(A/n: Special thanks to all my reviewers, and especially CrAzYhOrSeGiRl88, because she's prompting me to write this RIGHT NOW! lol. I'll try to put in some d/n fluff for you.)

Host: WAKEY WAKEY!

*T1 and T2 grumble but stumble out onto the beach.

Host: Today you will have your first off day. AFTER the competition. And today's competition is a little different. I just thought I'd branch out--

Dom: You can't do that

Host: Yes I can. It's in The Rule. As I was saying, I feel like branching out. If you don't want to answer your truth question, you may take a consequence.

Thayet: What's the cons--

Host: DON'T SPEAK!

Kel: Well if we don't have to tell the truth, what do I need this thing for? *throws her innocence award far into the ocean*

Daine: *mutters* that wasn't very smart.

Host: You still could have used that, Kel.

Kel: I knew that!

Jon and Alanna: *laugh*

Host: Well, first up! NUMAIR! *Numair walks forward and faces the crowd*

Numair: I am ready

Host: Numair…Were you jealous of Neal yesterday?

Numair: *flushes* I…well…yes.

Daine: *beams at him and blows him a kiss*

Host: Okay, Numair. Step down. Next…George.

George: Stop right there, I'll take the dare! *giggles* I'm a poet and I didn't know it! HAHA!

Host: Okay…your dare is: Kiss someone on your team.

*without hesitation he stands and kisses Buri*

George: Come here, my dear! *giggles* Oh Buri your so…furry. Um…poet? You know…rhyme….I guess not this time…HAHA!

Neal: Oh gods…

Daine: Ma…Da…

Alanna: Great Mother…Goddess…help us…

Kel: Chamber of Ordeal…what should I do??

Host: Right. Well…Alanna? Your question is…who was your first kiss?

Alanna: *ruefully* George…

Jon: *is shocked*

Host: Okay, Jon. You next. Who was YOUR first kiss?

Jon: I don't want to talk about it.

Host: okay, Dare time! Your dare is to sing a song to someone here!

Jon: Fine. *Turns to Alanna* This is about us, when we were younger. *Clears throat* *His deep, even voice rings across the island* If I should stay, I would only be in your way. So I'll go, but I know, I'll think of you every step of the way. And I will always love you, I will always love y--*voice cracks* K I'm done. *Sits*

Alanna: *sobs* Well, I'm not really sobbing. But that was beautiful, Jon…

Host: I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! ON TO THE SAND WRESTLING! Those of you who haven't gone…I'll think of something. But another performance like that…*shudders* *Suddenly a pit filled with wet sand appear in the…um…sand.* Okay. Who wants to challenge!?

George: BRING IT ON, JONNY!

*Jon stands with an uncharacteristic roar and leapt on George. They tumbled into the sand wrestling pit, somewhat sinking.*

Buri: I got ten Nobles on George.

Thayet: Twenty.

Alanna: Forty on Jon!

(A/n: WHO WILL WIN?!?! REVIEW AND FIND OUT!)

This next part is specially for CrAzYhOrSeGiRl88, but I'm not SUPER good at fluff.

*No one notices as Daine and Numair sneak off into a mangrove of trees. They stop, hidden in the brush. Daine starts to kiss Numair*

Numair: Wait. I can't do this if you actually like Neal.

Daine: Does it really matter?

Numair: Yes. *gets kissed passionately. NO! *kisses her back* *They fumble at each other's clothes*

Daine: Wait. I didn't bring my charm against pregnancy.

Numair: *curses and kisses her a last time* Fine. Lets go back