DISCLAIMER: I do not own Mischief, or any of the Newsies. I only own Trigger, Fred and the camera guys! I do not own the Bachelor/Bachelorette idea, it is owned by whoever thought of it.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have to give out a huge apology for putting this out so late. To be honest I had a bit of writer's block and I couldn't think of anything to do with the next chapter. But finally before I leave for church camp, I wanted to get all my chapters out. So, this one is just at the last minute sort of thing. But again, I'm sorry about the long wait. Also, this chapter is so unrealistic, so yeah. Don't be like, what? How did that happen? They can't do that? I know that, it's all for kicks.

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"Okay my bachelors and bachelorette, we have a new challenge for you. I bet most of you like camping, don't you?" Mischief grinned evilly. A series of groans were heard from just about everyone, except Jack, of course. "Well, everyone, you guessed correctly. We're going to send you on a weekend of nothing but roughing it in Hawaii's wilderness! It's going to be great and a lot of fun! You'll get to spend two whole days and three nights together and you'll have to survive on your own by getting your own food, water, and just surviving each other. You'll get to know each other by my favorite part of a camping trip, camp fire talk. Are you guys excited?"

"Yeah, I mean, I love camping! In fact, I camp out in my back yard all through the summer. Seriously, I do. I'm not lying." Jack said as he eyed everyone.

"I have a question for you Mischief. Okay when you say 'roughing it', does that mean no electricity?" Trigger asked.

"Yes, that's what I meant."

"So, that means no curling irons, no blow dryers, no straighteners, no..."

"And no running water either." Mischief added.

"So you mean to tell me, I have to go to the bathroom in a port-a- potty?"

"No you go behind a tree." Mischief laughed.

"People actually do that?" Trigger asked in amazement. "That's so disgusting! Camping is disgusting! Everyone here is disgusting!"

"Watch your words, dearie, they hurt." Snitch said.

"Oh shut up!" She snapped at him. "I am not going camping! I've never slept outside before, I can't sleep in a tent. I can't live without running water, I can't be all smelly and buggy, I can't do this. This is about meeting guys so that you can get married, not camping out in the middle of no where and trying to survive on tree bark and big flying ants that you swallow!" Trigger complained. "This is The Bachelorette, not Survivor!"

"But it teaches you an important lesson. It gets you away from all the modern distractions and gets you to really find out who you are and who everyone else is too. It teaches you to work together with the man who may be your husband someday. It teaches you everyone's strengths and weaknesses, including yours. So, Trigger, my advice to you, suck it up and make the best out of it. This is an experience that I can guarantee you, you'll never have again." Mischief explained.

"Thank God!" Trigger said under her breath.

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They all packed their bags with everything they needed and things that they knew they didn't need, and they all packed into the van. Everyone was sitting beside each other, because it was so tight. Blink and Mush seemed to be getting along great with each other; they had a lot in common and goofed off the whole time there. Snitch and Jack were having a deep conversation about the Egyptians and their importance in history. Trigger was talking on her cell phone to her best friend, complaining the whole time about the dumb camping trip they made her go to.

"I'm not a perfect person, I never meant to throw those things at you! And so I have to say before I blow! That I just want you to know! I found a reason to be! A person more like me! A reason to start a new day! And the reason is true! I found a reason to know! The side of me I didn't show! A reason for all that I am! And the reason is true!" Mush attempted to sing at the top his lungs. He didn't even realize he was singing the wrong words to "The Reason" by Hoobastank. He just kept singing his little heart out, he didn't even notice that everyone was laughing at him. "I love that song!" He said as he started another conversation with Blink.

"I think the jockstrap is the single bestest invention ever. I mean, if you didn't have one, what would you do? It really helps out a lot, you know. I mean, if you didn't have it, it's like playing table tennis dude. It's like boom boom boom against your leg, dude. Not good!" Blink said.

"No I would have to disagree with you on that. But I will say it is a good invention, but I don't think it's the bestest. I think the spork is the bestest invention in the world. I mean, there's like no limits to what you can do with it. You can eat macaroni and cheese with it, you can either with the forky part and go bang, or you can eat it with the spoony part and scoop it up. It's like so cool! I mean, you can even eat pudding with it too! You can eat spaghetti and then you can turn around and have some chicken noodle soup with it. It's like Superman, there's nothing he can't do." Mush explained with much enthusiasm.

