AN: Hiho K-chan here.. I thought I'd post this chapter cause.. well I did.

Anyway, thanks guys for your reviews!  You are great ^^

The skit things are explained in this chapter, they're hilarious. 

Now to the person that complained about hentai… I only have one question, do you know what hentai is?  Cause you know, there's nothing even remotely close to hentai in here.  Hell there is barely any sexual innuendos.  Yes there is swearing, but that's cause that's how teenagers normally talk.  I know, I'm the same age as most of the characters in this story =P  Consequently the rating is going back down to PG-13 where it belongs.  This story is cleaner than my fic 'Ha! That's what you think!' and its only PG-13.  So ya, please don't flame us for it ^^'

Warnings: Extreme oddness ahead, a some swearing.  Might be a few sexual refrences but nothing you wouldn't find in a PG-13 movie. ^^

David cleared his throat loudly at the end of ten minutes to signal that time was up.  Running his eyes over all four groups he spoke.  "Alright now, it's time to present your skit.  But, before you start we'd like to announce a little change of plans.  Instead of switching groups after every activity tonight, the senior staff has decided that you will stay in your teams for the night and the team with the highest points –which we will give for every activity- at the end of the night gets the prize.  Access to a camp van on your day off and three hours time to go down to the city.  Groups will be switched with every activity night, which will be at eight o'clock every second Sunday, your days off.

Now that we have some real stakes here, I hope you all will do the best jobs you can!  Oh and yes you have to participate, it gives you training for doing these same activities with the campers.  Up first is group one.  Please state your two themes as well as your five prompts before starting."  With that David took his seat with the other senior staff members now turned judges.

Amy and Mariah had to all but push Johnny out into the small space that had been designated 'the stage'.  Robert and Kai followed somewhat reluctantly.

"Alright!"  Amy exclaimed, trying her best not to grimace as she read their themes and prompts.  "Our two themes were: Male strippers wearing pantyhose and solving crimes and Highway Robbery.  Our five prompts were: chocolate chip cookies, the Bat Cave, gravy, chains and hamsters with inferiority complexes."  Taking a deep breath she bowed and said, "Start scene!"

The two girls started pretending like they were driving a car, Amy driving and Mariah in the passenger seat.  Both were pretending to chew gum and Mariah was twirling a strand of pink hair from her ponytail around her index finger idly.

"So like, did you hear?  Batman like, slipped in some gravy that that Alfred dude like spilt in the Bat Cave!  He like, broke his neck! "  Mariah asked, pretending to blow a bubble.

"Oh. My. God!"  Amy replied, flipping her hair a bit.

They were silent for a moment as if expecting something to happen.  When nothing did both girls glanced nervously at the three boys who were just staring at them.  Mariah motioned at them, signaling one of them out to follow through with their plan.

"Stop.  This is a highway robbery.  Give me all your…chocolate chip cookies now.  Or else."  Robert said in an almost monotone, jumping out in front of their 'car'.

The girls gasped dramatically, Amy pretending to slam on the brakes, and both jerked in their 'seats'. 

"Oh no!  Someone's like, trying to rob us!  Our cookies!  Won't someone save us?!"  Amy wailed, waving her hands around for emphasis.

Robert coughed and attempted to cackle, but it came out more as the kind of laugh you laugh at a really lame joke.  His crimson eyes flickered toward the other two boys.  Kai sighed and elbowed Johnny, both stepping forward.

"Don't worry pretty ladies, we'll save you."  Kai muttered, strutting like he was wearing pantyhose.

Mariah gasped, slapping her cheeks with her hands.  "And like, what do we call you oh big strong men!" 

Kai elbowed Johnny again who had to fight back a growl.  They couldn't make him say it!  However, after standing there for a moment, and having all four glares directed at him, Johnny broke down and rolled his eyes.  "Why we are the MSIP of course!"  He replied his voice laced with sarcasm.

Amy grinned, and batted her eyelashes at the boys.  "But what does that stand for?"  She asked, simpering in female weakness.

