Total Drama Island

by Cooking Zaddy

In an alternate universe, the first season of Total Drama will now have a grand total of forty contestants: 22 canon and 18 original. But it's still at the same island known as Wawanakwa. With a larger cast, how will things play out differently? One thing's for sure, the drama is still going to be apparent. Perhaps... it'll be more intense. Much more intense.

3. Hot Tub Dive Time (Part 01)

Episode 02: Hot Tub Dive Time (Part 01)

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Author's Note - It's finally here! After finishing up midterms and taking care of personal stuff, I am back with another new chapter! This chapter was much easier to write than the last one, which surprised me because I thought this was going to take a while for me to finish. But to be honest, this would've been completed in less than nine days had I not been occupied with important matters.

So we're now on the second episode, which means that this chapter will also have the first challenge of the season. There's no elimination yet, but we're very close. Hang on tight, reader! Because things are about to pick up in this Total Drama universe! Without further ado, let's begin the third chapter! Whew! I need a quick writing break after this.

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Day 02

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Last time on Total Drama Island! Forty campers from different walks of life arrived at Wawanakwa Island for a chance to win one million dollars in an elimination game. Some of them were good. Some of them were bad. Some of them were cool. And some of them were weird. After dividing them into four teams, they would have to spend their time at a crummy old summer camp called Camp Wawanakwa. And although they got to enjoy their free time yesterday, today will be a different story. They will be competing in their first challenge, and one of them will be eliminated tonight!

So stay tuned, folks! You don't wanna miss out on today's episode of…

Total

Drama

Island!

(intro cue)

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(Screaming Gophers Guy's Side) - Cody, DJ, Ezekiel, Geoff, Preston

The early morning hit the aftermath of the party. Last night was a real rumble. Loud music, a large assortment of food and drinks and even better, an everlasting bundle of human interactions circulating all throughout the campsite. Even those who had said they wouldn't bother attending, attended (not Nathan though. He was the only one who did not go). Overall, the party was a success. And amidst that success...

"Aw, dudes. That was one hell of a party," Geoff woke up with a yawn. He stretched up his limbs, all of which felt really sore from that party. Perhaps throwing it up in the air all night was probably a bad idea. Geoff turned and noticed Ezekiel enter the door. Bewildered, he asked, "Dude, you're up already?"

"There's no moose around here, eh," Ezekiel scratched his head.

"Aw, that sucks, man," Geoff chuckled. "If there was, we could go for some moose riding."

"My older brother taught me how to ride a moose, eh," Ezekiel pointed out, smiling. "They can be pretty wild if you can't control them."

"Ah, fuck," Preston woke up next, feeling a distant pain in his head. For Preston, it was the aftermath of his hustle with Chef that gave him a rude awakening. "Goddammit. These bruises hurt like shit."

"You should've just asked him," DJ chuckled, slowly waking up as well. "Dude's about twice your size."

"Fuck off," Preston frowned. "Maybe if he didn't serve us food that's barely edible, I wouldn't have tried to go after him."

"Still man," DJ chuckled. "Violence isn't always the answer to your problems, unless you have to defend yourself or someone you care about. That's what my mama told me."

"Why are you defending that piece of shit?" Preston glared at DJ.

"I'm not," DJ held his hands up in defense. "I'm just tryna help you, man."

"Hey, hey, let's just calm down for a moment," Geoff chuckled. "Preston, you need some treatment for your bruises, bro?"

"I'm fine," Preston begrudgingly got out of his bed and grabbed a nearby towel. He was going to go shower. "This is nothing new for me anyway."

Preston left, with the boys who were awake stuck to watch him leave. There was a moment of silence before the sounds of a pervert moaning in his sleep caught the attention of the other guys.

"Oh yeah, that'd be nice," Cody mumbled, smiling in his sleep. "That feels so good… you're so great at this… yeah… yeah, right there."

"What's he talking about, eh?" Ezekiel blinked, confused. He glanced at Geoff, who was snickering, trying his best not to burst out laughing.

"Oh wow… that was an amazing dream," Cody began to open his eyes. Given his facial expressions, he looked very very satisfied. Happy even.

"So Cody, my bro, who's the lucky girl in your dream?" Geoff chuckled, slugging Cody on the shoulder.

"W-What?" Cody blinked, stammering and starting to blush in embarrassment. "What makes you say that?"

"We heard you talking in your sleep, dude," DJ chuckled at Cody.

"Was I really that loud?" Cody widened his eyes.

"I think I heard you say something about feeling good, eh," Ezekiel tapped his chin.

"H-Hey!" Cody blushed even harder. This was so uncool! Damn it! "You're not helping, Zeke!"

The chuckles from DJ and Geoff turned into downright laughter as Cody continued to look embarrassed. Ezekiel on the other hand attempted to join in… but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't understand.

"Uh… Why are we laughing, eh?" Ezekiel blinked. "Like… I seriously don't understand."

Cody could only shrivel up underneath his blanket. DJ and Geoff had stopped laughing. They glanced at each other. Both of them could only give eye signals to ask the other who should be the one to explain Cody's "wet dream".

"Hey, where did Preston go?" Cody tossed the blanket off of his head realizing the cook's disappearance.

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Confessional: Ezekiel is too pure and innocent for this world!

Cody: (blushes embarrassed) Well that was embarrassing. But I swear to you, my dream was nothing like that! I swear! Pinkie promise! And uh, Scout's Honor! Besides… heh. Why dream it when I can actually do it am I right? (blinks) Wait wait! Not like I'm gonna force myself on these girls! I'm just saying… Ugh! (slams his face on the wall) Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

Geoff: Cody reminds me of a good friend back at home who used to hit and strike out on ladies all the time! It was gnarly! I mean, the amount of effort and abuse that guy had to go through to finally get a girlfriend. Haha! Can't wait to see Cody go through that growth. As for Ezekiel? Dude is going to need to learn the real world. Because seriously, his innocence is definitely going to get him eaten alive.

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(Screaming Gophers Girl's Side) - Beth, Bridgette, Heather, Lindsay, Samantha

When Heather woke up, she wasn't in the happiest of moods. She started off her day staring at the strands of her hair. Little specks of dust were on it, which caused her eyebrows to furrow, her mouth to begin to grit, and a deep frustration began to form. She slapped her own hair to the side with a growl.

"Ugh, I knew this place would be terrible," Heather frowned.

"What happened?" Beth slowly blinked. She was a bit groggy and the lack of glasses made her seem much more tired than usual. However, her tone in her voice was still one of concern.

"What do you think?" Heather frowned, crossing her arms. "My hair is dirty! This pillow looks like it hasn't been washed in weeks! No, I take that back. It hasn't been washed in months!"

"I know, right?" Lindsay pouted, having also gotten up to stare at her own bed. "Even the blanket and the bed sheets don't look clean."

"I'm surprised you even know what a bed sheet is," Heather muttered to herself.

"It's not that bad," Bridgette had gotten off her bed and was now stretching her own arms and legs. "You just need to stop being negative and getting upset if something doesn't go your way."

"Oh please, what would you know, Miss Malibu?" Heather crossed her arms, rolling her eyes. "You probably live in a beach shack with pathetic beach bums."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Bridgette looked upset. Wait, no. Not upset. Offended. She scowled at Heather. "How does this have to do with any of what I just said?"

"Girls, please," Beth put on her glasses and got out of bed, ready to stop a cat fight from occurring. "Let's try to not fight and talk things out."

"It's not easy when she can't even be nice for one minute," Bridgette continued to scowl at Heather.

"I think we're still just trying to get used to this place, that's all!" Beth smiled innocently. "Some of us are probably still upset about not being able to stay at a resort! But eventually, we'll all become friends and get along!"

"Yeah! Totally!" Lindsay clapped her hands, climbing out of her bed. "It's like that one girl, Ashley said, we're all family!"

"Wasn't her name Angel?" Beth blinked.

"Oh yeah, that's right!" Lindsay smiled. Her smile dropped into a look of confusion. "Right?"

"Don't bother telling me to talk it out with her, let alone be friends," Heather frowned, trudging out of her bed and preparing to leave. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a shower."

With that, Heather left the room, ridding the cabin of negative energy.

"Aw, no! I forgot to bring my cherry-flavored lip gloss!" Lindsay gasped. Then she noticed Samantha sleeping with her notebook on the top of her face. "Also, why is Amanda sleeping with something on her face?"

"Should we wake her up?" Beth asked.

"Maybe we could try getting the notebook off her face," Bridgette suggested. "That way she doesn't have trouble breathing."

Beth nodded at Bridgette's suggestion. She headed over to Samantha and picked off the book from her face. This action caused Samantha to groan and begin to stir awake. She was as groggy as the other girls, but her relative timid nature never failed to appear.

"...Crap… did I fall asleep like this again…?" Samantha asked, faintly sighing. "I need to stop…"

"Hi, Amanda!" Lindsay chipply greeted the writer. "There was something on your face so we wanted to get it off!"

"..You mean my notebook…?" Samantha raised an eyebrow before widening her eyes. The sudden burst of energy caused her to awaken completely and sit up. She snatched the book out of Beth's hands, protecting it with her own life. "Don't worry about doing that… I can take care of it…"

"Are you okay?" Bridgette blinked. "We were just worried about you not getting enough air while sleeping."

"I'm fine… You don't have to worry…" Samantha hid the book closer to herself. She yawned and looked around. "Did Heather-"

Speak of the Devil.

Heather walked back in with a scowl on her face. She grabbed a bottle of lotion… then noticed the stares from her fellow cabinmates. Scowling even further, Heather crossed her arms.

"What are you looking at?" Heather glared. "I just came back to grab some lotion. Is that a problem?"

The girls had no response to that. Heather shook her head then headed back out, cursing under her breath.

