"Uh…what are we waiting for here?" One of the cameramen, henceforth known as Greg, asked irritably.
"It's some other contestant's turn to do the intro," another answered, who shall be called Craig. Greg muttered something incoherently under his breath, and they both waited until finally a jazzed-up Effie came up to the camera, inches away from the camera screen.
"HI!" She shouted. "Last time on Total Drama Island we played some quidditch and Leshawna and Harold came and while we played Raphael was really bad at sports and Laura was really good!" She said, all in one breath. "When it came time for elimination, Ashlynn saved Raphael's sorry butt and sent Leo on the Dock of Shame yet again, because of the mysterious conspiracy the twins had planned! Now, in this challenge, will more rivalries start? Will tension arise between friendships? And when will Laura find out that I cut her braid off?"
An ear shattering shriek answered that question. Effie grinned, and the two cameramen exchanged somewhat frightened glances.
"I'll be needing this," Effie announced, swiping Craig's camera. Apparently, she wanted documented evidence of Laura's…er…bad hair day. She immediately started running back to camp, Craig chasing her in a futile attempt to get his camera back.
"Having the contestants do the intro was the stupidest idea this show has ever had…" Greg sighed. "Cue intro music."
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Nobody was asleep after Laura's twenty-second scream of terror. At first, a few were worried for her safety…but then everyone burst out into laughter when they saw Laura storm out of her cabin, her long blonde hair made into a horribly messy short cut. Effie ran around outside in circles, whooping and holding a pair of scissors triumphantly.
"Oh this is rich!" Rachel exclaimed, shaking with laughter.
"Still haven't quite forgiven Laura's annoying comments yesterday?" Leti guessed. Rachel nodded, and they both joined in louder laughter.
"Looks good on you!" Doe called out, giggling. "But what will Riley call you now that your braid is gone?" Riley smirked as he leaned against the wall of the Bass boy cabin.
"Stinger still applies for her," he replied. "Yowch. Not like her words aren't sharp enough."
"You're not exactly Mr. Nice yourself," Thomas reminded him.
"Oh come on, how bad can I be?" Riley protested. Alice strolled by them, humming.
"You're a mean one, Mr. Fox," She sang. "You really are a heel! You're as cuddly as a cactus; you're as charming as an eel Mr. Fox…" Riley just winked at her, and Alice laughed, skipping off to join Leti.
"You're last name is Fox?" Kevin asked. Riley gave him a toothy grin.
"Yup. They don't call me a fox for nothing!"
Kevin rolled his eyes, but laughed.
"This has been a great way to start out the day, huh?" Charity murmured, nudging Allister.
"Entertaining at the very least," Allister agreed. "I have a bad feeling the challenge today will spoil it."
"At least the twin idiots are gone," Ashlynn sighed.
"Seconded," John mumbled.
The conversation continued like that for a while; Laura chased Effie all around camp before finally giving up and going on to trying to figure out how to make her new short haircut work. Eventually, the others separated to do…well, whatever the heck they wanted to do.
Raphael was lying on his bunk bed, playing a video game. The rest of his cabin was empty, and he was enjoying the silence.
He was also enjoying the whole no-Leo concept.
However, he was very startled when his cell phone rang. Who would be calling him?
"Hello?" He asked suspiciously, as he flicked the phone open.
"Oh my gosh, hi Raphael!
"…Hi Effie…"
"Guess what?" She giggled.
"What?"
"You should totally hang out with me and Doe today!" Effie blurted out. Raphael blinked slowly. He had barely even spoken to this girl before. Why on Earth did she want to hang out with him all of a sudden? Raphael couldn't just refuse. I mean, it was a seemingly harmless thing to do, right? He glanced at his video game. He was losing the race anyways, so he might as well.
Stretching out on his bed, he paused, looked outside the window, and then rolled his eyes.
"Effie, I can see you."
"No you can't."
Raphael ignored that.
"Why did you call me if you're right outside my window?" he asked. And why am I still even talking on the phone? He wondered to himself.
