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*Instead of Chris doing the recap, the camera rests on Chef*
"Yeah! I'm doing the recap; you have a problem with that!" Points a knife to the camera, the cameraman nervously shakes no. "Good! So last time on Total Drama Island … the MAGGOTS were tested with trust competitions to prove if they could cooperate together. Some passed with flying colours, while others showed that they probably shouldn't be trusted. In the end, delinquent went home but not before getting a kiss. How much pain will I put them through this week? Sit your damn butt down to find out!"
*** Intro ***
The camera opens to the campgrounds; everyone was enjoying their time, believing it was going to be a challenge-free day. Bridgette was teaching Ezekiel how to surf, and the prairie boy nearly fell into the water as she smiled at him. Gwen and Trent were cuddling on the steps of the cabin.
"S'up, y'all?" LeShawna said as she sat next to them, "What's happening?"
"Just enjoying the view," Trent said while looking at Gwen, making her blush.
"Oh stop it," Gwen replied with a playful push. "That's so cheesy." Trent chuckled and began talking with LeShawna about something. As Gwen noticed LeShawna holding a piece of paper.
"What's that?"
"What? Ooo this? Somebody been sending me love notes." LeShawna passed the noted over to Gwen who read it over.
"Whoa. That's..." Gwen gasped, showing the paper to Trent.
"Know who it's from?" Gwen smiled.
"No."
Trent smiled and looked over at Noah who was reading, "We should tried to get Noah on are side before Heather tries to."
The two nodded and walked over, LeShawna swipe the book from his grip.
"Can I help you?"
"No we can help you. Help us voted Heather off if we lose and we voted off Izzy next."
"Sure, whatever. Can I have my book back please."
Katie, Geoff and Harold were enjoying a good swim, and Heather was plotting something with Izzy. Courtney was sunbathing glaring at Bridgette and Ezekiel playing together.
"That was great, Ezekiel." Bridgette smiled when the prairie boy surfaced from a wipeout.
"I thought I was going to drown, eh."
"You almost had that wave!" She smiled, and the two continued to surf until Ezekiel caught one. He looked delighted and pumped his fist in the air but quickly tripped off his board, turning red with embarrassment. "Your first wave." She clapped.
"Th...This...is...really...fun." Ezekiel said, "I think I can get into surfing."
"Hey, dude has the surfering," Geoff called out.
"Not good, eh," Ezekiel replied, looking down in embarrassment.
"Hey, you're getting better, Ezekiel." Bridgette smiled, and patted his back, making him blush.
"I have a good teacher, eh." Ezekiel smiled towards Bridgette, making her blush.
"I'm not great," Bridgette replied, embarrassed by the comment.
"Don't say that you helped us win the talent show with your surfing," Ezekiel replied. He couldn't help but feel a little woozy in his stomach every time she smiled at him as the seawater sprayed his face.
"You as well," Bridgette smiled and replied to him in both Italian and Japanese. "You're getting much better," Bridgette said, grinning at him. "You held that wave for so long, I though you could do a flip or something."
"I don't think I'll be able to do that."
"You might? You just have to get comfortable."
"It's really get tiring?"
"At first. Go back to shore if you need rest. I'll like to stay here just a little bit longer."
Ezekiel swam back to shore, and sat down on his towel. He watched her surf.
After long day of relaxing the camper returned to their cabins.
"Bye Geoff," Katie smiled as he kissed her cheek before entering the cabin, Bridgette waved to Ezekiel.
"Same time next free day?"
"Sounds great, eh."
"You still have lots of training. But you're getting there."
"Thanks." As the Bass boy entered the cabin, Courtney came over to the Bass girls
"Bridgette, I want to talk to you," she said, the words coming out more condescending than the surfer ever heard. "Alone!"
Bridgette looked worried at Courtney's tone, especially when Katie scoffed and walked away to enter the cabin.
The surfer girl watched her for a second before Courtney placed her hands on her hips. "Look, Bridgette," she said, and Bridgette immediately recognized her CIT tone, one she saved for lectures. "I think it's time we have a little talk."
"What about?" Bridgette asked, not able to to look her friend in the eye because she was hoping it wasn't what she thought it was going to be about.
"What do you think?! This little friendship you have with the sexist f##ker!" She glance over to the cabin.
"Back off he already apologized." Bridgette said, taking a deep breath. "He's changed."
"Do you really know that? Anyone girl with half a brain knows he didn't mean it." Bridgette crossed her arms, angered over the insult.
"Excuse me!"