"I'm going to get more sleep…" Samantha yawned before laying back on her bed, drifting off back to sleep.

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Confessional: Lotion is a problem for Heather's weave.

Heather: (She is scowling) This place is so unsanitary, I can't imagine anyone living here except for weirdos that have bad hygiene. I already knew this camp would be a dump, but this is beyond disgusting. Even the showers looked dirty. (She crosses her arms) Thankfully, there was hot water available, so at least I didn't have to worry about freezing my ass off while showering. Ugh, I'm probably going to need a second shower after today. Maybe even a third.

Samantha: (Is holding her notebook) I'll be honest, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night. I never thought I'd get accepted into this competition and I'm nervous about the upcoming challenge today. It's going to involve working with my team, which isn't a problem for me. (She looks nervous) The socializing part… that's a different story. Hopefully I don't have to talk much, but I doubt it.

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(Killer Bass Guy's Side) - Duncan, Gold, Harold, Ryan, Tyler

The morning started off equally rough for the Killer Bass Guys. For starters, Tyler had rolled off his bed and hit the floor, smackdown right there on the ground. This of course caused him to instantly jolt awake in pain.

"Ow! The floor is too hard!" Tyler cried out.

Yeah. What'd you think a wooden floor was gonna feel like? Pillows?

"Then stop getting hurt, dumbass," Duncan yawned, waking up from his slumber.

"It's not easy, dude," Tyler groaned, fixing his back. The other boys that were awake could hear a snap as he straightened himself back up. He sighed. "I wish I could, but it just keeps happening."

"It's called being aware of your surroundings," Duncan rubbed his eyes, shaking his head. "If that's too hard for you to understand, then that's your problem."

"Now let's not be mean to him, Duncan," Gold sat up from his bed. He practically had his mask on all night. It seemed that no one had bothered to attempt to take it off. "Accidents happen to all of us in life. Perhaps instead of being harsh to him, you could help improve his awareness."

"This better not have anything to do with the gentleman's code," Duncan gave a stern look toward the masked boy.

"It does, but being kind to people will get you far in life," Gold nodded.

"The Great Gentleman has spoken true words!" Ryan energetically agreed, having been awake the entire time.

"The Great Gentleman, I like it!" Gold chuckled. "Alliterative names are wonderful!"

"Thank you, valiant hero!" Ryan saluted, grinning all the while. "I'm sure a certain someone would be proud to have you on their team!"

"Who are you talking about?" Tyler blinked.

"It's probably his imaginary friend," Duncan cackled at Ryan.

"I would rather have an imaginary friend than someone like you, jerk man!" Ryan pouted toward the delinquent.

"Gentlemen, we've talked about this yesterday," Gold shook his head. "We agreed to get along and not fight with one another. This coexistence should not end after only a day, let alone the entire competition."

"Yeah! We're a team!" Tyler cheered. "As long as we play like a team, we're gonna bring victory!"

Gold, Ryan, and Tyler joined in together with a cheer. Duncan could only roll his eyes at the antics of his teammates. Truthfully, he didn't give a six-pence about what their beliefs were. He came to win his way. Not anyone else's.

Panning over to Harold, who was beginning to stir awake… Oh uh. I think there's a little something on that blanket. It looked like… GAH! A tarantula! Ah! Ew ew!

"Ahhhh! Tarantula!" Harold screamed as high as I am right now. No. Not that kind of high. "Get it off, get it off me!"

Tyler jumped in, attempting to get the tarantula off. His attempt was futile. He ended up hitting his head, having landed right on the ground.

"Ow! Not again!" Tyler groaned, recovering quickly and grabbing the tarantula. The tarantula squirmed within his grasp and instantly, Tyler tossed it out of the door. He shivered. The hairs on that thing was…. Euggggh. "There we go! All taken care of, dude!"

"Oh man, that was awesome!" Duncan laughed at both Harold's and Tyler's misery. "Dude's face looked like one of those terrified chicks in a horror film!"

"It's no surprise that people like you are part of the 55% of people who'll end up alone and miserable in their adult years," Harold stood up, glaring at Duncan.

"Are you alright, Harold?" Ryan had rushed over to Harold in concern. "I hope that vile creature didn't do any harm to you."

"I'm fine," Harold sighed. "It's nothing I'm not used to."

"Duncan, it is not funny to laugh at another person's misery," Gold shook his head, ashamed of Duncan's actions. "I'm not an expert on spiders, but tarantulas are dangerous."

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a fake one used for pranking other people," Harold crossed his arms. "When I saw it, the tarantula had a small white sticker on its body."

"Chill out, dudes. It's just a prank. No need to get all upset about it!" Duncan cackled. His cackles became laughs as he began to leave the cabin. "Later, losers!"

And once the delinquent left, everything went silent, with the remaining boys sighing and shaking their heads. What were they going to do with Duncan they had to wonder...

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Confessional: Just a prank, bro.

Harold: (He crosses his arms) Okay, I probably didn't know if that was a real tarantula or not. But regardless, this is why I can't stand people like Duncan. He thinks he can prank and bully me just because I look weaker than him. Now imagine if I pranked him, he would've behaved the same way I did. (He scoffs) What a hypocrite. Gosh!

Tyler: Duncan's a bit of a jerk towards all of us, especially Harold. (He looks a little bit concerned) I'm kinda worried he'll push him too far or something. That's what happened with this one dude at my school. I think he transformed after that happened. He was a cool guy, but I think it was for the best if he got away from those people. (He frowns a bit)

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(Killer Bass Girl's Side) - Eva, Izzy, Katherine, Katie, Leshawna

Imagine this. Outside the cabin, it was raining. Solemn music is playing. And depression hits you harder than bullet piercing through your skin and hitting the middle of your femur. That's basically what Katie was feeling: absolutely positively depressed. Though, quick heads up, it wasn't actually raining outside. I was just trying to set the mood of the part.

"It doesn't feel right without Sadie living in the same room as me," Katie turned toward her fellow cabinmates, sighing sadly.

"It'll be alright, sugar," Leshawna glanced at Katie reassuringly. "But isn't she in the cabin next to us? That shouldn't be a problem. It ain't like she's at home while you here on your own."

"...All I just want is to be on the same team as her," Katie frowned, hugging her knees.

"Quit being overdramatic," Eva grunted as she did her push-up routine. "You act like she moved to a different country."

"For once, I agree with her," Leshawna attempted to hide her dirty look toward the goril- I mean, Eva. "I know you care about her, and I respect that, but you can't let it get to you. There's gonna be a point where you gotta look out for yourself."

"Besides, she's on a different team," Eva finished her set and stood up. She turned to Katie with a glare. "I'm not going to risk losing a challenge just because you want to talk to your annoying best friend."

"Look, girl, I understand if it's a challenge, but there ain't nothing wrong with two sistahs talking to each other," Leshawna glanced sternly toward Eva.

"There is," Eva crossed her arms. "She's helping a member of an opposing team. For all we know, that fat lard could end up blabbering her mouth about our strengths to them. I'm not letting that happen."

"Hey! Don't call her a fat… lard…" Katie instantly retracted into fear once she noticed Eva's intimidating look. Then she kept silent.

"Again with this shit?!" Leshawna glared at Eva. "What the hell's your problem?"

Before Eva could retort or probably cave Leshawna's head face-first into the floor, the exclamations of a rather noisy wild girl distracted the heat away from the iron woman. Eva had turned to find Izzy, upside-down on the bunk bed post.

"Ooh, ooh! Eva! Check it out!" Izzy giggled. "I can do sit ups in this position!"

"Um… doesn't that feel very uncomfortable?" Katie blinked, calming herself out of fear.

"It actually feels great! This will help me prepare for the challenge today! Ooh! I hope we get to fight angry drunk men!" Izzy clapped her hands, gasping in excitement. "Or maybe we could get to wrestle lions and tigers! Maybe even a liger!"

Izzy then began to do some sit-ups, albeit rushing. Needless to say, it looked like she was having difficult keeping control.

"...I'm not going to ask," Eva deadpanned, forgetting the entire fight between her and Leshawna. "Just don't do anything stupid."

Eva and Leshawna then avoided each other. By avoid, I meant they kept on their side of the cabin. As the tension continued to stay within the cabin, Katherine was enjoying the sight of a ladybug on her finger. Then she got off her bed and prepared to head outside.

"Ooh, silent chick! Wait up!" Izzy hopped off the bed and followed behind her. "I need to talk to you!"

Before the silent girl could even leave, she decided to stay back to hear what Izzy wanted. She raised an eyebrow, setting the ladybug on the ground and gestured for Izzy to go ahead and speak.

"Okay, so tell me, are you part of a biker's gang?" Izzy looked at Katherine excitedly. "Because you look like you're part of the group as this silent badass! Ooooh, I bet you're hiding a chain inside your hoodie! Or maybe it could be brass knuckles! Ooh! We could totally kick some butt together!"

Katherine shook her head. She merely pointed toward the bathrooms.

"Oh I get it, we could go clog the toilets!" Izzy giggled enthusiastically. "That sounds like fun!"

Katherine shook her head again. She merely pointed to her bladder before leaving in a hurry. It seemed like she really had to go. Because when you got to go, you got to go.

"Girl, you do know she's gotta go pee right?" Leshawna raised an eyebrow at Izzy.

"She was?" Izzy blinked before breaking out into a giggle. "Whoops."

"That girl hasn't said a word since she got here," Eva crossed her arms.

"I think maybe she's just shy," Katie noted.

And so, the girls could only reside amongst themselves for the rest of the day. Or at least, until they got hungry to go to the cafeteria and endure whatever meal Chef had prepared for them.

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Confessional: Silent, but deadly.

