The next day was rather easy going. There was no challenge today, which was good because the campers were in desperate need of a break. Although, someone was voted off. The eliminated campers who were relaxing at Playa Des losers voted for Leshawna to join them.

Gloria was sad to see another friend go, but she knew she couldn't give up. She was so close to saving her home. Speaking of, the whole kingdom has already escaped their prison and continued to prepare for an upcoming war. They've created a camp in the middle of the forest away from the humans and continue to plan the attack. Meanwhile, Richter searched high and low for his missing daughter. He knew he had to save her from the danger she was in.

The very next day, it was raining harder than it did anywhere. The remaining contestants were sitting by the cabins idling by.

Chris: [over loudspeaker] Listen up, campers! One of the most grueling challenges of any summer camp experience is the dreaded rain day! Where all activities with a remote possibility of fun are canceled in favor of the Craft Tent. The forecast for tomorrow: rain, rain, and more rain, followed by rain! See you all in the Craft Tent tomorrow at 0700 hours.

[Gwen and Gloria were sitting down together, both of them were sad that Leshawna's gone]

Heather: Frowning like big sucks won't bring Leshawna back, you know. It'll just give you premature wrinkles. Oops. Too late. [Gloria growls at her]

Gwen: Why don't you just put us out of our misery and vote yourself off?

Duncan: So nice to see you three getting along. Gives me the warm fuzzies.

Heather: In your dreams, perv!

Gloria: Ugh, I'm going inside. [She storms off doing so. She lies down on her bunk looking up at the bunk above her and sighs]

Gloria wasn't doing well herself today. She grows ever more homesick each passing day, but she knew she had to press forward she was never one to give up. But she still misses her mother and father.

Gloria: [Thoughts] I know you want me to be brave dad. But I miss you every day. And I know you miss me too. I keep losing so many friends on my journey and it's getting hard to win this by myself especially with Heather messing with me. But this won't stop me from getting back to you. To my family. To my home... I promise.

[Fade to Richter who was outside the Fairy camp looking over the horizon]

Mucina: Richter, aren't you coming inside? It's coming down awfully hard.

Richter: [sighs]

Mucina: I miss her too, sweetie. But if Gloria were here right now, she wouldn't want us to give up. We need to keep going. [Puts her hand on his shoulder]

Richter: You're right honey. [Holds Mucina's hands] I should really stop worrying. I bet that Gloria is trying to find her way back to us. Wherever she is...

Meanwhile, the rain came down so hard it flooded the whole camp. The cabins started drifting away from the island. No one knew what was happening because they were asleep. The very next morning, Gloria was sleeping when she felt the her bed rock.

Gloria: Mmm... the gentle sounds of the waves... [Wakes up] WAVES!? [Sees that the bunk beds were adrift at sea] Why we at sea? HOW ARE WE AT SEA?

[Heather and Gwen woke up in shock and fell into the water. Duncan came down from his cabin and fell right in.]

Gwen: Where did all this water come from?

Heather: How should I know? Why don't you ask the leeches? [Shows the leeches sucking on her arm] Ahh! [Shakes them off]

Duncan: You know, this is so ridiculous, it's almost funny.

[Suddenly a shark surrounds the three campers]

Duncan, Heather, and Gwen: Run!

[The campers ran towards the cabin to safety. Then the shark surrounds Gloria]

Gloria: Uh... Hey, there? You don't eat fairies do you.

Shark: No, but I'll try anything once. [Bared his teeth at her]

Gloria: Guys, wait for me! [Gloria dashes towards the camp as well]

Heather: Gloria! You're the animal expert. Can't you reason with that shark?

Gloria: I've never dealt with sharks before!

Gwen: Quick! We need something big and chewy to shove in its mouth!

Heather: Owen!

Gloria: Don't you dare! We are not using Owen for bait!

Duncan: Then what do you suggest?

Gloria: We hide in the cabin till he goes away!

Gwen: I second that!

[The campers ran inside the cabin and hid until the shark went away. After a while, the cabin bumped causing the campers to fall down]

Heather: Now what?

[They all went out and saw that the cabin has docked onto a desserted island]

Gloria: Are we back in Wawanakwa?

Gwen: This doesn't look like Wawanakwa.

Heather: Puh-lease. Any moron could see that this is one of Chris' cheesy production sets with fake props. [Kicks a rock] Urgh, oh!

Duncan: Hah, yo drama queens? We've obviously just drifted downstream. The producers will send a search party.

[Confessionals: Chris]

Chris: Just to set the record straight, my sets are not cheesy! I lost three interns moving those rocks into place. And about that search party, nuh-uh. Those campers are on their own.

[End confessionals]

[Gloria looked around and sees that the island she was on was very different from Wawanakwa]

Gloria: [nervous] Okay, don't panic. You survived on a different island before. You can do just as well here. [takes a deep breath] Be brave, Gloria.

