A/N; Hello people! Below are a lift of campers. Oh and suprise guest, hint: This is to Neantherthal.

And even more below, is a fourm to send some MAIL! Oh and suprise guest, hint: This is to Neantherthal.


DIANCES

· Altalria

· Whimscott

· Makoto

· Haruka(ELIMANATED)

· Alakazam (ELIMANATED)

· Loppuny

· Purrlion

· Espeon

· Skitty

HOOPAS

· Staraptor

· Luxray

· Arcanine

· Budew

· Braixen

· Happiny

· Raen

· Bellossom(ELIMANATED)

· Sylveon


DIANCE BOYS

Purrlion flopped onto his painfully uncomfortable cot. But somehow, the look on his face made it seem like the filthy piece of cloth that had springs duct-taped to it, was fluffier than a cloud. "No more Alakazam, FOREVER!" He crowed, contently.

"But now we're like, covered with girls since we are the only guys…Only two n-not three…" Makoto started tearing up again.

-000-

"I still am not over Haruka being gone. Yet, I'm not mad at anyone voting him off…" Mako sniffed.

-000-

"So what?" The ninja shrugged. "We'll survive." Purrlion was smiling creepily long now. "Life IS good after all."

-000-

"There is NO WAY anyone can mess up my day tomorrow. All I need is beau-day sleep." Purrlion sighed with joy.

-000-

Frillish tiptoed on to the dock with Emboar as they giggled. "Ok its 1am and this time on Poffin Island…" The main host whispered. "We are going to have a night challenge, starting in 3…2…1…" BLEEEEEP! "WAKE UP AND MEET ME IN THE MESS HALL, YO!" The screams and groans of anguish from the campers reached miles and miles, Purrlion's reaching a mile more. But never would they have guessed that these screams had reached Loser Island. Bellossom laughed maniacally. "It worked! It worked! Feel the wrath of PLASMAA!" She looked at the little plants by her feet. "Wait I didn't even kill them yet… Well then. FOR PLASMAAAA!" She yanked out the plants and threw them to the ocean. A figure, defiantly not a pokemon, and certainly not human, took a mighty leap as he swam after the poor veggies. An inhumane, unknown sound came out from the beast as he drew closer to not only the plants, but Poffin Island.


Loppuny was happily talking with Skitty, with random interjections from Whimscott, who was extra grumpy due to the sudden wake up call. She pushed the pink feline away from the superstar.

"Um, can you not?" The Hen kitty protested.

-000-

Skitty was fuming, smoke coming from her ears. "For all the 12- I mean, 11 conversations I had with Loppuny, Fluff-Brain just HAS to barge in… It's getting on my nerves."

-000-

Whimscott stroked her precious hair. "Skitty is getting in my way. Its time she gets out of my hair." The fairy-grass type laughed. "Now I see why Purrlion does this stuff. It's fun!"

-000-

Purrlion was moping about, but brightened when Espeon handed him his pun doll which proved to be a huge mistake.

"Did you hear about the guy who got his left side cut off? He's all right now." The doll squeaked, annoyingly.

-000-

Espeon examined her claws. "Remind me to destroy that doll, once and for all."

-000-

Purrlion hugged his plush with happiness. "Remind me to keep this little guy safe. It's like my life is now complete when I'm with him."

-000-

Makoto and Altalria started an awkward conversation about ocean waves, that later transformed into candy waves.

"It's this weird meme I found on PokeTube. I really don't get it." The floatation weasel shrugged.

"I don't get why people would waste time on this content, when they can-" The bird's grin materialized out of nothing.

"Kill things…" Makoto backed away, and joined Loppuny and Skitty.

-000-

Altalria banged her head against the walls of the confessional. "CURSE! THIS! RIDONCULUS! VOICE! That was my chance to tell Makoto about Whimscott! ARRRRRGHHHHHH!"

-000-

Sylveon got everyone into formation in exactly 5.2 seconds. Which was a new personal record.

-000-

"I have a second way of getting my team into formation." Sylveon announced, proud. "Yeah a still use the classic dragon persuasion, but this is what I use in my gang. Simply tell 'em that if they don't get into place, we'll have another talk about vegetarians and My Little Ponyta. I still have no idea why it works so well though…"

-000-

He marched as the head, leading his team like he led his gang. Budew and Happiny still weren't talking to one another. Their silence troubled Staraptor, and she started making faces and jokes which had no effect for the first time.

-000-

"I don't like seeing the sugar cookie being all gloomy…But this is serious! If my THIS won't work…" Staraptor stuck out her tongue, crossed her eyes, and flapped her wings. "Then Happiny's behavior must be put into psychological study!"

