Disclaimer: All rights belong to Teletoon ©, Cartoon Network ©, Fresh TV © and the creators of Total Drama. No profit is being made in the making of the fanfiction. This fan-fiction contains scenes of extreme stunts performed by fan-made teens. Do not try any of what you see here at song. Seriously, you could get reaaally messed up

Rating: PG. There may be some content in this story that is not appropriate for younger children. However, there is nothing here they wouldn't say on Total Drama.

Quick Summary: Two years after "Total Drama World Tour" finished airing, Chris McLean has seemingly lost the fame that he adored. In an attempt to be famous again, Chris has recruited twenty-three badly mismatched teenagers, Chef Hatchet, some interns, a couple cameramen and a special surprise and has rented Camp Wawanakwa once again. Competing in camp-themed challenges, the twenty-three teenagers will be judged by their peers until there is only one teen left. The last camper standing will be the winner of C$100,000.


Chapter One, Part Two: "A Camp for Chumps"


"Now, may you follow your awesome host?" Chris beamed, walking up a small, sandy ramp.

The contestants followed suit, except for Coraline who got caught up looking at her surroundings.

"This right here is my favourite place in the island. The bonfire," Chris stated, throwing a match into some wood to ignite a fire.

"Don't be afraid to ask why it's my fave place, guys."

"Wasn't planning on it," Charlie snorted.

"Anyhow, you may now take a seat in these comfy log-things," Chris said, jerking his thumb at twenty-three tree stumps which were lined up in a row of eleven and a row of twelve.

Chris then moved to behind an oil drum and pulled out a plastic bag, filled with sugar-covered marshmallows.

"Every night at the ever-so-dramatic Campfire Ceremonies, I will hand out marshmallows one-by-one. If you receive a marshmallow, It means that you're safe and can spend one more day in the competition."

Chris then reached inside the bag, got a marshmallow out and chucked it at an unaware Chad.

"Ow!" he protested.

"If you do not receive a marshmallow, it's na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, hey-hey-hey, goodbye! " Chris sang, chuckling.

The camera cut straight to Chris standing in the middle of a forest, with a wooden bathroom stall behind him.

"This beauty right here is—"

"A bathroom, duh!" Derrell rudely interrupted.

"More than that, my fame-hungry competitor. This is our confessional. Inside this ordinary-ish bathroom, there is a camera. You may share your innermost thoughts in here, get something off your chest, trash-talk your fellow contestants or simply talk about how awesome I am," Chris beamed.


*start*

Confession Cam; Lily: Chris wants us to dish dirt in a place that smells like this? Totally un-cool. Time to spice things up with a little albizia julibrissin scent! (takes a small perfume with an airbag sprayer out of her handmade basket)

Confession Cam; Janice: Ugh, that flower girl is already getting on my last nerves already. Anyways, I will totally win this. I mean, have you seen my competition? They're a bunch of unfits.

Confession Cam; Hugo: Am I the only one that wonders why Chris overuses the word 'awesome'?

*end*


"Alright, I'm sure y'all have had a chance to try out our new-and-improved confessional. How is it improved you might ask? We fixed a minor crack. Now, it's time to introduce you to your living habitats for the next couple of weeks," Chris bragged.

Chris led the twenty-three teenagers to two small cabins.

"Right here are your cozy, comfy cabins. You cannot ask for a better bed than a bunk bed, can 'ya?"

A wave of "Yes we could"'s followed Chris' rhetorical question.

"Anyways, unlike previous seasons, we have hired a supervisor for you crazy kiddos. Let me introduce you to Steward Applecrumb! Camp Wawanakwa's official counselor and supervisor," Chris grinned.

"I'm sure you guys will get along with him ever-so-swimmingly."

"What do you think we are? 5 year old kids?" Sneice scoffed.

"Of course not. You can be worse than them," a voice said while a teenager emerged from behind the cabins.

"I'm Steward – Stu for short," he introduced himself.

