After some time of being carried by the youngster, Owen decided to speak up. At this point, he realized that this kid would most likely do something horrible to him, such as burying him alive or perhaps chucking him into a deep pond.

"Pst! Hey kid, can you...uh...take me to...my house?" he asked, hoping for the best reaction.

The child looked down at him, quite perplexed. "Did you just say something?" he questioned. "But you're a coconut!"

Owen struggled to say something plausible. After all, this kid was literally addressing him. Maybe a little bit too calm and collected for his age. "Er, yes I did! And yes, I am a coconut. So yeah, to get to my house, you have to make a left, then a right, then another left. Oh yeah, then you just keep going down that road until you see some sort of...pinkish house. Yeah, I know, my mom really has a way with decorating."

"You're a coconut..."

"Yes, yes I am, but you see here, I'm an ultra-super-duper-intelligent coconut from the future!" Owen lied.

The boy gave him another look before smiling. "You'll have to agree to be my best friend!"

"Be your best friend?"

The child nodded. "Yup! I know you're a coconut, but I can still be your friend!"

"Uh...okay. Sure, I'll be your best friend. I get along with a lot of people!"

The child's happy expression faded into something a little more stern. "Promise?"

"Yeah, I promise. Trust me, I'm like the friendliest guy you'll ever meet. No need to worry!"

The child's clear visibly lifted back up. "Okay! You wanna go to the toy store with me?"

"Um, sorry kid, I need to get back to my house!"

"Nope. Toy store first."

"But I thought you asked me for my opinion first."

"I changed my my mind. We're going to the toy store!"

Owen sighed, but he knew that the kid would just leave him there if he refused. "Oh, okay, toy store then!"

"Yay!"

And so the child began walking towards the toy store, cradling Owen in his arms. "Wait, how can you speak if you're a coconut?" he asked.

"I said that I was the ultra-super-duper-intelligent coconut...from the future!"

The child gave him a doubtful look, causing Owen to fess up. "Okay, I'm not that coconuts. You see, it's a pretty long story..."


"Well, Chris dumped us in an unfamiliar place again," Gwen said. "Best care scenario: We all get out alive, but with severe allergic reactions."

"Ooh, look at all these purple sha-berries! I think I've heard of them in a sha-magazine before," Lightning mused. He picked a few off of the plant they hung from. "Better eat them than sha-starve, right?" he dropped one in his mouth.

"Ooh, tasty," he said, clearly amused by the taste. Noah, however was not. In fact, he seemed unusually frantic.

"What are you doing?! You might get an allergic reaction to those berries!" he shouted.

"Sha-why?" Lightning asked.

"Uh, 'life threatening allergies'? Ring a bell? I swear, if you kill off my body..."

"Don't sha-worry! It's not sha-confirmed that you have a sha-reaction to these kinds of berries! And if you do, it probably has different sha-effect on me!" Lightning ensured. Just then, his skin turned an unusual red color, and his face started sweating. His eyes and lips were also starting to swell. "See? I'm sha-good!"

He then fell to the dirt, twitching insessantly. Noah huffed, fairly disappointed. "Great, now all we need is a death sentence, courtesy of Chris, and everybody will be happy!"

"Looks like my prediction will turn out to be correct," Gwen added.

"Just be happy he was a dumb one," Duncan reassured him, "And he's still breathing, so there's a 50-50 chance that he'll survive, and that we can get Noah back in his body, but for the time being, he's going to have to carry him."

"Carry him?" Noah asked.

"Well, you do have the muscles of a body now builder now, right?"

Noah sighed. "Okay, fine, I'll carry him."

Duncan nodded, and turned towards the rest of the contestant. "Okay, not to sound like pre-depressive Jo here, but we should probably get a move on. It's a shame that Chris and Chef didn't give us any directions beforehand, but I guess we can make do."

"Speaking of Jo..." Zoey trailed off, her gaze in Jo's general direction. Jo was standing, and looked willing to walk, but she was greatly hunched over and her eyes were dim. Duncan's expression went completely blank.

"Okay Jo, we're sorry that Brick yelled at you, and that you were crushed under a giant glowing rock. You did kind of help us in terms of order, but to be honest, you were also really goddamn annoying, so I hope you understand. Let's just say that some of us may not be able to live your little injury down, so...it's a lose-lose case, I guess?" Duncan said, hoping for the mood to change greatly.

Jo sighed. "It's not the injury, the yelling, or even you guys," she explained, "It's the outcome. I lost."

"Well, technically Duncan said that the outcome was lose-lose, so there is no real reason to be depressed. We're all equal in this situation," Harold added in.

She shot Harold a glare before continuing. "That's not what I mean! I don't care if you guys lose along with me! I just care what the outcome for myself is! Don't you guys understand?"

"Considering this whole thing really isn't a game in the first place, no, not really," Scott told her.

"This isn't a game? Of course it is! Survival of the fittest, I believe. We're in a race to adapt, and whoever cracks loses! And since I cracked after the rock hit me, I lost!"