"No, I'm telling you, the Capri Sun Mountain Berry is the best!" Trigger argued with her friend on the phone. "It like gives you the equal taste of mountains and berries! It's like the best!" She paused to listen to what her friend had to say. "A mountain isn't a fruit? Oh, I thought that it was like a grape or something. My bad." She laughed.

"The thing that bothers me the most in the entire world is when people bend books back. Ugh I can't stand it. It like makes me so paranoid when ever I see a book with a crease in it. It's almost like bending someone's head back at their neck, it just hurts! I can't stand it and it makes me want to murder them!" Snitch said to Jack, who was stroking his whiskers.

"Snitch, you're so paranoid about everything. Just lighten up a bit, man." Jack said as he continued reading Cat Fancy magazine.

"I'm not paranoid about everything, I just hate it when people bend books back."

"Snitch, listen to me, let it go, man. Let it go. It'll be alright, the world will go on. Life will keep moving."

"Wait, isn't it the world will keep moving and life will go on?"

"That's what I said."

"No you said it the opposite way."

"That's what I meant."

"Okay, whatever."

"The best thing about being a woman is the prerogative to have a little fun and... oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy - forget I'm a lady. Men's shirts - short skirts. Oh, oh, oh, really go wild - yeah, doin' it in style. Oh, oh, oh, get in the action - feel the attraction. Color my hair - do what I dare. Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free - yeah, to feel the way I feel. Man! I feel like a woman!" Mush sang again at the top of his lungs.

"This trip is going to take FOREVER." Trigger complained to her friend. -----

Finally after four hours of hearing Mush singing songs, complaining from Trigger, philosophical discussions from Snitch, purring from Jack and different football plays from Blink, they were at their camp site. It wasn't much of a camp site. All they had were a few tents, a camp fire circle and a bunch of trees. They had sticks bundled up for them so that they could cook dinner with and some marshmallows, graham crackers and chocolate for S'mores. Other than those few items, that was it. They had to work together and do everything on their own.

The contestants lined up like they always did and listened to Mischief. "You're at your camp site and you're responsible for each other for the next week. You have to find your own food, get your own water, and do everything else you need to do to survive. If you can't do that, you'll be in trouble. Cameras will be here 24/7 to see your progress, but you will not be associated with them at all. Pretend that they are not there and you'll be fine. Good luck and have fun." With that she left.

"What do we do now?" Trigger asked.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I'm going to visit the crapper." Mush said as he walked away. He stopped at Jack and whispered, "could I borrow that magazine from you for a few minutes?" Jack just looked at him and looked away. "I guess that's a 'no'."

"Well, what does everyone want for dinner tonight?" Snitch asked.

"I would love some Chinese food. You know, General Tso's Chicken or something. How about a nice gyro or something. But now, we have to eat nothing but crap." Trigger complained.

"Not necessarily. If Jack is really a cat, he should be good at fishing and possibly we can have some trout or herring for dinner."

"Do they have those in Hawaii?" Blink asked.

"I don't know, but they could."

"Snitch, I thought you were a genius?" Trigger asked.

"I study philosophy, science, literature, languages and mathematics, not wildlife."

"Isn't that science as well?" Trigger agued.

"Look, why don't you go back to doing the things you're good at, you know, make-overs, sleep-overs, prancing around in a two piece, painting your nails and complaining, okay?"

"Ooh look it's Mr. I'm-so-offended-because-I-don't-know-if-trout-or- herring-live-in-Hawaii-because-I-never-learned-that-at-Harvard."

"Ooh look, we got a joker here, haha. Two points for you, Trigger. I think we better put that on the scoreboard." Snitch argued.

"Where on your ass?" Trigger sweared.

"Language." Benny the camera guy said.

"No how about on your ass, oh yeah, I wouldn't be able to fit two on it, I couldn't even fit one on it, it's so small."

"Oh yeah, I'm proud of my small ass. Unlike you, you couldn't even fit a little speck of dirt on your penis!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Benny screamed at the top of his lungs. Everyone was quiet, all you could hear were the crickets.

"Ooh that's harsh, Trigger." Blink blurted out at the wrong moment.

