Author's Note

Welcome back y'all! It's the lucky number seven episode! I liked this episode in canon quite a lot. The fears gave me quite the amount of trouble but the end result I can deal with. Especially since this is the start of the second quarter of this season! I'm pretty excited for this quarter and I can guarantee you that this quarter will be better than the last one! And what better way to start of this quarter than a 14,000+ word chapter. Will it be a banger or will it be as bad as Sunday Muddy Sundae? And due to the unintentional hiatus I've taken, I'm not surprised that the amount of reviews has been shortened. I guess that's my price to pay. Now since that's out of the way, let's get straight into reviews!

richboylion: Like I've PMed you, I've fixed the issue. Sometimes in Doc Manager, the words may mess up or either be all bold. I don't know why because I definitely don't write these chapters in all bold.

Critica7: Good observation! Because Sugar, Scarlett, Jo or even Courtney and Topher couldn't really handle having as much development from season one as Scott probably could. The Harold/Courtney plot is only going to be a 'mutual dislike' between them. Not a relationship.

Phenomenal Ultra Instinct: I like the new name! Now I wouldn't say that Scott's sabotage is outright deadly. Well, at least not now… but I must ask, why such a short review? Usually yours are one of the largest ones!

Stress2Impress: Thank you for liking the interactions. Canon TD did fail at giving everyone some personality but, hey. It's a great series either way. But I would always wanna correct their mistake. Sadie and Katie's personality contrast is one I'm struggling to incorporate at times. Because I want to show a very clear change in their personality before the overall feel for it becomes rushed. Because I tend to do that, a lot. P.S., thanks for reviewing my first 50th review!

Gucci Mane LaFlare: Thanks for the 8 out of ten! Enjoyable chapters are my specialty, heh heh. Izzy's elimination was a simple one so I won't really comment about it all over again.

Mr loony loon: Scarlett's quiet mask will be surely kept on throughout the duration of Island. As for Action and World Tour, you'll have to stick around to find out! Hope you have a good day as well!

TDRoramie: Why is Revenge underrated for your OTP? Personally, Revenge is one of my favorite seasons. I like Izzy's unpredictability but it just wasn't needed here. I love the corny jokes. That's why seeing your review is always a pleasure!

The teams stand as:

Screaming Gophers: B, Courtney, Geoff, Harold, Sadie, Sammy, Scarlett and Scott.

Killer Bass: Amy, Brick, Cody, Dakota, Jo, Katie, Sam, Topher and Trent.

Don't click away! This episode will be a tad frightening...

Episode 7 - Phobia Factor

"Last time on Total Drama Island, the campers had their survival skills put to the test when they spent the entire night camping in the woods." Chris announced, clips of both teams arriving to their camp was shown. "Cody's leash from Jo was taken right off when he ditched the team with his two best buddies, Trent and Katie." footage of the trio conversing during their getaway was shown. "Brick tried to guide the team to having a good night's sleep but ultimately failed when nothing really got done." clips of Brick trying to assemble everyone was shown.

"And uh, Izzy played a prank on the Gophers by dressing up as a bear. Unfortunately, all the trust her team had in her was completely demolished, and then it rained." clips of the island when it was raining, Izzy attacking her team the first time and her getting scolded by Scarlett was shown. "No one got any sleep last night. Ultimately the Screaming Gophers were the ones on the chopping block. " footage of said team losing the challenge as sitting at the ceremony was shown. "Leaving Izzy, without a marshmallow." Izzy speeding off in the boat was the last clip before the camera flashed into present time, which showed a skinny stick poking at a smoking fire pit.

"Yup, the challenge was rough alright." Chris said as the camera moved up to him, he began to tap the stick he held in the palm of his hand. "And if I have anything to say about it today's will be even more brutal. Luckily, I do." the camera pulls out to show his full body while he was about to end off the recap. "What fresh horror have we planned for our campers? Find out next, on Total Drama Island!"

(Transition to Theme Song)

[Many shots of the lights and hidden cameras popping out and turning on were shown. Mostly hurting the wildlife in the process. A cue card shifts the shot over to the dock. The camera immediately starts to fly by the 'Wawanakwa' sign, some buildings on the campgrounds, and Chris who's in a director's chair drinking coffee. The lyrics begin once the camera passes the host.]

Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doin' fine;

[The camera zips past some trees, going up the cliff that left us on a cliffhanger last episode. Peeking over to see two rings made of buoys arranged in the water below.]

You guys are on my mind!

[The viewpoint changes as if someone jumped off the cliff and into the lake; Cameron is shown in his bubble, observing the area with glee. As a fish swims by him, a fishing hook pierces and makes a big hole in his bubble, leaving Cameron to get out of the bubble and flail his arms in despair.]

Ya asked me what I wanted to be,

And now I think the answer is plain to see!

[The camera surfaces, showing B and Scarlett in a canoe, B was shown controlling the motorized fishing rod. Cameron suddenly surfaces barely hanging on to the canoe. As B awkwardly glances at him. The contraption malfunctions and Cameron's bubble flies high into the air.]

I wanna be… famous!

[The bubble hangs in the air momentarily before coming back down. A pan down reveals Jo punching a tied-up punching with extreme passion. Brick promptly jogs past her. Jo gets angered by this and attempts to catch up to the cadet. Only for the pierced bubble to drape over Jo's head. The camera zooms out to show Courtney and Scott watching the scene unfold, Scott laughs at Jo's misfortune and Courtney rolls her eyes at his behavior.]

I wanna live close to the sun!

[The camera goes to another part of camp, Sam and Dakota were sitting on an inflatable raft. Both on their respective favorite devices. Too pre-occupied with their devices, they don't notice quick enough and go over the edge.]

Well pack your bags, 'cause I've already won!

[At the bottom of the waterfall, Lightning was striking several different poses on a broken log, suspended over two rocks. During the middle of that, he missed Izzy flying in on a vine from off-screen. She promptly crashes into Lightning, and they're both sent off-screen.]

Everythin' to prove, nothin' in my way;

[The camera barely keeps up with Lightning and Izzy, panning rapidly to do so. They crash into the outhouse confessional, causing Sugar to unceremoniously fall out with her pants fall the way down, with a pixilation over the part of her body that can't be shown on television. The camera begins to pan to the window in the Main Lodge, Chef could be seen through it.]

I'll get there one day.

[The camera moves past the window. Chef was shown stirring a pot of something, pukeworthy green directly with his arm. He looked behind himself to show Harold and Cody tied up in chairs, sharing the nervous at what's about to come.]

'Cause I wanna be… famous!

[A pan left shows Topher holding a picture of something admiring it happily. He flips the picture over, revealing it to be Chris when he was in a teenage boy band. Holding a guitar proudly alongside three other people. The camera goes past another window and to the stairs near the docks. Katie and Sadie were shown to be admiring Trent who was tuning his guitar just a couple feet away.]

(Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)

[Just down the docks, Sammy and Geoff were shown lounging on lounge chairs, chatting it up. Amy defiantly flips the chair Sammy was sitting down, laughing hysterically. Sammy turns red awkwardly as Geoff gives Sammy a concerning look.]

I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)

[The camera quick-pans ahead stopping at a waving Beth. Beth backs up and begins to twirl her baton at a great rate speed. So much so, that it looks like it's about to catch on fire. She cluelessly throws the baton up into the air.]