-000-

These faces caught the attention of their unofficial team dictator.

"Your face is making my OCD, HURT! So stop!"

"Well your face is a disgrace to the pokemon race!" Staraptor retorted.

Raen stepped between them. "Sylveon, I have an answer to your question. The Evil Naiver wanted to hurt that Ponyta, Twilight Spark-le and her Blitzed friend, Rainbow Flash…Because not only did they accidently steal his birthday cake, but it was his sweet sixteen birthday cake! And you are only sixteen once."

"Good work, Raen! No analyst thought of that yet…Like I said, good work." Sylveon grinned, forgetting about his hurt OCD. Raen beamed. It felt so nice to have someone praise him.

Luxray trudged onward to the dreaded Mess Hall. Braixen in front of him, Arcanine behind. Each trying to get his attention. His droopy gaze and messed up fur, not like himself at all.

-000-

"I just want to SLEEP! NO MORE TALKING!" Luxray seethed, pulling on his mane.

-000-

Thankfully, for Luxray, once they reached the Hall, Frillish started yapping.

"Did you like the wake-up call?" Glares and groans made the Unova pokemon smile.

"Glad you appreciated it. It took 5 whole minutes of planning."

"The joys of having a considerate host…" Arcanine murmured.

"AHEM! Rude interruption!" Frillish coughed. "Anyways. Tonight we have a night challenge. As you can see. First off, we have a pre-challenge called, 'History Rules.' I know, I know, sounds boring. But it was required to do an educational episode. So, what has to be done is simple. For me."

Emboar's lips quirked up.

"As for you, each team is going to have to replay three scenes of history, each scene has its own area, as you can see." Frillish nodded to the tables lined with science project boards, filled with props. Each had its personal Polygon. "To receive an item, you must re-do the scene well enough. The Polygons at each station will judge that. Whichever team finishes the fastest keeps all the items. They also get to eliminate one item from the slower team. Once you are done collecting your items, come back to home. I.e., where we are standing. Keep in mind that these items be useful later on. What scenes will you be acting out? Well that's what this hat is for."

Frillish gestured to a fancy top hat that Emboar was holding.

"Why did you wake us in the middle of the night? The challenge seems to be ok at day, right?" Budew asked with a yawn.

"Because I was bored, and wanted some entertainment. Immediately. That is why. But anyway, one member of each team, please step forward and choose three pieces of paper please. And read them out loud please."

Sylveon came first. He stuck in his paw, and pulled out,

"The Nicene Tea Party, the Hen renaissance dance, and a battle between two Johto samurai. Sweet!"

Whimscott came for the Diances. "The traditional Kanto tea ceremony, the crowning coronation of Kalos, and the dressing for a Victorian Hoenn ball."

"Ok," said Frillish, clasping his tentacles. "Start acting…Now!" BLEEEEP!

-000-

"Compared to the other team's scenes, we suck. We really got to work fast if we want to win this."

Purrlion stressed. "Then we'll be ancient history, huh?" he giggled at the pun.

-000-

"So I suggest we do the Coronation first." Altalria sniffed. "It takes the longest, and as far as my knowledge goes, we can breeze through the rest."

"The Kanto tea ceremony CAN be a vexatious concept." Espeon noted. "But if we don't spill anything we should be fine."

"Hoenn Ball dressing can mean some serious biz." Skitty chimed in. "But it really depends on how picky you are."

"You should know 'cause your SOOO RICH!" Whimscott put her hands to her face with mock admiration.

Loppuny sighed. "So we're doing…Coronation, Ceremony, Ball. Right?"

"I think we have a plan, then." Makoto clarified.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Move it people! We don't have all day- I mean, night!" Purrlion corrected himself, and the Diances headed toward their first station.


The Hoopa's were not at all worried. "We got this. We already beat them twice in a row, this should be easy. And plus, three times a charm, right?"

Luxray perked up with sudden confidence. "YEAH! LEZ DO DIS!"

"Which one should we do first? Got any ideas, Happiny?" Budew glanced at her, hopeful.

-000-

"Happiny has been giving me the cold shoulder," Budew sighed. "And I really want to talk to her again…"

-000-

"N-not really." Happiny replied coolly.

-000-

"I've been giving Budew the cold shoulder." The playhouse pokemon said matter-of-factly. "I d-don't

th-think I want to give him that chance to apologize, y-yet."

-000-

"I reckon we should do that tea party, first. Which by the way, is not a party. I pretty much know the stuff we learn that stuff in the ol' school house."

Arcanine sniffed. "I think we should do the samurai battle first."

"But the tea party seems to be the most work, so we should just get it out of the way." Budew protested.

