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The Puns Start Making Sense

The Patriots chose Connor to drive, while the Pioneers chose Courtney. The Pioneers pulled ahead rather quickly, fortunately Connor had a plan. {Connor: So, remember those stink bombs I planted in the Pioneer's RV before Seattle that one time? Well that plan worked so nice, I'm tryin' it twice. *Pulls out remote and presses button. Beeping noise comes from all over area* What the? *Noxious gas explodes from all over* AUGH! What the heck?! I put these on the other RV! *Pulls over and tries to open door but can't get out* What have I done to deserve this?!}

The Patriots were confused at the least. Why had Connor pulled over? Izzy knew. After a few minutes more of trying to open the door and windows to get out, Connor sucked it up and kept driving. The Pioneers still made it first, however. The door finally opened and Connor dove out and started kissing the ground. "Oh sweet Jesus thank you!" He yelled to the sky.

Chris just stared at him. "Yeah, that's normal." He said sarcastically. "Anyways contestants, welcome to Lake Champlain, New York/Quebec. Since the Pioneers got here first they get these." Chef came over and handed each Pioneer an underwater camera. "And the Patriots get these." Chef handed them each a regular camera. "Today's challenge is a photo hunt for the best that lives here in Lake Champlain: the dreaded Champ!"

"Champ?" Duncan said. "How can anything named Champ be threatening?"

"Funny you should say that," Chris said, "Chef's nickname in high school was Champ."

Chef immediately grabbed Duncan's arm and twisted it in a way that shouldn't have been humanly possible. "You trying to say I'm not threatening, punk?"

"No sir." Duncan whimpered. {Duncan: *Looks at his now epically broken arm* Well that sucks.}

{Leshawna: And with that Duncan's out of the challenge. Thanks Chef.} "Little too far there Chef." Chris warned. "Anyways, both teams will be diving underneath the lake to try and snag a photo of Champ with your cameras. First team to get a pic and show it to me wins."

Courtney raised her hand. "But isn't Champ just a myth? How are we supposed to get a picture of a fictional creature?"

"Well, we were originally going to have you try to get a photo of a stuffed version of the beast, but after Tyler came back in Seattle with a real picture of Bigfoot, we decided you should try for the real thing." {Courtney: Stupid Tyler!} "Oh, and, as an added bonus, all divers will have to wear these special wetsuits and oxygen helmets for the challenge. Two members of each team will be viewing a sonar map to try and direct their teammates towards Champ. Pick who'll be staying above."

Both teams huddled up. "I think the two that should stay above are Heather and Izzy," Connor said, "any objections?"

"Um, yeah." Izzy said. "Why can't I be a diver?"

"Because you were the one who jacked with the front seat and made us get here last." Connor said.

"I did not!" {Izzy: I totally did! It was so easy it almost wasn't fun. Almost.}

"Okay, then how about Heather and I stay above then?" Leshawna suggested.

"That works."

The Pioneers meanwhile weren't having as easy a time deciding. "I think it would be a major waste of my mad swimming skills if I stayed above!" Harold argued. "Why can't someone else do it instead?"

"Because I need a way to keep entertained since I can't participate." Duncan said annoyed. "Just deal with it, Doris!"

There was grumbling, but Harold agreed. Chris had one more thing to announce. "Oh, and as an added bonus each helmet has a special radio communicator so that you can communicate. But be careful because whatever you say everyone will hear." The teams groaned.

This would not be fun.