I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)

[The time transitions from day to night as the baton stays in the air. As the baton comes down, the sparks from it turns into fireflies. The camera pans down to reveal Sam and Dakota sitting at the campfire, gazing in each other's eyes. They lean in for a kiss, only for it to be interrupted by a crazed Izzy popping up between them, wrapping her arms around them for a hug. The camera pulls out slowly revealing the rest of the cast, whistling the last few notes of the theme song with Chris watching by the side.]

(Transition to Episode)

The seventh episode had started off with a somewhat mysterious musical vibe to it, fading onto a shot of the rippling water just below the front of the dock. Atop the dock, an unidentified individual began to tap their foot onto the dock. As the music reached closer to its inevitable peak, the camera panned up to reveal none other than Scott causing the sound of tipper tapper. He smirked in joy as he stared off into space, thinking about the second elimination he has just caused.

Confessional: Scott

The dirt farmer opened his confessional with the same smirk he had as he spaced out. "Did you guys see that?" he asked delightfully. "My plan went so well! Plus, now that I've got Geoff on my side I practically have Samey too!" he stopped smiling and went into deep thought as he spoke. "But I can't keep sabotaging my team forever. I have to stop soon before they become suspicious." he paused briefly, then smiled in relaxation. "Ma Ma and Pappy are gonna be so happy once they've seen all the stuff I've been up to." he snickered while his eyes darted around the tiny room evilly.

The static cut to a pan across the Screaming Gophers, as for some reason, didn't head back to their cabin. They all appeared to be exhausted after the long two days, except for Scott who sneered as he took a seat next to Harold.

"What took you so long?" Harold asked, narrowing his eyes immediately, wanting a suspicious answer.

"Just admiring the view." Scott lied with a chuckle, turning to the dock. "If only I had a camera…"

The shot moved over to Geoff and Sammy who leaned against each other ready to fall asleep. "Dudes, we have got to win the next challenge." he yawned after his statement which allowed for Courtney to take over.

"Geoff's right people. We need to win the next challenge so that the Bass don't have an incredible numbers advantage over us!" Courtney exclaimed, standing up from her seat and extending her arms widely. "It's been three straight losses with you guys, and if we have a fourth, I'm gonna lose it!" she screamed, earning several awkward glances from her team. The sound of quiet chatter had got the Gophers attention as they all looked at their side, scowling immediately. Per usual, Courtney was the first one to react. "What do you guys want?" she said, meeting all nine smug looks heading her way. "Come by to rub it in?"

"We got some extra dessert after our Tuck Shoppe party." Trent told them as Cody held a platter of green gelatin with a gummy worm submerged in the middle. "Thought you might want some."

"So what?" Courtney countered. "You're just being… nice?" the Hispanic had interrogated them enough for Jo to break their cover.

"Okay okay," she began exasperatedly. "A skunk hijacked our cabin while we weren't paying attention and stunk up the whole place. There. Happy?"

"Very." Courtney said in satisfaction, the flirty geek walked up to the former CIT and silently offered the girl some gelatin. To which she recoiled intensely. "No!" she screamed before calming herself down and smiling. "I mean no thanks, I'm good."

"Courtney?" Scarlett said from her stump. "Do you have pranis phobia? The fear of the color green. Or do you have zelatiniphobia? The fear of jelly? Heck, maybe even a combination of both!"

"How do you remember that?" Sammy asked in awe that the genius could recall such random facts.

Scarlett shrugged. "I have a gargantuan amount of spare time back at my place of residence in Toronto.

"I could've remembered that too." Harold said to B, who listened patiently. "I just wasn't in the mood."

"Well does anybody want the gelatin?" Cody asked in disbelief, even hyping up the sugary sweet. "There's a gummy worm in it!"

"For all we know, that could be poison inside that worm." Scott's paranoia took over as he said that, presumably coming from his own sabotage that he uses on his team.

"Poison?" Jo repeated. "Jeez, why are you guys so paranoid tonight? Don't want any sugary snacks so you can get a good night's sleep and lose again?" she said her last sentence tauntingly.

"No, we're just not hungry." Sadie answered, half asleep. The fanboy of Chris had run up to the fair-skinned BFFFL. Pulling and tugging at her face.

"Yikes." he began, examining her facial features and faux pas. "I can't see you like this!"

"Like what?" Sadie looked in shock, tugging at her own face even though nothing was wrong. "Do I have a bruise?"

"You need some exfoliation A.S.A.P." Topher told her, handing her a soap covered loofah and a tube of some lotion. "Go take a shower and scrub that ugly face of yours." Sadie rolled her eyes, yet accepted both offerings and walked off-screen. Sadie had purposely walked past Katie, the independence just dripping out of her. The dark-skinned BFFFL sighed as her best friend didn't acknowledge her.

Confessional: Katie

"Why did Sadie just ignore me like that?" she worried in her confessional, genuinely hurt trying to figure the reason why. "We've been BFFFLs for like, fourteen years and this is the first time she ignores me? Is it because of Cody?" she gasped in shock, "It can't be. I thought she approves of us dating! Well, now that I think about it, I don't think I ever really told Sadie that I'm dating Cody." Katie thought about the events that occurred in the last few episodes. "Well, I did. But she didn't take it so well." Katie began to look more and more sad as she spoke

"Aw, now I kind of feel bad for her now! But then again, she didn't even try to talk to me! I wasn't even around Cody that time!" Katie sighed before ending off her confessional with a one-liner. "I'm conflicted."

"What was all that 'Flair Care' about with Sadie?" Jo asked Topher. "She looked exactly the same!"

"Of course you say that," Topher replied, dusting his hands in disdain. "just look at what you're wearing! And you wonder why you've never kissed a guy." he muttered under his breath, Jo still managed to hear him though.

"How do you know that?" Jo yelled, causing Topher's to laugh at her revealed information. "Well whatever. At least I'm not scared of dead skin."

"Why shouldn't I be?" Topher argued, getting closer to Jo as he furthered his point. "Nobody's looks good with dry skin Jo." he looked Jo up and down before continuing his sentence. "Looks like you're not a first-timer."

"Who do you think you're talking to?" Jo scowled. "Why can't you just have a normal fear like spiders or snakes or something?"

"Hey, leave him alone brah." Geoff interjected, standing up for Topher. "We're all different people."

"Oh yeah?" Jo said in disbelief and snide. "Then what's your fear, 'Party Boat?'"

"I'm scared a' hail." Geoff admitted with shame on his face. "It's small but deadly dude."

"Hail?" Trent repeated. "Dude, I'm scared of mimes. One bad experience can seriously mess you up."

"I hear ya." Geoff agreed and the two shared a fist bump.

"Hail and mimes?" Sam said. "Psh, my fear could combo both of your combined."

Confessional: Jo

"The people here are so weird." Jo began in doubt. "After Geoff and Trent, everyone just started spilling their fears out like this was some type of icebreaker conversation. "Like," she looked up to recall the event. "Harold's afraid of ninjas. Katie's scared of driving and Brick is scared of the dark! What cadet-in-training is scared of the dark!" she laughed hard at the fact. "Wuss."

"What am I afraid of?" Scarlett said as the shot cut back to her. "Let's go with… injections. I'm aware that isn't mostly used not to cause harm but you can't be one hundred percent confident about if you're safe or not in the hands of your pediatrician." the camera panned over to Sadie, who seemed to also answer the same question.