"You will follow Chris' orders or you'll face consequences, got it? Got it? Good. The east cabin will go to the boys, while the west cabin will go to the girls," Steward strictly ordered.

"Awe, chicks and guys aren't in the same cabins?" a disappointed Ron asked before receiving a slap from Brooke.

"I'll be giving you guys five minutes – no more, no less – for you to unpack," Chris said.

The guys and girls divided themselves and headed to their respective cabins, carrying their belongings with them.

Chad was the first to arrive at the east cabin's door. Once he opened it, a small cloud of dust popped out, making Chad cough violently.

"Are we really staying here?" Chad whined, approaching a bunk.

"Crew, bring me a wide comfort pillow with some clean sheets!"

While Chad awaited what he would never get, Evan & Felix entered the cabin.

"Do you already have an agent?" Evan asked Felix.

"Look, I'm not interested in any of your cheap projects at the moment, okay?" Felix rolled his eyes as he put his belongings on a top bunk.

Evan immediately took the bunk underneath, setting his luggage on the bottom bunk.

Ron quickly made his way to the bunk nearest to the window with the view of the girls' cabin and fist pumped. "This one's mine!"

Hugo smiled and then chose the bunk beneath Ron.

"Yo dudes, shouldn't we have a small party for our first day?" Hugo suggested, removing clothes from his suitcase and throwing them everywhere across the room.

Kyle and Tom entered the cabin and chose the pair of bunks next to Ron and Hugo's while Derrell entered the room, only to get hit with a pair of shorts courtesy of Hugo.

"Not really, freak," Derrell grimaced while shooting Hugo an eye-dagger and choosing a bunk next to the door.

He then took a basketball poster out of his suitcase and put it on the wall.

Steve was the next one to enter the room. Immediatly, he approached Derrell.

"I want the bottom bunk, if you may."

"Hah, you'll have to fight for it, loser!" Derrell chuckled, pushing Stevve.

"Well, you asked for it," Steve shrugged.

Steve then nerve pinched Derrell, causing him to faint.

Meanwhile, Rodney & Charlie decided to bunk together.

"I've got one rule only, okay? Just stay as far away from me as possible and you shall be alright," Charlie stated, sarcastically giving Rodney as thumbs-up as he climbed to the top bunk.

This left a scared Rodney unpacking his luggage on the bottom bunk.

"Any room for me, mates?" John asked, entering the guys' cabin.

In response, Tom pointed to the bunk below Chad.

"No way I'm bunking with this loser!" Chad frowned while watching John unpack his stuff.

"Aye, friend! We're partners!" John ecstatically exclaimed, giving Chad a grin.

"This is gonna be fun!"

In the girls cabin…

"Oh my Gosh! That Felix guy is like, a total hunk. Didn't you love it when he appeared in that action movie commercial?" Tiffany asked Sneice as she walked into the girls' cabin.

"I know, right?" Sneice agreed, nodding her head.

Accidentally, Sneice stepped on a cockroach while making her way to a bottom bunk. Sneice set down her leopard-print suitcase down on a bottom bunk while Tiffany put her belongings on the bunk on top of Sneice.

In the meantime, a sobbing Trish entered the cabin with lily.

"A-and then she said, 'Go honey, you'll be a star'. So I packed up and –" Trish could not continue her sentence for she began to bawl.

While Trish wept, Lily helped Trish unpack.

Brenda was the next female to enter the room. She set down her suitcase on a bottom bunk near the door. As Janice entered the cabin, she saw the corner of her eye and grinned deviously.


*start*

Confession Cam; Janice: See that Brenda girl? She's basically begging for an alliance.

*end*


Out of practically nowhere, Coraline appeared behind the door and cartwheeled herself towards Santana.

"Hey, Santana! Wanna bunk or are you already bunking with that thing?" Coraline happily chirped, gesturing towards a hairball that was on Santana's suitcase.

"Ehhh, sure, I guess," Santana replied, unsure of how to react.

"Uh, Ka—Kath—can – may yo—" Brooke stammered while Kathie attempted to climb to the top bunk of a bunk bed without using the ladder, kicking Brooke's belongings over in the process.

