Disclaimer: I don't own TD, and Leroy is mine.

Leroy walked into the campgrounds. He saw a helicopter flying overhead. A window opened from it and a waving Chris popped out. He flew over the Bass cabin and afterwards the Gopher cabin.

"Rise and shine, campers! You've got a long day ahead of ya!" he shouted before getting some breakfast.

Sometime later, Leroy saw a long line of girls leading to the communal washrooms.

"What's the holdup?" Bridgette asked.

"Heather needs her private time." Lindsay answered.

"How long's Queenie gonna be in there?" Leshawna complained. "I've got urgent business."

"She could still be a while." Beth replied.

"Ugh, that's it, I'm going lumberjack style." Gwen said as she walked away.

"Y'know," Leroy told Leshawna, "If the staff bathrooms weren't for staff only, I would've let you use it."

"Dude, how come you're always up and running so early?" she asked him.

"Well," he replied, "It's a combination of being excited and "yawn" trying to hide your sleepiness." Leroy took a few steps before falling down and he had to use his legs to drag himself away.

"I hope you're ready for the most challenging challenge yet," Chris announced from the speakers, "Breakfast in three minutes at the campfire pit."

The remaining 15 campers were there by the time Leroy dragged himself to the campfire pit and getting himself up.

"Are you ready," Chris said, "for today's EXTREME MAX IMPACT CHALLENGE?"

"WE ARE READY!" Owen replied with gusto.

"Incoming!" Chris shouted as he threw a can of beans. It would've hit Gwen if Trent hadn't caught it in time.

"This is breakfast." Chris said.

"No," Heather contradicted, "breakfast is grapes, croissants, even Chef's crappy burned eggs.

"No, that was my breakfast, save the burned eggs." Leroy commented.

"Beans, beans, they're good for your heart," Owen sang, "the more you eat, the more you f-" he was suddenly hit by a thrown can, courtesy of Heather.

"Today's challenge is about survival. We're going hunting."

"Now that's more like it." Duncan said.

"Isn't that a paintball gun?" Harold asked.

"Why yes Harold, it is."

"So we won't be killing anything?" Bridgette asked.

"Negatory." She smiled in relief.

"This is the first ever paintball deer hunt. I'll announce the teams once we get into the woods. So…finish breaky."

Owen burped. "Got any more?"

At the woods, Leroy brought in several green and red paintball guns.

"And now for the team breakdowns." Chris said. "The Killer Bass hunters are: Harold, Geoff, Bridgette, locked and loaded with vast blue paint, and using orange paint are the Gopher hunters: Leshawna, Beth, Owen, Lindsay."

"Wahoo! This is awesome man!" Owen cheered.

"You also get these stylin' glasses," Chris put on a pair of orange goggles, "and wicked camo caps. The rest of you, are now deer. Here are your antlers, noses, and little white tails."

"Ya right, I'm not wearing that." Heather said.

"There is no way that I'm a deer." Duncan said.

"Take these off, and your team is toast." Chris instructed. He put the garments on Duncan. Owen chuckled.

"What are you looking at?" Duncan said.

"Oh nothing, Bambi."

"You better be a good shot, tubby."

"Okay," Chris said, "Deer get a head start into the woods. And go!" The "deer" immediately ran into the woods. About five minutes later, Chris sent the hunters in as well.

Leroy grabbed a lounge chair and sat on it. He brought out a tablet-like device and activated it. It released several small cameras into the air and they flew into the woods.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Chris asked.

"Monitoring," Leroy replied, "in style." He struck a pose.

Confessional

Leroy-"This device releases several camera probes into the air. From there, I can monitor any camper I choose. Saves the trouble of having to go here and there for this challenge. Seriously, it's tiring. And if, you're wondering, I just recently finished inventing this device. Another great step in technology!"

Leroy activated the cameras and soon the footage of the challenge appeared on the screen. He first looked at the footage of the Bass deer.

"At least we get a head start." Courtney said.

"I don't know about y'all, but I'm outta here." DJ said. He galloped away on all fours which caused Duncan's jaw to drop.

Leroy next checked on the footage of the Gopher deer.

Gwen sighed. "This may be the lamest thing I've ever done in my life."

"Aw come on," Cody said, "It could be fun."

Gwen, Trent, and Heather glared daggers at him.

"Okay, catch ya later." Cody said before walking away.

Confessional

Cody- (covered in a full body cast and in a wheelchair) "I was so psyched to be a deer. I'm small, but I'm quick. Lots of practice from dodging spitballs in math class."

"Are you coming?" Gwen asked Heather.

The queen bee was sitting on a tree stump. "No, I'm going to wait for Lindsay and Beth and make them protect me for the whole game."