"Bad haircuts!" Sadie said, gripping her hair tight like it was about to come clean off.

"As if I'd tell you guys." Scott sneered, closing his eyes. He opened one eye confusedly, just to meet all the smirking faces of his peers surrounding him. He groaned rigidly and revealed, "Blood. I'm scared of blood." the camera panned again to another camper. This time it was B. Due to him not speaking as much as he used to, he attempted to mime his fear by holding an imaginary microphone, he also opened his mouth sometimes to mime him talking. Even with his apparent clues, most people around him couldn't guess what his fear was.

"Your scared of chewing with your mouth open?" Dakota said, confusedly looking at the black boy. "Sure it's disgusting but-"

Scarlett facepalmed herself and explained his fear to her competitors. "You guys are imbeciles! His personal terror is of public speaking. Not bad manners."

"That explains why you don't talk." Sammy understood, nodding her head up and down.

"No it doesn't!" Topher put his hands on his hips as he addressed the big teenager. "How are you that afraid of public speaking that you just don't talk at all?" B just shrugged, and the camera moved onto the next person.

Cody tapped his chin before giving his response. "Having to defuse a time bomb under pressure."

"Well Samey's afraid of me." Amy declared proudly, putting a hand over her chest.

"No." Sammy corrected. "I'm afraid of you taking my stuff."

"You can't let her take over you." Trent told her as he walked over. "She's just jealous of you. I mean, who wouldn't be?"

"After living with her for sixteen years, that's pretty hard to believe." Sammy chuckled but looked down with a slight case of dejection. Unintentionally, the campers one by one began to look at the silent Courtney, who hasn't spilled their fear yet.

"Don't look at me." Courtney told them, smiling in self-satisfaction. "I'm not really afraid of anything." the camera pulls out to have Jo roll her eyes at the remark.

"Doubtful." she muttered, hiding it in a cough. Courtney still heard her and sent a dirty look her way.

"And what's your fear?" Courtney countered, easily nerve wracking Jo. Her nervous glances around caught the eyes of her teammates and a few Gophers, anticipating Jo's fear. The Gophers looked more uncaring than the Gophers due to them not knowing Jo well enough. On the contrary, most of the Bass would be glad to hear Jo's fear. With the exception of Brick. Soon enough, she finally caved in.

"Bunnies." Jo grumbled, hanging her head in shame. "I'm scared of bunnies."

"Bunnies?" Harold asked, gradually going into a fit of laughter. "You're scared of bunnies?"

"Bunnies are my favorite animal!" Amy squealed, smiling at just the thought of it. "If only we had one here right now..."

"Shut up!" Jo screamed, covering her ears in aggravation.

"So the toughest girl here is afraid of bunnies?" Courtney laughed, sending a look of disdain towards Jo. "Sad."

"Alright Courtney you're afraid of something." Trent said, focusing all the attention back onto Courtney. "Spit it out."

Courtney smiled haughtily. "Nope, nothing."

"There's no fearless person in the world." Scarlett said matter-of-factly. "So I can only 'assume' you're bluffing." she quoted the word 'assume'.

Courtney scowled. "And I can assume you're wrong!"

/

After her remark the camera flashed ahead to the next morning, a shot of the island from the dock filled the screen. A blunt whistle transitioned the scene over to the mess hall. The view situated behind Chris as he stood before the campers.

"Campers! Your next challenge is a little game I like to call… Phobia Factor!" Chris announced, restating the episode title. "Prepare to face your worst fears!"

"I'm already facing mine." Dakota said, staring at her bowl of gruel pitifully.

"C'mon soldier." Brick began positively. "It ain't too bad." he promptly stuck a spoonful of that concoction in his mouth. A worried look struck his face as his cheeks bulged in disgust. He finally managed to choke it down, smiling at Dakota sheepishly while she gave him an unpleasant look.

"Now, for our first victim…" the host pulled out a white card and read it over. "Topher! Meet us all in here later. There'll be a surprise that'll knock you dead!"

Topher's dread filled his face. "Dead?" he wondered. "Dead as in… dead skin?"

Chris ignored the fanboy shouts and focused on another camper. "B! You, me, the amphitheater. A few tons of words." B's eyes grew wide, facepalming himself shortly after.

"Wait," Geoff spoke up. "How'd Chris know what you're scared of?"

"Did you forget that we're on TV?" Courtney told him in annoyance. Geoff sat there motionless for a second before responding.

"Oh right," he chuckled. "I forgot… but how-"

"We're being recorded Geoffrey!" Scarlett exclaimed, raising her arms in disbelief. A flash brought the scene back to the campfire, where everyone was spilling their fears out to everybody. A faded effect was made around the edges to signify the flashback. Topher spilling out his fear was shown.

xxx

"Why shouldn't I be?" Topher argued, getting closer to Jo as he furthered his point. "Nobody's looks good with dry skin Jo." he looked Jo up and down before continuing his sentence. "Looks like you're not a first-timer."

xxx

The camera returned to the present where Topher still looked frightened that he'd face to face his fear in presumably a matter of minutes.

"Chris, how could you do this to me!" Topher whined, 'saddened' at the 'betrayal'. "I was the only one who had your back here."

"True, but that's just how it works here." Chris answered, the mischievous look he sent towards Brick went unnoticed. "But I hope for Brick's fear that the lights work. Oh wait, they won't?" it was now Brick's turn to feel the worry. "What a shame."

"That is not funny!" Brick ordered, stomping his foot trying to regain his composure. "So many things could go wrong in the dark. So you get bitten by something without knowing, burglary could happen, even murder!"

"Yeah, yeah prove it once it's your turn." Chris said, walking past the military cadet nonchalantly.

/

Scarlett's fear had been the first to be put to the test after the camera flashed ahead. Everybody including Chris was situated at an apparent clearing somewhere on the island. Scarlett was seated and strapped on a wooden chair in the middle, dreading the fear she was about to face. All her fellow campers either gave her a genuinely worried look, or had seemed to not care at all, thinking her fear was stupid. Before any dialogue was heard, a flashback to the previous night was shown again, now highlighting Scarlett's confession.

xxx

"What am I afraid of?" Scarlett said as the shot cut back to her. "Let's go with… injections. I'm aware that isn't mostly used not to cause harm but you can't be one hundred percent confident about if you're safe or not in the hands of your pediatrician."

xxx

"Surely there can be some way to avoid this?" Scarlett worried, attempting to violently wriggle her way out of the seat. "Cleaning the floors? Kitchen duty? Swimming with the sharks? Anything?"

Despite all the begging and ruckus Scarlett was causing, Chris took that with a grain of salt. "Nope! Sorry Scarlett, either take the injection, or lose a potential point for your team." the sound of footsteps caught Chris off-guard, looking off-screen with a smile. "Looks like the doctor is here!" Chef Hatchet promptly approached the gang in a girly nurse's costume that wouldn't frightened anybody at first sight. But what did scare people was the comically large needle with the barrel filled with a weird gray liquid.

"What lies in there?" Scarlett widened her eyes, pointing at the needle. Chef walked over to her grumpily and raised the needle.

"None of yo' beeswax, that's what!" Chef countered angrily. "Now stay still." he slowly lowered the needle to the point where it was about to touch her skin. The camera went for a close-up of Scarlett's freaked out face as she was having something injected inside of her. At the slight movement of the needle being moved away, she looked up in excitement.