Johnny and Kai grit their teeth, vowing revenge on their group who made them be the strippers!  "Male Strippers in Pantyhose!"  Both exclaimed at once, starting to pull up their shirts in a seductive way.  As they did cat calls and whistles sounded from the rest of the junior staff along with one unmistakable cackle that both knew promised harassment for the next century.

"Ooo aaahh…" Mariah and Amy cooed, clapping appreciatively.

Robert rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.  "Like pretty boys in tights can stop me.  I will have your cookies yet."  He stated forwardly.

"Get the chains Johnny, I'm going in for the kill."  Kai said, moving over to Robert and pretending to bash him over the head. 

Robert fell to the ground and Johnny stepped over and wrapped him in invisible chains.  "Once again we have vanquished the evil."  Johnny growled, gritting his teeth and crossing his arms over his bare chest.

"Yay our heroes!"  Mariah and Amy yelled together before hopping out of their 'car' and latching onto Johnny and Kai's arms respectively.

Kai pretended to smile, and strike a super hero pose.  However his voice, when he spoke, was still flat and dry.  "I'm afraid we must go now ladies.  There is other evil in the world."

"Yes, we must go save poor defenseless hamsters from their frightening inferiority complexes!"  Johnny added in.

"End scene."

The small audience burst out into applause, many adding whistles.  Group one took a small bow –or rather Mariah and Amy did- before sitting back down on their bleacher, while David called group two.

Jade stepped forward, bowing slightly as her group rallied behind her.  Smiling slightly nervously, she announced their themes and prompts.  "Our themes are marriage and Communist Russia, out prompts are pixies, pervy hobbit fancier, amoeba, pointy hat trick and whips.  Start scene!"

The red haired girl stepped back and turned to face Michael who was standing in the middle of the space alone, the others in their group off to one side.  His hands came up and brushed her hips, pulling her closer to him.  Jade blinked for a second, raising an eyebrow before she realized that she was suppose to acting.

"I'm so happy we're finally married, my sweet!"  Michael crooned at her, winking almost imperceptibly.

Jade giggled, laying her hands flat against his chest and smiling up at him, her heart in her eyes.  "Oh me too!  I can't believe after all this time we can be together!"  She replied in a wispy voice.  Leaning up for a kiss.

Someone in the audience could be heard making rather loud gagging noises.  Jade struggled to stay in character and not roll her eyes.  Damn Enrique.

"That will be quite enough!"  Lee commanded in a loud, commanding voice, struggling with a really bad Russian accent.  He marched forward, stopping beside the couple, and pretending to smooth his invisible moustache.

"Co-Comrad Stalin!"  Jade gasped, her hand flying to her mouth in surprised.

Lee leered at the two, leaning forward to inspect them.  "There will be none of that amoeba exchanging here in Red Russia!"  He said haughtily.  "No one will happy while I rule here!"

Michael appeared to be dismayed at this and stepped away from his 'wife'.  "But Comrad Stalin!  We just got married!"

Lee waved his hand dismissively and opened his mouth to say something else but a high-pitched giggling interrupted him.  The other two girls began to dance around them, giggling insanely and twirling something invisible in their hands.  Jade gasped again, her eyes widening in fear and she jumped, latching her arms around Michael's abdomen.

"Oh God!  It's the Pixies with whips!"  She cried.

"Oh no!  Watch out for their pointy hat tricks!  They've been known to take people's eyes out!"  Michael exclaimed, throwing his arms around Jade in fear as well.

Alexis and Lara cackled and continued dancing around the three.  Lee looked unfazed, merely eyeing the girls with distain. 

Lara, being the better actor of the two, hopped forward, up to Lee and cracked her imaginary whip.  "Is this pervy little hobbit fancier disturbing the happiness of a newlywed couple?!"  Lara demanded.  Jade and Michael gasped in dramatic outrage.

Alexis giggled, grinning at Michael and Jade.  Lee snorted, shoved her away from him.  "Away from me infernal pixy!  You have no right to talk Comrad Stalin, supreme dictator of all Communist Russia!"  He snorted.

"Are you talking back to the greatest of the whip pixies?  It's time you learned your place little man!"  Lara exclaimed, a wicked gleam shining in her eye. 

Suddenly, with out warning, Lara darted forward, her hands clamping down on the sides of Lee's face and pulling him down to her level, her lips catching his in a passionate net.