Izzy: You know what I love about silent people? They have this mysterious vibe that is so cool! And so badass! It's like this movie scene where this girl who never spoke a word beat up five muscular guys at once! Only except, it was in real life! (She giggles) I wonder what she's up to right now… (She shrugs) eh, probably just teaching people martial arts.

Katherine: (She gestures to her orange-red hair and then does a circling motion of her index finger near her temple. From what one can assume, she is referring to Izzy because they have the same colored hair and is calling her crazy in sign language)

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(Sinister Snakes Guy's Side) - Jose, Justin, Noah, Noel, Owen

Upon getting dressed and looking ready to go, Jose started off his day with a buzzing energy. I mean, this dude was one of a kind. I'm not a morning person so I will never understand how exactly he does this.

"¡Buenos días, amigos!" Jose energetically smiled. "I am ready for a good day!"

"Good morning, Jose," Noel nodded toward the Spanish-speaking male, fixing his business-type clothing. "I'm glad you're feeling energetic because today will be our first challenge as a team. I expect you to put in your best effort."

"Yes, sir!" Jose had to agree. "¡Haré todo lo posible y te haré sentir orgulloso!"

"I don't know what you said, but I'm going to assume you'll work hard," Noel smiled appreciatively. "With all of our hard work, we'll have no problem winning this challenge."

"Woo! We'll get to work hard, play hard, and best of all, eat hard!" Owen cheered, jumping out of his bed. "I'm so excited for the challenges! I can't wait to have some fun with my team!"

"Yeah, I'm sure the challenges will be fun and enjoyable for all of us," Noah rolled his eyes, soon yawning afterwards. "Also, bad choice of words."

"Aw, Noah, don't be such a downer!" Owen chuckled. "I'm sure some nice breakfast will cheer you up and turn that frown upside down!"

"Looking forward to that five-star quality breakfast," Noah deadpanned.

"Now that you two are awake, I would like to make a quick speech," Noel gave a more professional look toward the two.

"Speech! Speech! Tell us, leader!" Jose exclaimed excitedly.

"Not that I care, but shouldn't you wait until he gets up?" Noah gestured to Justin.

"Hey, Justin!" Owen looked at Justin. "Wake up, man! Our British leader wants to tell us something!"

Justin had a facial mask that was applied on his skin. A miniature fan was directly blowing toward him. In fact, it's like he was treating this entire experience like some sort of spa day.

"Could you… give me a few minutes?" Justin sighed, removing a cucumber from his eye. "I need to make sure every spot on my face is softened and pampered by this facial mask."

"Where did you get the fan?" Jose blinked. "I have not seen this yet."

"I brought it with me," Justin responded. "Who knew a fan this size could easily fit into my bag?"

"Yeah, the size of the fan is the most important question we should be asking here," Noah deadpanned.

"Well in any case, Justin is still able to hear me, so I shall begin," Noel cleared his throat as he began his long speech. "So as you all may know by now, we will be competing in our first challenge together as a team, as the Sinister Snakes. It's clear that we are from different walks of life, have different physical appearances, and different personalities. But none of that will be an issue as long as we work together. We should be aiming for first place, striving to do our very best to win this challenge. I'm willing to trust and cooperate with each of you, including our female teammates next door. Are you willing to do the same for me?"

"Yes! ¡Hagamos todo lo posible para ganar este desafío!" Jose cheered. "For the Sinister Snakes!"

"Woohoo! I'm so fired up, my stomach is talking to me!" Owen cheered as well. Then his stomach began to growl. "Aw man, I'm starving!"

Owen had dashed out, ready to eat a second day's worth of breakfast.

"So am I! Wait for me, amigo!" Jose exclaimed before also leaving the cabin.

"Noah and Justin?" Noel chuckled. "Can I count on you, gentlemen?"

"Of course," Justin responded from his bed. "There's no reason for me not to trust you."

"Sure," Noah shrugged. "But don't expect me to be a cheerleader for this team."

"I'm sure you'd fit in with them, Noah," Justin chuckled toward the egghead.

Noah could only roll his eyes at the model before leaving the cabin. And Justin? He went straight back to relaxing.

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Confessional: It's a beautiful day to be that miniature fan.

Justin: What do I think of the guys on my team? In terms of personality, they're not so bad. But in terms of looks, none of them would survive in the modeling industry, let alone do well. (He shakes his head) So far, it seems like none of them are targeting me. Well, maybe Noah, but I doubt his attitude will help him succeed. And besides, if any of them try, (he smirks) I'll be ready.

Owen: (Is holding a can of soda) I can't believe I almost forgot about this! So that's why my leg felt weird! It was in my left pocket the whole time! (He laughs) Aw, man, that party was so fun last night! All of that food was so delicious! It was like an all-you-can-eat buffet! Only except, the buffet had plenty of chips, soda, barbeque-flavored chips… it was awesome! Woohoo!

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(Sinister Snakes Girl's Side) - Angel, Candace, Gwen, Lurene, Sadie

"So you said you're into anime right?" Angel asked Candace as she brushed her hair. "What genres are you interested in the most?"

Morning for the Sinister Snakes Girls started like any other morning: just pure interactions between everyone.

"Romance, comedy, sci-fi, and my favorite, fantasy!" Candace smiled as she responded to Angel. "But I'm definitely open to watching all different types of anime shows and movies!"

"That's great to hear, hun," Angel smiled at Candace. "I haven't been able to watch much of anime, but I'm taking note of all your recommendations so I can check them out once I get home."

"Woo! Another person into the club!" Candace clapped her hands excitedly. "Maybe if it's possible, we could watch it together! I know you'll love Sailor Moon, especially once you get to the third season!"

The conversation was unfortunately interrupted with a solemn sigh. Both Angel and Candace had turned to Sadie, who was staring out the window, with Gwen being the closest and thus the one to be stuck listening to her nonsense.

"I hope Katie is doing okay… if we were living in the same cabin, we'd be talking about cute guys from our favorite shows and movies," Sadie sighed.

"That'd be interesting to listen to," Gwen sarcastically noted, sketching in a sketchbook.

"I know, right?" Sadie looked at Gwen before realizing something. "Oh my gosh, I just talked to someone on my own again. It doesn't feel right at all! Now I feel like I betrayed Katie because we would talk to other people together!"

"It's okay, Sadie," Angel looked at Sadie with a supportive smile. "You shouldn't feel that way. There's nothing wrong with talking to other people on your own. Even if you two have done so together for a long time, it's not going to affect your friendship with Katie."

"She's right!" Lurene had to agree on the sidelines. "If I'm not mistaken, she's in the cabin next to us, so after the challenge ends, you can go see her!"

"You'd let me do that?" Sadie blinked, before gasping. "Oh no, I did it again!"

"Take a deep breath, darling," Angel placed her hands on Sadie's shoulders. "Try not to be worried about it and think of something positive. Like what Lurene said, she's living in the cabin next to us. And if you asked me, you also have my permission to go see her."

"Just like yesterday!" Lurene smiled. "Plus, I'm sure Katie wants to talk to you too while she's conversing with her cabinmates."

"You're right! I'm going to see Katie!" Sadie stood up, a new look of determination on her face. Then she began to rush out of the cabin, excited to reunite with Katie.

"Wait!" Candace cried out toward Sadie… though at this point, the more chubbier BFF was now long gone. "Aren't you going to eat breakfast?!"

"If you could even call it breakfast," Gwen frowned.

"Don't be mean to Chef!" Candace turned to Gwen with a pout. "He's just trying his best!"

"Didn't you ask someone to have your leftovers for both lunch and dinner yesterday?" Gwen raised an eyebrow at Candace.

"Still, he's doing his best to feed all forty of us," Candace smiled sheepishly. "That takes a lot of work! Maybe he's just better at cooking certain meals like grilled fish or steamed rice!"

"Yeah… I doubt that," Gwen sighed. "But as much as I want to skip eating his food, I don't want to starve either. I'm heading out."

Gwen got up from her bed and set her sketchbook into a drawer before heading out of the cabin. If anyone bothered to look at her face, one could instantly tell that she was not looking forward to what breakfast was going to be like.

There was a moment of silence before Lurene spoke up.

"So there's going to be a challenge today," Lurene reminded her cabinmates. "How do you guys feel about what's to come?"

"I'm feeling confident, just as long as it isn't dangerous," Angel nodded at Lurene. "I wouldn't want anybody to risk hurting their physical or mental health."

"Same here!" Candace nodded. "I hope it's something related to Japanese culture! If it's a resemblance from an anime scene, then it'll be so fun! But if it's neither of those, then I'm cool with it!"

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Confessional: This show is going to be popular in Japan.

Lurene: All of my roommates right now are awesome to hang out with. Sure, some of them could take a bit longer to open up than others, but once they do, we'll be one happy group of friends! (She has a big smile on her face) I'm so glad I signed up for this show! It feels a lot more fun than what people have told me! Even the summer camp looks nice! (She giggles)

Sadie: (She checks outside to see if Katie is coming) Katie! I'm making a confessional! We should do one together! The people watching at home can get to know more about us and why we're best friends! (Her smile falters into a look of disappointment) Oh… she couldn't hear me. I guess there's no point in continuing if she's not coming.

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(Savage Bunnies Guy's Side) - Jerome, Nathan, Omar, Tom, Trent

Beep. Boop. The sounds of button tapping and pixelated explosions sounded from the console that the very depressed and physically unattractive Nathan was playing on. His eyes stared only at the bright screen and only the bright screen. Needless to say, this got Tom very concerned.

"You have been playing on that console for a long time," Tom noted. "I am not attempting to be a parental figure, but staring at a screen without resting will damage your eyes later on."

"Cool," Nathan responded, not caring.

"If you have any questions, feel free to-" Tom began to say before he was interrupted.

"Don't care," Nathan placed on his headphones to block out the noise that was Tom. He didn't need his concerns. It only slows down his goal in life: wasting time.