Instantly, the orange mess of hair outside of his window popped down. Raphael sighed and went outside, going to the side of the cabin and seeing Effie on the ground. He snapped his cell phone shut, and Effie laughed awkwardly as she stood up.
"So, do you want to come?" Effie asked hopefully. "Doe and I are just going for a walk in the forest."
"I don't see why not," Raphael mumbled. Effie let out a shriek of delight and grabbed Raphael by the arm, dragging him all the way to the edge of the forest. Doe was waiting for them, equally excited.
"Ready?" They asked in unison. Raphael looked at them bleakly, confused, and nodded.
The trio walked around the forest for a few minutes, until Doe said something that instantly made Raphael regret coming along.
"So…are you and Ashlynn dating now?" she asked. Raphael groaned. Of course. The only reason the girl's dragged him along was to get some juicy gossip. Raphael started to turn around, but Effie grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around.
"Sorry!" She laughed. "But you've got to tell us. We're literally dying to know."
"I…no…we're not," Raphael mumbled, turning bright red. He began to turn around, but was only spun around…again.
"Why not?" Doe pressed on. "You totally should be!"
Raphael was starting to get irritated. He took one step backwards, glaring at the girls, who gave apologetic grins and stepped forwards as well. They kept that awkward rhythm like that for a while, until they were all swept up by a net trap.
"What just happened?" Doe asked, squirming uncomfortably in the net.
"I don't know!" Effie cackled. "Maybe this is where Chef usually catches our meals."
That little sentence made all three of them shudder, even though they were fairly certain they wouldn't be turned into the next meal. There was a short pause.
"So…" Doe murmured, turning her glance towards the awkward teen underneath her. "Should WE ask Ashlynn out for you?"
"ARGH!" was the only reply she received.
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Meanwhile Charity and Rachel were relaxing around the camp together. Allister's and Thomas's new found friendship with each other drew both Charity and Rachel together.
"I'm a little shocked, personally," Rachel admitted as she and Charity sat down on the steps of their cabin. "Who knew someone as cheerful as Thomas could be friends with someone as quiet as Allister?"
"You just gotta know how to make him open up," Charity laughed. "Allister is a great guy, y'know? He's deeper then a lot of the other guys here…no offense to any of them, Thomas especially," she chuckled. Rachel bonked Charity on the head.
"You like Allister! You totally like him!" she teased.
"It's not that obvious, is it?" Charity inquired, obviously embarrassed.
"It's pretty obvious," Rachel said bluntly. "Besides, he likes you too."
"How do you know?" Charity asked. Rachel grinned.
"I know these kinds of things! It's like a sixth sense."
"Right…" Charity laughed.
"Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!" A new voice interrupted optimistically. It was Thomas, dressed head to toe in Santa gear and holding a big sack that seemed to be filled to the top.
"Okay first, that's what pirates say not Santa," Charity told him. "Second, it's no where near Christmas. And third, what's in the sack?"
Thomas thrust out the sack, and dropped it at the girls' feet.
"This sack is filled with some of the best pop there is, courtesy of Chris's fridge," Allister announced, appearing besides Thomas and looking rather smug.
"There's no way he gave it to you," Rachel said suspiciously.
"Because he didn't!" Thomas sang. "We're just…borrowing the pop."
"And never returning it," Charity laughed. "Now give me some. I've had nothing but sludgy water for the past few weeks!"
Allister took out four cans and tossed one to everybody.
"A toast," he said, with a huge grin. "To four friends that will make it the farthest!"
"Agreed!" They all shouted, clicking their pops together and then taking a big swig.
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Kenny sighed, and walked around camp with his hands in his pockets. He was trying to avoid Leti, (and more importantly, Hunter,) as much as he could. That tactic was nearly impossible though, because Leti …wanted to be friends with him. That made things a little more than awkward. And, Chris wasn't helping.
"Hey, Leti!" Chris called out pleasantly. "I see Kenny over here!" Kenny swore under his breath. Leti appeared around the corner looking ecstatic, and at least to Kenny, more beautiful than ever.