"Bridgette, even if he is being nice now." CIT said, petting her friend's shoulder. "He's only being nice because he wants to get in your pants."
Bridgette covered her gaping mouth. She felt hurt, and tried to picture Ezekiel how Courtney was picturing him. All she could of was her hurting him. She wanted to argue, she wanted to say exactly why she was wrong, but she didn't feel comfortable discussing feelings she had.
"Ezekiel's... not a bad person."
"Oh come on, every time I've see that sexist f##ker, all I think about is unclean, dumb hilbilly he is. He won't treat you well. You need real man that know about mature things." She patted her back and left Bridgette stunned.
*** Confessional Courtney ***
"Bridgette is sweet person and is easy fooled by that lying sexist sacks of s##t."
*** Confessional Bridgette ***
"Where does she come off? Telling me who I can or can't be friends with?"
*** Camp Ground ***
The campers fell asleep in their beds, but at 2 AM, Chef, wearing his army outfit, stood outside the cabins and blew an air horn, ejecting the teens from their beds. The campers staggered out of their cabins, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes, groaning and complaining.
"Chris, you're dead!" Heather exclaim from the cabin.
They all glared at Chef.
"Where's Chris?" Katie asked.
"ALL RIGHT MAGGOTS," Chef screamed, "I'M IN CHARGE AND IT TIME TO TURN THINGS UP A NOTCH! NO MORE P#### ASS CHALLENGES! YOU'LL ALL START WITH A WARM-UP: TWO LAPS AROUND THE ISLAND! NOW GET RUNNING! WHEN YOU'RE FINISHED, GO TO THE DOCKS"
The campers were about to take off before Chef stopped them. "WAIT! ONE MORE THING MAGGOTS, YOU HAVE TO CARRY THESE!" Chef tossed a sixty-pound backpack at Noah, causing the teen to fall from the weight. Chef then threw backpacks at the remaining campers. Everyone, except Geoff and Izzy, struggled with the weight and were hunched over.
"ALRIGHT SOLDIERS, MOVE!" Chef yelled and began to run as the campers followed, cursing Chef under their breath. Noah, and Harold were at the back of line struggling even to move.
"ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR. ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!" Chef chanted, a montage of the campers running showed on the screen.
Let's get down to business you damn Maggots!"
Did they send me babies when I asked for soldiers?
Geoff was leading the pack, with Izzy somehow managing to keep up by swinging from the tree branches. Trent and Bridgette were not far behind.
"You're the most pathetic bunch of maggots I've ever met!"
Harold and Noah were crawling on the ground, crushed by the weight of their backpacks.
But you can bet before we're through
Maggots, I'll make soldiers out of you
Tranquil as a forest
But on fire within
Once you find your center
You are sure to win
Ezekiel and Gwen were in the middle of the pack, both were sweating heavily, and their breathing was short and hard.
You're a spineless, pale pathetic lot
And you haven't got a clue
Somehow I'll make soldiers out of you
Noah and Harold threw up, Courtney tripped, landing on the snake, Katie collapsed out of breathing.
Courtney': I'm never gonna catch my breath
Courtney is seen far being everyone else.
Harold: Say goodbye to those who knew me
Noah: Boy, was I fool in school for cutting gym
Noah and Harold were face down lying in a puddle of water.
Geoff: This girl got me scared to death
Geoff sees Izzy grinning evilly as she continued to swing.
Gwen: Stop singing before we get sued!"
It was by midafternoon by the time everyone finished, Geoff crossing the line before everyone else while Bridgette and Izzy weren't not far behind. Trent was hot on their heels. Gwen managed to beat Ezekiel, Courtney and Heather by a second, followed by Noah and LeShawna. Harold was the last to cross.
"Is it over?" Gwen asked, wiping away sweat from her forehead, as Harold and Noah threw up again.
*** Docks ***
The campers stood lined up on the dock, exhausted and sweaty while Chef continued to bark at them.
"LINE UP AND STAND UP STRAIGHT! YOU CALL THIS PROPER FORMATION? FEET TOGETHER! ARMS DOWN! EYES FORWARD! CHIN UP!" As Chef gave these orders, he smacked anyone who wasn't standing properly with a paddle. Harold was having the hardest time standing correctly and received multiple hits from Chef.
"Ow, that hurts." The ginger rubbed his back, only to get struck again.
"This is going to be fun," Noah whispered under his breath to Gwen who nodded.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Chef roared and struck Noah on the back with his paddle.