"Well, I have made my best attempt, but emotional comfort is not my strongest area," Tom sighed, shaking his head.

"At least you tried your best," Trent rubbed his eyes, yawning. "Man, that party last night was fun."

"To that, I agree!" Omar declared with a grin. "We unleashed our inner beasts and rewarded ourselves with a night of fun! A victory in the books, I say! Like a knight rescuing the princess!"

"I learned a lot about music, especially the hip-hop genre," Tom smiled. "It is not so bad like what my friend told me."

"It's really not," Jerome shrugged. "Plenty of hip-hop and rap songs have a message that usually address the common problems in our society."

"Like mental health problems?" Tom asked.

"It's more-so drug addictions, police brutality, problems that are more common in the poor ghetto areas," Jerome calmly spoke. "But I've heard a couple of ones about mental health."

"Ah, this particular type of music intrigues me!" Omar looked excited. "Man with the beautiful chain, doth tell us more about this hip-hop and rap!"

"What do you wanna know about?" Jerome asked, raising an eyebrow at Omar.

"Tell me, fellow teammate, what is the origin of this music genre?" Omar looked genuinely interested. Before Jerome could answer, Nathan jumped in.

"Can you give me the origin of how you became annoying?" Nathan took off his headphones, giving a dirty look toward Omar.

"Whoa, man," Trent crossed his arms at Nathan. "There's no need to be harsh."

"It's the truth," Nathan shrugged. "I could hear him loud and clear through my headphones."

"Such disrespectful behavior from you!" Omar scowled. "Thou have no shame of saying such cruel words!"

"Then don't talk so loud," Nathan frowned, putting his headphones back on.

"On the bright side, he did mention wanting to leave," Tom noted. "So assuming we lose the challenge today, he can be the target."

"I think he can hear you, man," Trent pointed out to Tom.

"I am aware," Tom nodded. "But remember what he said yesterday when those two men from another team talked to us."

There was a moment of silence as the group of males (except Nathan) glanced at each other. Jerome looked at his watch and nodded.

"Well, time to eat," Jerome noted. "You know where to find me."

Then he headed out of the cabin, with Tom following pursuit.

"I guess I shall follow suit," Tom nodded. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

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Confessional: Why eat breakfast when you can wait for brunch instead?

Omar: Breakfast shall be an important event for bonding with the team! My fellow men and women will attempt to take on whatever challenge Chef serves us! Only those with a strong stomach and a determined mindset will prevail! (He looks rather serious) But there is another challenge for me to tackle… a man by the name of Nathan! (He strikes his signature pose)

Trent: The guys are pretty cool so far. Sure they have their quirks, but who doesn't? (He chuckles) As long as they don't start any drama or get toxic, I can get along with them and be friends. (He has a serious look) I'm a bit worried the competition could change people for the worse, but I'll try my best to be optimistic and prepared if it happens.

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(Savage Bunnies Girl's Side) - Amanda, Amethyst, Anna, Courtney, Elizabeth

For the Savage Bunnies Girls, resident team leader Courtney walked in with a more energetic attitude. She looked all ready to start off the day and definitely ready to win the game.

"Good morning, ladies!" Courtney smiled. "How are we all doing?"

"A bit tired, but I can handle it," Amanda was currently getting dressed. She brought her ruler by her side. "I'm impressed you're already energetic this early in the morning."

"Well it is important for me to be up and ready, especially since we have a challenge that we need to win today," Courtney nodded.

"My religion wants their followers to always do their best if it means changing your life for the better," Amethyst spoke as she meditated.

"Isn't that the same for other religions?" Elizabeth asked, brushing her hair.

"Perhaps," Amethyst opened her eyes with a smile. "But what matters is that Kitsunism looks for the best in other people, especially for those who choose to follow the religion. He is positive and hopeful that Courtney will do well in leading us for this challenge."

"That's what I like to hear!" Courtney smiled. "Even if I'm a bit confused by your religion, what matters is that you have an optimistic mindset heading into this!"

"And maybe if it's possible, you could find a guy who'll admire your leadership skills!" Anna giggled.

"I wouldn't be interested," Courtney shook her head. "That would only hinder me from doing my best in this competition."

"Smart idea," Amanda tapped her ruler onto the palm of her hand. "I might as well wait until I'm older before getting a significant other. High school relationships tend to not work out in the end."

"Maybe it's also because of you being abusive with that ruler," Elizabeth muttered under her breath..

"Did you say something, Elizabeth?" Amanda raised an eyebrow.

"I was complaining about this hairbrush," Elizabeth held up her hairbrush. "It pulls on my hair sometimes and I hate it."

"I am going to wait until I am the legal age of 18 before pursuing a boyfriend," Amethyst nodded.

"Ooooh! I love this conversation!" Anna squeed. "But don't you worry, ladies, I can match all of you with someone compatible!"

"Assuming we stay in touch with each other," Amanda crossed her arms.

"We can save that for later," Courtney nodded. "Right now we should prepare by having a nutritious breakfast! Although given our meals yesterday, I'm not feeling too confident."

"Yeah… I'll admit, his cooking could use some work," Anna noted. "But I know someone who can help him improve! He lives in America, but long distance shouldn't be a problem for me!"

"A blessing from the Great Kitsune can also help as well!" Amethyst exclaimed with a smile.

"In any case, I will be heading to the cafeteria now," Amanda noted, gripping her ruler. "Some of the people there could already be stirring up trouble and I need to make sure they're disciplined."

"Okay, I'm not stopping her unless she takes it too far, but isn't she the same age as all of us competing?" Courtney blinked.

"I don't get it either," Elizabeth sighed before she finished brushing her hair. She smiled in satisfaction and grinned. "There we go! Now my hair will look attractive for the guys!"

"Ooh! Speaking of guys, how did your talk with him go?" Anna smiled enthusiastically toward Elizabeth, walking out with the romantic.

"...Well in any case, we should be heading out…?" Courtney blinked before noticing that she was the only one in the room. Apparently Amethyst just went up and disappeared. "Huh. That's weird."

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Confessional: Fall in love with someone who can teleport!

Amethyst: (Is not meditating) This discussion about love is very interesting to me. What I've learned over the years is that everyone is capable of loving and being loved. It isn't just about having a significant other, love applies to friends, family members, and even yourself. I feel like that discussion, although short, was a good way for me to bond with my teammates. (Smiles)

Elizabeth: If there's something I cannot stand, it's people like Amanda. (She crosses her arms) She's an asshole, abusive, and I have a feeling she has an insufferable ego. But I do want to be on good terms with my teammates, so as much as I want to call her out, it's not worth it for now. Hmph. I hope she never finds a boyfriend with that behavior. (She rolls her eyes)

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(Cafeteria)

While some took longer than others, all forty contestants were now eating breakfast in the cafeteria. Or attempting, to put it in better words. Sitting in their respective teams, Chef Hatchet glared at them while cleaning one of his cleavers. Their first breakfast meal would be expired cereal with no milk, not that it would make it any better. It was hard to believe that someone could serve expired cereal, let alone someone who is supposed to be a cook.

"Those damn kids better not waste their food. It'd be a shame for them to go hungry," Chef grumbled before breaking out into a menacing chuckle. "Especially with what Chris has in store for them today."

Preston had gotten his food, cursed it, and headed toward the Gopher table. Of course, he was still bruised. And of course, someone noticed those bruises. Heather raised an eyebrow.

"What happened to you?" she asked.

"None of your business," Preston frowned.

"I was trying to be nice, asshole," Heather scoffed.

"That's really funny, coming from you," Preston muttered. The two of them could only give each other glares.

Panning away from that, Lindsay looked revolted. She poked and prodded her food, the fork bouncing back. Somehow, the cereal was like jello. How was that even possible? How can you make cereal be jello? What the actual f*ck. Chef Hatchet. You… You…

DONKEY!

"Eww… I think there's hair in my food…" Lindsay cringed.

"I don't think I can eat anymore…" Samantha spoke in a soft voice.

On the Killer Bass table, Gold could only stare at the food through his mask. He didn't even bother to touch the spoon. Just staring at it… it just made him feel queasy.

"Dude," Duncan raised an eyebrow at Gold. "It's fine if you don't wanna eat it. Most of us feel the same way."

"Duncan being nice?" Harold frowned at Duncan. "Huh, that's a huge shocker."

"If it's about that prank thing, then get over it," Duncan glared. "That tarantula's not real."

"And if the roles were reversed?" Harold turned his frowned into a glare.

Panning away from Harold and turning the attention to Izzy, it seemed the wild girl was just playing with her food, molding it like it was cla-

"Ooh! I did it!" Izzy crushed the cereal into tiny crumbs. "Ooooh! So dry and sticky! It's just like-"

"Don't. Say. It," Eva narrowed a glare toward the wild girl.

On the Sinister Snakes, Owen was too busy pigging out on his food, which was just as horrible to see as looking at the food itself. Angel could only stare at him worriedly.

"It's good that you're enjoying the food, but I'm worried you'll get a stomachache from eating too fast," Angel noted, concerned.

"Oh… my… God!" Owen grinned. "This is so good!"

"¡This es muy bueno! ¡Esto sabría mejor con leche!" Jose declared in his native language.

"Does it taste good?" Lurene giggled toward Jose.

"¡Sí, amiga mía!" Jose smiled. "¡Owen, vamos a conseguir más después!"

"I'm not sure what you said, but sure!" Owen nodded in approval.

Moving toward the Savage Bunnies, Omar had just pushed his food away in disgust. He rubbed his forehead, exclaiming in disgust.

"Gah! The blandness of this cereal is too much for me!" Omar dramatically stated.

"Then don't eat it," Jerome chewed through his food. "It's not that bad, to be honest."

"He's right," Courtney nodded. "Even if it's not what we wanted, it'll help maintain our energy for today's challenge."