"Hi Kenny!" Leti greeted, putting an arm around him casually.
"H-h-h-hey…Leti…" Kenny murmured, blushing and attempting to keep his cool.
"What'cha up to?" She asked him politely.
"Walking…" Kenny mumbled. Leti rolled her eyes.
"Oh come on, you have to do something more exciting then that!" She grinned and grabbed his hand. "Let's go!"
"What're we doing?!" Kenny cried.
"Anything!" Leti laughed. Eventually, the duo found an old Frisbee and starting playing with that. When they got bored, they changed to whatever else they found around. Kenny was starting to feel more at ease, that is, until Hunter showed up.
"Hey…guys," Hunter greeted, although Kenny noticed his teeth were clenched. "Can I join?"
"Sure!" Leti giggled. Leti was just about to pass him the football she and Kenny had been playing with, but she dropped it in surprise, hearing Raphael's irritated shout from inside the forest.
"Oh great," Hunter sighed. "What'd he get into this time?"
The three of them went inside the forest, and found Doe, Effie, and Raphael still stuck in the net. There was silence as they stared at each other—and then stifled giggles came from the three on the ground.
"Just get us down from here," Raphael sighed, exasperated.
"CAMPERS! GET YO BUTTS DOWN HERE TO THE STAGE! NOW!" Chef's roaring voice blasted over the intercom.
"Oh dear…" Kenny groaned. "What now?"
"A challenge, moron," Hunter grumbled, cutting the three stuck teens down from the net.
"What were you three doing in a net in the middle of the forest anyways?" Leti inquired.
"Don't wanna talk about it," Raphael said sharply, stomping out of the forest.
"He's in denial about Ashlynn," Doe and Effie explained, before running off to the camp's stage. Leti gave the girls a suspicious—and somewhat angry—look before running off.
Confession Cam: Oh here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again…
"I don't know," Leti muttered. "It kind of bugs me that those girls are playing matchmakers. Let the dude makes his own decisions, sheesh."
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The seventeen campers sat down in the bleachers yet again, waiting to see what was going to happen for today's challenge.
"Today…" Chris started, sitting on a table in the center of the stage, cross-legged. There were seventeen chairs surrounding the table, and the campers eyed each other nervously to this fact. "Today you're challenge is called, Me You and IQ."
"You're kidding, right?" John objected. "A trivia contest for the next challenge? Are you seriously starting to run out of ideas, or what?"
"You're such a critic!" Chris whined. "This is NOT your average trivia game. To help me out with that awesome fact, here's your favorite muscular madman…Chef!"
Chef, once again, was wearing a bright pink frilly dress. None of the campers dared to laugh, at least, after the deadly glower he shot them.
"This isn't your regular quiz bowl, maggots," he growled. "In this challenge, you'll be receiving the oddest, most confusing, and all around crazy questions you've ever heard. And that sure as hell isn't all there is. If you get the question WRONG…" he paused, glaring at each of the campers one-by-one. "If you get the question WRONG, you must perform a task to stay in the competition. We have some hard, grueling, pain-inducing, spine-tingling challenges for you, you lucky contestants," he finished with an evil grin.
"Bring it!" Rosetta called out tauntingly.
"You asked for it," Chris chuckled. "Now, in a calm, orderly fashion can I have you contestants come down to the sta--?"
The contestants rampaged down into the stage, sitting on each of their assigned seats. Fidgeting excitedly, they waited for Chris to continue. The host groaned as he stood up, for he and been pretty much plowed down.
"Right…geez you guys are even more insane then last year's contestants…" he complained.
"I wouldn't be one to talk!" Kevin laughed. Doe snickered, and high-fived him.
"C'mon guys, Chris needs to tell us the rules!" Alice whined. Hearing this, Laura rolled her eyes.
Confession Cam: We're not a barbershop, stop brushing your frickin' hair!
Laura, (who yes, was brushing her hair) gave a haughty sneer to the camera.
"That Alice is so annoying. Trust me; I'm going to make sure she's gone as soon as I get the chance."