"AHH! That's hurts!" Chef glared down at the bookworm. "I mean, nothing at all sir," Noah replied attempting to put on a harsh soldier voice.
"AND YOU'LL SAY NOTHING UNTIL I GIVE YOU REASON TO SPEAK. OTHERWISE, I'LL PULL YOUR GOD#### TONGUE OUT THROUGH YOUR GOD#### NECK!" Chef eyeballed the contestants, who all, but Eva, looked at him nervously. "TODAY'S CHALLENGE IS MY BOOT CAMP! CHRIS' STUPID LAWYERS SAID IT WOULD BE TO HARSH! BUT THAT'S TOO BAD FOR YOU! AFTER TODAY, YOU'RE GOING TO WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!" A few campers gulped. "LAST ONE STANDING WINS IMMUNITY FOR THEIR TEAM!"
"Ready to serve under your wing, sir!" Izzy saluted.
"Um, where's Chris?" Heather asked, receiving a strike from Chef. Trent, Noah and Gwen, chuckled and received a smack shortly after.
"NOW!" Chef barked, "THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS ARE GOING TO BE THE HARDEST, CRUELEST, MEANEST DAYS YOU HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED IN YOUR ENTIRE LIVES! WHEN I SAY JUMP, YOU BETTER ASK HOW HIGH! IS THAT CLEAR?!"
The campers nodded their heads in agreement, too scared to say otherwise. Of course, being Chef, this kind of answer would not suffice. He went down the line of the campers and struck each of them on the back, "I SAID IS THAT CLEAR!?"
"YES DRILL SERGEANT CHEF!" All the campers replied, with Ezekiel throwing in an EH! on end.
"NOW WHEN YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH, REPORT TO THE DOCK OF SHAME AND RING THE BELL OF DISHONOR AND REPORT TO THE CABIN OF FAILURES! EVERYONE TO THE BEACH NOW!"
*** Confessional Bridgette ***
"Okay, Chris is one thing. But having to deal with his short-tempered sidekick is too much."
*** Confessional Noah ***
"Maybe doing this show wasn't such a good idea."
*** Confessional Chef ***
"None of these kids would have survived the first week in Nam. "
*** Beach ***
All of the campers were finally assembled down at the beach where they stood behind two large canoes placed on the beach, "LISTEN UP!." Chef said, "EACH TEAM MUST HOLD THE CANOES OVER THEIR HEADS. I CATCH ANYONE TAKING THEIR'S HANDS OFF THE CANOE, AND YOU WILL BE ELIMINATED! ALSO, THIS CHALLENGE DOESN'T END UNTIL ONE OF YOU GIVES UP." Chef chuckled, "BUT I STRONGLY NOT QUITTING...it could be your last mistake...CANOES UP NOW!"
On Chef's command, the two teams hoisted up their canoe.
"This isn't so hard," Geoff said confidently as he held up his part of the canoe high and proud.
"Yeah, this is, easy, eh," Ezekiel added.
Hours passed, and the scorching heat combined with the strain on their arms was beginning to take its toll on the campers. Coupled with the fact that they were denied breakfast and lunch, they were dead tired and starving.
At the front of the canoes, Geoff and Katie were chatting amongst themselves, Over with the Gophers, Gwen and Trent were whispering things to one another and chuckling cutely and smiling at one. Izzy was bothering LeShawna about her travels escaping the RCMP.
"Come on sissies," Chef barked out, "You don't eat until someone gives up,"
The camera zoomed out to reveal that Chef and various crew members were lying in the other canoes eating while the campers stomaches continued to growl.
"Don't any of you even think about ringing the bell!" Heather glared back at her team.
"How are you doing over there, eh?" Ezekiel mouthed to Bridgette silently.
"The heat is killing me," she mouthed back, "you?"
"Arms are feeling like rubber," he replied, "but at least I get to stand next to you."
"I was thinking the same thing," Bridgette smiled. "Makes this lame challenge worthwhile."
Ezekiel blushed, stand behind him was Courtney. She scoffed rolling her eyes, kicking him in the shin.
On the Gopher's side, Noah was placed behind Heather; she was seductively swinging her hips back and forth.
Heather smiled and looked back at him, "Seeing something you like?"
"I don't see the appeal, honey," Noah shrugged.
"WHAT!? I'm the hottest girl on the island!" Heather glared
"Oh, please don't flatter yourself, sweetie, you're about a six tops. "Gwen accidentally chuckled at Noah's reply.
"Yeah, I do the rejecting here not you!"