"What do you think will be today's challenge, Courtney?" Elizabeth asked Courtney.

"I'm not sure," Courtney answered. "But whatever it is-"

Immediately, Courtney was interrupted by the presence of Chris McLean, who walked in with a very gleeful smile on his face. With a toss of his arms, Chris exclaimed high and proud.

"Campers!" Chris grinned. "Hope I'm not interrupting you enjoying your food!"

"The food is delicious," Noah sarcastically noted. "Five-star. Put that on my Yelp review please."

"Too bad, Noah, we don't have access to Yelp here on this island!" Chris exclaimed. "Either case, your first challenge will begin in one hour! Make sure to get changed into your swimsuits!"

Chris then walked out, leaving the other contestants to look amongst themselves.

Elizabeth turned to Courtney and smiled, "With the cute guys on our team, this first challenge shouldn't be that bad."

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Chris and the forty contestants were standing on a cliff. Oh wait. It was a high- no, a very, very high cliff that they were standing on. While the host smiled, most of the contestants looked rather scared. No one saw this coming at all. At the bottom were buoys that created three circles of different size.

Yup. We all know where this is going.

"Welcome to your first challenge!" Chris announced with a huge smile on his face. "Right now you're all standing at the very top of Cliff Wawanakwa. Your first task is to jump off this 100 foot high cliff into the lake!"

Amanda deadpanned at Elizabeth, "Isn't that bad, huh?"

"I still think it is," Elizabeth smiled, but glared at the aspiring teacher once she looked away.

"If you look down, you will see three target areas," Chris said as the audience got a better look of the bottom via camera transition. "The widest area represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with psychotic, man-eating sharks! Inside that area is the second smallest target area, which represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with electric eels!"

"How can sharks even be psychotic?" Harold asked, crossing his arms and looking rather annoyed at Chris's description of the sharks. "Sharks only eat whatever is best for their system to survive. It's not like in the movies, and even then, psychotic isn't even the correct word for it. Only humans have the capability to do that. And I don't think electric eels are even native to these waters. Chris, you're pretty much manipulating the natural ecosyst-"

"That's nice and all, Harold, but I really don't care." Chris said before turning his attention towards the last target area. "Anywho, you wanna aim for the smallest target area, which is known as the safe zone. You probably won't have to worry about the sharks or eels if you land in there."

Gwen had to raise an eyebrow upon hearing one important keyword, "Did you just say probably?"

"In order to determine the winner of this first part of the challenge, not to mention break any ties should it come to it, we'll be using a point system," Chris explained. "Jumpers that land in the safe zone will earn three points for their team. Those who land in the eel zone will earn two points. Shark zone is only one point. And non-jumpers will earn zero points for their team, along with a chicken hat that they'll have to wear for the rest of the day."

As if he had it ready the entire time, he pulled out a yellow rubber chicken hat. Bawk bawk!

"Chris, this has been tested for safety purposes, correct?" Courtney asked, a bit concerned and wanting to be assured.

"Of course! Some of our interns tested it and they were fine…" Chris grinned. "...For the most part."

"That's very reassuring," Noah said in a sarcastic tone.

"Assuming you, uh, survive," Chris cleared his throat when he said the last word, which was 'survive'. "There will be a crate of supplies waiting on the shore. Each team will get three crates that they'll have to bring back to camp. Depending on how well your team does in this first part, they could either get wheelbarrows, dollies, working gloves, or nothing to help them with the crates. From there, the second and final part of the challenge is to use the supplies from the crates to build a hot tub, which will be judged by me! The team with the worst hot tub will be eliminating someone tonight."

The contestants looked rather nervous upon hearing that. Well, most of the contestants.

"Let's see here," Chris pulled out a clipboard from thin air and checked it. "We've randomized the order and it looks like the Sinister Snakes are up first!"

He gave a rather menacing chuckle, "Good luck!"

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Sinister Snakes - Angel, Candace, Gwen, Jose, Justin, Lurene, Noah, Noel, Owen, Sadie

"So… we're up first," Lurene gulped and glanced at her teammates. "Who wants to be the first one to jump? Or… should I do it?"

"Esto parece muy aterrador," Jose said in his language, also looking scared.

"No please, I shall do it first," Noel stepped up to the edge and faced his teammates. "A good team leader needs to show his strength and prove himself in order to gain the trust of his own team members and the reputation needed to be trusted to lead to victory."

"Yeah. Monologue your evil plan, why don't you?" Noah remarked, not really caring about what his team captain just said.

"Evil?" Noel looked confused, oblivious to his sarcasm. "But I'm not evil."

Maybe in some alternate universes you were but this time, maybe not. Key word: Maybe.

"We don't have all day," Gwen added, getting impatient. "Just jump."

"Right! Of course!" Noel turned around and jumped right into the eel zone. "Blasted! Ahhhhhhhh!"

Everyone, including his team, could only watch him get shocked by the eels after he emerged. At this point, many of them were a little scared now. More so than before the challenge began. As for Chris, he could only enjoy his suffering. Sick bastard.

"Okay… after seeing that, I don't want to jump anymore," Gwen widened her eyes.

Angel nodded her head in agreement, "The probability of us not getting out without some form of injury is one-third. I think it would be best if we sat this one out and take our chances with the hot tub building aspect."

"I'm with you there," Noah also agreed, his tone still being the same as usual.

"There's no way I'm going to get my looks ruined from eels," Justin shuddered at the thought of the slimy eels touching him. It was as if the electric part was not convincing enough.

As the four of them turned and began reaching for a chicken hat, Lurene blocked them from doing so. For the first time since arriving on the island, she looked rather serious.

"Um… what gives?" Gwen crossed her arms.

"Sorry, you guys, but I can't allow you guys to do that," Lurene shook her head. "Are we seriously just going to quit? Just because we don't want to?"

"No, the reason we don't want to is because we don't want to die," Noah answered as if he was asked an easy question. "So please, move out of the way."

"Sorry, Noah. But this goes against what Noel did for us," Lurene pointed at the bottom of the cliff where Noel was seen getting onto a familiar boat. "He did what any team leader did and scored us points at the cost of his own safety. Are we seriously just going to walk away because of that? What kind of teammates would we be if we didn't support our team leader? A team is supposed to function together. If the leader does all the work, are we really the Sinister Snakes? No. We aren't. We're just snakes."

"Um… snakes are slimy and disgusting right?" Justin had to ask for his sake.

"Well… they can be," Lurene answered with a shrug.

"Yeah. I don't want to be a Snake!" Justin exclaimed, not wanting his beauty to be associated with the creature. "I want to be… um… what's the alternative?"

"A… Sinister Snake?" Lurene suggested in the form of a question.

"Yeah! That!" Justin agreed with her suggestion. "I want to be a Sinister Snake! I changed my mind! I'm jumping."

"Yeah… it would be kind of messed up to just leave Noel hanging like that," Gwen admitted as she also changed her mind. "Sure, I'll bite. I won't like it though."

"In accordance with your words, I will jump," Angel nodded before smiling at her. "I'm very proud of you, Lurene."

Lurene gave a proud smile before looking at Noah, "Noah? What about you?"

"Yeah… no." Noah shook his head. "I still like myself not electrified or shark bait. So, I'll take humiliation over death. Goodbye."

Noah took the chicken hat from Chris and went down the cliff as the first chicken of the day, and most certainly not the last.

"Some people can't be helped," Candance shook her head as she watched Noah walk further away from the team.

Suddenly, Jose ran past her and yelled out, "¡Por las Sinister Snakes!"

When he jumped off the cliff, he landed in the shark zone. He emerged and looked up, a little bit nervous with what was in front of him. There were a few sharks inching his way, looking for someone to munch on.

"Oh my gosh! We have to save him!" Owen cried out in concern. "I'm coming, little Spanish dude!"

He quickly ran and jumped off the cliff, also landing into the shark zone. Because of his body size, he caused a huge splash that pushed the sharks far, far, far, away from Jose. Speaking of which, the waves carried him to shore. As he sighed in relief, he noticed that Owen's swim trunks were on top of his head. Blinking for a brief second, he recoiled in disgust and took off the piece of clothing.

"Heh, heh." Owen, who was in the water, gave a sheepish and awkward chuckle. "Um… oops."

"Well, sure hope you made a good point," Gwen said to Lurene before jumping. "Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Fortunately for Gwen, she landed in the safe zone.

With an adrenaline rush, Gwen smiled a bit, "Hey. That wasn't so bad. Nothing bad happened to me after all."

"That's the spirit, Gwen!" Lurene shouted with a cheer from above.

"Would you ladies like me to jump with you? Because I can do it," Justin winked at Angel, Candace, and Lurene. Poor Sadie does not get the wink from him.

"Oh my… of course," Angel blushed at him.

"That would be l-lovely…" Candance also blushed, stuttering a little bit.

"Oh! Oh… I don't know… what to… s-say…" Lurene was affected the most. She stuttered, stammered, and blushed at the same time.

"Then let's jump together!" Justin gestured for them to jump with him. "Come on!"

With that being said, the four of them jumped at the same time. But each of them landed in different target areas: Justin and Angel in the shark zone, Lurene in the eel zone, and Candace in the safe zone.

With Lurene, she got shocked by the eels, "AHHHHHHHHH!"

Candace emerged with a relieved look, "Ah! I'm safe! Oh Justin! That was a miracle… Justin?"

The otaku would get her answer on Justin's whereabouts as he and Angel were in the shark zone. Both of them emerged to the surface.

Angel spat out some water as she cried out in fear, "Ah! Sharks! Sharks! Justin, we need to swim away!... But you first! In order to protect that beautiful body of yours!"

"Relax, Angel. Relax," Justin assured her. "I got this. This always worked back at home."