Finally, when Kathie's hands grasped the top bunk, she fell down on the hard wooden floor.

"Ow!" Kathie screamed.

Elena then entered the room, and noticed that there were no empty bunks left.

"Uhm, Steward. Can you come here?" Elena called.

Once Steward entered the room, Elena asked.

"May you tell me where I'm going to sleep?"

"Ohhh, right. Not my prob," Steward nonchalantly shrugged.

"You can sleep there," Steward smiled and then pointed to a small sandbox right outside of the cabin.

Suddenly, Chris' voice was heard through the camp's intercoms.

"Contestants, meet me at the mess hall now! I repeat – mess hall! Meet me there now!" Chris' voice boomed.

"What do you think the dude wants now?" Hugo asked John while exiting the boys' cabin.

"Dunno," John shrugged.

Once everyone left their cabins, the twenty-three contestants began walking towards the mess hall where Chris was supposed to meet them.

Once all of the competitors arrived, Chris spoke.

"Welcome to the mess hall , contestants – or should I say campers?" Chris chuckled.

"Ew, that is so first season," Sneice commented.

"Anyhow, I'd like to introduce you campers to another familiar figure! Chef Hatchet, come on out, please!" Chris announced.

On cue, a tough-looking, dark skinned male with an old-fashioned mustache and a sneer on his face kicked down the mess hall's door.

"Listen to me you punks! I've got three rules. One: I serve my food three times a day, and you'll have to eat it three times a day even if I have to shove it down your bony throats. Two: My kitchen is forbidden territory, so do not get yo' butts in here! And three: No one may ask me what my food contains or else!" Chef Hatchet yelled, sending Rodney sprawling backwards.

"Oh, oh, oh! Can we eat?" Coraline implored.

"Unfortunately, we don't have time to eat a good meal, so instead you guys will be competing in this season's first challenge!" Chris proclaimed over the groans.

"In this little challenge that I have dubbed 'Find the Token', you guys will have to search the island left and right attempting to find one of these small, gracious tokens," Chris explained, pulling out a small token out of his shirt pocket.

"However—"

"So we basically just have to find a token? Easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy," Steve confidently grinned.

"Not as easy, my friend," Chris pointed out, showing the campers the token again.

"Since when are we friends?" Steve asked.

"There's a catch! These little friends of mine have a secret," Chris stated, referring to the token.

"Shut up already and tell us that there are only twenty-two tokens!" Derrell screamed while many contestants exchanged preoccupied looks.

Chris rolled his eyes, "Way to ruin the drama, dude."

"Easy as stealing candy from a baby, which happen to be all of you," Chad grinned, regarding the challenge. He then got closer to Chris and swiftly took the token out of Chris' hand.

"I've found the first one."

"Way to go, my man!" Chris laughed, putting his arm around Chad's shoulder.

"There's already one token found, campers, so you'd better hurry!" Chris proclaimed.


*start*

Confession Cam; Chad: It actually worked? I mean, of course it did. Just shows you how good of a player I am.

Confession Cam; Tom: Why didn't I think about that? (smacks himself over head)

Confession Cam; Tiffany: This is my first confessional ever! Eeeeeeeeeeeeee—(gets cut off)

*end*


"Obviously the best place a token could be is at the top of a huge cliff. Even if it ain't there, I can still jump my way back here, eh?" Tom told himself.

"Alright, let's do this then!" Tom enthused, throwing a fist into the air.

Tom then ran into Kyle, who was stretching.

"Oh, hey. Wanna team to find our tokens, bro?" Kyle proposed.

"Sure thing," Tom agreed.

"But you might have to jump off a cliff. That okay with you?" Tom asked.

"Meh, I've done scarier things in my life," Kyle shrugged.

"Good to hear 'cause it's gonna be one heck of a belly-flop if we do this wrong," Tom stated, rubbing his stomach.

"Oh, I'm in! That'll make for an epic snapshot," Rodney chimed in.