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"Alright, let's continue!" Chris shouted. "One by one, I'll go around in this deranged and dysfunctional circle of ours. You'll be asked a question. If you get it wrong, you get the chance to do something in our random jar of stunts," Chris gestured to said jar, which well…was just a jar, dang it. "If you are unable or unwilling to perform the stunt, well, you are O-U-T! But, if you get the question right (and good luck with that) you do not have to perform any stunt, and you get to stay to the next one." Chris turned to the contestants. "Get it?" They nodded. "Good, then let's start this game show…Me You and IQ!
"Kudos for the stupid cheesy name," Allister complimented sarcastically. Chris gave Allister his trademark grin.
"Why, thank you." Chris turned to the camera. "And now…round one! Here…we…go!"
The lights dimmed dramatically, and the spotlight began going around randomly, until it finally focused on…Rachel.
"Alright, Rachel here is your question…if it took eight men ten hours to build a wall, how long would it take for four men to build it?"
Rachel smiled.
"Oh, that's easy. Five hours!"
"WRONG!" Chris shouted. "It would take no time at all, because the wall was already built!" Rachel's face fell as she realized that he had been tricked.
Confession Cam: Can't see it coming, even when it hits you in the nose
Rachel slumped on the toilet and buried her head in her hands.
"Should've known…all of the trivia is going to be like this. After all, they mostly just want to show the stunts, now don't they?" The camera then switched to Riley, who looked perfectly at ease, oddly enough.
"It's just the think-outside-the-box type of trivia," he said, shrugging. "It shouldn't be that hard…"
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"So Rachel," Chris chuckled as he walked over to the oh-so mysterious jar of stunts…and stuff… "Here is your task! You must retrieve walk into the infamous Wawanakwa bear cave, retrieve a flag there, and head back here. Simple, no?"
"Easier said than done," Rachel growled, as she began walking to the forests. Chris, Chef, and the other sixteen campers were trailing her.
And a few minutes later…
"HOLY FRICK! GAH!" Rachel came out of the cave screaming, the bear close on her heels. The others were at a safe distance behind. Eventually the bear lost its interest and went back to its cave. Rachel groaned, slumped into Thomas's arms, and held out a white flag for the sadistic host.
"Great! Let's continue, shall we?" Chris said cheerfully. Everyone moaned.
The next one called out was…Riley. He looked pretty easygoing.
"Riley! Your question is as follows…is there a Fourth of July in England?" Chris asked. A few of the campers were thinking 'no' in their heads, since England doesn't celebrate the holiday, but Riley's answer was different.
"Yup," Riley replied. "It comes right after the third."
Chris scowled, as he muttered a reluctant, "Correct!" Riley spun around in his chair and waved to the viewers back home.
"Next is…Kenny!" Chris announced. The spotlight drew to the shy young man, who smiled weakly.
"Alright Kenny here is your question…how do you kill a werewolf?"
Kenny blinked slowly, trying to think of any mythology he had heard before. His answer came out a little strangled.
"With…um…silver?"
"Nope! It's with shoe polish!" Chris told him, patting him on the shoulder.
"That makes no sense!" Kenny objected.
Confession Cam: Obscure references are our best friends
Chris laughed as he held up a laptop.
"Ever heard of the Impossible Quiz?"
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Chris ignored Kenny's rebuttal and walked over to pick out his challenge—but Chef stopped him and whispered something quietly.
"Alright, Kenny! You have a personalized challenge!" Chris proclaimed once Chef was done talking to him. He spun around and cracking an evil grin, holding out a card with some messy scribbling on it. Kenny grabbed it from his hand and read it, his face becoming bright red.
"Who told you to do this?" Kenny asked, his tone squeaky.
"Some chick who called herself Janey1097." Chris replied. Upon hearing this, Raphael did a quick face palm.
Confession Cam: I'll do what I want, thank you very much!
Raphael eyed the camera, scowling.
"Honestly? Once wasn't enough for you?"
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Back on the stage, Kenny pocketed the mysterious card.
