Well I got some reviews and for all you nice people who read it, I'll continue my story. I don't own Gundam Wing; it belongs to Sunrise, Yoshiyuki Tomino, and all them other people. I also don't own McDonald's and their delicious drools Egg McMuffin, Krispy Kreme, and Chick-fila and their Chicken biscuits...Yummy Sorry, it's morning right now.

Day 1: Today's the big day! Today marks the official beginning of Dfire's GW Survival Contest! Today the two teams will get to their destinations by boat, then by trekking through the treachorous forest. Oooooh! This is gonna be good!!


The next morning, when the sun is just peeking over the horizon, the G-boys are still asleep in their rooms snoring and drooling to their heart's content. It's peaceful, it's quiet, it's...

Dfire: TIME TO GO!!

:::Trowa almost falls off his bed as I barge into his room::: Yeeeek!! What are you doing in my room?!

Dfire: Waking you up before you guys fall too far behind.

:::Quatre emerges from his room sleeping rubbing an eye::: Morning Trowa...Morning Dfire...(yawn)...what's going on?

Dfire: You're losing the game already that's what's going on. Part of survival is getting up early and being that "early bird who catches the worm."

Trowa and Quatre: blink blink??

Dfire: What I'm saying is that it's waaaayy past your time to get up and that the g-girls are waiting outside ready to go.

Trowa and Quatre with big anime heads: NANI?!?!

:::Wufei walks in an interesting apparel of lil' panda boxer shorts and matching top::: Can't an elite soldier get some sleep around here? I have to get my beauty sleep you know.

Dfire: You could use some.

Wufei: What did you say?

Dfire: Nothing. I like your nightie set, have one just like it. ^__^

Wufei: Shut your mouth, woman! This is a special edition nightwear made in China, the great motherland!

Dfire (muttering to herelf): Looks more like something from Rave. Okay guys! Let's move it!

:::Trowa starts franticly pulling out clothing from his dresser, while Quatre almost stumbles over him trying to get to his room and take a quick shower:::

Dfire blows on a whistle almost making Wufei's ears explode: Okay you guys! Move it, move it! I'll go wake up the others. Quatre, make sure you scrub real good; you'll need a good shower before you leave...there's no telling when you'll have a chance to take another.

Quatre: What?! O.O

Trowa to himself: What did we get ourselves into?

After a quick fifteen minutes of showering, dressing up, gelling hair, picking knots out of Duo's braid, making iced tea for Quatre, ironing Wufei's funky white pants, and stealing Heero's laptop we finally piled into my deluxe sized mini van and got on that highway just as the sun was coming up.

Dfire: Wow we made it!

Duo: Yippee! We're on our way to camping!

Hilde: Can we stop by McDonald's and get an Egg McMuffin real quick? I'm starved.

Cathy: Who needs McDonalds's when you got Chick-fila and their Chicken biscuits?

Dfire: Sorry guys, but we have to get to Bear Island by seven. Get used to not having those luxury items like greasy artery-clogging fast food, there won't be any for the next three days.

Hilde, eyes jiggling anime style when they're about to cry: You mean sniff no McDonald's?

Heero: What a minute. Yesterday you said the contest would last two days.

Dfire: Ummm..yeah I did--But you see with the time getting there and setting up camp adds up to a lot of hours, so I changed it to three days instead of two. No big deal.

Relena: I think it's a very big deal. I say we discuss this in an organized assembled meeting.

Dfire: Relena, this is not one of your peace missions, this is my ultimate Survival Adventure. :::spots Krispy Kreme around the corner::: Ahhhh! Donoughts! :::Takes a sharp turn causing all ten G-people in the van to tumble on one side of the vehicle in one big heap:::

Quatre: Aaaahhhh! My poor spleen!

****About an hour later****

Dfire: There she is! These are the two ships that will take you to Bear Island, the Atlantic Dream and Starboard. Aren't they beauts?

:::Quatre squints his eyes to take a better look at the available transportion::: Dfire, those "ships" look like a few pieces of plank wood tied together with some fish net string.

Dfire: That's because they are. But hey I'm a teenaged girl; ehere do you expect me to get a cruise ship?

Quatre: I could.

Dfire: I know you could but that's beside the point. But hey! It doesn't matter, this is a survival contest; you're supposed to be roughing it.

Dorothy: You're not making me get on that worthless piece of wood you call a ship. Did you make those yourself?

Dfire: Yes, I did.

Duo: I could do better in less than ten minutes.

Dfire: Okay, so I'm not what you could call a carpenter! Geez, the sacrifices I make for you guys and this is how you treat me?