"Fine." The stripped canine retorted.

"LEZ MOVE!" Luxray yelled, ecstatic with confidence, practically bouncing. They hurried over to their first station.


The Porygon in the coronation table eyed them closely as they scanned the script, and props, as well as argue for which position.

"I should be the queen getting coroneted?" Skitty asked, innocently.

"No. You already get to spoiled at home, Richie Rich!" Whimscott claimed.

"Why don't I be the queen?" Loppuny suggested, sweating.

-000-

"The last thing I need right now is my friends fighting." Loppuny gnawed on her nails.

-000-

"Purrlion, you can be the Bishop of Camphier, Makoto, you can be the Bishop of Geosenge. Now, stand next to Loppuny…" Altalria pushed the two to their positions.

-000-

"Another thing slightly useful about my flock is that we fly EVERYWHERE. Including Kalos." Altalria beamed with pride.

-000-

"Now, get the door." Altalria motioned to Whimscott, who rolled her eyes. "You can be the Cantor of Cathedral, and Skitty, you can be the Grand Chamberlain."

"Why does she get high status?" The fluffy haired pokemon narrowed her eyes.

-000-

"Look, I understand that Skinny Neck is a smarty pants. But she still shouldn't be biased." Whimscott twirled a strand of her cottony hair around her finger.

-000-

Altalria groaned. "It does not matter." Now, Loppuny, Skitty, stand behind the door."

"Uh…Ok…"

"Just do it. And Espeon," The cloud like bird was almost breathless. You and I can hold the door open. Everyone got their scripts?"

The team nodded. "Action."

"Uh," Whimscott knocked on the door.

"What is it you seek?" Skitty replied.

"The Queen." Whimscott said in monotone.

"What is it you seek?"

"THE QUEEN!" The grass-fairy type shouted.

"What. Is. It. You. SEEK!?" Skitty shouted right back.

"THE FREAKING QUEEN!" Whimscott seethed.

-000-

Altalria winced. "This is NOT how the script said how to perform this…"

-000-

And finally, Purrlion sighed and read his script. "We seek Loppuny, whom Arceus has given us a queen."

Altalria and Espeon opened the door, and Purrlion and Makoto trailed behind Loppuny as she went over to receive the sword on a long pillow. Loppuny held it high then the Cathedral, (Whimscott) went back to her monotone as she read the oaths.

"Do you swear to Arceus that you will at least try to be an awesome ruler?"

"Duh, I do."

"Great. Now your queen."

"And scene." Altalria announced, nervous

They all turned over to the Porygon, who was in tears. "BZZT. THIS ACT WAS BEAUTIFUL. BZZT. THE SWORD IS YOUR ITEM."

The Diances gave a joyful cheer.

-000-

"Phew! Thank goodness he liked it." The dragon type sighed with relief.

-000-

"HAHAHAAAA! Maybe we didn't get lame scenes after all." Purrlion smiled as he hugged the blade. "It's so cute! ~"

-000-


Braixen examined the props in front of her.

"Tea bags, check. Fake ship, check. Costumes, script? Check, and check. You done good, Sylveon. You done good."

"Well, duh, I'm a dragon leader."

"Who wants to be Tea Dumper 1?" Arcanine read from the cast list, pushing the Kalos starter over.

"Can I be…Tea Dumper 1?" Raen asked, slowly yet surely.

"And I can be another Tea Dumper with Happiny?" Budew asked.

"Yes, and only if Happiny wants to." Staraptor smiled.

"S-sure…" Happiny said recuntlently.

"And the rest of us can be…" Staraptor looked at the casting. "Aw, sweet! We're the tea importers!"

Luxray grinned. "WE TEA SELLERZ YAYS WE GET MONEY!"

Braixen rolled her eyes, though she was laughing.

-000-

"That's one thing I really like about Luxray. He is so immature, but so funny." The cowgirl had a dreamy look on her eyes

-000-

Sylveon studied the script intently. "Ok, tea dumpers, move over to where Porygon is…" The mentioned Porygon's eyes continued to stare at them blankly.

"And Importers, move over to the far end of the fake ship." Sylveon arranged his paws into a box around his face as he went over to his position. "Action!"

"Hauling tea! Hauling tea!" Braixen hummed, and Arcanine rolled his eyes as he did the motions the script provided. He did a little dance, kicking his back paws, and lifting his crate with his front paws. Sylveon pranced about, carrying a teabag on his head, and Luxray sang in his Sundae best

"HAULING TEAAAA HAULING TEAAAAA IT'S OUR LYFEEEE!" And soon, Staraptor joined. "BUZZ BUZZ COMBEE BUZZ!"