"You did it." Chef said gruffly. Scarlett stayed seated for a moment before abruptly breaking off the straps from the seat in a movement of happiness., As she cheered for overcoming her fear, a new fear gained over the cast as they witnessed Scarlett break free of the straps with no difficulty.

"And Scarlett takes one for the team!" Chris announced as the Gophers cheered and the scoreboard displayed a point of the Gophers while the Bass had zero. In the midst of cheering, Scarlett froze without caution and fell backwards, alerting her once happy teammates. Chris takes the opportunity to make a one-liner while his contestant may be seriously injured. "Literally."

/

The dramatic melody seemed to continue as the next fear was tested. A small pan up showed Dakota and Topher sitting by side by side in front of the mess hall's chimney. Dakota looked unbothered as she filed her nails and Topher looked confused.

"Are you also scared of dry skin?" Topher asked, not knowing if she was in the right location.

"Dry skin, is nasty. But I don't have a fear." she said confidently, relenting that state of mind to whisper in Topher's ear. "Okay, I'm lying. I didn't say anything at the campfire. So not even Chris knows that I'm scared of being poor."

"Thanks for spilling the beans, Dakota!" Chris said as he rose up from behind the two with a smug expression, looking down on the rich girl. The Chris Wannabe laughed in contempt.

"Haha," he turned to Chris for a high-five. "good one Chris!" Chris ignored his gesture and began to address the current situation.

"Since you guys have similar beauty-related fears." Chris began with a noticeable sly look. "We decided to group you two together for your challenge."

"But how are you gonna get Dakota to become poor?" Topher questioned.

"And how is Topher gonna have icky dry skin all of a sudden?" Dakota countered, complimenting him after. "Because he has really good skin."

Topher caressed his face after receiving the comment. "Why thank you. It's only a good natural glow that'll get you somewhere in life."

Dakota put a hand over her mouth as she gasped. "Oh, I know." the camera cut over to the other campers who were watching this happen. The focus was on Amy and Sam, the latter also grabbed his face but with less faith than his teammate.

"Can my skin get me somewhere in life?" he asked the bratty twin, who looked at him in disgust.

"Samey's skin looks better than yours." Amy told him, earning a loud sigh from Sam. The camera panned to the right to include Trent's input.

"Hey don't listen to her dude." he reassured one of his best friends on the island. "You're beautiful just the way you are."

Amy smirked. "Wow Trent, I didn't know your heart goes the other direction." Amy's subtle remark was just enough to cause Trent's embarrassment-fueled blush.

"I think you misunderstood what I meant." Trent said, attempting to correct Amy's view of his sexuality. "I said that to lift his spirit." Sam's face fell flat at the utter truth. "Plus, you know I have a thing for your sister."

The last sentence gathered every camper's attention. Geoff rose an eyebrow at the comment and sent a saddened look towards Sammy, who was obliviously smiling at the guitarist's confession.

"I know, she's a man." Amy chuckled as no one else found that to be funny. "So is nobody gonna laugh at my spectacular joke?"

"Maybe no one laughed because it was funny." Scott sneered from the opposite table.

"Shh." Amy growled, the dirt farmer rolled his eyes in response and the camera returned to Dakota, Topher and Chris.

"Can I continue the challenge please?" Chris remarked, semi-irritated due to how long that interaction was. The camera cut back to the other campers, showing off their final reactions. Amy looked smug - Trent and Sammy looked into each other's eyes - and Geoff looked betrayed and heartbroken over Sammy's love interest.

Confessional: Geoff

"Trent?" Geoff exclaimed in disbelief, his voice slightly cracking in the statement. "I mean the guy's cool and all but I thought that me and Sammy had something special." he pointed off to the side aggressively. "Trent's not even on the same team as us." he went saddened and bamboozled immediately. "Dude, I've never gotten this broken over a dudette, dude."

Confessional: Katie

Katie sighed. "Poor Geoff…"

"For their fears…" Chris continued the show. "They'll have to last the whole day looking like the complete opposite of what they look like now."

"Easy," Topher declared. "I just won't look at myself." he pulled out two hand mirrors from his pocket and attempted handing them to Chris. The host declined the offer politely.

"Nuh-uh, keep the mirrors. We'll make you look so bad. So atrocious. So mind-boggling ugly…" Chris's expression turned more and more disgusted as his sentence went on. "That you'll die without knowing what you look like." the two beauty freaks groaned at their almost inevitable fate. That changed when Chris said his final sentence.

"That goes for Topher." Chris said, relieving Dakota and angering his fanboy.

"What?" he screamed, crossing his arms. "Then how is this even fair?"

"Because she needs to know that she looks poor." Chris told him.

"But I need to that I have dry skin right?" Topher argued.

Chris leered. "After we're through with you, you'll wish you were poor."

Topher turned to the cast in boredom and defeat. He rose a conspicuous eyebrow and turned back around to the host. "But what do you mean by 'we'?"

"Me and your resident go-to makeup artist, Chef Hatchet!" the viewpoint switched to in between Dakota and Topher. Chef was hulking before them, wearing eyeliner accompanied with feminine pink eyeshadow. "He will now work on the poor faces of you two." Chris said as Chef approached the teenagers menacingly. He walked past the altercation and went over to the 15 other campers.

"And while that's being taken care of." Chris addressed the situation. "Scott, you're up next dude." the dirt farmer's face went from nonchalant to utter horror.

xxx

"As if I'd tell you guys." Scott sneered, closing his eyes. He opened one eye confusedly, just to meet all the smirking faces of his peers surrounding him. He groaned rigidly and revealed, "Blood. I'm scared of blood."

xxx

The camera flashed back Scott's trial. He was in the same chair Scarlett was in for her challenge. In front of him, Chris held a pricker that's normally used for checking one's blood sugar.

"You're gonna use a pricker to see if he'll overcome his fear?" Courtney asked in annoyance. "How the heck will he overcome that if it'll hurt him in the process."

"Because all he has to do is not panic while staring at the pool of blood that lies on his finger." Chris said in a long-winded sentence. "Easy."

"Pool of blood?" Scott asks in terror. He eyes bulged out immediately as he attempted to squirm his way out much like his fellow redheaded teammate.

"Don't take him literally." Scarlett advised. "He's just trying to scare you. And even though on a personal level. You're right next to someone specifically with a behavior like Amy. I still will comfort you for your point."

Scott looked at Scarlett blankly. "So you're pretty much only doing this just for the win."

"Indeed." Scarlett nodded. Scott looked at her skeptically as that feeling took over his original fear

Confessional: Scott

"Guess working with Scarlett's off the table." Scott sneered, knowing that he might have to reconsider his future actions.

"Can we get this over with?" Jo scowled. "I don't wanna see Scotty Boy whine over just a little blood."

"Need I remind you of your own fear?" Scarlett said. Reminding Jo that she shouldn't be harassing Scott.

"Yeah," Scott chimed in, "who's scared of bunnies- ow!" she yelped as Chris silently pricked him. As the blood began to ooze up, Scott gulped fearfully and began to stare at it.

"Just 30 seconds dude." Geoff supported a couple meters back.

"Yeah, just stick through it!" Sammy said, she looked up at Geoff, meeting his disheartening glare. Geoff shook his head and avoided the cheerleader to presumably cause less harm towards mood. Leaving Sammy mildly regretful. "I'm sorry…"

"20...19...18…." Chris said dramatically, his intent to make Scott worry even more. While Chris did so, the camera returned to the Gopher blondes.