Relena: It's okay, this will do. Let's just get this thing started already.

Dfire: Okay then, here are the maps. :::Gives one to each team captain, Sally and Quatre. The team members crowd around them to take a look at the maps:::

Cathy: Don't we get maps of the island too?

Dfire: Nope, just this one of the water to help you get to Bear Island.

Cathy: But how will we find our way around the woods.

Dfire: By landmarks and stuff like that, use your instinct! Do you think Louis and Clark used a map to get to the Pacific coast? Did Magellan have a well detailed map of the world?

Sally: No

Dfire: Of course not! Now, the guys will use the Atlantic Dream and the ladies will use the Starboard. From here is where we part, for the next three days you will be alone in the wilderness with no contact to the outside world, no telephone, no raido, alone in a savage land where beasts who prey on unsuspecting victims and pounce...

Quatre: Please stop!

Dfire: Sorry Quatre. Now guys all--what a minute...I almost forgot!

Heero impatiently: Now what?

Dfire: Dfire check! :::pounces onto the g-boys and g-girls small pile of luggage and begins ripping open suitcases and shredding through knapsacks:::

Cathy whispering to Relena: What is she doing?

Relena: I don't know, she's completely insane.

Dfire lifts up a metal item from the pile: Aha!!

G-boys and G-girls: O.o

Dfire: A cell phone!

Relena: That's mine. As foreign minister I need it for whenever a board wants to discuss peace relations.

:::From out of nowhere Dfire pulls out a large mallet::: You won't be needing this.

Relena: No!!

:::With all my strength I swing the mallet down and smash the phone into a million bits and pieces::: There, now that's done. I'll have to search you guys next.

:::Relena picks up the little pieces and clutches them to her chest::: My poor dear cell phone; we've been through many good conversations together, conversations of world peace. I will miss you dearly, my dear dear cell phone.

:::Trowa backs away as I approach him:::

Dfire: Don't worry Trowa, I'm just gonna search you for modern conveniences. :::He still backs away as if I'm a rabid animal:::

Trowa: Keep away from me!

I pounce on him and begin searching through his pockets. I even go through his hair because there's no telling what he could in those bangs of his. Trowa: I've been violated! :::Then I search through the others and everything's clear until I get to Heero:::

Dfire: What is this? :::Pulls out a gun:::

Heero: That's mine.

Dfire: Trying to bring weapons into the peaceful wildernuss, huh? You should be ashamed.

Duo: We could use it for hunting.

Dfire: Not guns! Use bows and arrows, rocks, anything but not guns.

Heero: Hn

:::Dfire continues her search and runs into another gun. She pulls it out and finds another then another::: How many of these do you have?

Heero: Hn

Dfire: Okay, Duo and Trowa, help me out here.

:::The two G-boys pick Heero up and shake him upside down. One gun falls out, two, three, four more, soon there's a whole pile of guns on the floor:::

Duo: So that's where you keep those things!

Dfire: Okay now that's done so I guess it's time for you to start your journey. While you're there I suggest you all keep journals, it's what all the explorers and travelerpeople do. Now get on those ships, er... rafts.

They all pile onto the ships and Quatre does his job and gives out orders. :::Alright men! Release the sails!:::

Trowa: There are no sails.

Wufei: Yeah! Just this stupid flimsy little piece of cloth.

Dfire: That 'flimsy little piece of cloth' happens to be my mom's best tablecloth. It was the only piece of cloth I could find that could be used as a sail.

Hilde: Where's the oars? We don't have any oars.

Dfire: You guys don't have any.

Duo: How are we supposed to move then?

Dfire: Er, your hands I guess.

Dorothy: I refuse to put my hands in that water and paddle like a dog.

Dfire: Okay then, Miss Dorothy, use your eyebrows to paddle.

Dorothy: Why you...! (oof) :::Before she can clobber me Cathy releases the "sail" which was actually my old baby blanket with cute little bunnies and squirrels on it:::

Sally: O.o

Quatre: Oh, look at the cute widdle bunnies!!

:::Wufei starts paddling with his hands muttering something about stupid women and injustice. The other g-boys join paddling furiously since the g-girls are slightly ahead:::

Dfire: And away you go! Bye! Bon voyage! Get along, think straight and you might survive. I wish you guys the best of luck. (muttering to herself) You're gonna need it.

Duo: I have a bad feeling about this.

Heero: Hmmmm

That was part two of the Survival Contest and the journey has finally begun! So what dangers lie ahead for our brave adventurers? There's no telling!