time?" she walked over to the trashcan.

Brick looked at her worryingly after he stopped the watch," twenty-nine point seven seconds."

He stood up and rubbed her back as she threw up into the can."Ugh…. thanks." She took a breath and said, "Let's do something else."

Brick gave her a 'I told you so' face as they walk around for a while, until Jo spots a safe. "you know-

Jo: I can open any safe.
Brick: Without bein' caught?
Jo: You bet!
Brick: That's what I thought-
you crook!

After that Brick glared at Jo. She still hadn't given him his twenty dollar bill back. 'Jo, can I have my money back?"

"Huh? Money, what is this money you speak of?" she replied batting her eyelashes innocently.

"You know what I'm talking about!" he said taking a step towards Jo for every step she took back, until her back was lying on the cool safe. He lent over towards her ear and whisper huskily, "give me back my twenty dollars and I'll move."

"Here take the money and move!" she pushed him off. Wow he's kinda sexy when he takes charge. Not again- aw whatever he IS hot, she mentally smiled, oh yes he was!

Brick laughed at Jo's flushed face, "Come on, and let's go to the mess hall!" he grabbed her hand into his own and they put everything back in place, locked the place up again, and left towards the mess hall.

The walk back was silent and kind of awkward. They walked inside and sat down at their table. "Hey Brick?"

"Yeah?" he looked at her.

"Who can talk the fastest?"

"well I don't really know…" he replied honestly.

Jo: Anything you say
I can say faster.
Brick: I can say anything
Faster than you.
Jo: No, you can't. (Fast)
Brick: Yes, I can. (Faster)

Jo: No, you can't. (Faster)
Brick: Yes, I can. (Faster)

Jo: Noyoucan't. (Faster)
Brick: YesIcan! (Fastest)

Jo laughed, "we sound stupid!"

Brick looked back at her and chuckled lightly," Yeah we do!" he smiled at Jo," Hey, I got a confession."

"Shoot," she stated after her laughter died down.

I can jump a hurdle.
I can wear a girdle.
I can knit a sweater.
I can fill it better!
I can do most anything!

"I kinda like learning about fashion," he admitted with a flushed face. He then found the floor interesting all of a sudden.

Jo sat there speechless, after a minute or two, Jo finally spoke up," Guess I could tell you something then." He turned his gaze back towards her. "I actually worn a girdle and like to wear dresses sometimes…" now it was Jo's turn to blush beet red and stare at the floor, avoiding any eye contact.

"I can knit a sweater," he admitted sheepishly.

She turned towards him with a shocked expression that soon faded into a smirk, "Bet I can fill it better!" she taunted.

"Yeah yeah, Jo," he said with a slight smile, "you hungry?"

Jo's stomach growled making both her and Brick laugh, "Guess so!"

"What do you want?" he asked kindly as he went towards Chef Hatchet's kitchen.

Jo: Can you bake a pie?

Brick: No.
Jo: Neither can I.

"Just eat this," he said handing her a bowel of cereal and a spoon, then gets one for himself.

"Ok, thanks!" she said eating her cereal happily. After fifteen minutes, they finished eating and were leaning against the Mutant Maggot cabin in silence. "Hey, how about we have one last competition?"

"sure, let's find out who can sing the sweetest," he replied while shrugging his shoulder nonchalantly.

She gave him an odd look, "again with the singing"

"got anything better?" he asked turning his body towards her direction.

"good point." She replied back coping him.

Brick: Anything you can sing
I can sing sweeter.
Jo: I can sing anything
Sweeter than you.
Brick: No, you can't. (Sweetly)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Sweeter)

Brick: No, you can't. (Sweeter)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Sweeter)

Brick: No, you can't. (Sweeter)
Jo: Yes, I can. (Sweetest)

Their faces were just mere inches apart as the kept getting closer and closer after each word.

Brick: No, you can't, can't, can't
Jo: Yes, I can, can, can

Brick pushed his forehead against Jo's and kissed her gently and then pulled back looking into her eyes.

Brick: No you can't

Jo smirk grew a little wider than it had all day.

Jo: Yes I can!

She pulled him into another kiss allowing herself to fall into the gentleness and passion of the kiss with her rival. "Im still better than you!" she said with a playful smile.

"Nope, I think we prove I'm better!" he smiled and kissed again.

AN: finally! This is by far the LONGEST chapter I have ever written for anything! And again I thank my reviewers and Tea-and-Glasses for requesting this song! I really hope ya'll liked this and enjoy your Brick 'dunno' plushies!

`peace!