"Ok, ok, stop please. Um…You done good, Luxray. Staraptor."

-000-

"That was darn HORRIBLE!" Braixen made a face.

-000-

The Importers dropped off their tea, and left the scene. And the Tea Dumpers entered.

"Hark! The region of Hoenn, wants us to tax for our tea!" Budew boomed.

"Oh, woe is me, how dare thee? Our morning tea?" Happiny mock wailed.

"We drink tea morning, day, and night…Taxing us for it is too much." Raen droned.

"Come, let us show our anger, and help me get rid of this tea." Budew started hopelessly trying to push the tea off the fake ship. Happiny, just as helpless as Budew, was no help. It wasn't until Raen started to push, did they really get it off.

"That should show the Hoenn monarchy!" Raen crowed.

"No taxation without representation! No taxation without representation!" They chanted.

"And, scene." Braixen smiled. They all looked over at the Porygon, expectantly. The robotic pokemon sighed. "Well…"

The Hoopa's gave him puppy eyes, and he sighed.

"Well it was fantastic. I guess. Your item is a tea crate."

Luxray pushed it onto his back. "So, what we got next?"

"The samurai battle!" Arcanine yelled, and they moved on to their next act.

-000-

"I kind of want to be the boss for this one, so that Braixen can stop showing off." Arcanine snorted.

-000-


The Diances rushed to the Kanto tea ceremony station. They were slightly ahead of the other team, but only by a few seconds.

"Come ON! The other team is catching up!" Makoto encouraged.

When they reached the table, it was like they were pros.

"Script. Kimonos. Fake Tea. NOW." Espeon demanded, like a surgeon. With a simple Psychic, everyone had their scripts in hand, Kimonos on, and in place with their tea.

"Hey, where's Hello Meowth?" Purrlion complained. "At home I always have a Hello Meowth on my-Never mind."

Espeon and the others looked at him like, seriously…?

-000-

"Well it's true! At home, my Kimono ALWAYS has a Hello Meowth on it…And a Kimono without it feels…"

"Cat got your tongue?" The little Purrlion doll squeaked.

"Aw, shut up." Purrlion pouted.

-000-

"Ok, just to make sure, if everyone has the right script…"

"I have Guest 1!" Skitty smiled.

"Guest 2!" Loppuny gazed at Skitty. "OMA, we are practically Guest twins!" The squealed together.

Whimscott rolled her eyes. "I have Flower arranger."

"I have scroll hanger." Purrlion sighed, and he adjusted the coronation sword on his back. A Samurai act would have been so much cooler.

"I am Flower Arranger 2." Altalria read with approval.

"Guest 3." Makoto read.

"And I am hostess. Let the ceremony, begun!" Espeon announced.

"So WE don't have a say in this?!" Whimscott badgered. The eeveelution sighed.

"What, YOU want to clean a filthy bowl?"

"Uh, no, never mind."

"Let the ceremony begun!" At her very words, the Flower Arrangers and The Hostess went out of the tatami mat tea room, and started to arrange the flowers into different positions on the Kenzan, A spikey plate on the bottom of the vase. Meanwhile, Espeon was washing the tea bowl, utensils, and tea pot (which had a VERY kawaii Hello Meowth icon.) As well as filling small bowls with matching spoons, with matcha powder. When they came back into room, Espeon signaled Purrlion to hang the scroll, and everyone to bow.

-000-

"So THAT'S the reason why she wants to be host!" Whimscott huffed.

-000-

"Ok, ok, so being host has it's we call 'upsides'. But I mainly chose the position for myself because I know how to make the tea, with script or not." Espeon flicked her tail. "And to see everyone bow at my presence. But mostly because of the tea."

-000-

The arrangements were placed in the middle of the table, and Espeon set down the materials before every guest/arranger/scroll hanger. Along with a little candy thing.

Espeon sat at the head of the table and put three scoops of matcha powder. She then, with graceful movements, added piping hot water into her bowl and mixed with the whisk. She stirred into it became a nice, soupy, paste. She passed the bowl over to Loppuny who gave her a weird look. Espeon gestured to the script with her head, teeth clenched. The actress super awkwardly rotated the bowl twice, took a sip, made a face, and popped the candy into her mouth. Which made it taste MUCH better. She then wiped the rim, and handed it to Skitty who repeated the process. The only problem is, that it was extremely slow. Not everyone was a master of the tea ceremony, and Altalria grew impatient. She took a look at the other team, who had Happiny and Budew stacked against each other doing…Something. She rotated and sipped like a boss and she passed it to Purrlion.

"Ew, this matcha powder is cheap! I wish I had had some Koffi-"

Espeon gave him a stare that meant business, and the ninja shut up. He passed the bowl back, and the hostess for the day rinsed the bowl.