"No," he mumbled. Chris shrugged, and directed Kenny back to the bleachers. The Gophers booed him angrily.
Confession Cam: And just like that…
Kenny held out his card for the camera to see. It read:
Tell Leti how you really feel about her
"No," Kenny repeated, sighing.
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"And just like that…we move on!" Chris exclaimed.
The first round was completed quickly. Everyone else remained in their seats, save for Alice, who was knocked off after refusing to streak around camp for a 'challenge'. No one could really blame her for that.
"Let's continue round two with…Ashlynn!" Ashlynn shrunk in her seat nervously.
"Let's get it over with," she said, cracking her neck.
"Ashlynn, say silk five times," Chris instructed.
Ashlynn gave him a puzzled look, but obliged.
"Silk, silk, silk, silk, silk," she said quickly.
"Now what do cows drink?"
"Milk!" Ashlynn blurted out.
"Nope," Chris said, grinning. "Cows drink water. Word association will do that to ya." Ashlynn groaned.
"That wasn't even trivia," John pointed out. Chris shrugged.
"Oh well!"
"So, what's my challenge?" Ashlynn sighed.
"You must eat…THIS!" Chris said dramatically as he plopped a tray of Chef's infamous mystery meat down.
"What is this?!" Ashlynn cried, poking it as if it might move. She could've sworn it did. It was blobby and pink and to protect the innocence of your eyes I shall refrain from describing it anymore.
"Lizard brains!" Chef told her, popping out of nowhere. Ashlynn pushed the disgusting tray away.
"I can't eat that! No way!" She groaned, taking a seat next to Kenny and Alice. In that same round, both Raphael and Laura got the boot, the former for being too frightened to hug Chef, the latter for refusing to give everybody in the room a compliment. John and Riley were the only ones so far who didn't have to do any challenges yet, due to the fact that they were good at figuring out the 'trick' in the trick questions.
Time for round three…hooray?
"All right Rosetta!
Here's a question for you," Chris batted his hands on the table
as if doing a drum roll. "Rosetta…If your vacuum cleaner really
sucks, is it a
bad thing?" He asked. Rosetta stared at him
blankly for a few minutes, wondering if he was kidding or not.
Confession Cam: This show is crazy. Deal with it.
Rosetta swung her leg around with an annoyed expression.
"Some trivia game this is. Of course I'm stuck with the question that makes no sense." She rolled her eyes.
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Rosetta put her palms up defensively.
"All right, whatever, you got me," she muttered. "What do I have to do?"
"Oh goodie!" Chris sang, although when you hear your insane host saying that, it's quite rarely actually 'good'. "Your challenge is to jump off the thousand foot cliff, wearing T-bone steaks around your neck."
There was a short pause.
"I'll do it!" Rosetta shouted.
"No, no she won't," Riley said quickly, forcefully pushing Rosetta in the bleachers. Rosetta let out an irritated groan.
"Why not?!" She growled.
"Because we really do like having you alive," Riley replied.
Moving on!
The three friends Charity, Thomas, and Allister were kicked off in the remainder of the round. Charity would not allow someone else beat her up, Thomas wouldn't say something bad about everyone in the area (Laura was skeptical at this fact) and Allister would not prance around the stage in a cheerleader's outfit.
One by one the other campers were kicked off, until it was finally only Riley and John.
"Awesome! I will both ask a question, whoever answers it correctly first will win this challenge of Me You and IQ!
"Let's do this!" Riley said confidently, cracking his knuckles. John just blinked up at Chris with is wide blue eyes and awaited the final question.
"Here it is…" Chris said slowly. "What was the name of Lindsay's sister from last season? Quick, go, go, go!"
Riley was caught off by the actual plausible question. John however had resorted to shouting out the first names that came to his head.
"Debby! Manfred! Olga! Slagathor! Paula!" John paused, and then nodded. "Paula! It's totally Paula!"
"THE GOPHERS WIN!" Chris shouted loudly, startling everyone and throwing his papers into the air. The Bass plugged their ears while the Gophers cheered away. Congrats were given all to John, who gave a modest smile in return.