Duncan: [Relaxes on a rock] Let's just chill until the rescue team arrives.

Gwen: What if there isn't a rescue team? What if the producers think we're dead? I say we build a raft and try to sail back to camp.

Duncan: Good call. Let's get more lost.

Gwen: We need to build a raft!

Duncan: We need to stay put!

Gwen: Build a raft!

Duncan: Stay put!

Gloria: HEY! [Gwen and Duncan looked at Gloria] We can't rely on Chris to save us. We need to find our own way off this island. [Gwen smirks at Duncan]

Heather: Get real, Gloria! This is just Chris' lame attempt at challenging our shipwrecked survival skills. I'm onto you, Chris!

[Confessionals: Chris]

Chris: Ooh! I'm so scared!

[End confessionals]

Gloria: Well, test or not. We need to get back to Wawanakwa!

Heather: [Rolls her eyes] Whatever. [Puts on sunglasses] I'm going for a walk.

Gloria: Alright, let's get started by getting our lay of the land.

[Gloria and Gwen started exploring the island. Duncan rolls his eyes and followed suit. As Duncand tried to catch up, Gwen and Gloria were in front of him]

Gwen: Since when do you take charge?

Gloria: [whispers] My home is back on Wawanakwa, and I can't just wait here to possibly die. Besides, If Chris was trying to test our survival skills. I'm planning on winning.

[They soon reach another side of the island and as Gloria was catching up, she heard Gwen scream]

Gloria: Gwen what are you screaming a- [screams] BOOOUUUUTTT!

[They all see a huge dinosaur skeleton in the middle of the beach]

Heather: So, still think we're downstream from camp?

Duncan: Okay, I've been wrong before.

[Gloria walks up to the skeleton]

Gloria: What is this thing?

Gwen: That's a dinosaur skeleton!

Gloria: That's a dinosaur? Didn't look like that when I saw it.

Gwen: What do you mean?

Gloria: The dinosaurs I saw were big and yellow, and had giant claws on their heads and their bottoms which they use to snatch up my home.

Gwen: Those are called bulldozers.

Gloria: Are they a kind of dinosaur?

[Gwen rolled her eyes. Then noticed a treehouse up above]

Gwen: Hey. Is that a treehouse?

Heather: I found it first! [They went to the treehouse on top of the tree. Gloria opened the door and shreiked when she saw another skeleton]

Gloria: Gah! Was this from another dinosaur?

Heather: No, it's just a fake prop. This is just like when they sent us to Boney Island. Don't you see, it's so obviously another survival challenge! You can't scare me, Chris!

Gwen: What's obvious is that were stranded on a deserted island and we'll die unless we build a raft!

Duncan: If we're stranded, then the producers will obviously rescue us!

Gloria: Didn't you hear me earlier! Chris isn't coming! He doesn't care about us! We need to find our own way off this island!

[Confessionals: Heather]

Heather: I was so better off without those lunatics holding me back. Good luck lost in the wild without shelter.

[Confessionals: Duncan]

Duncan: Okay, so maybe splitting up was a bad idea. I know I should make more of an effort to have an alliance with someone at this point in the game, but they're both insane. I mean, which one would you trust?

[End confessionals]

Duncan: Fine. If that's how you want it, let's make a new rule. Every camper for themselves.

Girls: Fine! [Heather went inside the treehouse. Gwen and Gloria went down to start working on the raft. They grabbed some wood from the tree and tied it together with some rope. Duncan comes back with some food and notices Heather eating a candy bar]

Duncan: Hey! Where did you get that chocolate?

Heather: Oh, nowhere. Just Owen's secret stash of junk food.

Duncan: That genius! I always thought his mattress looked lumpy. You gotta share that with us, man. We're starving!

Heather: Oh, no. I believe the term was "every camper for themselves". And since we're alone on the island… [Just then, they heard a monster roar] Or not...

Gloria: [gulps] Now correct me if I'm wrong, but that sounds like a dinosaur right?

Heather: It's just Chris freaking us out!

Gwen: [stomach rumbles] Well, whatever it is, I'm outta here. [Pushes the raft into the water]

Gloria: Yeah, I'm with you. [Pushes the raft with Gwen]

Heather: You don't even know where you're going.

Gloria: We're going home. You're welcome to join us once you regained sanity.

Heather: I'm not leaving! Because none of this is real!

Duncan: I'll trade you my egg in exchange for a ride.

[Confessionals: Gwen]

Gwen: Riding with him was the last thing I wanted to do. But I was starving!

[End confessionals]

Gwen: [stomach rumbles] Deal. [Duncan gets in the raft]

Heather: [gasps] What? [Runs up to them] Hey! Hey, you can't just form an alliance and leave me!