"And scene."

The Porygon still stared at them blankly. Altalria waved her wing facing the virtual pokemon. He blinked. "*YAWN!* What?"

"You were…Sleeping the whole time?" Espeon asked with deep concern.

"Duh, no! Well maybe…"

"How much did you watch?"

"I watched until that Purrlion hung the scroll…"

"ARGH! Now we have to do it AGAIN!" Altalria raged, eyes flickering to a dangerous scarlet.

"And it's all YOUR FAULT! I am going to get my wings around your neck, you-"

"N-n-no! It's o-ok…I-it was g-good! Here's y-your item!" The boxy pokemon panicked, and he handed her a teapot with hot, warm, fresh green tea. Espeon carefully levitated it with Psychic. She glanced at the other team, who was picking up their item. They barely had seconds to spare.

"Let's MOVE!" Skitty yelled. "We got a ball to attend!"


Arcanine started barking orders immediately, passing out scripts, interrupting Braixen, making himself the silver samurai, and had Budew and Happiny be the gold samurai. He had Luxray be the announcer, and everyone else be flag wavers, and 'cheerleaders'. Sylveon put on his pouty face. "Why do I have to be a flag waver!? I want to be the SAMURAI OF THE DRAGONS!"

Arcanine rolled his eyes. "Because."

"Then why are YOU the samurai? I chose the act!"

"Yeah, completely randomly." The Kanto pokemon muttered. He gave a sidelong glance at the other team, who was passing a cup around.

"And plus we don't have time."

"Then why-"

"Shh! Let' just start, ok?"

-000-

"Let's just say, I chose the samurai for…Personal reasons." Arcanine sighed dreamily.

-000-

"'Don't have time!? 'Don't have time', my ass! Arcanine just wants to be leader!" Sylveon huffed.

-000-

"Ok, you two." Braixen looked Happiny and Budew, (who were stacked on top of each other, building block style.)

"You sure you can balance?"

"Yes ma'am!" Budew giggled.

"I-I guess…" Happiny stammered. She was on top, so she was the most nervous. Budew's buds intertwining around her feet helped calm her, though.

-000-

"E-even though I don't w-want to give B-budew a second chance j-just yet, I still like the feeling that we are t-touching…I-it's so c-confusing. Aw, you are such a good listener Rocky." Happiny was talking to the rock in her pouch

-000-

"Okie dokie!" Staraptor put the last piece of armor on both Arcanine and Happiny/Budew.

Arcanine gazed over at Luxray.

"What?" He barked.

"Sorry, when I'm around you I can't think…Straight."

"Ok…"

"Now, don't you want to see this samurai in action?"

Braixen rolled her eyes.

-000-

"Lame!" Braixen snorted.

-000-

"Um…" Luxray looked mildly puzzled.

"Good. Action!"

"THE WAY OF THE SAMURAI!" Luxray yelled from script.

"GI! RECTITUDE!" The pokemon with the silver kimonos, (Braixen and Staraptor) screamed.

"YU! COURAGE!" The pokemon with the gold kimonos, (Sylveon and Raen) read from script. With each yell, the samurai came closer together.

"JIN! BENEVOLENCE!"

"REI! RESPECT!"

"SHIN! HONESTY!"

"MEIYO! HONOR!"

"CHUGI! LOYALTY!"

"OMA, the Elements of Peace from My Little Ponyta…" The fairy type whispered in awe.

-000-

"Wow…That was cool. I mean, it's not like I memorized the elements…Or know what they are." Sylveon cleared his throat.

-000-

"START!" Luxray boomed. Arcanine winked flirtatiously, before biting down on the sword he would use to mock fight. He thrusted. Budew/Happiny dodged. They slashed. Arcanine blocked. They did the same thing over and over again, until Arcanine pretended to hit Happiny/Budew, and they pretended to fall.

-000-

"That was boring…And that's saying a lot coming from me…" Raen drawled.

-000-

"And, scene?" Arcanine himself admitted the battle scene kind of sucked.

"Eh." The Porygon shrugged. "Since honestly don't want to witness SUCH a bad battle scene ever again, get your item. It's the Samurai armor and sword."

"AW YEAH!" Whooped Luxray. They kept on Arcanine's armor, and hurried over to the last station. The other team was already slightly ahead.


Skitty bit the inside of her cheek. "Alright, Loppuny, you should be the one that will be prepared for the ball. You not only fit the dress, but you have those ears that could be styled…"

"Oh, ok!" The bunny smiled.

"Why can't I be dolled up?!" Whimscott whined.