"Aw man," Doe sighed, leaning against Kevin's shoulder. "I thought we had it there." Kevin smiled, and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Don't worry. I'm sure that we won't be kicked off."
"But then…who?" Doe sniffled. Kevin's looked towards Riley. Riley, seeing this, jumped off the stage, grabbed every Bass member in a five-yard radius, and sat them down.
"Alright," he said calmly, flicking his gaze to all the Bass. "I know I might've missed that last question, but if you're seriously going to kick me off despite the fact that I made it farther than all of you…" he narrowed his eyes. "Then that's a load of crap."
"He has a point," Rosetta muttered. "Riley's probably smarter than all of us combined."
Riley's expression changed from serious to smug in a heartbeat.
"Why thank you!"
Rosetta scoffed.
"Don't get a swelled head there hotshot. I still think you're an idiot…personality wise. Point is, we need you while there are still teams."
"So, who are we kicking off?" Laura asked impatiently.
"I don't know," Thomas sighed. "This challenge was pretty stupid. It was just pure luck that the Gophers one."
"True that!" Alice giggled.
"WE HEARD THAT!" Came the unanimous cry from the Gopher team.
"WE DON'T CARE!" Came the reply from the Bass.
"Agh, this is getting tiresome," Ashlynn groaned. "I'm going to catch some z's. I'll catch you guys at the campfire."
However, on her way back, Ashlynn was stopped by both Doe and Effie.
"Ah," Doe giggled. "Our good friend Ashlynn! How you doin'?"
"I've never said a word to you guys since I was here…" Ashlynn said slowly, feeling very confused.
"Well, we're connected spiritually," Effie told her, nodding rapidly. Leti, who was also walking back to her cabin, saw this and snarled. She stomped over to the three girls, and pushed them away from each other.
"Enough's enough!" Leti exclaimed. "Stop bugging Raphael and Ashlynn!"
"What?!" Doe shouted. "We're not doing anything!"
"You're playing matchmaker," Leti shot back, throwing daggers and the young girl.
"What's the problem with that?" Effie complained. "We're just trying to help!"
"Let them make their own decisions! Let them go at their own pace!" Leti groaned, throwing her hands up at the air. "God, and I thought I was pretty stupid!"
"Maybe you are!" Doe said angrily.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's going on here?" Kevin interrupted, stepping protectively in front of Doe.
"I don't know!" Ashlynn cried, throwing her hands up in the air.
"Look, Raphael likes Ashlynn, Ashlynn likes Raphael! And, I'm talking more then friends here! Everyone knows that, except themselves! So, why shouldn't we tell them?" Effie asked Kevin.
"Because you don't need to rush things!" Leti snapped.
"Well, you don't need to be involved in things that don't concern you!" Doe snarled.
"Look who's talking," Kenny remarked, appearing next to Leti. "Don't be such a hypocrite."
"We are not big gray animals!" Effie whined.
"I said hypocrite, not hippopotamus!"
The fight went on like that for a while. In fact, the two versus two clash kept going, even when Ashlynn had slunk away, freaked out by all the shouting.
Meanwhile, Laura was fighting her own battle. She knew she was a primary target to be voted off, since she wasn't apparently nice enough, so she had to find somehow, someway to stay on…
She grabbed her camera, and then grinned. Then, she knelt down to the bed underneath hers, and gently nudged Alice awake.
"Hm?" Alice mumbled, barely coherent.
"Hey!" Laura said cheerfully. "Remember that night when Rosetta and Riley fell asleep next to each other?"
"Yeah," Alice yawned. She sat upright on her bed, and smiled at Laura. "What about it?"
"Well, wouldn't it be super-cute to show everyone the pictures?" Laura asked. Her voice was sugar sweet.
Sadly, Alice fell for the bait.
"Oh, yeah! It totally would!" She squealed, taking the camera out of Laura's hands.