Remember that music when Justin first arrived? To put it short, his theme song began playing as he smiled at the sharks. The ferocious sea creatures were affected by his charm, as weird as that was. Before Angel could figure out what was going on, she and Justin were safely carried back to the shore by the sharks. Nice.

"There. See?" Justin stepped onto the sand and helped Angel as well.

"What?" Angel had no clue on what just happened. "How did- you just-"

"Does it matter? After all, you're here with me. Am I right." Justin winked at Angel in an attempt to calm her down.

"I… why, yes." Angel simply blushed at him in response.

As for Noah, he had finally made it down to the shore, appearing to be a bit tired with the chicken hat. He saw Justin winking and possibly flirting with Angel.

"Blegh," Noah gagged. "Models."

Back on top of the cliff, Chris grinned at everything that just happened, "Well, now that was a show worth seeing."

He turned to the last jumper for the Snakes: Sadie.

"And will the lady be jumping herself?" the host asked.

"I'm not jumping without Katie!" Sadie cried out. "So the only way I'll jump is if I'm on a team with Katie… but I'm not. So… I think you should let me switch teams with her."

Chris rolled his eyes before finally complying with her demands, "Ugh… fine. Sadie is now on the Killer Bass."

"Yaaaay!" Sadie and Katie cheered as they ran up to each other and hugged. They were finally on the same team!

"And… Katie is now on the Sinister Snakes," Chris finished with a smirk. Never mind.

"Wait… no yay!" Katie went from being cheerful to being worried.

"Noooo what?!" Sadie cried out, clearly not happy anymore.

"You wanted to switch teams with Katie," Chris reminded her, being specific with the word 'with'. "Remember?"

"Wait! No, no! That's not what I meant!" Sadie looked desperate at this point.

"Then what did you mean?" Chris crossed his arms, annoyed and impatient.

"I uh… uh… oh, just give me the chicken hat," Sadie gave up and accepted defeat.

"One chicken hat for a chicken, coming right up," Chris placed the chicken hat on Sadie's head as she walked away feeling dejected.

"Wait… so is Sadie on our team now?" Duncan asked, a bit confused about the ordeal.

"And am I on the Sinister Snakes?" Katie asked, feeling sad that their plan didn't work out.

"Nah," Chris brushed it off with a chuckle. "I was just joking, haha. Some guy told me I should do that. Just for the 'lolz'."

"Please don't ever say 'lolz' again," Eva gave the host a threatening glare.

"Noted." Chris looked scared before checking the clipboard, not wanting to feel the wrath of Eva. "Let's see here… Sinister Snakes has racked up a total of 14 points! Not bad. Killer Bass! You're up next."

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Confessional: Secretly, the Sinister Snakes are the House of Slytherin.

Candace: Woo! That was a lot of fun! It felt like an adrenaline rush! Like one of those anime action scenes! (She laughs) So this is how Sanji felt when he jumped off Cliff Rato! Plus, (she blushes) Justin gave me a nice view, so that's a bonus!

Jose: Al principio estaba muy asustada, ¡pero luego escuchar a Lulu dar su discurso me motivó! Y me alegro de que Owen también me haya salvado la vida. Esos tiburones daban miedo de cerca. I want to do it again! (He pumps his fist in the air)

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Killer Bass - Duncan, Eva, Gold, Harold, Izzy, Katie, Katherine, Leshawna, Ryan, Tyler

"Alright! We can totally beat them!" Tyler looked to be fired up as he ran towards the edge and jumped off the cliff. "Let's do this! Yeah!"

But unfortunately for him, not only did he land on the side of a buoy, but he slid into the eel zone right after that, "AHHHHHHHH!"

That's gonna leave a mark.

"Ooooh. Better him than us, am I right, boys?" Duncan winced a bit, only to then start laughing at Tyler's misfortune.

Gold merely shook his head, "I can't laugh at such a thing. It's not the way-"

"Way of the gentleman. Yeah, yeah, I know," Duncan rolled his eyes and sighed out of annoyance. "Can't let a guy have some fun, can't you?"

"It's only fun when no one is getting hurt," Gold smiled at him through his mask.

Duncan scoffed, "Whatever."

From there, he proceeded to jump off the cliff… only to land right into the eel zone. At least he didn't hit a buoy. "Ahhhhhhhh!"

(Somewhere in the world, someone would be grinning at Duncan's demise)

"Ooh… that looks painful," Leshawna winced at Duncan's electrocution before noticing Katie heading off. "Um, girl? Where are you going?"

"I'm not jumping without Sadie," Katie grabbed a chicken hat. "And if Sadie didn't jump without me, then I won't do it either."

"Hey! Don't you dare leave this team hanging like that, you coward!" Eva yelled at her as she was beginning to walk down the cliff. "Get back here, right now!"

"There ya go again with all the yelling and scaring off people!" Leshawna shouted at Eva, irritated by her anger issues. "What are you trying to do here? Turn us into animals and yourself the tamer?"

"I'm trying to win!" Eva pounded her fist into the palm of her hand. "If you have a problem, then I'm tossing you straight into the shark zone!"

"You think you can take on the Shawna?" Leshawna countered, hands on her hips. "Bring it, girl! Let's see what you got!"

"Ladies. Ladies. Plea- AGH!" Harold attempted to diffuse the ongrowing argument, only to be punched in the face by Eva. Of course, he fell on the ground and looked rather knocked out.

"And now you're hitting people?" Leshawna rolled up her sleeves. Oh it's getting serious now. "Alright, girl. You need to be taught a lesson."

While all of that was going on, Gold quietly turned to Katie, "Er… please, while Eva is distracted, allow me to accompany you down this cliff."

"Oh, uh, that's really sweet of you, but I'm okay with going down on my own," Katie giggled at his chivalrous nature. "Besides, isn't it more gentlemanly to stop the fight that's going on?"

"Y-You're right… but it has to be more gentlemanly to help a lady down a cliff right?" Gold contemplated on the options he had. "Or is that wrong? Or is it more gentlemanly to stop two women from fighting? Gah! Maybe it's of equal gentleman level to do both… but how can I do both?! Oh! Maybe don't leave yet and maybe I should stop fight first and then help you do-"

Katie interrupted him with a sheepish smile, "Never mind, Gold. Please accompany me down the cliff."

"Huh?" Gold looked rather confused at first, but then smiled through his mask. "Oh… okay. As you wish!"

Just like that, Gold grabbed a chicken hat and left the team with Katie.

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Confessional: Because that is the way of the gentleman!

Gold: Sure, a part of me only chose to help Katie because it's part of my code…. But the other reason? (Points to his chicken hat) I really wanted a chicken hat.

Katie: (giggles) Honestly, it was really adorable to see Gold contemplate over his values. He really is a character.

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While Gold and Katie quietly left, Eva and Leshawna were still arguing. In fact, their argument seemed to have gotten worse.

"Um… ladies?" Ryan attempted to diffuse the situation, noticing that Harold and Katie were heading down the cliff.

Nope. Eva and Leshawna were still arguing.

"Ladies?" Ryan repeated, this time with a louder voice.

Nope. No progress.

"LADIES!" Ryan shouted, wanting them to stop arguing.

Still no progress.

"Good grief," Ryan looked stressed and worried. "When two chicks go at it, they just don't stop. What will it take to stop an evil like this?"

Katherine decided to take her shot and inched up between them, separating the two from murdering each other. Or more realistically, from getting into each others' faces.

"Back off, Mime!" Eva shouted at her. "Let me tear this woman's ass into two!"

"Oh no! I'm not letting you touch the booty!" Leshawna got up into Eva' face again. "Nuh-uh!"

"Ladies, please!" Ryan cried out. "Let me say something first!"

"What?!" Eva and Leshawna both turned to him.

"Gold and Katie already left," Ryan pointed out the duo's absence. "It's just us left that needs to jump."

"WHAT?!" Eva looked very furious, to say the least. "THOSE BACKSTABBING TRAITORS!"

"Maybe if you two actually knew how to cat-fight, they'd probably would've stuck around to watch!" Izzy commented.

"Unbelievable!" Eva shoves Leshawna aside. "Out of the way, I'm going next!"

She jumped off and landed in the safe zone, emerging with a glare. "Gah! See?! Was that so hard now?!"

But she also noticed Katie and Gold nearly reaching the shore, "You traitors!"

"Whoop! Gotta get down there before that beast even tries anything on those two!" Leshawna remarked before jumping and landing into the shark zone. "Oh hell naw!"

As a shark appeared, Leshawna could only plead for her life, "Uh! Please don't kill me! Ahhhhhh!"

But before the shark could do anything to her, Izzy landed on top of it, saving her in the process.

Looking dazed, Izzy cheered, "Woo that was fun! Again!"

Shortly after, Katherine joined the two and landed in the shark zone as well.

"Ay, yo!" Leshawna cried out, swimming away from the sharks. She tried to swim as fast as she could. "We gotta swim, y'all!"

"Come on, sharks!" Izzy began to challenge the beastly fishes. "I got 20/20 vision underwater! Let's go! Which one of you wants to go first? None of you can withstand my bite!"

She showed off her extremely… sharp teeth and began to move her jaw like a piranha… I'm sorry. Is she even human?

Either case, it sure terrified the sharks. Izzy began to chase the sharks as they began to flee for their lives. Also watch it now, Jaws: The Birth of Izzy.

While Izzy chased two of the sharks, Katherine took this time to swim away quietly. But as soon as she turned around, she ended up facing a shark. She blinked. She sighed. Then she held her hands up. She was ready. Her mind was at peace. She moved her hands around, attempting to tell the shark to please spare her life. The shark opened its mouth. It swam towards her. All Katherine could do was close her eyes and brace for the impact. But a few seconds later, she opened one eye. The shark was nowhere near her. It seemed the shark was more interested in the several small fishes swimming around the lake. Katherine could only sigh in relief. That was way too close.