"You won't even fit the dress!" Skitty growled.

-000-

"EERGH! Why is Whimscott such a little complainer!?" Skitty clawed at her ears.

-000-

Altalria scrutinized the scripts. "Can I be Corset Tightening?"

"Sure! And Whimscott, you can be Hair dresser 1! Since you know, you like hair."

"Fine." The fairy grunted.

"And Espeon, you can be Dress Finder. Makoto, you be Shoe Fitter."

"WHAT ABOUT ME!?" Purrlion whined.

"Um…" Skitty franticly flipped through the casting section. "Uh, you could be Time Watcher."

"What does a Time Watcher even do!?"

"Uh, just sort of stand around and give us a five minute and one minute warning…Just do it, ok?"

"Sounds time consuming." The little Purrlion doll chirped. The pink cat was getting impatient. "Please tell your doll to shut up. PLEASE. Anyways, I can be Manager. Let's just GO!"

Skitty looked around for the other team. They just got to their station. She adverted her gaze to the Porygon. Who rolled his square eyes. Rude! The Hoenn kitty zoomed over to Loppuny.

"Your single right?"

"What type of question is that!?"

"I'll take that as a yes. WE NEED LIGHT MATERIAL DRESSES, ESPEON!" At the mention of her, the eeveelution opened the wardrobe, and dropped her jaw. "HOW ARE THERE OVER THIRTY DRESSES!?"

"Oh, I just wanted the last act to be…Interesting." Frillish boomed from the loud speaker.

-000-

"Oh, that Muppet of a jelly fish! He is such a…Muppet!" Espeon fumed.

-000-

The psychic type self-weighed as much as she could in 20 seconds, and she found the lightest of the bunch, a pale pink one made of areophane and lace, and shoved it over to Miss crescent moon-face.

"Perfect! Nice job." Skitty swooped down to Loppuny's feet.

"Hey! That tickles!"

"YO SHOE FITTER! I NEED NICE SIMPLE PINK BALLROOM SHOES, SIZE 7 ½, CIRCLE FOOT PRINT!"

Makoto nodded in response, and rummaged through the pile of shoes next to the Wardrobe. The foot wear was sent flying, due to him throwing them behind him. He finally picked out a nice pair, roughly fitting Skitty's qualifications. "Catch!" He yelled, propelling the shoes toward the Hoenn pokemon, who caught just in time with a nice Double Edge.

"Five minute warning!" Purrlion yowled, as he looked at the clock.

"CORSET LADY!" Altalria snapped to attention. "Pull that corset on!"

The cloud bird nodded and slammed the corset over Loppuny's head, and had it around her waist.

"Gentle!" The superstar complained. Altalria never heeded the warning, and with a mighty yank, had the bunny skinnier then a mannequin.

-000-

"Over my career, I had to model, diet, under eat, and over eat. But all that stuff combined is NOTHING compared to the corset!" Loppuny sighed. "I feel sorry for the ladies of Hoenn in the Victorian times."

-000-

Skitty put on the dress in same fashion as the corset, and forced on the shoes that Makoto picked. She wiped some sweat off her brow. She tugged on the white gloves and diamond necklace that came with the extremely poofy dress, and took a much deserved rest. "Whimscott? The rest is all yours."

The fluffy pokemon greedily zipped over to Loppuny's silky ears. She immediately started to brush, twist, and braid, and finally she was done.

"One minute left!" Purrlion alerted.

"And we're done!" Skitty and the others released their held breath.

The Porygon cleared his throat. "I have to admit that was impressive. But not as impressive as I wanted it to be. So instead of getting the sharp pins for the hair, you get to keep the corset."

Everyone groaned, as they began to tear off their hard work off Loppuny. Except the corset.

"Look on the bright side!" Makoto suggested, as they ran over to the home area. "At least we're ahead of the other team!"


"Ok guys, this is the last one! The renaissance dance!" Arcanine exclaimed like a tour guide. "Now, who's gonna dance?"

"I can!" Braixen raised a paw. "I heard the Ren dances are much like square dancing back at the farm!"

"Ok…" Arcanine did not look all too pleased. "Who else?"

"ME! CUZ I'M A DANCE MASTER!" Luxray exclaimed. Now the fire type dog looked like he was going to blow up. "NO SERIOUSLY. I studied the different kinds of dance!" The electric cat smiled.

"Fine." Arcanine retorted, and he tried to avoid the Kalosian starter's smug looks.

"I guess I can be the head musician…" Arcanine murmured.

"NO! I will be the head musician! It sounds important, and I want to!" Sylveon bared his teeth.

-000-

"This day has REALLY gone downhill!" Arcanine sniffed. "But no! I will NOT accept that! Tonight, I WILL confess my feelings!"