The entire camp froze in surprise, including the two's own group.  Jade stared, blinking rapidly.  That…was not in the plan!  She couldn't believe the albino girl had the guts to just up and kiss someone she had just met!  It was impressive!  Jade giggled as Lara pulled away from a dazed and confused Lee and bowed toward their audience, stating "End Scene" rather calmly.

The applause was rather slow in coming, mostly because they were all extremely surprised at the plot twist.  However, when it started, it was loud and rowdy, just as it had been for the group before.  Catcalls, whoops, and laughter sounded from the group of teenagers.

"Group three!"

Group three moaned as they dragged themselves off their bleacher and towards the clearing.  Oliver grumbled under his breath, looking exceedingly pissed off.  Tyson and Thomas were smiling cheerfully, chatting a bit about their parts in the skit, while Liika and Emily were silent, scowls on both their faces.  Bryan brought up the rear, his face expressionless. 

When they reached the cleared spot, Oliver shoved Liika forward, glaring at her hotly, as if the whole thing was her fault.  Liika sneered right back at him before coughing and facing their audience.  "Ahem… Yeah….Our themes are…" she shuddered, "Pokemon and… the underwear section of Zellers."  The audience burst out laughing, causing Liika to grit her teeth.  "Our prompts…" She yelled over the laughing, "are old Mcdonald, Godzilla, bright freaken yellow, nitroglycerin and victory pose.  Start scene."  Her whole speech as flat, and it was easy to tell she wasn't pleased one bit.

"Misty!  I challenge you to a pokemon battle!"  Tyson shouted, pointing at Emily dramatically.

Emily sighed, pushing up her glasses and tossing her head haughtily.  "In case you haven't noticed Ash, we are in the middle of the underwear section of Zellers.  This is no place for a pokebattle!"  She lectured firmly.

Tyson groaned loudly, looking around.  "There's no one here!  This place is like deserted!  Don't tell me a few guy's boxers scaarrrees you!  I thought you were all big and tough!"  He taunted, sticking out his tongue.

"What?!  It does not!  Fine then, if you want to battle, let's battle!"  Emily growled, shaking her fist at the blue haired boy.  Pulling an invisible ball of the belt that held up her shorts she tossed it and yelled, "Go …" she paused trying to think of the name of Misty's pokemon, she had only seen like two episodes and laughed the whole way through at the patheticness, "…Polywhirl!"

Thomas flinched as he jumped forward in front of Emily and said, his cheeks blazing, "Poly, Polywhirl!"

Snickers ran through the camp like a wave, some people didn't even bother to try and hide them –those people mostly came from group four.  Thomas coughed awkwardly, trying in vain to calm his flaming cheeks.  Tyson laughed and struck a pose.  "Go!  Pikachu!"

When nothing happened the three actors turned to stare at the other three standing on the sideline.  Liika snickered under her breath, grinning evilly.  "Yeah, go pikachu!"  She snorted pushing Oliver in front of Tyson. 

Oliver's face was a mottled purple and red, his teeth were clenched and he looked like he was about to commit homicide.  Growling low in his throat he grit out quietly, "Pika-pikachu."

From the direction of group four Charity could be heard laughing her head off, the others in her group, as well as the other three groups laughing as well.  Oliver's eye began to twitch and Thomas shifted nervously.  He really didn't want to die!

"Pikachu!  Er…quick attack!"  Tyson commanded clumsily, stepping back from the enraged boy.

Oliver turned his head to glare at the younger boy before advancing on the nervous Thomas, who uttered a small "Poly?" squeak.  Emily's eyebrows shot up and she felt for Thomas, having to face the green haired boy when he was so obviously pissed off.  Thinking quickly, -it was apparent none of the others had remembered that they needed to use the prompts- Emily pointed off into the darkness and shouted, "Look it's Old Mcdonald!"

Tyson, being the boy he was looked off, and actually thought Old Mcdonald was there.  Oliver picked up on Emily's plan and turned his head also, to go along with the act.  Thomas looked over to the remaining two group members and motioned quickly with his hand. 