"Wait Geoff!" Sammy cried, jogging back to the party dude. Geoff, not knowing how to react, began to run away from her hurriedly. Which caused the cheerleader to unintentionally give chase. "I need to talk to you." the camera cut back to her team, who watched interestedly.

"Personally," Harold said, breaking their intended silence. "I'm more Gemmy than Tremmy. Trent's not even on the same team as us."

"Not the time, Harold?" Scott whimpered as he still stared at the blood, at this point 30 seconds had already passed. But Chris most likely forgot too because of the most recent interaction.

"5...4…" the camera zoomed in on Scott's face as he was still managing well even though his worst fear lay before him. "3...2...1…" a dinging sound effect played as Scott's completed his fear.

"And that's another point for the Gophers!" Chris announced, said team began to cheer and the Bass just scoffed. Scott promptly wiped the blood on his pants. Forgetting that he was on the chair, he attempted to stand up in joy, only pushing himself backwards by accident and toppling over.

"Hey can someone help me?" he asked somewhat angrily as his legs dangled in the air. Chris gave him a snide glance before turning his attention to everyone else.

"Now, let's go back to the mess hall and see how Dakota and Topher turned out." Chris said, pointing back to where they came from.

"Shouldn't we get Sammy and Geoff?" Sam asked.

"Nah, let them argue." Chris told him. "If something blows up tonight, the ratings are gold." Chris smiled wickedly, only thinking about how their potential argument could better his future as a TV host. "C'mon, let's go."

/

A quick flash transitioned the scene over to Geoff. The background music was a mix of suspense and a frantic synth. He was shown to be still running, panting heavily and occasionally looking behind him at Sammy. Who apparently didn't give up yet. As he saw this, he clenched his teeth and put more energy into his running, which caused him to go off off-screen.

The cabins were presented after. Geoff ran up to his cabin door quickly and slammed the door shut behind him. Seconds later, Sammy tiredly trudged up to it. Knocking lightly. "Geoff, just open the door."

"Uhm," Geoff said from inside, attempting to deepen his voice to confuse the cheerleader. Which only got her more relentless. "this isn't Geoff."

"Oh yeah? Then who is it?" the blonde replied.

"Um, Lightning?" Geoff said, "Sha-bam dude?" at this point, Sammy used the rest of her strength to barge in through the door. Surprising Geoff.

"Okay gig's up." Sammy said, crossing her arms. "Now can I please explain what happened?" instead of his usual happy demeanor. Geoff looked and sounded crushed.

"Nah brah." he answered dejectedly, hanging his head and walking past his former love interest. "I think I need some time to myself first." the door shut behind him and Sammy let out sad whimper.

/

The camera cut back to Topher and Dakota's challenge. Paper bags that were usually used to store lunch were put over their heads.

"What's with the bags?" Cody said.

"What else?" Jo answered, rolling her eyes at the unnecessary antics Chris pulled. "Dramatic effect."

"You got that right Jo!" Chris pointed finger guns at Jo from behind the two beauties. "Before me I have two campers. On the count of three, I'll unveil their masks-"

"Paper bags." Courtney stated dryly, earning an unpleasant look from Chris.

"And reveal the face that'll have to endure with the rest of the entire day." Chris explained, before giving the two a hard and stern look. "And that means you can clean your face after… I say so!

"But that's in like…" Dakota voice sounded muffled as she began to count on her fingers absent-mindedly. "seven hours!"

"I know!" Chris grinned playfully, "One… two… three!" he rose both bags from the campers and their faces were no more a sight for sore eyes. The main problem is Dakota was her hair, held up in a messy bun with loose bundles of hair poking every which way. "Dakota's other main problem were her eyes. They had more than enough eyeshadow so however hard she grinned, she remained with a tired expression. But if there's one thing to congratulate Chef on, it was the model scars and scratches on her face. Which really sold the idea that she was "poor".

Topher's face clearly had less to it. What seemed to be severely dry and thin clay, plastered on the poor boy's face. The rest of the campers noticed Chef's trick and spoke up about it.

"What'd you use to make his skin so dry?" Trent marveled, approaching Topher's face with an extended index finger.

"Boy, back up!" Chef yelled, swatting Trent's hand away. "Don't you know to admire with 'cha eyes not 'cha hands?"

Trent stepped back sheepishly. "Um," he rubbed his neck, trying to find a reasonable answer, "sorry. I guess…"

"It appears to me that the substance on Topher's facial region must be some sort of clay product. Or even some kind of poor quality compact powder." Scarlett mused, also walking up to the fanboy. Correcting Trent's mistake of trying to touch him. Meanwhile, Chef nodded at Scarlett's intelligence.

"You're a smarty." Chef told her with pleasure, abruptly returning to his angry appearance. "Don't 'chu eva', outsmart me again!" most people would've been frightened when Chef got in their face. Whereas Scarlett merely kept her calm composure.

"I'll try to meet your standards next time." Scarlett told him, while returning to her team. It looked like her interactions with people weren't over yet.

"How'd you stay so still?" Courtney asked in awe, possibly trying to do the same when the time comes.

"We're broadcasted on television." Scarlett adjusted her glasses and formed a snarky smile. "As long as I'm seen on air. He won't pinch a hair off my head."

"Wanna bet?" Chef said, mashing his fists together menacing, giving Scarlett a wicked smile. This time, Scarlett lost her calm attitude and turned irritated.

She looked over at Chris for his input, "Don't you have to be doing something right now?" regardless of the subtle threat, Chef still looked as Scarlett a way most people would run from. That all dissolved when Topher and his newly-put face held onto Chef by the leg pleadingly.

"Please…" he began, "do I really look that bad? I'm with the one and only Chris McLean. How could you make me look bad in front of him?" a touching tune played as Chris went over to Topher and laid a hand on him and spoke with an unusual nice and friendly tone.

"Oh please, you're not embarrassing yourself in front of me." a moment of silence occurred when Topher's look of dread turned happy and Chris's smile turned evil. "You're embarrassing yourself in front of over a million people. Including me." Topher promptly groaned in displeasure and clung onto Chef's leg even more. Chris, instead of comforting the boy, did the opposite and laughed at him.

/

Over at the beach, Geoff resided in an orange lounge chair, with his cowboy hat over his head. One close-up managed to show the mild frown he sported, presumably still thinking about what happened in the mess hall. As if on cue, a pair chuckles were heard from off-screen.

"And that's why I'm scared of mimes." Trent concluded as he walked past Geoff, a sheepish Sammy beside him. As soon as Geoff tipped his hat upwards, him and Sammy met both of their awkward glances and looked away immediately. A huge blush went across the party dudes face and the camera shifted over to Chris and Sam watching nearby.

"Dude," Sam started with a gruff chuckle, "who knew she'd ditch him like that? Major overkill!"

"Huh," Chris said, rubbing his chin, " reminds me of someone else's love life. Doesn't it?" Sam instantly sneered at the host's sense of humor.

"Not funny." he grumbled.

"You wanna know who else thinks it not funny?" Chris turned his head to the party boy, holding a purple remote control with a joystick on it. "Geoff."

Looking at the sky, Geoff sported a sad look. The camera shifted into his view, a gray cloud abruptly covered his view of the sun. One great rumble and boatloads of hail began raining down on the teen.