-000-

"Luxray wants to dance with…ME?! Keep it cool, keep it cool…" Braixen looked like she could jump through the roof. "Well, he didn't actually say that…But still!"

-000-

"Ok, action!" Announced Staraptor as soon as everyone was in place. Sylveon started with some, ok flute music, followed by beautiful fiddle sounds from Arcanine. Raen blew the conch shell, and Staraptor started to clap her wings, she signaled Budew and Happiny to spread flower petals around and skip and prance around the dance floor.

"One two three, one two three…" Braixen mumbled to keep the beat, and her chill on. Grapevine to the left, grapevine to the right, step. Step. Paws clasped. She took an intake on that one. Circle around and around. Glide forward, turn around, stomp, stomp. She started to hum to the music, looking up to her partner, who seemed to miraculously throw away his case of ADHD, and was just as concentrated as the cow girl.

"You are good at dancing, for someone on all fours." Braixen mouthed.

"I know right?" Luxray mouthed back, smug. The starter blushed a hue warmer than her deadly flames. That were quickly extinguished by Arcanine's withering glare. She adverted her gaze to Raen, who winked at her. She reignited her fierce smile. Turns out that Raen was right. She really did have a chance with this wild cat. She did the grapevine again, adverting her gaze to Happiny. Oh shoot! She completely forgot about Happiny. And the pink pokemon looked pretty grumpy. A sudden wave of guilt passed over Braixen as the song ended, and she curtseyed.

"TOLD YA GUYZ I WAS A DANCE MASTER!" Luxray hollered, and the team looked at the Porygon.

"That was so…Romantic!" She sniffed. "Encore, encore!" At the word romantic, Arcanine let out a puff of smoke. In disgust, he shifted his gaze, and went on full alert.

"Guys, the other team is ahead! Yo, Porygon! What's our item?"

"Oh, you guys get a jousting stick."

"Thanks," Arcanine grabbed the stick in his teeth, but in slipped. It slipped on Luxray, and Sylveon. It was too heavy for Budew, Happiny, and Braixen.

"Um, I can hold it." Raen suggested.

"Uh," Arcanine started to object.

"Nope! Raen, I trust you. Go hold it." Sylveon interjected. "Now let's move!"


It was like a race to the finish, each team pulling ahead, then losing speed. Luxray flung Happiny, Budew and Braixen onto his back, Arcanine caught on and got Sylveon by the scuff. Espeon held half her team with Psychic, and Altalria lifted Skitty into airborne. But in the end, it was Luxray's Volt Tackle and Arcanine's Extreme Speed that got the Hoopa's to the finish line.

Or was it?

Raen was still behind, holding on to their item.

-000-

"Ouch…It's like they forgot me…" Raen drooped.

-000-

"And the Diances win the pre-challenge!" Frillish proclaimed, causing cheer to arise from the winners.

-000-

"Hey this challenge was actually…Kind of fun! Maybe today isn't all that bad, minus corset." Loppuny smiled.

-000-

"Ok, which item do you want to get rid of?"

The Diance team huddled up, whispering.

"We want-" Skitty started.

"ROOOARRRRR!" a green horned, ugly, fat, smelly creature from hell crashed through the wall.

"N-new challenge!" Frillish swooped behind Emboar. "Use your items to defeat…That!"

-000-

"Never mind." The actress growled.

-000-

"Aw sweet! Now we have a fighting chance!" Sylveon pumped his tattooed paw. "Maybe Raen can redeem himself."

-000-

The two hosts called for a Doduo, and he lifted them into the sky with his head.

"Stop gaping, start fighting!" The Unovian pokemon franticly shouted over the sound of the Doduo heads.

"Aw, screw it." Espeon picked up Shrek wedgie style and was readying to throw him back where he came from.

"NO MOVES JUST ITEMS!"

"Do you want him gone or not!?"

"I want it entertaining. DO AS I SAY!" Frillish screamed.

The campers groaned, and started to huddle up while the ogre was frozen in Psychic.

"NO STRADEGY JUST…KILL IT!" Emboar squealed then covered his mouth. Arcanine growled, as Espeon dropped the ogre from her grasp. Luxray, in panic threw the crate at him, and missed. The wooden box exploded tea leafs, angering the green thing.

"SHREK MAD! YOU MADE SHREK SNEEZE! SHREK DESTROY!" Two huge green fist came plummeting down toward the Hoopas. Arcanine tackled the electric cat out of the way and slashed his samurai sword at the fists. Shrek grabbed the grabbed the blade by the sharp end and bent it in half, gaze saying really? Purrlion gulped, and hid the coronation sword behind his back.