Liika blinked and shook her head.  Just because she thought of it, doesn't mean she was going to participate, besides she knew the pale haired boy that stood beside her wasn't going to go along with it anyway.  However, before she knew it, large hands grasped her by the waist and she was swung up to sit on one of Bryan's wide shoulders.  Squeaking, one of her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.  "What are you doing??" She hissed, narrowing her eyes down at him.

His pale eyes flickered toward her impassively as on of his hands settled on her thigh to keep her stable.  "Change of plans."  He stated; a smirk tilted the corner of his lips.  "Act."

She glared at him but took a big breath and let out a loud, irritating cackle, mimicking the red haired girl she had seen on the show.  "Wahaha!  All you're pokemon will be mine!  Forward…er…um…Charizard?"  The evilness leaked out of her voice as Liika stumbled to remember the name of one pokemon besides pikachu.

Bryan rolled his eyes, growling low in his throat as he took slow steps forward so that he didn't knock the girl off his shoulder.  Emily and Tyson gaped at the two –Liika had begun cackling again and Bryan just looked bored.

"It's Jesse of Team Rocket!"  Tyson exclaimed, pointing at the two teens.  "We must put a stop to her tyranny!  Go Pikachu!"

Emily, not knowing what to do just mimicked Tyson, sending her 'Polywhirl' into 'battle'.  "I don't know if we can beat her Ash!  Her Charizard is the size of Godzilla!"

Liika kept cackling, but struggled not to turn it into a snicker.  The large teen was the size of Godzilla!  Or at least compared to her! 

"Ah, ah, ah!"  She taunted, waving her finger and winking.  Then, reaching behind her back she pulled out a 'canister' and waved it at them.  She figured if she got the cool role of villain then she might as well as try!  "Do you know what this is brats?"  Liika asked, grinning.  Seeing their confusion, Liika continued.  "This canister contains something that will wipe out your bright freaken yellow rat forever!  WAHAHA!  Nitroglycerin!  If I can't steal it, I'll destroy it!  MUAHAHA!!"

Fear crossed Emily and Tyson's face and they backed up a few steps.  Heh, who'd ever thought the little mouthpiece, could act?  But then, her character wasn't far off what she was in real life.  Oliver was looking less amused by the second, especially since the snickers in the audience were growing louder.  He refused to say anything else, and just let the evil little mouthpiece do whatever she wanted.

"You all die now! WAHAHAH!"  With the final cackle, Liika motioned Bryan to back up slowly and she tossed the imaginary canister of nitroglycerin at the group of four.

Tyson and Emily screamed as they 'blew up' and the two 'pokemon' just fell to the ground.  Liika grinned and turned her upper body towards the audience, flashing a victory sign and winking.  "End scene….thank god."

The audience clapped and whistled.  Kai and Johnny glared at Bryan until he set the blue haired girl down.  They didn't like where the teen put his hand.  Charity yelled "I love you Oliver!" over the clapping, causing Oliver to mutter under his breath as he and his team sat back down on their bleacher.

"Ok, last group, your up!"

"K guys, you ready?"  Charity said leading her group to the 'stage'.  She wasn't overly pleased with her role, but she was going to play it with the best of her ability.  After all, what as a little embarrassment?  She wasn't the only one being thoroughly humiliated.

As her group assembled into their positions behind her, Charity bowed, grinning out at the group.  "Our themes are Attack of the Garden Gnomes on 7-11 and Brittany Spears, our prompts are slot machines, jock strap, underwear, one eyed trouser snake and cow.  Start scene!"  She announced, slipping off to the side.

Tala sauntered up to Rei who was pretending to be wiping a counter.  His pace was casual but he held an air of cocky superiority.  "Yo man," he nodded at Rei, pretending to lean on Rei's counter.

Rei's eyes went wide, and he fumbled his 'cloth'.  "Wow, dude, it's Justin Timberlake!"  He exclaimed excitedly.

The red head grinned cockily, winking at the audience.  "Hey man, what's up?  How's the 7-11 life treating you?  The slot machines bring in a lot of business?"

"Actually, surprisingly not a lot!  Maybe the word just hasn't got out yet."  Rei replied.