"Wouldn't be that against the rules?"

"Do you see a rules person anywhere? Worry about your own fluffy tails."

Gwen and Trent just walked away.

Leroy next checked on the Bass hunters.

"Break," Harold said as he put on his goggles. Geoff did the same. Bridgette just looked down.

"Okay, you do realize that this is all just pretend, right?" Harold asked her. "And that it's just paint? So say if you like, hit Heather?"

"Wait, Heather's a deer?" she suddenly piped up. She smirked before putting on her goggles and getting into the game.

"Well, that's one way to motivate her." Leroy commented.

"Start your paintballs!" Chris announced into a microphone. "Game on!"

Leroy checked on the Gopher hunters.

"Alright," Beth cheered, "Let's go bag some deer!"

"I am down with that." Leshawna added.

Owen opened a jarful of yellow liquid and splashed it all over his face.

"What are you doing?" Beth asked.

"Masking my scent so the deer won't smell me coming."

"Tell me that isn't-"

"Pee? Yes, yes it is."

"Ewww." Beth said. Leroy winced in disgust.

"I've got some more if you need some."

"We're hunting other campers. You don't have to hide your scent."

"You mean I collected all this pee for nothing?" Owen tossed a jarful onto the floor. Lindsay and Beth screamed and ran.

"You are one sick ticket." Leshawna commented.

Sometime later, Leroy checked the Gopher deer cam. Lindsay and Beth looked tired.

"Aw man," Beth said, "We're back to where we started and we haven't seen one deer."

They managed to reach Heather. She cleared her throat to get their attention.

"What took you so long?" she snapped.

"Were we supposed to come find you?" Beth asked.

"Hello, alliance anyone?" Leroy glared at her mention of "alliance".

Confessional

Leroy-"I've said it before, and I'll say it again: alliances never last."

"Ooh, me, can I be in one?" Lindsay said.

"You already are, Lindsay, that's the point!" Heather replied. "Now, go find me some berries, I'm starving."

Lindsay cheered and ran off.

"Shouldn't we be, you know, hunting?" Beth asked.

"She is hunting, for me. But actually, berries won't be enough. Go get me some chips."

"In the forest?"

"In the dining hall. Now. And not barbecue!"

Confessional

Beth-"Okay, Heather can be so bossy. And in nature, hunters would never go find food for the deer! Heather won't hear this, right?"

Leroy checked on footage of Owen.

"The hunter is a finely tuned machine," Owen narrated, "His senses heightened by the thrill of the chase." He stops and sniffs around. "Suddenly, our hunter spots a magnificent buck in a clearing." Said "buck" was DJ. Owen hid in a bush. "If he's to succeed, the hunter must demonstrate patience and control." He suddenly farted. "The hunter moves in, aware of every proton in his environment…AW CRAP!"

Owen jumped out of the bush and shook a snake off him. DJ saw this and he galloped away.

"Oh, it's on DJ! You're about to hamburger out one hot barbecue!"

Leroy then shifted to another camera which showed footage of Beth running away with a bag of chips.

Confessional

Beth-"So I'm running for my life from this psycho chef, when all of a sudden it hit me! I'm doing this for Heather?! I don't even like her!"

Beth stopped and panted. She then shot an evil look and ate some of the chips.

Leroy then shifted to the Gopher hunter cam. DJ was still running from Owen.

"You're my burger now DJ!" Owen yelled. As DJ ran, he leapt over a river. Owen started shooting paintballs, and leapt over the same river, but he ended up hitting his crotch on a rock.

Leroy checked back on Beth. She heard a "psst".

"Whoever you are, go ahead, shoot me. You can't make today any suckier!"

Cody jumped out of a bush. "You're a hunter." He said. "I'm a deer. Slight food chain issue with me shooting you. How goes it?"

"I'm so done with this game."

"What happened? Have you bagged any deer yet?"

"No, but I did risk my life to steal a bag of chips."

"What took you so long?"

Cody and Beth have reached Heather.

"Here," Beth said, "I hope you know what I had to go through to get those."

Heather swiped the bag. "There's like, eleven chips left." She sniffed the bag. "And they're barbecue! Go exchange them for dough pickle." She threw the bag on the ground.

Beth bent over to pick it up, but she thought twice.

"No."

Heather was surprised with this act of defiance. "What did you just say?"

"I'm just gonna…yeah." Cody said before taking the bag of chips and running away.

"Take it back."

Beth took a deep breath. "No."

"Take. It. Back."

"No. I'm tired of being your slave. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a challenge to complete."

Heather was suddenly hit with a paintball.