Everyone shuffled in place, quite uncomfortable by Jo's speech mainly because she was dead wrong in the situation. "What? Why are you all acting so nervous?"

"Jo, you're wrong. I mean, isn't the whole point of this to obtain the 'ingredients' of The Body Swapper, and just make due while we can? There's no real point in treating it like another competition," Courtney told her.

"Bu-but," Jo stuttered.

"Yeah, sorry, I think you're kind if over-analyzing all of this," Cody shrugged.

"You know what? Fine, this isn't a game at the moment, but don't forget that it may come back to bite you later in this journey."

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" Blaineley asked.

"Yes, yes it. Now-"

"Guys, can we just move along? I don't mean to be rude, but we're wasting out time. We could've been a long ways from here if it weren't for this conversation," Brick interrupted.

Leshawna shrugged. "Fine by me. I wouldn't mind getting out if this little clearing."

"Thank you," Brick mumbled.

Duncan smiled. "Yeah, why don't we just get out of here. It's better than us all having an argument that never gets resolved. Got to hand it to Brick over here."

"Agreed," Heather stated, "Let's just find that lemur's hat, and get back on that plane before we all end up murdering each other, or if you want to be realistic, before Jo murders all of us."

A chorus of 'yeah's were heard throughout the crowd. All but Jo pitched it. Duncan smirked at her.

"So, do you agree that we should get going?" he asked her.

Jo sighed. "Yes. We should go, but don't expect me to be jolly-happy-sunshine girl now."

"I won't expect you to be like that."

"Good," Jo huffed.

"Okay," Duncan started again, "Now that that's settled, we would probably figure out which direction to go in. I say we go...left."

"What made you say that?" Bridgette asked.

"Well, um, becuase right is secretly always the wrong way to go?"

"Really?" Trent said.

"You got me. I suck at directions in these kinds of situations, so maybe...DJ! You take over!"

"Man, I'm worse than you!" DJ told him.

"Just do it! We need to walk in some direction!"

"Okay, so let's go...right?"

"Maybe you're worse than me, DJ. Anyone else willing to give some directions?"

"I can," Dawn volunteered.

"Go ahead, Nature Girl. Tell us where to go!" Duncan encouraged, slightly snickering under his breath.

"Well, we first go left, just like Duncan said, and then, as DJ said, we go right once we hit a certain, extremely tall palm tree. Then, we move on a zigzagged path for another two miles, cut across a river, and swing on vines until we come across a crashed plane."

Everyone pondered her directions for a moment before Cameron spoke up. "Um, those were quite fair, but do we really need to swing on a vine?" he asked.

"That would be the most logical voice, yes. Mike might know better than I do though, since he's in my body."

"Mike? Do you have an input?"

"Maybe. It seems as if we should...walk two miles backwards, or at least that's what all these visions are telling me."

Dawn waked over to Mike and patted him on the back. "It's okay. You can try again next time."

Mke frowned at the comment, but soon let his expression slide into a more blank face.

"I guess we'll just take Dawn's directions, since she most likely knows more about this place than all of us combined," Duncan continued, "Have you ever been to Madagascar before, Dawn?"

Dawn shook her head.

"Well okay, but yeah, it's better than everyone else's directions, but if this takes us to some place seventy miles from the plane, we have a right to leave you behind."

Dawn nodded solemnly, but tugged her collar a tiny bit.

"Imagine if Katie was giving directions," Courtney muttered.

"Hey! I'm not that bad with directions! Sadie can understand, right?" Katie said defensively.

Sadie gave her an awkward glance, making Katie twitch. "What? Am I not good with directions?

"Well, you did get us lost all the way back in season one," Sadie told her.

"Oh my god, we are so not BFFs anymore!" Katie whined.

"No, Katie, I'm just being honest here. We all have our flaws!"

As the two were arguing, Blaineley started mumbling. "Gee, and I thought I would have to break them up myself," she said.

"Okay, okay," Duncan said, "Can you two stop fighting. We can get out of here faster that way!"

Katie crossed her arms. "I guess, maybe I was a little out of turn. I'm sorry, Sadie!"

"I forgive you, Katie! I want to be BFFs again!"

Duncan rolled his eyes. "And I want you two to shut the hell up! Everyone else wants to start walking!"

Katie and Sadie turned red in the face. They turned towards the other contestants to see all of their annoyed expressions. "Okay," they obliged in unison.

"So, we're getting out if this little area. Finally. Let's start moving left. Oh, and Noah, don't forget to carry Lightning," Duncan told the crowd.

Noah turned over to see Lightning, who stil happened to be on the ground. He groaned as he threw the jock over his shoulder, and soon joined the crowd as they waked away.

And so, the contestans began yet another trek, this time very different environment, not to mention the vague directions.

A/N- Yes, yet another chapter where not a lot happens. I would've added part of the trek in here, but I was afraid that the chapter would drag on for too long then. I promise the next one will be more eventful. I hope you enjoyed anyway though!