The very next day, at the tent where Maclean wasgetting ready for a new day of torturous challenges, Cedric was still stuck in a cage forced to entertain the greedy host. But the princess' servant was hatching a plan.

[Cedric was still in his cage as Maclean gets ready]

Chris: Another day, another chance to humiliate some campers!

[As chris was walking Cedric sees the keys in the host's back pocket and gets an idea]

Cedric: Oh, Maclean!

Chris: Hm? What do you want, Carl?

Cedric: It's Cedric. And, I just wanted to wish you luck today. I'm sure you'll have a good time tormenting the humans.

Chris: I always do.

Cedric: And... I can't help but notice that you're looking a little tense. Perhaps you should do some light stretches before you begin.

Chris: Excellent idea, Kyle.

Cedric: It's Cedric. Not even close.

[So Chris began to do some stretches and as he does this, Cedric tried to reach for the keys. He kept getting close but he couldn't grab them]

Chris: And downward dog. [He layed on the ground with his butt in the air. Cedric was disgusted while he reached for the key. Soon he finally got it just as Chris was finished]

Chris: Well, that was refreshing. Thanks for the idea, Curly. [Leaves]

[As Chris leaves, Cedric used the key to unlock the cage and escape from his prison]

Cedric: Ha! Not smart enough to escape huh? [He flies away from the tent and goes off into the forest] Hang on, Princess! I'm coming!

Meanwhile, Gloria was waking up in cabin and she still had an unsettling feeling that something bad was about to happen to her team. And that bad thing was going to be a real problem in today's challenge...

Chris: Today's challenge will test your minds, your teamwork, and your skills in the kitchen! You'll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to me for tasting. The winners get a reward and the losers will send somebody home. Each team will appoint a head chef to create the theme of the meal and to oversee the cooking. To cook, you need imgredients. Every morning, a truck brings us food. [A truck full of food comes up from the water] Today's task starts there.

Gloria: Wow, I've never leard how to cook before. I mean I've seen people cook back at my home. But, I'm open to new experiences. So, I'll be the-

[Heather interrupts her]

Heather: Head chef! Called it!

Gloria: I was going to be head chef.

Heather: Oh, please. You're not fit for such a big job. Besides you would just mess everything up like you always do. [Gloria angrily grumbles at her]

Leshawna: Just ignore her, girl.

[Confessional: Heather]

Heather: I had to take the leadership role. Hello, we're on a losing streak. And really, everyone else on the team is pretty useless.

[Confessional: Gloria]

Gloria: [Angry] I am so sick of Heather always thinking she's better than everyone and treating us like dirt! One of these days that girl's gonna get what's coming to her!

[End confessionals]

[In the kitchen]

Heather: Leshawna, mangoes. Beth, pineapples. Lindsay, macadamias. Trent, molasses. Gwen, tomatoes. Gloria, equpiment.

[The gophers walked into the kitchen with the ingredients]

Heather: Gwen, Lindsay, you're on the citrus macadamia upside down cake flambé.

Lindsay: [to Gwen] Know how to make an upside down flamer thingy?

Heather: Gah!

[Owen walked over with the oranges but he trips and falls]

Heather: Go back to the truck and get more oranges!

Owen: I'm on it!

Heather: [sighs] Trent, you and Owen are on ribs. Leshawna, Beth and Gloria, you're on pineapple skewers and mango dip.

Leshawna: Girl, let me handle the appetizers. I know how to make a pineapple chutney that will knock the socks off the devil.

Gloria: Oooh, that sounds lovely!

Heather: Yeah, it is! But since I'm head chef, we're gonna stick to my plan. And my plan is pineapples with sticks through them. Got it?

Gloria: Hey, give her a chance. A good leader listens to their teammates ideas.

Heather: I'm sorry, what was that you were saying Gloria? [Gloria grumbles at her] Pineapples with sticks! Don't mess it up!

Gloria: Ugh! She makes it so hard to be on the same team.

So, the gophers continued to prepare their meal for the challenge. And Gloria was giving her dish a much needed flair. But as she continued to help her team, some strangely unfortunate things begin to happen.

[Owen bursts through the door with a crate of oranges in his hand and bee stings all over him]

Owen: It's okay everyone, I'm back. Trent, heads up! [He throws the crate at Trent but it hits him in the head knocking him out] Oops!