Gloria: Oh, so you've come to your senses. Sure, we'll let you in. You just have to admit that I'm always right and you're always wrong. And that you're a huge jerk!

Heather: Never!

Gwen: Bye, Heather. Good luck. [The three campers drift away from Heather]

Heather: Don't go! Don't go. If you come back, I'll let you have Owen's Nanano Bars!

Gloria: Not good enough. Byeeee. [They float off back to Wawanakwa leaving Heather]

[Moments later, Gloria and the campers were adrift at sea rowing back to camp]

Gloria: [Smells the fresh air] Ahhh. The smell of freedom. Just look at what we achieved here today. We never gave up and pulled through together... [The raft starts to rock] Woah. Uh, easy with the steering you guys.

[Gwen and Duncan fight over the oar]

Gwen: I will if Duncan lets go of the oar!

Duncan: You paddle like a girl!

Gwen: [grunts] If you don't like the accommodations, there's the door!

Duncan: Just give me the oar!

Gwen: No! It's my raft. I row. [As they fight, the raft shook]

Gloria: Guys! Guys! Save the fighting until were on land, okay?

Duncan: No problem, Paddles here just rowed us in a big circle! There's the shore again.

[The campers were back where they started. They see footprints and a bunch of coconut shells]

Gwen: Uh, looks like our deserted island isn't so deserted.

Duncan: Which will cost you one omelet! [Runs off with the egg]

[Gwen and Duncan fight over it when Gloria hears a monster goose roaring]

Gloria: Uh, guys...

[Gwen and Duncan see the mosnter goose looming over them]

Gwen: Uh, you can have your egg back!

Duncan: No, no, please. I insist.

[The goose swooped down ready to attack the two. Duncan ran away but the monster snached him up. Gwen grabbed the rope and lassoed the goose's leg and pulled and got carried away as well]

Gwen: Woah!

Gloria: Hey! You let my friends go! [Quickly thinking, she used her nature powers to summon a tree from the ground and swayed it at the goose hitting it and letting Gwen and Duncan go.] Guys! [She ran over to them on the other side of the island where she saw them in near Heather and Owen] Guys, thank goodness your okay!

Owen: Gloria! Is that you! Please tell me you're not a mirage!

Gloria: [Notices Owen had a beard and looked like an island native] Owen? You look different. And why do you have a beard?

[Owen grabs Duncan, Gwen, and Gloria in for a hug]

Owen: Ah, my brethren. At last we're together! I shall never let go. [A giant snake falls on them] Oh, let me rephrase that. Run!

[They ran up to the treehouse.]

[Inside the treehouse]

Owen: Hahaha, okay. I spy with my little eye something that is caramelly.

Duncan: Mallomars?

Owen: [chuckles] Right again! Okay, it's your turn, Mr. Coconut!

Gwen: [whispers] He knows it's just a fruit, right?

Gloria: Let's just humor him.

Heather: That's it! I am done with this game and I can't bond with you guys anymore because you're all crazy!

Duncan: You say that like you're not.

Heather: I am the only one left on this show with a shred of sanity.

Gloria: Like you'd know about sanity.

Duncan: Yeah, you change friends often than I change socks.

Heather: Which is so not often enough, by the way. At least I've got my game on.

Gwen: "Game on"? Hello? None of us are in the competition because the producers think we're dead! Which means we're gonna die on this freaking island!

Owen: We are? [screams] Heavenly Hash! We're gonna die! And I've never even had a date! Or held hands! Or fulfilled any of my "Owen gets jiggy" fantasies! Like the one where–

Gwen: D'ah! Make him stop!

[Heather shoves a banana in Owen's mouth]

Owen: [Chomps on the banana] Thanks.

[Confessionals: Gwen]

Gwen: And that's when I thought, "this is how I'm gonna die." My brain was actually going to explode from frustration!

[End confessionals]

Gloria: Guys, we are not going to die! We are getting off this island!

Heather: Oh, give it up already! No one is coming for us and there is no way off this island? Why are you so clueless?

Gloria: I'm not hopeless. I'm hopeful! I'm not giving up. And at least I'm the one trying!

Owen: Guys! You know what we have to do?

Duncan: Run for our lives and leave you and Mr. Coconut behind?

Owen: No. We need to confess our sins.

Heather: Uh, not.

Owen: Oh, no, seriously. I confessed all my sins and felt great. Don't you wanna clear your conscience before you die?

[Moments later, everyone except Gloria confessed to the most bad thing they did]

Gwen: Whoa. So that's what you went to juvie hall for.

Duncan: Yeah, but at least it's not as bad as what Heather did.

Heather: I admit it was a little unorthodox, but it doesn't come close to what Gwen did if that's even your real name.