"Ah! Ah! Ahh!" Geoff screamed, jumping to his feet and attempting to shield himself from the hail. Naturally, his first instinct was to run from it. But unlike a real cloud, it began to follow him wherever he went. At one point he ran past all four of his remaining female teammates. Courtney looked at him in indifference - Sadie and Sammy gave a concerning stares - and Scarlett rose an eyebrow at the cloud.

"Last time I checked, normally clouds don't purposely follow human beings." she began to dash off-screen. "Unless…" Chris began to shift the joystick even more, and now Amy was watching the host alongside Sam. Scarlett was the third to become attracted.

"You're doing all this with a remote control?" Scarlett marveled, pointing at the contraption, Chris nodded and Scarlett smirked. "Is there a way to make the cloud go down on him and pelt him even harder?" she asked with intensity.

"Yeah I could do that, if you wanted to not get a point." Chris responded, still staring at Geoff while his screams echoed in the background.

"How would Geoff even get a point to begin with?" Scarlett said, also watching the party boy. "He's clearly not doing so well with the hail."

Chris's smile turned thoughtful as he said, "Yeah, but I started feeling bad so I was thinking of giving him a pity point." he turned back to Scarlett, "You want the pity point, right?"

"Yes sir!" she exclaimed, with a grin. The two team scoreboard were edited on again, and the Gophers' count went up to three while the Bass stayed at zero.

"Wow Bass, you're gonna have to step up your game if you want a chance at beating the Gophers." Chris told Amy, who scowled promptly.

"But that's not fair!" Amy whined, "You only tested two of us! And they haven't even finished their challenge yet!"

"Okay, then I'll test someone else on your team." Chris compromised, looking off to the side deviously. Promptly, he whistled and got the attention of a random mime who ran past those four immediately. The camera cut back to the guitarist and cheerleader, who had still been conversing after all this time.

"So, you're scared to Amy taking your stuff?" Trent asked, like he didn't know the answer already.

"Well yeah," Sammy answered, "it's not fun. Because then she just claims it for herself. I've had to get a whole new bed. Just because Amy didn't wanna give mine up."

"Woah, that's harsh." he said, the viewpoint shifted in a way so that only Trent was shown walking forward, a rustle and muffled cries of help were herd as Trent finally turned around and met his worst fear - a mime acting like he was trapped in a box with Sammy tugged under his arm.

xxx

"Hail?" Trent repeated. "Dude, I'm scared of mimes. One bad experience can seriously mess you up."

xxx

"Ahhh!" Trent yelled, instead of helping his 'girlfriend'. He ran away in complete fright, forgetting all past events leading up to this encounter. Doing as Chris may have intended, the mime set Sammy down gently, patted her head lightly for not causing any more trouble and sped off after Trent. Like Geoff, who had sat down next to Chris and the gang after being tortured. Trent ran past the group of now five, with the mime slowly gaining up on him. Not knowing what to do now, Sammy joined the cast, making them six.

"Um, what just happened?" Sammy asked, sitting down next to Geoff. Who reacted by getting up and sitting next to Sam.

"Looks like your new boyfriend is getting chased by his worst fear." Chris answered, looking around the area to spot them.

"Can't you like make Samey go through her worst fear?" Amy said, devilishly. "Because since she's a spare me, she actually has a fear. And since I was born first and I'm a princess, I don't have a fear."

"I find that pretty hard to believe, man." Sam told her, cringing at her retaliation.

"Well, you better believe it, tubby!" Amy yelled.

"Speaking of fears," Chris broke up their interaction, "Amy, Samey, report down to the Gophers' cabin. A special surprise is waiting for you over there."

Sammy groaned and hung her head. "You can't be serious right now…"

"Hurry up, Samey!" Amy took the initiative and began, shoving her twin sister in the direction of their cabin. "Hearing you scream is the best thing life can offer."

"Okay, now while they make their way to the cabins," Chris brought out a walkie-talkie and pressed the red button on it. The loudspeakers were shown right after as Chris spoke through them. "Cody! You're up."

xxx

Cody tapped his chin before giving his response. "Having to defuse a time bomb under pressure."

xxx

For Cody's fear, the camera focused on a trash can, filled with all types of disgusting garbage. A pan down and up revealed two more identical trash cans, both also filled to the brim. Wrapped loosely around it was a long cord of green and red wires. And wrapped around that was rope to keep everything together in place. Including an alarm clock which caused a light beeping sound. Cody looked absolutely worried as he stared at the makeshift time bomb. For some unspecified reason, Jo was hulking over the flirty geek.

"Alright Cody, this garbage bomb is going off in exactly ten minutes." Chris told him, "everything you need to know to defuse it is on these schematic blueprints." he held up a blue paper, presumably with the instructions on defusing the bomb.

"What?" he shouted, hands on the side of his head. "No way, I can't do this!"

"Then, I suggest you find a safe place to hide 'brah." Chris laughed, tossing the blueprints he held off to the side, now he turned to Jo. "Jo, are you sure you want to stay here while he does this? You do know that if this goes off, you'll be splattered too."

"I don't care." Jo answered plainly, giving Cody a stern look. "I have to stay here just in case Cody pulls some funny business and starts fooling around instead of helping us win." with her response, Chris began to grin.

"Alrighty then, later guys!" Chris said, turning away until Cody questioned his actions.

"Wait," the geek said, now holding the blueprints, "you're not gonna watch?"

"No way!" Chris pointed at the trash. "That's a live bomb dude!" he ran off childishly as Cody turned to the bomb and began poking around it cautiously.

/

A transition brought the episode back to Amy and Sammy, the latter still getting pushed around by the former. Literally.

"Would you stop it!" Sammy said, breaking free of her sister's grip. The camera pulled out, showing the cabins nearby. "We're here!"

"Fine." Amy rolled her eyes and let her sister walk beside her. "But not because we're here. Because my arms are tired from pushing a tub of lard." she gasped intentionally. "Oops, I mean you." as they walked up the stairs to Sammy's room, a tired and rattled Chris slammed the door right open.

"Heey girls!" he greeted semi-awkwardly. Noticeably trying to catch his breath.

"Woah.." Sammy said, "I thought you were doing Cody's challenge."

"Already been taken care of." Chris waved her off.

"Then explain why we're here!" Amy snarled, raising her arms up. Chris gave them a quick glance before moving out of their view. Their cabin looked exactly the same, except one's bed in particular went missing.

"Hold on," Sammy began to headcount all the beds in the room. "where's my bed?"

Chris turned to face the room, sporting a confused look that was no more than a fake. "Oh yeah, looks like Amy's mom paid us the big bucks just to have your bed become one of Amy's." Sammy groaned on instinct, then looking up in realization.

"Ugh, then I'll just sleep in Izzy's or Sugar's bed." she compromised in aggravation, watching Chris ove out of the doorway.

"Tough luck." Chris replied, on cue, both beds were thrown out of the door respectively. Causing the twins to dodge the objects. "Looks like 'Momma Bear' didn't want you sleeping on any bed, heh heh." he chortled off-screen. Immediately, the nicer twin turned to Amy.

"What did you do?" she began angrily, "What did you tell Mom?" unlike her sister, Amy had the biggest grin as she enjoyed Sammy's 'fate'.