"I'll be right back!" Alice sang, running outside the door in order to show the others. When she had finished with her task, Rosetta and Riley weren't safe from the teasing anywhere. Riley wasn't bothered in the least—but Rosetta was pretty angry.
Confession Cam: Played like a deck of cards…
"I can't believer her!" Rosetta snarled. "Everywhere I go…people think that me…me and Riley…are a thing now!" She bit her lip.
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The Bass sat at the campfire, while Chris yet again taunted them with his plate of marshmallows.
"You guys need to score more wins than this!" Chris sighed, shaking his head. "You must honor the Bass name!"
"Just give us the marshmallows and let us go to bed," Allister retorted, rolling his eyes.
"Whatever. Ashlynn, Allister, Riley, Rosetta, Doe, Kevin, and Thomas are all safe." He eyed the two remaining contenders.
"Alice…and Laura. Who will be going home tonight? The final marshmallow goes to…
…
…
…
…
…
…
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Laura."
Laura punched her fist in the air and smirked, grabbing her marshmallow. Alice sighed, batting her eyelids helplessly.
"I guess I should've seen that coming," she murmured softly. Rosetta, seeing this, felt a pang of guilt. She walked over to the former alliance member and hugged her.
"Sorry Alice. We'll miss you," Rosetta sighed.
"Sorry for spreading your secret," Alice apologized, grinning wickedly.
"There is no secret! It was just…coincidence! Bad luck!" Rosetta protested.
"Alright, alright," Alice chuckled. She patted Rosetta on the shoulder. "See you later!"
"ALICE! Wait up!" Riley and Leti's voice came in unison. Leti trailed far behind Riley, who was zooming much farther ahead.
"Please don't tell me there's some other conspiracy going on here," Ashlynn groaned. Riley laughed.
"No, just a farewell gift," he explained. "I ran back up here to grab these." Riley gestured to his feet, and Alice gasped.
"Roller skates!" She exclaimed.
"MY roller skates!" Laura objected. "You STOLE them from me!"
"Really?" Leti asked innocently. "That's too bad."
Riley tossed Laura's roller skates to Alice, who gave a huge smile and slipped them on. She then skated to the Dock of Shame and onto the Boat of Losers, waving to her former teammates.
"That was nice," Rosetta murmured to Riley.
"Who says I don't have a heart?" Riley chuckled.
"Just about anyone who's heard you speak," Rosetta replied, elbowing him mockingly.
"Oh, you know you like me," Riley snickered.
"In your dreams!" Rosetta growled.
"Alright, alright," Riley mused. "Let's call it a 'draw' and get some sleep, shall we?"
"Truce," Rosetta agreed, before finally going back to her cabins along with her other female Bass teammates.
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Kenny sat on the ledge of the Gopher cabin, unable and unwilling to fall asleep. He stared at the sky, contemplating everything that had happened today. He was also contemplating whether or not Doe and Effie would try to kill him in his sleep.
He was so lost in his own thoughts, he didn't even respond when Leti tapped him on the shoulder.
"Yo, Earth to Mr. Space-Off-Y?" She sniggered, spinning him around.
"Oh!" Kenny exclaimed, surprised. "Hi Leti. What's up?"
"Well…" Leti giggled. "I was wondering…if you wanted to play a prank on Doe and Effie, y'know, a little payback."
Kenny raised an eyebrow.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Dragging them into Chef's kitchen," Leti replied. "That should be a pleasant morning for when they wake up!" She laughed evilly.
"They'd never let you live it down," Kenny reminded her.
"Then I guess this is war!" Leti said firmly.
"War it is…" Kenny murmured, not sure what he was getting himself into.
(A.N.) That was…an odd chapter. Lots of fights. The love triangle between Kenny-Leti-Hunter continues, although it appears Leti is favoring Kenny…I also wanted to dive deeper into Leti's personality, so that's why she, Doe, Effie, and Kenny were the focus of the chapter. Thanks for reading! If nothing else, I like this chapter for this line:
"I said hypocrite, not hippopotamus!"
Sorry I was so lazy when it came to the challenge…