"SHUT UP MAGGOTS!" Chef barked, "This is BOOT CAMP! NOT A DATING SHOW!"
The hours passed slowly as the sun got hotter and their arms growing wearier and their stomachs groaning. Day turned to night, but none of the campers had dropped out yet.
"Twenty-five of us went to the jungle that night. Only five came back out!" Chef was now sitting in a chair, retelling a war story.
"What war were you in?" Gwen yawned.
"Did I say you could speak?" Chef shouted.
"Whatever," Gwen rolled her eyes, "He was so not in a war.
"G...Guys, I don't think I can take anymore," an exhausted Harold, spluttered, letting go of the canoe.
"Harold! Get back here!" Courtney hissed out.
Exhausted, Harold kept walking, slowly making his way over to the bell and weakly rang it. The Bass sighed and dropped their canoe, while the Gophers cheered and tossed their canoe down as well.
"Listen here," Chef said softly as he crouched down and patted Harold on the back. "You have nothing to be ashamed of."
"Th...Thank you...Mr. Chef sir," Harold panted, "That's..."
"EXCEPT FOR BEING A BIG BABY THAT LET HER TEAM DOWN!" Chef suddenly hollered right in his face. "AS FOR THE REST OF YOU REPORT TO THE DINING HALL! IT'S DINNER TIME!"
The starving campers cheered, and all took off to finally have their dinner.
*** Mess Hall ***
The teens gathered in the mess hall, where Chef stood by garbage cans.
"So, where's the food?" Katie said.
"You're looking at it," Chef chuckled as he mentioned to the trash cans. Noah opened a can and looked inside.
"This is the discarded leftovers from yesterday."
"That's all you get," Chef replied,
"You don't honestly expect us to eat any of that...garbage do you?" Heather demanded, stomping her foot on the ground.
"IN WAR YOU TAKE WHAT YOU CAN GET," Chef replied as he grabbed a banana peel from one of the cans and swallowed in whole, nearly causing all of the campers to come close to hurling as they watched him lick off rotten contents of the banana peel off his face.
"You have ten minutes to eat before night training begins!"
The campers all groaned with the message of night training, they winced and reluctantly began to dig through the garbage, looking for anything edible. Heather picked up a dirty banana peel and quickly dropped it.
"Yeah, this isn't happening. I'd rather starve."
"Whatever drama queen," Noah folded his arms, "If I can handle Chef cooking, then I handle this." He pulled out what was left of a roast beef sandwich, he took a bite out of the sub, and not two seconds after he swallowed, a rat poked its head out from where he had just bitten. A look of pure terror and disgust spread across his face, screaming like a girl he dropped the sandwich and raced to the doors as fast as he could.
"Come on, it's not that bad," Izzy replied taking a bite of some soft of slimy green material covered in maggots, eating it without any problem, unlike the other campers Izzy was eating the bugs on her food.
Trent shrugged and tried to do the same, but as soon as he swallowed, he covered his mouth and ran off, trying not to barf.
"This is all kinds of messed up," LeShawna commented, as she gave up on searching.
"There has to be something," Gwen replied as she dug deep into the can. She brought her arm up and saw that she was holding some unidentifiable blob, that jumped off his hand and scurried across the floor.
"I think something alive in there," Courtney said as she was rooting through the bin, "OW! Something bit me!"
Meanwhile, Ezekiel brought two trays of half-eaten candy cars, juice box and pieces of fruit over to Bridgette and sat down next to her.
"Hey, I found these in the garbage and washed them," Ezekiel said as he over her a tray, to which she happily accepted.
"Thanks."
"So, this challenge is pretty hard, eh," Ezekiel said exhausted.
"No kidding," Bridgette replied."
"Yeh," Ezekiel added, "But you're tough too."
"Thanks," Bridgette smiled as Katie and Geoff sat by them.
"Hi, guys," Katie said, rather tired as she took a seat next to them.
"Oh," Ezekiel said, not noticing the pair, "Found anything good?"
"I found a sandwich," Geoff replied, showing a half-eaten sandwich.
"I found a turkey leg," Katie added.
"That's nice," said Bridgette.
"Look guys," Courtney smiled as she down with her team, "If we lose. I'll say we voted off Harold. It's only fair the first to quit should leave."
Geoff and Katie nodded in agreement, Bridgette remained silent and Ezekiel spoke up.
"But Harold is my best friend."
"Well if you want to go home? I'm more then agreeing to that you, eh." Courtney retorted, insulting Ezekiel's accent in the process.