"Whoever you are, this is so not cool!"

Leroy saw Harold and Bridgette exchanging a high-five.

He then checked back on Owen and DJ, the former chasing the latter up a cliff.

Owen panted. "The…hunter's courage and desire will not…stop!"

DJ eventually stopped when he reached the top of the cliff.

"You're…mine…now, deer."

Owen tried to shoot, but nothing came out.

"Um, the hunter knows that his prey will…stay there for a moment, paralyzed in uh, fear…and respect…the deer cannot best the hunter."

DJ walked up to Owen and glared at him.

"Hey dude, come on now, let's talk about this…"

Owen screamed as DJ tossed him off the cliff.

Confessional

Leroy-"A deer besting a hunter. Now I've seen it all."

Leroy checked back on the Gopher Deer cam. Heather was walking up to Lindsay.

"Wait, I have blueberries, see?" Lindsay said. Heather just slapped her hand, which knocked the berries away.

"Follow me."

Meanwhile, Leroy saw Cody eating the chips.

"Mmm, barbecue," he said. "The king of chip flavors."

Leroy checked Beth next. She was about to shoot Sadie.

"Hey, Beth!"

Sadie gasped and ran away.

"Oh, I totally had her!" Beth complained as Heather and Lindsay walked up to her.

"We've been talking about you." Heather said.

"We have?" Lindsay asked.

"Zip it, Lindsiot! We've decided to give you one last chance. If you take it back, you can rejoin our alliance."

"Take back what?"

"The N word. No."

"I don't wanna take it back."

"You are nothing without me!"

"Do you know why we keep losing challenges?"

"'Cause they're lame and stupid."

"No, because you're so busy being mean that you don't even try. Now all you can think of is bossing us around!"

Heather gasped and threw her deer nose at Beth.

"Oh, that's it!"

"Bring it, dweeb!"

Leroy checked back on Owen. He was still soaking wet.

"You can leave the hunter with less ammo that he thought he had," he panted, "you can throw him over a cliff," he poured water out of his shoe and a crab came out, "you can even leave him with a case of toe crabs, but you cannot break his spirit!" he heard a twig crack.

Leroy saw Duncan walking by. "Fresh meat," Owen said.

When Leroy checked back on the Gopher deer cam, Heather and Beth were still arguing.

"I am giving you One. Last. Chance." Heather said.

"Why? Because you know you can't win without your little alliance?"

"I can make your life miserable here!"

"You already do, miss-come put lotion on my neck, the alligator skin? What do I have to lose?"

"Fine! Be all alone then, loser!"

"It's better than working for you!"

"Bring it, dweeb!"

"Oh, that's it!"

Just then Heather was hit with another paintball.

"Who was that?"

Leshawna walked up to her. "Oh, I knew I should have gone to the optometrist before I came out here. Sorry about that!"

"You! Gimme your gun, give it!"

Beth just responded by shooting Heather with another paintball.

"Girl, you crazy." Leshawna complimented.

"It just looks like a lot of fun when you did it."

When Leroy checked on the footage of Duncan, he was drinking from a nearby river. Owen was hiding in a tree.

"This is the shot of the day," Owen narrated, "With one paintball; hunter and prey's mutual destinies will be fulfilled."

Owen let out a loud fart.

Duncan sniffed. "Beans." He looked up. "Owen! Nice try Farticus, you almost had me!" Duncan ran, while Owen farted loudly and he fell into a mud puddle.

Leroy checked on another camera. However, what he saw was a gruesome sight.

Confessional

Leroy- (Rocking in the fetal position and whimpering) "I'm scarred for life."

Bear- (It is wearing Cody's antlers, goggles and has taken his bag of chips. It tastes some of the chip crumbs and finds them delicious. It reaches in to get more, but he is disappointed to find that there are none left.)

Leroy tiptoed carefully into the forest. Seeing that no one was around, he pulled the mauled body back into the campgrounds.

"Chris," he said after reaching the grounds, "we've got a major situation here."

Chris turned around and screamed for Chef, within minutes, Cody was in a wheelchair and whisked off to the medical tent.

"Is he gonna be okay?" Leroy asked.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Chef said. "He's in a bad shape, but nothin' life-threatening."

Leroy checked next on the Gopher deer to get the horrifying mage out of his mind.

"Gimme that!" Heather swiped Lindsay's paintball gun. She shot at Beth and Leshawna, covering them in paint.

"Oh now it is SO on." Beth retorted.

The three of them shot each other with paintballs.

Leroy checked on the Bass deer cam. Duncan was spray-painting a skull on a tree.

Courtney walked up to him. "Why do you smell worse than usual?" she asked.