"Ahh, I see, I see, well the business will pick up.  Oh hey there's my boy!  Lance!  Dude, Lance in here!"  Tala waved over at the four of his team members.

Enrique came strutting over, smiling his patented smile that made women swoon.  "Hey what up Justin, who's this?"  The blond jutted his thumb towards Rei, who looked star struck.

"I dunno man, just came in here to get a Slurpy when-"

Suddenly Ian and Max jumped into the scene, screeching, running around the three teens, pretending to wave around large machetes.  The three teens looked surprised and Enrique shrieked, latching onto Rei –forgetting that there was supposed to be a counter there, however no one seemed to notice.

"Garden Gnomes!  The spawns of Satan himself!"  Enrique hollered, pretending to break down and cry.

Rei and Tala's eyes widened and the edged away from the two shorter teens who were still running around in circles waving their arms wildly.  "It's kinda disturbing that they're only wearing their underwear eh?"  Tala said, raising a blood red eyebrow.

"No doubt."

"Ohohoho!"  Charity cackled, swaggering over to the group, the back of her hand covering her mouth slightly.  "How do you like my clever little garden gnomes?  Quite handy don't you say?"

"Oh dear god it's Brittany Spears!"  Enrique screamed before falling to the ground in a dead faint.

Charity sighed as if in boredom, flipping her hair.  "Oh dear, Lance always was a weak hearted one!"  She laughed that annoying laugh again.

"DIE!"  Ian and Max shouted pouncing at Enrique on the ground, proceeding to 'stab' him to death.

"Oh dear me…" The dark haired girl gasped.  "It seems my gnomes have killed poor Lance!  Oh well, one less blond to compete with hehe!"  She tossed her head ditzily.

"Um…why are you wearing a jock-strap?"  Rei asked, scratching his head in confusion.

Charity looked down at herself before huffing indignantly and crossing her arms.  "I'll have you know Mr. Clerk-dude, that it is all the fashion craze now!  You're just jealous!  Oh wait, I know!  You just want me to sing, and are too afraid to ask!  Aww, that's so cute!"  She cooed, swooning.

Rei and Tala's eyes widened dramatically, horror reflecting in both the depths.  Charity opened her mouth and started singing –purposely flat and off key.  "Oops!  I did it again!  I played with your heart, got lost in the game!"

"My lord, someone stop the torture," Rei moaned, covering his ears.

"Brittany, baby!"  Tala smoothed, sliding over beside Charity and wrapping his arms around her waist.  Charity had to resist the urge to smack him as his hands traveled a bit too far down onto her behind –they were faced away from the audience so no one but Rei, and the two gnomes could see-, instead she flashed him a glare before masking it with a dopey grin, blinking at him coyly. 

"Hiya Justy…" She cooed, giggling like a little girl.

Tala smirked, catching her glare but merely replying with a wink.  "What you say me and you go back to my flat and check out my one eyed trouser snake."  He asked, winking again.

Charity giggled dumbly again and nodded vigorously, biting the tip of her index finger.  "Is he really big and pretty?"

The teen's smirk grew into a self-satisfied grin.  "You can bet it is sweetheart." He murmured loudly, winking at her.  There was no mistaking his obvious double meaning in that comment.

"Hehe, yay!  Let's go!"  She replied, attempting not to cringe, leading the red head away.

"COW!" Ian and Max shouted taking off after the two, 'machetes' raised.

Rei sighed, looking down at the 'dead' Enrique and began dragging him away.  "End scene!" He said, smiling at the audience.

"What the hell was that?" Enrique scowled as he stared at Tala.

"What?" Tala asked innocently.

"You're choice of meaning was out of character." Oliver butt in.

"Relax you two. It's no biggy. He was just playin a part." Charity cut in, walking over to her two friends.

"That does not matter. It was shameful and disgusting." Oliver growled.

Charity rolled her eyes and sat down. "Ok, so everyone claps for the other teams and nothing for us? Wow, we're really good."

"It was good. But Enrique cut off the applause." Tyson replied with a grin.

Jade nodded and glanced over at Tala who stood back with smirk upon his mouth.

Enrique and Oliver continued to scowl at the blood red headed boy.