"Then let's call it a team!" Tom cheered as Kyle and Rodney high-fived each other.

"I'm going to take pictures of everything, just in case," Rodney told her team as they started to walk towards the base of the cliff.

"Sure, go ah—" Tom was suddenly blinded temporarily with a flash.

"Whoah, man! Give me a shout first!"

"Oh, sorry," Rodney apologized.

The team continued to walk quietly for some minutes with Rodney taking pictures at certain points.

Suddenly, Kyle broke out in a song.

" I wanna beeeeeee... "

After some brief confusion, Tom gave Kyle a thumbs up. "You've got talent at it, bro!"

"You sure do," Rodney agreed, snapping a picture of Kyle singing.

All of a sudden, a delighted bird flew onto Kyle's shoulder, dropping a token into Kyle's hands. The bird then flew off again.

"We found one!" Kyle cried, holding the token.

"Who should keep it?"

"It should be yours. After all, it was your singing," Rodney smiled while Tom agreed with a silent nod.

The three boys soon arrived at the bottom of the cliff and then followed the path to the top. Once they got there, there was no token to be seen.

"I guess we were wrong about the token being here," Kyle frowned.

However, Tom interrupted him.

"Shhh, listen carefully," Tom grinned, nearing the end of the cliff.

"There it is!"

There was a small token hanging by a worn-out rope. The only way the team could grab it was by jumping off the cliff.

"I'll do it. You'd better take a photo of it," Tom told Rodney, who got the camera ready.

Tom then ran towards the cliff and performed a somersault in mid-air. As he got closer to the token, he snatched it from the rope.

"Awwwwwweeeesoooooomeeeee!" Tom yelled, propelling towards the waters of the lake as fast as a rocket.


*start*

Confession Cam; Tom: (grins as he shows the audience his token) This is just a small part of what I've gotta show on this show!

Confession Cam; Kyle: Should I think of that as an act of bravery or as an act of craziness? (thinks for some seconds) Craziness, it is.

Confession Cam; Rodney: How will I tell him that seven out of the ten photos I took are blurry? (smashes head against the confessional wall leaving a small dent)

*end*


"I guess you're the only one without a token," Kyle said, patting Rodney on the back.

"Yeah," Rodney frowned, walking down the cliff looking at the pictures he took. Suddenly, he stopped and gasped.

"Check this out!" Rodney shrieked, handing Kyle his camera. The camera had a picture of some bushes with a squirrel running around on its screen.

Kyle blinked, "What? Have you never seen a squirrel?"

"Lame!" Coraline screeched, popping up from behind a bush randomly and then disappearing again.

"Ignoring the squirrel, look at the very bottom of that bush!" Rodney cried.

Rodney & Kyle then traced back his steps and got to the bush. Rodney then reached into the bush and pulled out a token.

"And there's more," Rodney continued.

"Remember when Tom jumped off the cliff, begging me to take a pic? Well, I noticed that there's also a token right next to that small rock."

"That's cool, man. But we've already got our tokens," Kyle shrugged.

Rodney and Kyle then began walking back to the campgrounds to show Chris their tokens. At that moment, Janice came into the camera's view, smugly grinning.

"Why, thank you, Rodney."

"Well, as I was saying, I think you're the only person that's still sane around here. I mean, you've got people singing to birds and people diving off cliffs… on the first day!" Santana's voice boomed from afar.

"Hehe, thanks!" Oh, hi, Janice!" Brenda greeted Janice, looking at Janice's closed fist with a token inside it.

"I see you've found a token already. Wanna help us?"

"Help? Ha! Why would I help an imbec—" Janice cut her sentence shrot, thinking about her possible alliance with Brenda. She then took a deep breath and continued.

"Sure, I'll help you. You just have to follow me and you'll have a token in no time!"

"Since when are you our leader? In fact, since when are we a team?" Santana asked, cocking her eyebrow.

Brenda smiled at Santana, "Chill, she just wants to help us. Right?"