"Hey, lay off him!" Bridgette barked.
*** Camp Grounds ***
For the next challenge, the campers found themselves having to dance in unison with Chef, an easy feat at first but soon became quite tiring as the activity continued.
"When... does it... end?" Noah huffed out as he struggled to keep it up.
"This is torture," Courtney complained.
"When one of you gives up," Chef replied as he continued dancing, as Noah looked at the bell.
"Don't you even think it about it, bookworm," glared Heather.
"My body's killing me," Noah grunted in pain and held his chest, "I think I'm about to have a heart attack."
"Don't bail on us, Noah!" Trent replied.
"Come on, Noah push through it," Gwen supported.
"I...I...Ca..." Noah began to sweat, and it became harder and harder to keep up with Chef; he looked at the bell and his teammates who glared and pled with him. "I'm sor..." Just then, the bell rang. The Gophers turned to see that Katie rang it, looking down in shame.
"Katie!?" Courtney glared, "quitting during a dance challenge!"
"Give her a break," Geoff replied as he turned to wave at Katie. "You did great," He smiled.
"Thanks," Katie smiled back, as everyone on her team but Courtney showed her they had no hard feelings.
"Wait... So, it's over?" Noah hoped.
"Yep," Chef said, "Everyone take a twenty-minute break before the next challenge." Noah and Ezekiel immediately collapsed on the ground.
*** Mess Hall ***
The remaining contestants were sitting at their tables while Chef explained the next part of the challenge.
"For your next challenge, you will write a 300-word essay describing how much you love me."
"Wow? Narcissistic much," Noah said with laugh of everyone. This earned him a good hard smack.
"But we don't like you," a confused Ezekiel replied. Chef glared at the prairie boy and hit him.
Time passed, as the campers delved into their essays. Noah completed it before everyone else, Courtney glared, her eye twitching as she violently scribbled. Ezekiel struggled with the essay at first but then decided to write his essay as if it was about Bridgette, just replacing her name with Chef. For the others, it was pure torture having to come up with stuff to say about a man they despised.
"Time's up!" Chef walked around and collected the papers, "To Chef with long golden hair and beautiful sparklingly eyes and heart as big as the ocean, with a smile that can light up the night? I could never get bored talking to you, you're one of those people that I actually looked forward to talking to. Even if you don't say much, your words can always make me I look at you and you look back at me with your beautiful eyes, comforting smile, and it pathetically makes my day." Chef grunted as he read the paper and tore it up. Ezekiel tried to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with his hat. Chef stalked around the room, seeing that Trent had fallen asleep he banged his fist on the table in front of him, causing Trent to jump six feet in the air.
"YOU'RE OUT. THE REST OF YOU GET TO BED AND REPORT BACK IN 0500 HOURS!"
The exhausted campers made their way out of the mess hall and returned to their cabins. As Geoff passed Ezekiel and smiled at him.
"That was sweet Zeke, what you wrote about Bridgette," Geoff smiled.
"What?" Ezekiel asked.
"Come on, Zeke, a girl with long golden hair," Geoff replied, nudged his shoulder.
"It wasn't me,eh. Maybe it someone else?" Ezekiel looked down, as Bridgette passed by. While Courtney glared at him. If anyone had asked him if he had a crush on Bridgette, he would have denied it; however, the crush had grown so much that it emotionally hurt at times.
*** Obstacle Course ***
A few hours later, the still tired campers had to show up to an obstacle course. There were large wooden walls, swinging ropes, and even a swinging axe. The campers took off into the course, LeShawna had some trouble getting stuck in the mud, Heather got her foot tied around the swinging ropes. As people kept running the course, Geoff was in the lead followed by Izzy, but trailing behind everyone was Noah.
"This... SUCKS!" Noah tried to catch his breath as he struggled to climb the wall, only making it halfway to the top before he plummeted to the ground. He spit out a large helping of mud as he tried to get up.
"I can't keep going!" Noah as they both collapsed.
"Are you calling it quits?" Chef asked.
"Yeah... eh. I can't handle anymore," Noah replied, looking ashamed as he glanced at his team, Heather glared at him.
"Me too," LeShawna added, the camera cut to her stuck deep in mud,
"Your tours of duty are finished," Chef replied and then turned to face the remaining campers still in the game, "it's time for the final challenge."
*** Forest ***
The campers still competing were dangling upside down from the top of a giant tree. Geoff, Ezekiel, Bridgette and Courtney were on one side, Heather, Gwen and Izzy on the other.