"It's Owen's stink," Duncan replied, "It's following me around like my juvenile record."

"Well, I'm heading back. This stupid game must be almost over by now." She walked off.

"You're going the wrong way." Duncan said.

"Excuse me?" Courtney said. "I was a CIT, remember? I have a natural sense of direction. Camp is this way."

"No, it's that way."

Courtney and Duncan just walked off in their respective directions but they ended up hitting each other and locking their antlers together.

"Very funny, now let me go."

"Hey princess, this isn't my idea funny either."

"Great, Duncan."

Confessional

Duncan-"Sure, we could have taken those lame-o antler hats off, but miss counselor-in-training would probably go blab us to Chris and have us disqualified. But hey, I kinda liked it."

Courtney and Duncan were still struggling.

"Now what?" Courtney complained.

"You wanna make out?"

Leroy could not suppress his laughter as he checked back on the Bass hunter cam.

Geoff, Harold, and Bridgette were walking when they heard noises. The three of them looked over the bushes and saw the Gophers fighting each other with paint. They smirked and blasted them with paint.

"This is really fun," Bridgette commented.

Leroy saw a timer went off near Chris. "Attention, human wildlife and hunters," he announced into a microphone, "Please report back to camp. It's time to show your hides and tally up the scores."

When everyone got back to camp, Leroy saw that most of the Gophers were covered in paint (or in Owen's case, mud). Only Gwen and Trent looked unscathed. The Bass, on the other hand, looked like nothing happened to them at all.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Chris said, "Stealing from Chef. Eating chips in the woods. Being mauled by bears. Do you know what I see here? I see a very undisciplined group, I see a disgraceful mess, I see a massive waist of paint product."

"Tell me about it," Leroy commented.

"And, I have to say, that was awesome!" Chris said. "When you guys opened fire on your own team, wicked T.V., guys." DJ and Geoff fist-bumped.

"Hey, where are Duncan and Courtney?" Harold asked.

Sadie elbowed him and pointed at said people, their antlers still stuck together.

"Oh, this is too much." Gwen smirked.

"Oh Duncan, you sly dog you." Owen teased.

"The girl can't keep her antlers off me." Duncan commented. This earned him a kick to the groin by Courtney.

"Easy Courtney," Chris said, "Our medical tent's really equipped for one at a time, and Cody's pretty messed up."

Geoff and Bridgette managed to untangle Courtney and Duncan.

"Well," Chris continued, "since three of the Gophers are dripping in paint," Lindsay turned around, "make that four members, and some of them aren't even deer, I think we have our winner, to a hunting camp shindig." The Killer Bass cheered at their victory. "Gophers, I'll see you at the campfire ceremony, again."

Soon, the eight Gophers were once again facing another campfire ceremony.

"I mean seriously, twice in a row?" Heather complained. "What is wrong with you people? I can't wait to see Beth get kicked off. I just wish I could vote off two campers at once." She glared at Leshawna as she said this.

Confessional

Cody-"Hehe, okay I know I got mauled by a bear, but I feel good about this. I'm a quick healer, and besides, Heather's as mean as a snake dude. Her own team shot her, like, 18 times. They'll never kick me off."

Leshawna-"Who did I vote for? Well, Heather's been a pain in my butt from day one. But I gotta say, Cody."

Owen-"Yeah, that Cody…not so useful in challenges anymore."

Lindsay-"I totally admire Belle for standing up to Heather, but she's so dead now!"

Leroy-"Heather has many reasons to go, but I think Cody's going home. I mean, the dude can't even walk now!"

Leroy held a plate with seven marshmallows on it.

"There are only seven marshmallows on this plate." Chris said. "When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow. The camper-"

"-who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately return to the Dock of Shame, catch the Boat of Losers, and leave." Gwen said rapidly. "Can't we just get this over with?"

"…Fine. Whatever, spoil the moment. Trent."

"Lindsay."

"Owen."

"Gwen."

"Leshawna."

Beth crossed her fingers and Heather slid her finger across her throat.

"Beth. Campers, this is the final marshmallow tonight."

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"Heather."

She swiped her marshmallow. "You are all lucky, okay?" she said. "Very lucky."

"Cody, the Dock of Shame awaits bro."

Cody just sat there motionless.

"I guess we can help you get there."

"I'll do it." Beth volunteered.

"Bye, Cody." Gwen said sadly.

"See ya buddy." Leshawna said.

"Take care dude." Owen said.

When Beth came back, everyone heard a "sploosh."

"Oops." Beth said.

"Leroy, go fetch him from the water." Chris ordered.

"Fine." Leroy sighed and dove into the lake to fish Cody out of the water.

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