*start*

Confession Cam; Santana: Disregard that comment 'bout her being sane.

*end*


Following Janice, Santana & Brenda began walking towards the cabins where Janice believed that there could be tokens.

"There will be some here for sure, girls," Janice beamed.

Out of nowhere, Coraline's head peeked out from behind one of the cabins.

"There are two tokens on top of each cabin, ladies and gentleman!" Coraline yelled, and then backflipped off the cabins.

At that moment, Trish, Lily & Charlie began running towards the cabins, making it to the cabins in a short amount of time.

Immediately, Trish, Lily, Charlie, Santana, Brenda and Janice looked at each other nervously.

"We're not gonna believe her, right?" Santana asked, earning awkward nods from everyone around her.

"Sooo," Brenda oddly sighed, breaking the silence.

"Forget this, those tokens are ours!" Trish yelled, pushing Santana to the ground.

Soon, a fight broke out in between Trish, Lily, Santana and Brenda.

In the meantime, Charlie slyly climbed onto one of the cabins' roof and found a token.


*start*

Confession Cam; Charlie Did I pair up with those girls? Heck yes. Do I care if they get eliminated right now? Heck no. I'm out to win this, and I'm only looking out for myself. (shoots the camera an evil smile)

*end*


While the girls were fighting over the remaining token, Ron & Brooke decided to pair up in an attempt to find two tokens.

"As long as you don't annoy me with any of your antics, we'll be fine, 'kay?" Brooke told Ron, who nodded solemnly.

"Y'know, he could've hidden it right in front of our noses. Let's go check the dock," Ron suggested.

"Nice thinking. Let's go," Brooke smiled.


*start*

Confession Cam; Ron: Did'cha see that? She smiled at me! And according to the Big Dumb Book About Girls, when they smile it means they like you! (winks and then roars)

*end*


Once Ron & Brooke arrived at the Dock of Shame, they began looking around.

"Check in between the wooden plank-things," Ron told Brooke.

Unfortunately, Brooke found nothing.

She let out a sigh, "Well, it was a good idea, but it got us nowhere. Let's try somewhere else."

Ron shot Brooke a sly grin, "We could always stay at the Dock and spend some quality time here."

"Are you deaf? I said no flirting!" Brooke yelled, before kicking Ron in the groin and storming off.

"Whoah, wait!" Ron managed to utter in a squeaky voice.


*start*

Confession Cam; Ron: (holding an icepack) She so likes me.

*end*


"Dude, we can totally rock Hollywood," Evan told Felix, entering the camera's view.

Felix rolled his eyes.

"I told you, Evan. I'm not interested."

"But we can be A-Listers!" Evan added.

"Look, man. I've been trying to be nice to you, but how many times do I need to tell you that I am not interested in any of your projects?" Felix finally snapped.

Once he finished his sentence, Felix walked off, leaving a shocked Evan behind.


*start*

Confession Cam; Evan: Trying to be nice to me? Hah, as if. I'm the one being nice! (pulls out a handkerchief and blows his nose, before throwing the handkerchief off-screen) Once "Mr.-Oh-I'm-So-Hunky" realizes that he needs me to get further in this game, I will let him rot in the depths of geek-dom until he is eliminated.

*end*


As Evan paced around the camp, he eyed Ron who was sitting on the Dock of Shame.

Evan decided to approach Ron.

"Weren't you with the bookworm?"

"Weren't you with the model?"

"I decided to ditch them. He was lacking both physical and mental power to help me," Evan led.

"So, wanna be a team?" Ron finally asked after a small pause.

Evan shrugged his shoulders, "Will do."

"Oh my Gosh! Look what I found!" Brooke cheered from a distance, displaying her token to the camera.

"That's awesome," Ron smiled as Brooke past by him.

However, Brooke simply shunned him, leaving Ron depressed.

"That looked like a sitcom comedy to me," Evan chuckled as he strolled along in the forest.

"That's kinda mean," Ron frowned. He then tripped on a twig and fell face-first onto a bush.