"I didn't tell her anything." Amy cackled before admiring her nails calmly. "Maybe she's finally realized that I'm the better daughter." as the meaner twin was about to reach Sammy's boiling point, the laughter of Chris gained both of their attentions.

"Calm down girls," he said in between laughs, "I'm only playing."

"I'm already calm." Amy said, "get mad at Samey." the nice twin flushed with embarrassment and regret.

"Um, I'm sorry." she apologized. "I got overwhelmed and I-"

"Because due to being an early audience favorite," Chris announced, confusing both girls as they didn't know where this was headed. "Samey gets to choose which female has to sleep in the guys' cabin!"

The nice twin gasped in excitement while her counterpart became furious. "Oh em gee! Really?"

"Ex-cuse me?" Amy groaned. "How is she audience favorite? She's so ugly!"

"At least I don't have a huge mole!" Sammy countered, pointing at the 'beauty mark' Amy possessed.

"This is a beauty mark!" Amy corrected, pointing at it herself. "Y'know, something that makes you more beautiful."

"Let's see if the guys think that." Sammy smirked, hinting that she'd be the chosen one to switch sleeping arrangements. Once Amy had realized that hint, she gasped loudly.

"You're gonna switch me?" Amy questioned, beginning to fake cry. "How dare you! I'm your sister!"

"Who cares?" Sammy smiled. "You deserve it-" she got cut off by getting tackled straight to the ground by Amy, who had stopped crying. The shot panned up to Chris as he watched the fight progress. Bearing an antagonistic look before ceasing everything.

"Girls!" he screamed, putting in hands up. "As much as I'd love to see you two quarrel, your fears are over!"

Both twins got up, equal amounts of bruises and scratches were on their bodies. "Fear? I'm not scared of anything."

"That's not what Samey told us." Chris pointed to said cheerleader, who grinned wildly.

"Oh yeah…" she said, laughing at her sister's fear. "I told them that you're scared of people liking me more than you."

"Yup, and that's why only Amy scores a point for her team." Chris revealed, the girls had complete opposite expressions as the Bass' scoreboard finally went up by one point.

"How did she pass her fear?" Sammy questioned him loudly. "She just fought me!"

"Well, for starters." Chris began to explain, "You lied about both of your fears." Amy grinned as her sister had to defend her case.

"What? How?" she complained.

"You said that you were scared of Amy taking your stuff, but once I said that Amy took your bed. Instead of screaming and panicking, you tried compromising with me."

"But how did I lie about Amy's fear?" Sammy said. "She's actually scared of that!"

"Then how come she didn't scream or panic?" Chris argued, starting to get fed up with Sammy. Who spluttered at Chris's explanation.

"Um, well-" Sammy tried to say before getting cut off again.

"Because she's not scared of that." Chris defiantly told her, walking down the stairs and past the twins. "Which leads me to believe that she is, fearless." he lied, only trying to get Sammy mad. "Which only leads me to giving her a point for her own sister, trying to decieve me." once Chris walked off-screen, Sammy glared at Amy while she laughed in her face.

"I told you I'm not scared of anything." Amy said, cackling as she walked down the stairs. Meeting her on the ground was a roach, that just stopped at her feet. Amy went silent as she noticed the bug. "Ahh!" she screamed, running away from the little creature. Her sister was next to depart from the cabins, crushing the roach accidently as she muttered something under her breath.

"Roaches." she muttered, balling her fists up. "Why didn't I think of that?"

Confessional: Chris

Instead of a cast member spilling their thoughts in the outhouse confessional, it was the host himself. "Now, I'm fully aware that I cheated Sammy out of a point. I don't think that the producers will be too happy with that. But to be fair," he put on a smile, "my acting was above an average level." he put a hand on his chest proudly.

The static cut to Sammy still walking off from the cabins. Possibly thinking about how she would have handled the situation better. In the foreground, Sadie walked by the cheerleader. Awkwardly wearing a wig shaped in a brown mullet. In utter confusion, this managed to halt the nicer twin.

"Sadie…" she said, eyeing the wig. "what're you wearing?"

"It's my fear." she said grumpily, turning back to face Sammy. "Bad haircuts, remember?"

xxx

"Bad haircuts!" Sadie said, gripping her hair tight like it was about to come clean off.

xxx

"Right." Sammy recalled, giving her fellow Canadian another question. "When can you take it off?"

"Like in an hour I think." she replied, beginning to walk away. "I'm gonna go catch a nap really quick, later Sammy."

"Bye." Sammy said, continuing her walk into the woods. As she went deeper into the woods, she met Cody and Jo, the former still trying to decode the bomb while his alliance mate shadowed him. Sammy, after noticing the big pile of trash about to explode, she ran away immediately.

"Hurry up already!" Jo complained, tapping her foot. "I wanna go eat."

"Then go eat." Cody said in annoyance. "No one's stopping you."

"If you were a more trustworthy alliance mate, I would've never came out here." Jo countered.

"How am I even untrustworthy?" Cody now let Jo gain all of his attention, even turning to the jockette. "Katie's my girlfriend but she doesn't even know about the alliance."

"And how do I know that?" Jo said. "Maybe your little innocent girlfriend is spilling the deets about our alliance right now!"

Cody turned back to the bomb with a frown. "As if! She's probably facing her fear right now…"

xxx

"Katie's scared of driving," Jo listed,

xxx

A bunch of ordered orange traffic cones were set up on the beach. A trilling tune played as the camera moved over to Katie, who copped a squat on presumably Chris's ATV. She looked tremendously scared as Chris and the other non-occupied campers watching from the side.

"If you can complete this course without panicking or hitting a cone, you get a point for the Bass." Chris explained, the first BFFFL nodded in agreement as she turned to the cones nervously.

"Does she even know how to drive that thing?" Harold asked the host.

"No…" he admitted awkwardly, "but it's pretty simple, just hold down your foot and steer." the camera pulled out a bit to show Katie slowly driving past Chris and Harold in the foreground. "What's the worst that can happen." the camera promptly shook Katie inevitably crashed into one of the cones. Chris and Harold braced themselves for impact. Katie laid on the ground beside the ATV in a dazed fashion.

"Are you okay?" Chris questioned, wrapping his arms around his ATV.

Katie sat up, rubbing her back. "No…"

"Not you." Chris told her sternly, he jumped into the driver's seat and sped off away from Katie. The sudden movement caused a coughing fit from Katie as Chris brought up a sand cloud.

/

As the cloud of sand dispersed, it transitioned over to the communal washrooms. The shot was placed on the two mirrors. No signs of people there were shown, until one of them spoke.

"Okay, pick up your head on three." Topher instructed, presumably with Dakota. "One… two… three!" they did what they planned as picked up their heads. Dakota in the left mirror and Topher in the right. They both marveled at their own faces after having to deal with he faces Chef had made for them. After enough self-love, they turned to each other.

"Wow, you look amazing!" Dakota gasped, pointing at Topher's face.

Topher flipped his hair. "Not as much as your hair," he squinted his eyes, "how do you get it that bright?"

"Just a rhyme my stylist told me:" she closed her eyes to clearly recall the statement. "If you want your hair to look real bright; condition it twice, during midnight."

"Midnight?" Topher asked in disbelief, his eyes bulged. "And how long does your hair routine take."

"On a good day…" Dakota thought, "around 30 minutes." Topher walked past the rich girl in somewhat disdain.