Once she made it onto shore, Leshawna was the first to greet her.

"Whew," Leshawna looked at Katherine. "You alright there?"

Katherine merely nodded as Izzy got onto the shore as well.

"See you later!" Izzy waved to the completely petrified sharks. "Let's go on an underwater mission sometime!"

Back on top of the cliff, Chris chuckled at the potential high ratings he was about to get, "Now that was awesome! So Harold and Ryan, will the two of you be jumping?"

Ryan was checking up on Harold, who was still knocked out from Eva's punch, "Are you alright? Oh dear goodness, Eva really punched him hard. I need to get you to a medic as soon as possible!"

As Ryan began to help him up, Harold slowly regained consciousness and spoke, "...You don't have to do that… I… got this…"

"Do not put yourself at risk in this state!" Ryan attempted to stop him. "Your safety is very important!"

Harold appeared to be groggy and ignored what Ryan said, jumping off the cliff, "Ahhhhhhhh!" He face-planted into the water… right into the safe zone.

"Ooh, you hate to see that happen!" Chris winced at that moment.

"I'm coming, Harold!" Ryan quickly jumped off and also landed in the safe zone. When he emerged from the surface, he pulled Harold onto the shore. "Now those sharks or eels won't harm you!"

Harold could only speak nonsense and gibberish. But you couldn't blame him. He got punched in the face by Eva and face-planted into the water from 100 feet above.

"Is he alright, Ryan?!" Gold called out from the sidelines.

"I really hope so," Ryan helped Harold onto the boat with a concerned look on his face. "I'll take him to the medical tent."

Back on the top of the cliff, Chris was currently jotting the points in his clipboard with a grin. Then he glanced toward the two teams who had yet to jump.

"And with Ryan and Harold landing in the safe zone, the Killer Bass have scored a total of 16 points, beating the Sinister Snakes!" Chris grinned. "Next up, we have the Savage Bunnies!"

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Confessional: Humans are friends. Not food.

Leshawna: (She looks upset) I have had it with that gorilla! Not even two days in and I'm ready to throw down with her! Look what happened to Harold after she punched him! (She looks concerned) Let's hope he gets better soon. The last thing I need is people getting hurt.

Ryan: After talking to the medical team, they said Harold is fine and only needs a few ice packs. (He looks relieved) I'm glad he didn't suffer any serious injuries. He seems like a very nice and good person to be friends with. (He smiles) And I want to make sure my friends don't get hurt.

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Savage Bunnies - Amanda, Amethyst, Anna, Courtney, Elizabeth, Jerome, Nathan, Omar, Tom, Trent

The Savage Bunnies were next and team leader Courtney decided to go right into it. They had no time to lose. They needed to at least beat the Killer Bass in terms of points.

"Alright, so who wants to volunteer to go first?" Courtney asked her team.

There was an abundance of cricket noises. It seems no one was willing to step up to bat. That is… until Omar stepped up with a proudful smile. Was he gonna go first? Was he gonna go f-

"I shall not back down from this challenge!" Omar exclaimed. "But it will happen after someone goes first! Thou is the team leader, yes? It is best if you went first! But do not fear! Your bravery will not go unnoticed! You have our utmost support!"

He was not gonna go first.

"Fine," Courtney sighed. "I'll be the volunteer. Here goes nothing…"

Courtney jumped off of the cliff. Team leader is all the pride as she screamed, diving straight for the safe zone. Coming out of the water now… Yes! She did indeed land in the safe zone!

"Yes!" Courtney exclaimed. "Three points for the Savage Bunnies!"

"Aha! A beautiful jump by our leader!" Omar exclaimed. Then he backed off and grinned. "Now then, put all of the attention on me, cameras! I shall give you a masterpiece of a jump!"

Omar hopped off and adjusted himself in the style of a swan dive. And soon he fell, down, down, down… screaming, "For the audieeeeeence!"

He landed right in the safe zone, before floating out of the water and pumping his fist in the air.

"Huzzah!" Omar exclaimed.

"The Great Kitsune shall bless us all," Amethyst prayed before nodding toward her team. "Good luck, team."

Amethyst was the next to jump, having hopped off and instantly landed right into the eel zone. Spitting out the water and floating to the top, Amethyst could only blink at where she was.

"Watch out, Amethyst!" Courtney cried out as she climbed onto the boat.

And instantly, Amethyst was shocked by electrical eels.

"Ohhhhh!" Amethyst looked pretty well crispy by the time that was over. Heh. Heh. Well crispy. Heh heh. "T-That was not the shock therapy I had in mind!"

"Don't worry, I'm coming to help!" Anna exclaimed before diving off… She also landed in the eel zone and got the shock. "Gah! This feels more painful than getting rejected by your crush!"

"L-Let's get out of here before we get shocked again," Amethyst groaned, still fried from the eels.

"I h-hope the Great Kitsune has our back right now!" Anna groaned as well.

The boat that held Courtney and Omar arrived to pick up Anna and Amethyst. The two girls looked like they were in pain. And no one enjoyed it better than Chris.

"Ooo, that was really shocking to see. Get it? Shock-ing?" Chris grinned, turning to the other campers. He noticed their unamused looks. "Okay then. Tough crowd."

It's okay Chris. I loved the joke.

"Hey, Trent, do you want to jump together?" Elizabeth rubbed her arms, looking bashfully toward Trent. "I'm pretty scared."

"Hm? Are you sure?" Trent asked Elizabeth. "I'm not gonna lie, I'm a bit scared too. I don't wanna risk hurting you."

"Don't worry, I won't get hurt," Elizabeth blushed. "I'll feel less scared if I went with someone. And you seem like a trustworthy person."

"Thanks," Trent smiled. "Alright, I want you to hold my hand and we'll jump together."

"Let's do this," Elizabeth giggled, her heart beating faster. Trent had offered her his hand. He offered his hand. Ba-dump. Her heart was beating even harder now. Now that her hand was wrapped around his, oh golly gee, his hands were soft!

"Okay, on the count of three," Trent smiled at Elizabeth. "One… two… three!"

And soon, the two immediately jumped off of the cliff, screaming all throughout. Elizabeth's hand tightened around Trent's and instantly they landed right in the safe zone.

"Nice one, Elizabeth!" Trent exclaimed, emerging.

"Yeah, we did…" Elizabeth emerged as well, smiling dreamily toward Trent.

"Uh, is there something on me?" Trent blinked toward Elizabeth.

He got no response.

"Only four of you left! Let's see if-" Chris grinned before getting whacked on the head. "Ow! What the heck was that for?"

"For giving us a dangerous task," Amanda crossed her arms, shaking her head. "This kind of behavior would result in-"

"Punishment, I know. I'm not a little kid," Chris frowned, rolling his eyes. He got whacked on the head again. "What did I even do this time?"

"Rolling your eyes at someone is disrespectful," Amanda glared at Chris. She placed her ruler away and headed toward the edge of the cliff. "Anyways, I will be jumping now."

With a jump, she landed right in the safe zone.

"I was hoping she'd land in the eel or shark zone," Chris grumbled. "Guess you can't have everything in life."

As Chris fantasized about Amanda's possible death, Jerome ran straight for the cliff and hopped off… He landed right in the shark zone.

"Oh great…" Jerome emerged with a frown.

"And it looks like Jerome is the first member of the Bunnies to land in the shark zone!" Chris exclaimed.

"This is perfect. Thank you Chris for this dangerous challenge," Nathan nodded in approval. He merely stepped off, making perfectly sure he fell right into the shark zone. He wasn't even trying. And once he emerged, he spread out his body. "Sharks, my body is all yours."

The shark that was ready to eat him was instantly punched away by Jerome.

"Come on," Jerome frowned, dragging Nathan toward shore.

"...Goddammit," Nathan frowned, disappointed. "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jerome blinked. "I just saved your life."

"You ruined my death," Nathan frowned.

"Tom!" Chris grinned at the last member. "Last one left! You haven't said a word since the challenge started! Scared?"

Tom was silent. He bit his lip. He was sweating. It seemed that Chris was right on the market. He was scared. He peeked over toward the end of the cliff.

"...Oh God…" Tom could only curse.

"You can do it, Tom!" Anna called out.

"You got this, man!" Trent supportively smiled toward his teammate.

Tom backed away. His heart beated faster. It wasn't like Elizabeth's beating heart. No. It was… something else this time. Tom could feel his entire body sink in. His eyes shifted. It darted back from the ocean to his teammates. He could remember the feeling when he laid his eyes on the water. His breathing was… he was struggling to breathe!

"Uh… You okay dude?" Chris blinked.

Tom backed away. He swallowed his saliva several times. He shook his head frantically. His face was heated out of humiliation and embarrassment for what he was about to do.

"I… I… I do not want to do this… I cannot do this…" Tom bit his lip nervously.

"Remember, you're always welcome to not jump," Chris held up the chicken hat.

Tom was silent. He looked at the chicken hat and felt his heart beating. Everything was riding on this. Everything….

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"No… I… this… this is too much for me… " Tom gritted his teeth, fighting back tears. The humiliation was too much to bear. He didn't think he would… fail this hard. "...I would like the chicken hat…"

"Here you go!" Chris handed Tom the chicken hat before checking his clipboard. Tom could only walk away ashamed of this failure. "Alright! That's a total of 21 points! Impressive performance by the Bunnies. Only one team remains. Can the Screaming Gophers beat that score? Let's find out!"

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Confessional: Who knew a simple task of jumping off a cliff would reveal so much?

Courtney: I'm very proud of my team for getting us first place. Of course, it was to be expected because of my leadership, but most of my teammates pulled through. (She smirks) And looking at the Gophers, there's no way they'll tie with us, let alone beat us.