Duncan: Hold on. We haven't heard Gloria confess the whole time.

Gloria: Well, I don't have anything to confess.

Heather: Is that so? You have been acting exceptionally weird since you got here. You're hiding something.

Gloria: [Sweats nervously] Uh... nope... not hiding anything. I have clean concience.

Heather: [Glares at Gloria] I don't buy it. Something's up and you need to admit it. We're gonna die here anyway, so what have you got to lose...

Gloria: [Thoughts] Only my home, my family, my chance at being queen...

[Heather stared at Gloria waiting for her to spill out her secret, suddenly they hear Owen scream]

Owen: Ew, Ew! Spider in the bed! Spider in the bed! [Runs away from the spider. He ran outside and sees smoke coming from the far side of the island] Hey, look. We've got neighbors.

[The others went outside to see for themselves, leaving Gloria.]

Gloria: [sighs in relief] Ahhh... Saved by the Owen... [Follows them outside]

Duncan: The rescue team?

Heather: Or a trick courtesy of Chris.

Owen: I know how we can find out.

[Smash cut to the campers holding sharpened sticks and wearing facepaint]

Gloria: How is this going to help?

Owen: We pretend we're the head hunters and scare the bejeebers out of whoever's messing with our heads!

Duncan: There's only one problem. A fifty-foot python with an attitude.

[They look down at the python]

Owen: Oh, that. pbht. [He throws Mr Coconut at the python and it knocks it out]

Gwen: Why didn't you do that hours ago?!

Owen: What, and miss out on all our bonding? Come on! Let's go ooga-boogie!

[The campers ran to the source of the smoke until they finally got close]

Owen: This is it, brethren. We might not come back alive. So let's get our oogie-boogie groove on!

Gwen: Yeah, Owen. I'm not so sure about this.

Owen: Ooga booga ooga ooga ooga!

[They charged forward ready to attack. It was revealed it was Chris, Chef, and Chad by a trailer]

Chef: Ah! [Jumps into Chris' arms]

Owen: [gasps] Mr. Coconut! It's a mirage! They're just figments of my imagination!

Chef: Uh, why is he talking to a coconut?

Chris: Owen, it's not a mirage. It's our production crew's secret location. Or was a secret until now.

Gloria: Secret location!? [Points her stick at Chris] You mean you guys were here this entire time and you didn't even came to help us!?

Chad: To be honest we thought you guys wouldn't be here. We thought you were still adrift at sea.

Heather: But… what about the T-Rex skull?

Duncan: And the prehistoric goose?

Chris: [chuckles] Oh, those are just left over from a dinosaur movie that was–

Heather: You mean we were shipwrecked while you were here basking in the lap of luxury a mere hundred feet away?

[Suddenly it started to rain]

Chris: [As he, Chef, and Chad enter the trailer] Yes, Heather. That would be accurate. Sorry. I'd invite you in, but there's only room for seven. See you at the campfire tonight! [Closes the door]

[Gloria was steaming with anger]

[Confessionals: Gloria]

Gloria: One of these days, that man is going to get exactly what he deserves!

[End confessionals]

Later that night, Gloria and the campers were back on Wawanakwa awaiting judgement on who will be eliminated from the competition.

Chris: Well, it's been a grueling day, campers. Frankly, Chef, Chad, and I are worn out. I hope you've learned two valuable lessons. First, always make sure your cabins are securely fastened to the ground. And second, the "every camper for themselves" idea sucks. Five heads are always better than one.

Owen: A-A-Ahem. I think you mean six. [Holds up Mr. Coconut]

Chris: Which brings us to yet another dramatic marshmallow ceremony.

Duncan: Hey, wait a minute. You have five marshmallows. That's one for each of us.

Chris: Excellent observation, dude. Heather, Duncan, Gwen, Owen, Gloria.

Gloria: Wait, if we all get a marshmallow, then who gets voted off?

Owen: [Gasps] No! You don't mean!

Chris: Yep. It's time for Mr. Coconut to walk the Dock of Shame.

Owen: [cries] But why?!

Chris: [Grabs Mr. Coconut] Get it together, dude. You're starting to creep me out.

[He tossed Mr Coconut over to the Dock of Shame, where it bounces all the way into the lake]

Owen: Mr. Coconut! No! [cries]

Heather: By the way, what we confessed back there, stays back there.

Duncan: Oh, yeah.

Gwen: No argument.

[The campers leave to their cabins but Gloria was stopped by Heather who grabbed her wrist]

Heather: This isn't over. I know there's something up with you and one way or another I'm gonna find out what! [Lets go of Gloria and leaves]

Gloria: [scoffs] Good luck with that.

[The episode ends with Mr. Coconut drifting at sea]

Owen: Don't worry, Mr. Coconut. I shall never let go!