All of a sudden the kids heard this loud burp. They all looked and saw Mush eating a candy bar. They all ran over to him and tried to swipe it away from him. "Hey, hey, stop it you barbarians. Stop it! This is my Krackle Bar, not yours. Stop it!" He yelled as he ran away.

"Look guys, this is so stupid. Are any of you hungry at all?" Jack said.

They all looked at each other. "No not really, it just kind of looked like the right moment to pretend we were starving." They admitted.

"Yeah that's what I thought too. Okay, do you want fish, because I'll go see if I can do anything."

"Sounds good to me." Mush said, still crunching on his Krackle.

Jack went off to see if he can catch any fish, even though he had to scout a bit to find where the lake was.

Everyone else did some stuff around camp like finding fire wood and stuff like that. They eventually got a fire going and were working on making some chairs for them to sit on. They didn't have many tools, just a hammer and some nails, but they pulled their resources and made themselves some nice chairs.

"I want a canopy that we can sit under. Can you make that?" Trigger asked.

"I don't think so." Mush said. He was making toothpicks instead of chairs.

"Alright, I tried. Hey could you make an outlet and get electricity in here?"

"How are we supposed to do that?" Snitch asked.

"I don't know, you're the smart one. Figure it out." Trigger snapped.

"Fish is here!" Jack chanted as he came back to camp.

"Yes, ooh look at that fish!" Mush said, as they all gathered around Jack to look at their meal.

"They're really big! Where did you get them?" Blink asked.

"The market across from the lake." Jack said.

"What? I thought they took your money?" Trigger asked.

"They did, I just had to give them an autograph and they said we're covered. They just wanted to be on TV so I said they could. They're gonna come over tonight and sing some campfire songs with us." Jack replied.

"Wait, Jack, this isn't Adkins approved. I can't eat this."

"Oh shut up woman. Now you do what women do best, get in the kitchen and stay there." Mush demanded.

"I am not going to touch that fish, you do it."

"No you do it, you're the girl and girls cook. So go do it now! Pronto."

"No, you do it, Mr. Spork Lover."

"Okay, Missy wants to go to the funny business right. Not with me, go now." Mush argued.

"I'll do it." Snitch said as the snitched the fish away from Jack and threw them in the fire.

"What are you doing?" Blink yelled.

"I'm making the fish, didn't you ever watch the Food Network?"

"No."

"Well this is how you do it. Give it a few seconds. And they're done." He said. He pulled the fish out of the fire and put them on the wooden plates they made in their spare time. The fish were perfectly cooked. They all ate and finally night fall came and time for campfire talk.

They all told stories and did shadow puppets against the tents. They told stories about funny things that happened to them, porn stories, stupid commercials they saw and then they played this game where randomly people would pick three nouns and someone would have to tell a complete story about them. Most of the stories were told by Mush because he made them the funniest. He told the funniest story about an elephant, a gas tank and a police officer. Everyone was laughing so hard and falling off their chairs. It was some great times. It was definitely a bonding night. Everyone bonded and everyone got to know each other and they became closer, even Trigger considered those guys to be her friends. She was alone in the wilderness for one week without anything at all that she was used to, and they were all she had. So she had to use what she had and make due, so she did. Everyone got a little bit closer that night, and they hoped that their closeness will never end. Okay, not really, but they could.

"Now it's time for camp songs." Mush said as he clapped his hands. He loved singing. "Someone's in the kitchen with Dina, someone's in the kitchen I know. Someone's in the kitchen with Dina, strumming on the old banjo. Johnny won't you blow, Johnny won't you blow, Johnny won't you ahh, ahh!" Mush screamed.

"Oh my God, what?" Trigger yelped.

"Oh nothing, I'm okay. I thought that's how the song went." Mush replied.

"What? Why?"

"Because that's how it went on Man of the House. The dude was in the shower and all of a sudden he yelled. That's not the real song? Oh." He looked a bit confused, but showed no signs of embarrassment. They continued singing until the wee hours of the morning. "You guys, I'm beat. Let's hit the sack. It'll be an early day tomorrow." Mush said as he started to fall asleep in his chair.

"You're right. Goodnight guys." Trigger said as she headed to her tent. The guys had to bunk together, but she had her own tent. They all hushed up and went to sleep. --------

I don't feel like doing SO's right now. So I'll do them in the next chapter. Thanks for reading and review please!