"Whoever lasts the longest wins immunity for their team," Chef explained. "By now the blood has started to rush to your heads. Up next is nausea." As Chef continued to list the side effects, Bridgette and Heather passed out.
"Are you alright?" Katie asked as she went over to inspect her.
"I'm okay," Bridgette replied. She tried to get up just as Courtney lost her grip and landed on top of her. "On second thought, no, I'm not." She groaned.
"You've got this crazy girl," Heather cheered from down below.
"You've got this Gwen!" Noah said.
"Izzy lives for the head rush!" Izzy cheered loudly.
"Me, too!" Geoff shouted, "It feels so ... good." His speech began to slow, and he passed out, followed by Gwen, leaving just Ezekiel from the Bass and Izzy for the Gophers.
"We got this!" Bridgette cheered.
"Go, Zeke!" Geoff replied.
"You, doing alright up there?" Trent asked.
"Oh, yeah," Izzy replied, "Izzy could do this all day."
"AAAAAGGHHH!" Ezekiel screamed as he lost his grip, landing directly on his left foot. Bridgette rushed over to him,
"Jesus!? Are you okay?"
Ezekiel just out a loud groan of pain.
"The Gophers win," Chef exclaimed. The Gopher ran over to Izzy to celebrate, as the Bass groaned collectively at the realization that they'd lost, all but Bridgette who was attending to Ezekiel.
As the Gophers cheered Chef approached Izzy.
"Well done soldier," Chef said as he saluted, "I'll go to war with you, anytime."
"Thanks," Izzy replied.
"Glad to hear it, soldier," Chef said as a single tear ran down his face. "Glad to hear it."
Safety intern soon arrived and carefully set Ezekiel on the stretcher and soon carried him to the infirmary with Bridgette following.
*** Camp Grounds ***
The Gophers celebrated all the way to the cabins, having earned decent food for winning the challenge. The campers had a picnic of fresh fruits, sandwiches, soda pop, chips and more. Heather sat alone in a corner to eat, and Izzy was telling a story about her time in the Amazon to LeShawna and Noah. Gwen and Trent sat together, eating grilled cheese sandwiches and sharing a bag of cookies and potato salad. The two accidentally touched hands for a moment as they reached into the cookie bag and Gwen turned away blushing.
Over at the infirmary, X-ray revealed the Ezekiel's leg was broken in several places, Bridgette wiped away a tears as she hug him tightly.
*** Elimination Ceremony ***
The Bass gathered at the bonfire with Chef instead of Chris, and Ezekiel was in wheelchair with a cast on his leg.
"Alright maggots: Party Boy, Surfer Girl, and Wonder twin are safe!" Chef tossed marshmallows at Geoff, Bridgette, and Katie. "Homeschool your safe." Chef flung the marshmallow at him leaving just Harold and Courtney.
"The maggot staying is." Harold and Courtney glance with anxiously at each other and turned their attention to Chef.
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"CIT!"
Courtney smiled and smirked at Harold as she walked passed.
Harold stood up and held his head up high. His team excluding Courtney walked over to hug him.
"Ezekiel. Can you gives to..." Harold held a letter and whispered LeShawna name.
"Is that the girl?"
"Y-yeah," an embarrassed Harold replied. "There's the girl. I got mad crush on, but I haven't been able to make my move. I've sending her some poems. I'm gone, and now I can't say it to her face. Don't let the happened to you." He looked down at Ezekiel.
Harold waved goodbye as he stepped onto the boat of losers. He waved back as he was beginning driven away, and Ezekiel sat on the docks, watching the boat disappear.
"The rest of you maggots are safe!" Chef said, "Go and rest soldiers; you earned it." He turned to the camera and glared, "Come back next time to see which one of these MAGGOTS go home, or I don't get paid."
Screaming Gophers: Noah, Trent, LeShawna, Heather, Gwen, Izzy
Killer Bass: Ezekiel, Katie, Courtney, Bridgette, Geoff
12th Place: Harold
13th Place: Duncan
14th Place: Beth
15th Place: Lindsay
16th Place: Cody
17th Place: Tyler
18th Place: Sadie
19th Place: DJ
20th Place: Justin
21st Place: Owen
22nd Place: Eva
Voting Results.
Courtney - Harold
Bridgette - Courtney
Katie - Harold
Geoff - Harold
Harold - Geoff
Ezekiel - Courtney
Writer's notes: The song Chef sing is Make a man out of you from Mulan.