"Crap!"

"Ugh! Ow, that hurts!" Ron screamed, opening his eyes and realizing that a token was inside the bush.

"She dumps you and your luck changes for the worst. Predictable," Evan grinned.

"Yep. My luck totally changed. For the best!" Ron laughed, literally rubbing his token in Evan's face.

"Sayonara, 'Sir Token-less'!" Ron yelled, giving Evan a mocking salute and then running off.

"Are you freaking serious?" Evan yelled at the sky.

Suddenly, Coraline jumped off a tree.

"Oh, hello there!" Coraline mysteriously greeted Evan.

"What? Are you here to mock me too? Rub that I've got no token in my face?" Evan frowned, kicking some dirt.

"As much as I'm tempted to, I've come here to help you," Coraline winked.

"I don't need your help," Evan stubbornly stated.

"Sure, whatevs," Coraline shrugged before grabbing Evan's shirt collar and throwing him into the nearby confessional.


*start*

Confession Cam; Evan: What the heck? Crazy girl, get me out of here! What the f—(notices something and picks it up) It was… right in front of our noses the entire time! (shows token to the camera) Take that, Ron! Take that, Felix!

*end*


Evan then kicked the confessional door open and began to dance happily. As Santana walked by, Evan ran up to her and showed her his token.

"I did it! I did it!" Evan happily chanted.

Santana furrowed her eyebrows. "What exactly did you do?"

"No! Augh! Well, at least I've got a token!" Evan yelled, stomping his foot.

Meanwhile…

Chad & Chris were next to the Campfire Ceremony site, watching the challenge on several screens.

"I bet that Brenda girl gets the next token," Chad guessed.

"I'm betting on Coraline. Chick's unpredictable," Chris remarked.

A couple of seconds later, Evan, Brooke & Tom arrived at the bonfire.

"Found t. Quite easily might I add," Evan boasted.

Tom handed Chris his token.

"Here, dude."

"Here's my token," Brooke said, depositing her token in Chris' hand.

"Way to go, campers. You have now secured yourselves a place into the final twenty-two. Heh, heh," Chris chuckled a bit.

A few seconds afterwards, Steve sprinted into the Campfire Ceremony site.

"I knew it," Steve smugly grinned, sticking his hand into the bag of marshmallows and then pulling out a token.

All of a sudden, Derrell began to approach Steve from behind and turned him around. Derrell attempted to punch Steve, but Steve instead ducked and used his index finger to stab Derrell in the throat and subsequently knock him out.


*start*

Confession Cam; Steve: That guy's gettin' pretty annoying to deal with. That strike could've killed him, but I just wanted to teach him a lesson. Hopefully, that'll get that nuisance to stop.

*end*


Meanwhile in the forest, Tiffany & Sneice had paired up.

"So then I was like, 'that's totally not your business'," Tiffany said as Sneice choked out a pity laugh.

"Hah! I've got the token!" Brenda's voice echoed from far away.

"If you don't mind, can we just focus on the challenge?" Sneice requested, looking around for a token.

"Fine," Tiffany agreed.

"Hey, look who's there!" Sneice exclaimed, pointing at Kathie who was attempting to climb a tree with Elena beside her.

"Kathie, don't you think we should move on to another place, maybe?" Elena asked.

"No, no. It's cool. I've got this," Kathie assured her.

"Can't we just go now? We're gonna be eliminated if we don't budge," Elena stated, biting her bottom lip nervously.

"Well, you're the one standing there doing absolutely nothing! You could always go alone, y'know?" Kathie shot back, glaring at Elena.

Suddenly, Santana, Trish & Lily appeared besides Kathie and Elena.

"Seems lke we all had no luck in finding a token, eh?" Santana commented.

"Yep," Tiffany agreed.

"Hey, aren't we all girls by the way?"

"Not really, aye. We still haven't had any luck in the treasure hunt either," John interrupted.

"Yeah. This treasure hunt's getting pretty un-gnarly," Hugo commented.