Gloria: Trent! Are you okay?

Heather: He's out cold. Take him to the imfirmary.

[Chef decided to pull Trent out of the kitchen and into the infirmary. Gloria had an uneasy feeling that something magical was behind this but she shook it off. As Gloria and the other continued to prepare the meal they cannot help but get annoyed by Heather's bossiness]

Heather: These slices are totally uneven. Switch places with Leshawna.

Gloria: Uh, they look fine to me.

Heather: Um, I didn't get to be head chef because of poor presentation!

Leshawna: No! You got to be head chef because you called it! And who you think you foolin' with this crispy white apron power trip you on?

Heather: Are you gonna be a team player or not?!

Leshawna: Ooh, I'm a team player, all right, but I'm also allergic to pineapple!

Heather: Just get slicing. Now! Thanks, guys.

[Leshawna had red welts all over her arms and she growled]

Leshawana: Ugh! Yo! What do you recommend I do about this?

Heather: Yo, I recommend you scratch after we win. Get back to work.

[Leshawna was about to beat up Heather but the rest of her team restrained her]

Gloria: Look, don't worry it. I have a home remedy for rashes. All I need are some honey. Cover for me while I go get some?

Beth: But wouldn't Heather notice your gone?

Gloria: Oh, please. She doesn't even know I exist. Besides, I'll be quick. [Leaves]

[She grabs a jar and goes out into the forest to find some honey for her rash treatment cure.]

Gloria: Now where would I find some honey? [Looks around and finds a beehive on top of a cabin] Aha! Loooking around to see if anyone's looking... okay! [Transforms into a fairy and goes right into the hive and comes out with the jar full of honey] Thanks for the honey! And congratulations with the 2546 new children! [Suddenly, she hears a boom noise far away] Huh?

[She follows the sound back to the kitchen where she sees Heather's face blown off after a flambe gone wrong. She looks into the reflection of a frying pan and is horrified to see her eyebrows have been burned off. Gloria can help but giggle]

Heather: [screams] My eyebrows! Owen!

Owen: Is it finally lunchtime?

Heather: No! Go get my makeup bag from the cabin!

Owen: But the bees.

Heather: Now! [Owen leaves forlornly]

Leshawna: Excuse me, I need a bathroom break.

Heather: Well, evidently, I need new eyebrows. But we don't always get what we want, do we? Ugh! It's like I'm on a team of morons!

Gloria: [angry] Oh, that is it! Someone needs to take her down a peg! [Looks at the honey she has collected and gets an idea. She grins devilishly] And I am just that someone...

[And so Gloria got to work on her plan, she takes a handful of honey and sneaks into the kitchen. She tries to make sure no one sees her. She flies to Heather and hides in her hair. She then slathers the honey all over her back and flies out of the kitchen all without being seen]

Gloria: Now for phase two. [She flies back to the beehive and whistles the bees out of their hive and speaks to them in buzzing noises] BZZZZ! BZZZZZ! BZZZBZZZBZZBZZZ! ZZZB! BZZZZZBZZZBZZZBZZZZBZZZZ! (Translation: Help! Someone has stolen the queen's royal supply of honey and used it as a skin care product!)

[Angry at what Gloria told them they followed her back to the kitchen.]

Gloria: There's your perp, boys. [The bees see the honey on Heather's back and angrily attacks Heather]

Heather: [Getting swarmed by bees] AAAAHHH! GET THESE BEES OFF ME! [Tries to swat them away]

Gloria: [smirks] Looks like the hive has found their new queen bee. [laughs; She transforms back into a human and walks in pretending to be surpised] Oh no. What is going on here?

Heather: What do you think is going on here! Bees are attacking me! Now hurry up and get them off me!

Gloria: Do not worry, everyone! I'll stop them! [Shoos the bees away] Shoo bees! Shoo! [Talks to them in bee speak] BZZZBZZZ. BZZBZZZBZBZZZBZZZBZZ! (Translation: It's okay boys, i'll take it from here. I'll put in a good word for the queen.)