"RAEN!" Sylveon snapped. "Hand me the stick. Please." The water type did so, and the gangster charged toward the monster. Braixen got a paw full of tea leaves, aiming it at the ogres face.

"AH-CHOO!" While Shrek was bending over, Sylveon got the bull's eye.

"ROOOAAARRRR!" He screamed in pain, and Happiny stole the helmet of a samurai of Arcanine's head, and banged it on the bald forehead of the ogre. Budew did the same with the hilt of the sword, with the help of Staraptor holding him from above. Makoto grabbed the coronation blade from Purrlion who chased after it. Altalria flew up, Skitty in her talons.

"FIRE!" Whimscott screamed from below, timing the exact time. The Hoenn kitty threw the teacups at the dizzy enemy, how suddenly became enraged.

"I CAME FOR ONIONS AND GOT…THIS!? ALL SHALL PAY!" He swiped Altalria from the sky, kicked the Hoopas and grabbed Makoto and destroyed the sword. Purrlion started to sob.

"You….MONSTER!" Without thinking, he grabbed the teapot, jumped up, and poured it into his eyes.

"ARGH!" Shrek fell back.

"NOW!" Luxray had Raen with the jousting stick, and when Braixen and Arcanine kept the beast down, Luxray started to charge. Not just for momentum, but for confidence. They drew closer and closer, and they braced for impact. POW! The ogre flew back, and Loppuny slid off her corset, and slammed it on to him.

"PULL!" She commanded. And the entire Diance team forced him to at least look like he lost at least 100 pounds of flab.

And due to lack of breathing, the ogre passed out.

"AND THE DIANCES WON THE CHALLENGE!" Frillish announced.

"Wh-what...!" Arcanine protested. "We both worked together to capture him!"

"Yeah, but I want to boot someone out!" the main host whined.

"And plus, It was the Diances corset that had him pass out." Emboar added. "Any questions?"

"No sir…" Arcanine whimpered.

"Meet me at the fire, Hoopas." The jelly fish grinned.

"Wait wait wait…" Budew interjected. "Where are we going to hide the body?"

"Oh that's been taken care of." Frillish snapped his fingers, and Emboar Sling-Shot it back to Loser Island.

"Looks like whoever goes home has to deal with that."

-000-

"I trusted Raen. And he failed. Yet he almost redeemed himself…" Sylveon debated the options.

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Staraptor shrugged. "That Budew has been troubling my sugar cookie but he seems ok."

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"Oh, I just know people are going to vote for Raen…But Its Arcanine who I want gone!" Braixen clenched her paws.

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The Hoopas awaited their fate by the should-be-cheery-but-isn't fire. "Ok, the following are safe. Luxray, Braixen, Happiny, Staraptor, Budew and Sylveon."

Arcanine looked up in shock. He wasn't safe?

"Raen, you are in danger because you dropped the stick."

The water-psychic type pretended not to care, but glanced at the ground.

"Arcanine, you are in danger because you are bossy, and is competition for…Some"

"Sorry…" The fire type muttered sarcastically.

"But the one going home tonight is…"

Braixen waited. She wanted to see Arcanine's face if he was to leave. Everyone held their breath, the two at risk, trying to calm themselves.

"Raen. Sorry that I'm not sorry." Frillish patted his back, and Emboar loaded him up.

Braixen tried to mask her anger, as the all too familiar sound of the Sling-Shot rung in the air. POW!

"Ha. Funny every single time. See you next time on Total. Drama. POOOFFFFIN ISLAND!"


A/N: Just kidding!


Bonus content:

Arcanine motioned Luxray out of the log, while Sylveon mourned.

"Um…Luxray I have something to tell you…"

"Yas?"

"Um, uh, I really like…"

"Like what? Nachos?"

"Uh, yeah…Nachos…"

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"OH MY ARCEUS I CAN'T BELEVE I CHICKENED OUT…ARRRRGHHHHH!" Arcanine screamed.

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More bonus content:

Bellossom giggled giddily as she saw the green beast fall back on Loser Island. "How was it? Did you get your onions? Did you get 'em all?"

"No ma'am." He sighed with an accent.

"BLARGH!" Raen crashed into Loser Island. On Shrek.

"Aw, man, you knocked him out!" Bellossom pouted.


A/N: YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH RESEARCH I DID.

Coronation is based off the French coronation in Nortre Dame

Tea ceremony based off Japanese tea ceremony

Hoenn Ball is based off a Victorian Ball

Tea Dumping is based off the Boston Tea Party

Samurai Battle is based off a...Samurai Battle.

And Rennissence Dance is based off a...Rendance.


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