"But, hey, why don't we all team up?"

Tiffany accepted Hugo's request, "Sure why not?"

Shortly after Tiffany, John & Hugo departed elsewhere, leaving Santana, Elena, Kathie, Trish, Lily and Sneice alone.

"Traitor," Santana muttered.

"Yes! Finally!" Kathie excitedly cried, hopping down from a tree with a token in her hand.

Kathie then left the group of girls, content with her token.

"So, are we going to try to do something or not?" Santana spoke up.

"Well, where do you think we should start looking, 'o wise one'?" Sneice frowned.

"Inside the cabins," Santana stated.

"The flowers," Lily innocently contemplated.

"A safe place," Trish whimpered.

"Well, this isn't gonna get us anywhere. I say we split," Santana frowned.

Each girl then parted to their respective locations. Sneice went to the mess hall, Trish went to the medical tent and Santana went back to the campgrounds.

Ten minutes later…

Right outside the cabins, Lily reached behind a flower pot and pulled out a token, silently cheering.

"How lucky of me," Lily beamed, somewhat arrogantly, hugging her token.

She then began skipping towards Chris as the camera cut to Trish right outside the medical tent.

Trish slowly entered the medical tent and began looking around for a token. Trish then lifted up a blue bed-sheet and pulled out a token, smiling.

"Give me a T! Give me an R! Give me an I! Give me an S! Give me an H! Triiiiish!" she cheered.


*start*

Confession Cam; Trish: Looks like luck was on my side.

*end*


Meanwhile, Santana's guess to go to the cabins was not right as she left the cabins without a token. She held back a sob.

"It's not like I really wanted to stay here, anyways."

She then began to sulk towards the bonfire, kicking a small pebble.

On the beach, John, Tiffany and Hugo began to look for a token. Tiffany and Hugo were trying to lift up an immense rock, while John began to dig.

"Dude, why would Chris hide it there?" Hugo queried.

"I might fail at every pirate task ever invented, but I know this sand was recently moved," John said, and with a grin, pulled out a token.

"Congrats on getting your own token. Now we just need to find ours," Tiffany sighed.

"Don't worry, matey, I ain't leaving no one behind!" John affirmed the rest of hs team.

"Come with me, aye!"

John then led Tiffany & Hugo to a nearby cave.

"There should be a couple of tokens in here," John winked.

Tiffany & Hugo then entered the dark cave.

"It's too dark in here, man!" Hugo yelled, as echo repeated the last words he said.

"Wait! I think I've got something!" Tiffany enthused.

After a few seconds, her cheering turned to chill screaming. Tiffany came running out of the cave with a token in her hand and a bat flying over her head. Seconds later, Hugo also exited the cave, running after Tiffany.

"I'll save you!"

The camera panned over to Sneice in the mess hall.

"I need to be careful. Chef said this is 'no one's land' or whatever," Sneice told herself.

As if greeting her, a token was standing in the table next to her.

"Nice," Sneice smugly grinned, grabbing the token and stuffing it into her shoe.


*start*

Confession Cam; Sneice: I'd better receive something for getting that token.

*end*


Santana, passing through the Campfire Ceremony, saw Chad grinning and displaying his token.

"I'm sure you'd like one too," Chad taunted.

As Santana was about to head to the girls' cabin to pack up her belongings, she noticed a token hung up on the strands of lights.

Standing on a tree stump, Santana jumped and swiftly grabbed the token.

"Yes!" Santana celebrated, smashing her token against the ground as if she had done a touchdown.

As Ron passed by, he cocked an eyebrow.

"Nothing to see here. You can hit the bricks now," Santana dismissed.

A few meters away from her, Derrell woke up, mumbling incoherently.

Suddenly, Derrell spat out a token. "Augh, what the heck?"


*start*

Confession Cam; Derrell: I'm not going down with a fight… another fight. Sure, I might've lost the first two. But you know what they say, right? "Third time lucky". Watch out Steve, 'cause Derrell is coming right at'cha, brother.

*end*