Bees: BZZZBZZZZBZZZZBZZZZZ! (Translation: You're a hero to us all Gloria.) [The bees fly away]

Heather: About time you did something useful! Ugh! Look at me! I got stings all over me! [Owen then comes back with Heather's purse] Finally! You better hope I have something in here to help cure these- [Leshawna grabs her purse] Hey!

Leshawna: Beth! [Throws it to Beth]

Heather: Gimme!

Beth: Gloria! [Throws it to Gloria]

Gloria: Wait what's going- [Sees Heather charging towards her and she throws it to Lindsay]

[Heather runs to Lindsay and snaps her fingers at her. But the blonde then threw the purse into the freezer. She runs to get her bag but the girls lock her inside]

Heather: Hey! You can't do this, I'm head chef!

Lindsay: Do you think Heather's really mad at us?

Heather: [Furiously bangs on the door] I WILL DESTROY YOU!

Gloria: Oh, she's furious. But better she's in there than out here pushing us around.

Leshawna: Yeah, girl. She needs to learn how to chill.

Gloria: Ha! Good one. [Fist bumps Leshawna]

Beth: But what will we do without a head chef?

Gloria: I didn't say without. [Puts on a chef hat] Say hello to your new head chef! [The gophers clap for her] Now, I don't want all of you all to think of me as your boss. That was the old head chef. But now that the position has been changed, I want you all to think of me as a friend. And as a friend, everyone is expected to be respected. Now, I don't know much about cooking but most of you do! So go out there and do your best! [The gophers cheered] Leshawna, get started on that chutney! Beth, Lindsay, fix that flambe! Gwen, do... something with those ribs!

[They go to their assigned places and Gloria was proud of herself as they prepare their meals with much enthusiasm]

Gloria: [to herself] I got this leadership thing in the bag. I'm gonna make an awesome queen!

[Gloria goes over and sees that the meals were coming along just fune until Gloria saw a strange looking tiki in Beth's pocke that filled her with fear]

Gloria: [gulps] Uh, Beth? What's that?

Beth: Oh, this? It's my good luck charm.

Gloria: I see... And where exactly did you got that good luck charm?

Beth: Oh, from Boney Island. [That exact place confirmed Gloria's worries]

[Confessionals: Gloria]

Gloria: That explains it! I knew there was something strange behind all that has been happening to us! The longer that thing stays our team will be cursed forever! I got to get that thing away from her. But how?...

[End confessionals]

[Gloria looked around until she thought up of a distraction]

Gloria: Look! Is those bees!?

Beth: Where!? [While Beth wasn't looking, Gloria took the idol from her]

Gloria: Nevermind. I must be stressd after Heather worked me too hard. I'm gonna go out for some air. You keep up the good work... [She leaves hurrily]

[She runs through the island with the cursed tiki in hand until she went to the beach. She then threw the idol into the ocean.]

Gloria: [sighs in relief] Problem solved. [Goes back to the kitchen only to find the idol back on the counter. She screamed in shock]

Beth: What is it, Gloria?

Gloria: Uh... Nothing! I uh... I mean... There's a spider on your right!

Beth: Where?! [Gloria takes the idol again and runs off]

[Gloria then goes back to the beach and throws the idol even farther than before. She sighs in relief and returns to the kitchen and see the idol back in Beth's pocket]

Gloria: [baffled] How did... It was... and I... How!?...

Leshawna: You okay, G?

Gloria: Uh... I'm just... a little worried about this challenge.

Leshawna: Relax, girl. We'll do fine. Especially now with you in charge. Although, you've been actin' really tense. Why don't ya sit this one out for a bit. We got this.

Gloria: Uh, yeah. Sure... [Gloria sat down on a chair as the other finish up making their dish]

Leshawna: Hyeah. We might just win this thing yet, y'all. Owen, guard the food. All right, let's do this!

Gloria: Are you sure that's a good idea?

Owen: Don't worry, Gloria. I am a master of self control.

[Meanwhile, Heather was shivering in the freezer while trying to draw on eyebrows. Back at the kitchen, Gloria sat down on a chair in the dining room as the teams presented their dishes.]

Chris: [chewing] Your antipasto passed the testo. Pass the pasta, please. [chewing, slurp] On a scale of one to ten, fifteen. How will the Gophers respond?