Tom: (He is looking away from the camera) ...I was the only member on the team to chicken out… even if we avoided last place, I felt like I disappointed my team. But… I did not want to risk it… I did not want to risk going through the same thing again…

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Screaming Gophers - Beth, Bridgette, Cody, DJ, Ezekiel, Geoff, Heather, Lindsay, Preston, Samantha

When the Screaming Gophers started their turn, instantly, things went right as you might have expected: Heather being stubborn.

"First things first, I am not jumping," Heather crossed her arms.

"But we need everyone to jump in order to not get last place," Bridgette frowned. "I know it's scary, but you can do this, Heather."

"She's right!" Geoff gave a thumbs-up. "We believe in you, brah!"

"Don't ever call me brah," Heather frowned toward the party guy. "And have you seen the water down there? It looks dirty and contaminated. I just took a shower this morning and I am not going to risk ruining my hair."

"Hold on," Bridgette raised an eyebrow. "Sothe only reason why you don't want to jump is because you don't want to get your hair dirty?"

"I don't wanna get my hair dirty…" Lindsay touched her hair, looking worried.

"See? Lindsay agrees with me," Heather crossed her arms. She turned to Chris. "Now give me the chicken hat."

Chris was about to hand her a chicken hat but was instantly shoved to the side by Preston. He was blocking Heather from the chicken hat.

"No, you're not getting the chicken hat," Preston narrowed his eyes toward Heather. "Who fucking cares if the water is dirty? We can just wash it off after the challenge! You're just taking a second shower! And over what? Lowering our chances of winning the challenge and having to vote someone off! In fact, let me ask you another question. Why are you even wearing your bathing suit if you're not gonna get in the water?"

"Did you forget we're on national television? I have to look good for the audience," Heather gestured to her body. "Again, I'm not jumping and getting my hair wet."

Preston was silent. This girl… you've gotta be absolutely… Preston grabbed the chicken hat from Chris's hands, who was still trying to get up after being rudely shoved, and threw it straight at Heather.

"Just fuck off and take the chicken hat then," Preston growled as Heather placed it on her head, moving off. "Goddamn narcissist."

Preston then jumped off the cliff, landing right in the Safe Zone.

"See?" Preston growled as he emerged. "Was that so bad now?"

"Looks like the Gophers have one chicken and three points!" Chris exclaimed. "Their chances of beating the Bunnies are looking bad already."

"Okay. This is pretty high, but I got this," Bridgette took a deep breath before diving off into the safe zone. When she emerged, she gave a thumbs-up to her teammates.

"Thank God we have a chance," Preston had seen this as he headed up the boat with a deep sigh of relief.

"Alright!" Geoff grinned. "Let's do this, dudes!"

Geoff had jumped off… and landed right in the shark zone.

"Aw, crap!" Geoff gulped as the sharks began to race toward him. "This is looking real bad!"

"Hold on, eh!" Ezekiel called out before jumping. But during his jump, he had hit the side of the cliff and was now tumbling downward.

"Easy there, shark bros," Geoff nervously chuckled toward the sharks. "I'm not here to hurt you. I just wanna get to the shore with my friends."

The two sharks opened their jaws and Geoff could only do one thing: scream. But before Geoff could become lunch for these beasts, Ezekiel had landed right on one shark. A large rock then landed on the other. Seems like hitting the side of the cliff was a good thing, if not, very accidental.

"Ezekiel! Dude!" Geoff hoisted Ezekiel out of the water with a hug. "Oh, thank you, bro! Now's our chance to get to the shore!"

"Wait a minute. I don't think I'm your brother, eh?" Ezekiel blinked. "Or… does bro mean something else?"

From the top of the cliff, DJ could only peer down with a bite of his lip. He wasn't looking too confident with this either.

"Oh man… I don't think I can do this, man," DJ gulped. "This looks way too high."

"Scared of heights?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, ever since I was a kid," DJ nodded.

"Well, the good news is that you don't have to jump," Chris grinned before holding out a chicken hat. "The bad news is that you have to wear a chicken hat and earn absolutely nothing for your team."

"Aw, dude," DJ frowned. "You didn't have to say it like that. Sorry, y'all."

DJ looked pretty ashamed by his refusal to jump and prepared to head down the cliff.

"It's okay, DJ! We'll do our best to win for you!" Beth smiled supportively toward DJ. She took one glance at the dive. "I don't know if I can do this either!"

"Ladies, we can't just give up on our team!" Cody gave his signature gap-toothed grin. "I calculated the total, and we won't win first, but at the very least, we can avoid last!"

"But what about my hair?" Lindsay blinked. "What if it gets dirty like what Hannah said?"

"It's not that dirty," Cody grinned. "At worst, it's only about three percent contaminated, but even then, your hair shouldn't be ruined or damaged at all."

"Oh my gosh," Lindsay gasped, staring down at the zones. "Those eels and sharks look scary."

"Then allow me to jump," Cody wiggled his eyebrows toward Lindsay. "Just aim for the safe zone and you'll be fine."

When he jumped, he basically screamed like a girl. And then landed in the safe zone.

"While Cody may not have won popularity points with his lady-like screaming, he gets three more points for his team!" Chris chuckled.

"H-Hey! You didn't have to say that, Chris!" Cody called out from the Safe Zone.

"You did it, Cory!" Lindsay clapped her hands before looking confused. "Okay… just aim for the… wait, which zone am I going for again? I think he said the second zone."

Yes he did Lindsay! And so Lindsay did exactly what Cory told her to do and landed in the eel zone, where she got the shock of her life.

"Ahhh!" Lindsay cried out. Cory, you bastard. How dare you trick Lindsay like that.

"Lindsay!" Beth gasped. She began to stammer and turned her frightened gaze toward Chris. "I-I can't do this anymore! Just give me the chicken hat, Chris!"

Chris grinned and handed Beth the chicken hat before turning to Samantha.

"And so it comes down to you, Samantha," Chris grinned. "What will it be? Jump or don't jump?"

Samantha looked down in the water. She noticed everyone watching her. Waiting for her to make her decision. This was terrible. This was terrible for her. She could only gulp before looking much more terrified than she already was.

"This… I… don't know what to do…" Samantha whispered to herself.

And so Samantha hesitated for a moment. She took a while before making her decision. Taking a couple of deep breaths, she looked down at her target area: the safe zone. This was it. Either she gives her team some advantage or no advantage for the next part of the challenge. From what it looked like, she was going to jump! Before anybody knew it…

...Her feet never left the ground, indicating that she never jumped. In fact, she took a few steps backward and looked at Chris, saying only two words:

"Chicken hat…" she took the chicken hat and went down the cliff with her head hung in shame.

The Screaming Gophers could only look disappointed, with Heather and Preston being the ones upset about it. They had a total of four chickens and most likely came in last.

"And with Samantha chickening out, the Gophers only rack up a total of 13 points!" Chris grinned, clapping his hands together. "Which means, they come in last and will receive no advantage for the next part of the challenge! Snakes, for coming in third, you'll receive working gloves! For the Bass, second place gets you three dollies! And Bunnies, for winning the first part of the challenge, your team will get wheelbarrows to help with the crates!"

Upon hearing the good news, The Savage Bunnies, minus Tom and Nathan, cheered. Eva stomped her foot, looking quite… pissed on the Killer Bass, but more specifically towards Gold and Katie. Everyone on the Sinister Snakes sighed in relief.

"We'll also be right back after the commercial break!" Chris grinned. "Stay tuned, folks! Part two of the challenge will begin shortly!"

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Confessional: That's rough for the Gophers, no buddy at all.

Preston: (He looks very upset) This is fucking bullshit. How the hell did four of us chicken out? I can understand Beth, Samantha, and DJ. They were probably more scared than I was. But Heather? She didn't look scared. No, she wanted to protect her hair. Hmph. Piece of shit.

Samantha: ...I'm so disappointed in myself… I cost my team the challenge. They were all counting on me and I let them down… (she sighs) I know I'm going to be voted out if we lose this entire challenge. The one chance I had to impress people and I blew it. I hate my life.

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Contestants Left: 40

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Screaming Gophers:

Beth - The Wannabe

Bridgette - The Surfer

Cody - The Flirtatious Geek

DJ - The Gentle Giant

Ezekiel - The Homeschooled Guy

Geoff - The Party Animal

Heather - The Queen Bee

Lindsay - The Dumb Blonde

Preston - The Tough Cook

Samantha - The Aspiring Writer

Killer Bass:

Duncan - The Delinquent

Eva - The Hothead

Gold - The Polite Pianist

Harold - The Nerd

Izzy - The Wild Child

Katie - The Sweet Girl

Katherine - The Mysterious Veterinarian

Leshawna - The Big Sistah

Ryan - The Superhero

Tyler - The Pain Magnet

Sinister Snakes:

Angel - The Mother Hen

Candace - The Popular Otaku

Gwen - The Goth

Jose - The Naïve Foreigner

Justin - The Model

Lurene - The Sweet Songwriter

Noah - The Sarcastic Bookworm

Noel - The Business Leader

Owen - The Cheerful Colossus

Sadie - The Smart Girl

Savage Bunnies:

Amanda - The Cold Teacher

Amethyst - The Spiritual Folklorist

Anna - The Matchmaker

Courtney - The C.I.T.

Elizabeth - The Entitled Romantic

Jerome - The Chill Gangster

Nathan - The Depressed Gamer

Omar - The Dramatic Actor

Tom - The Valedictorian

Trent - The Cool Musician

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Author's Note - Surprisingly, this was a lot easier to write! Project definitely did most of the work on this chapter but other than that, hope you all enjoyed the first part of this episode! This is where the game officially begins! That's all I have to say thus far!

Find out! Because…

Next time: Building hot tubs and a contestant is booted off!... What do hot tubs have to do with cliff diving anyway?