[Gloria could only stare at the idol Beth placed on the table]

Gloria: [nervous] Okay, so there is a cursed tiki idol on our team. I tried to get rid of it but it keeps coming back. Well, maybe the curse has worn off. I haven't seen anything go wrong in the last few minutes...

Leshawna: [offscreen] Tell me you did not just eat that entire plate of ribs! [Gloria gulps]

[Owen was shoved outside and was seen covered in barbecue sauce and plate of bones]

Gloria: Owen? What happened to the ribs?

Owen: Uh, I'd noticed it was a little lopsided and ate one side to make it even then one thing came after another and... [laughs nervously as he presented the empty dish to Chris]

Chris: Yeah, this looks like it's uh, been eaten.

Owen: Not all of it. I think there's a tiny chunk left on that… bone. Over there. Yeah, there. [Picks a small piece of rib and eats it]

Chris: [chewing] You know what? I've had worse. Two points!

Owen: Yeah!

Chris: Ooh, close, Owen. But the Bass still lead fifteen to eleven. Time for dessert!

[After the Bass' turn it was time for the gophers to serve dessert]

Chris: I have to say, this dessert looks like a winner. [Before he can eat it on poke with a fork and the the flambe turned to ash]

Leshawna: Oh, that's not good. [Chris ate a smoldered piece of the cake and choked. Owen ran over and gave him a heimlich]

Chris: What the heck is this?

Lindsay: It's Heather's recipe! [gasps] Oh, my gosh! She's still in the fridge! [Runs to get Heather]

Leshawna: What? Girl was making everyone trip.

Chris: Oh, I hear that.

[When Heather came back, she was completely blue in her skin with scrbbled on eyebrows and shivering cold]

Gloria: [smirks] I knew she was cold hearted but this is ridiculous. [Leshawna high fives her]

Heather: [Shivering] S-S-S-S-S-S-Shut up! You guys are s-s-s-so dead! Is it over?

Chris: It is! The Bass win twenty-one to twelve and it's not just 'cause I almost died. The ribs sucked, too.

Heather: Great! That's just great! Why do we keep losing, people? [Sees the idol on the table] And what is this? I didn't approve this!

Beth: I-I brought it back as a souvenir. You know, from the other island.

Heather: You did what?!

Chris: You mean Boney Island? The deadliest island in Muskoka? The one I specifically said not to take anything from or you'll be cursed?

Beth: Yeah… I didn't know! I'll put it back!

Chris: Okay, the Killer Bass now lead with seven members to the Gophers' soon to be six. And as promised, the winners will be enjoying a reward tonight. A five-star dinner under the stars.

[The bass cheered as Heather groaned at her teammates]

Heather: This is all your fault! I gave you all specific orders and you didn't listen to me! I should vote all of you off!

Gloria: I say we shove her back in the freezer.

And so, the bass was once again treated to victory while the gophers were discussing who should get the boot tonight.

Leshawna: I don't know about y'all, but Heather has got to go.

Owen: Yeah, but Beth cursed us with that wooden tiki doll thingy.

Gloria: It wasn't her fault. She didn't know it was cursed. Well, I knew it was cursed, but I didn't tell you guys because I don't want to alarm you.

Leshawna: Well, we are definitely alarmed now. Dear curse, please hit Heather next. And if possible, hit her upside the head!

[That night it was time to vote someone off.]

Chris: I've got eight Gophers sitting in front of me tonight. But only seven fluffy bits of sweet safety in my hands. So good luck. When I call your name, come up and get your marshmallow. Leshawna. Owen. Gwen. Trent. Gloria. Lindsay. Heather, Beth. It's down to you. Whoever doesn't get this last marshmallow must immediately walk The Dock of Shame and leave on the Boat of Losers. Forever.

[dramatic music]

Chris: The final marshmallow goes to… Heather.

[It was Beth that got the boot]

Heather: You heard him. Boat of Losers, that-a-way. That really was stupid of you to take that doll from the island.

Gloria: Sorry, Beth. Don't worry, I'll win this for all of us... [As Beth leaves, Gloria looks up and sighs] I hope...

[Meanwhile, back at Balsa. King Richter was looking up from his balcony worried about his daughter]

Richter: Gloria. Wherever you are, please be careful...