"And you wonder why you never get any sleep." he remarked, earning a glare from this phobia partner. The camera focused on the still shot of Dakota as the Bass' scoreboard matched the Gophers' at 3.

/

Back at Cody's fear, the timer showed to be just two minutes left and counting. The actual bomb had looked different from when the challenge had first started. Several of the wires were cut loose and the garbage itself was rearranged differently. Cody seemed pretty happy with himself when the camera panned to him, yet Jo looked the opposite.

"I almost got it!" Cody shouted in excitement. "It's almost defused."

"Okay, we get it." Jo said nonchalantly. "Now just hurry up and defuse it."

"It'd be a lot easier if you quiet down." Cody told her, wiping his brow. "I don't do so good under pressure."

"Says the guy who's almost done." Jo replied, rolling her eyes. To her anger, Cody's attention had been completely divided as he ran off-screen without warning. "Cody!" he jockette screamed. The flirty geek had ran over to Katie, who was walking over to them with a limp.

"Oh my gosh!" Cody said, helping his girlfriend walk. "Are you okay? What happened?"

"I couldn't drive straight." she subtly whimpered wincing with every step she took.

"What do you mean?" Cody pondered aloud, not understanding her reference.

"She failed her fear." Jo told him quickly, urging for him to finish his challenge. "She can't drive, who cares?" she sped up her speech. "Just defuse the bomb Cody!"

"Hold on," he said, still helping Katie walk, "she needs to sit down somewhere."

"She's a liability right now!" Jo told him in anger, the music picking up speed and suspense. "You have like 30 seconds left- oh forget this!" the dirty blonde ran over to the bomb, and grabbed one of the green wires, stretching it immediately.

"There are wire cutters right there!" Cody said, setting Katie down on a tree stump. "Cut the-" stopping his sentence was Trent, still screaming in horror as he ran past Cody and Katie and from the mime who followed him in a creepy fashion.

"What wire?" Jo yelled, she groaned and looked at the green wire. As soon as she was about to cut it, Trent blindly ran into the bomb, and the camera cut away from the loud explosion. Miles away, Chris was shown walking towards the cabins, a happy Topher ran up to him.

"See Chris? You can't stop me-" the explosion finally sounded over to where the two males were, shocking at least Topher. "What the heck was that?"

Chris put a hand on his hip before smiling in the direction of the sound. "If I had to guess, I'd say Cody just, blew himself up." the camera panned above the males. A trail of smoke rose into the air from where the bomb exploded. Jo, Cody, Katie, Trent and even the mime were all covered in garbage. As they all just marveled at the explosion, the mime was the only one to be shown as distraught.

"Oh my!" the mime said in a Greek accent, the more liquidy garbage replacing his face makeup. "My makeup!"

"Hah! Take that you mime freak!" Trent exclaimed at the mime's displeasure, he received awkward looks from his teammates.

"Wait," Cody spoke up, "aren't mimes from France?"

"Yeah, your French accent sucks." Jo stated bluntly.

"You are wrong." the mime said. "Mimes originated in ancient Greece. Not the land of the Eiffel Tower." the mime walked off abruptly, leaving the four teammates to stand in the woods covered with trash. The teenagers merely blinked as the Bass' scoreboard finally beat the Gophers' at four.

"Maybe I should've cut the red wire first." Cody said, angering Jo even more.

"You think." Jo said, out-of-nowhere; a garbage covered bunny hopped on-screen sniffing Jo happily. She cringed in disgust. "Ew," she began calmly, "what is that?"

"Ooh!" Katie began to clap lightly. "I think it's a bunny!" not even a couple seconds after her sentence and the bunny went flying from the swift kick by Jo. She was met with three glares from her team as he chuckled awkwardly.

"Personal fear." She blamed. "Force of habit." now the Bass' score went up to five as the shot remained on Trent, Cody and Katie giving Jo angry looks.

/

Footage of Harold's fear was sequenced next. He was shown tapping his foot as the Gophers' logo spun into the top left corner. A trilling tune played as Harold silently read a magazine while he did his business. Getting his attention was the sound of glass falling, he looked around uninterestedly for more signs of people then went back to the magazine.

Unlucky for him, three people of Asian descent slid down into the washrooms on black ropes. One of them stopped in front of the camera, looked around and slid down with his group members. Nonchalantly, Harold opened the door to his stall. Two of the ninjas landed in front of him. The next shot was split into three slim and horizontal sections with each ninja's face occupying one. Harold brought out his pair of nunchucks, shocking the ninjas as they stepped back cautiously. Harold began to spin quickly in between each hand for a period of time as the ninjas kept stepping back. Finally, the dweeb went too fast and knocked himself in the head, falling into the toilet by accident. As he fell, he threw the nunchucks in the air.

Just as those three actors were about to leave the washrooms, the nunchucks ricocheted off the wall and hit all three ninjas in the head, knocking him out. Promptly, Scarlett opened the door. She looked at the three unconscious actors and the Gophers' score went up to four. She cautiously stepped over them and walked to the sinks. Not even acknowledging Harold as he pulled up his pants sheepishly.

"Hey Scarlett, what's up?" Harold greeted.

The genius began to wash her hands. "Harold, if you're trying to claim me as your girlfriend. I'd advise you to give up now."

Harold looked at her in disbelief. "Girlfriend? I would never!"

Confessional: Harold

The redheaded dweeb held a piece of paper, crossing a name off the unspecified list dryly. "Dang it."

"Alright then," Scarlett turned the faucet off, "then what do you want?" Harold opened his mouth to speak, he ran over to the door to make sure no one was trying to overhear their conversation and returned to Scarlett.

"I think we should watch out for Scott." he revealed. Scarlett chuckled lightly before responding.

"Scott?" she repeated. "That individual isn't the smartest of this cast." she noticed Harold's serious stare and ceased her laughing. "But please, go on."

"Remember the talent show challenge? Sugar said that lyrics that she sang for her act wasn't her own." Harold began, pacing back and forth in front of Scarlett.

"You're correct." Scarlett said, also thinking about said challenge. "I do remember saying that her lyrics aren't nearly as dumb as she is."

"And I know you remember the camping challenge?" Harold brought up another scene.

"Yes Harold, that wasn't too long ago." Scarlett dryly replied.

"What if Scott played with Izzy's head to go into that bear costume again?" Harold suggested. "He did go with her when she had to pee. What if he said something to her when they were coming back? Coincidence that Scott could've played with the past two eliminations? I think not!"

Scarlett rubbed her chin, leaning on the sink. "While you're bringing up good points, only the reasoning behind Sugar's elimination makes sense. Izzy's a crazy female, regardless of what Scott said to her, there's a good possibility that she would've done the same with or without Scott's influence."

"Okay, but what about Sugar's elimination. You know it makes sense!" Harold said.

"That was one time!" Scarlett said. "Maybe he had a personal vendetta against Sugar. They're both farm people."

Harold frowned, "I don't think you're taking me seriously with this."

"Well what do you want from me with this information?" Scarlett asked him, knowing the answer already.

"I think we should work together." Harold said, causing Scarlett to raise an eyebrow. "We're both smart, and when the time's right we can take down Scott together! Like a partnership."

Scarlett wondered out loud. "If he's even trouble to begin with." she muttered, meeting Harold's glare. She groaned and compromised with her fellow redhead. "Look, if Scott pulls another stunt that has to do with sabotaging this team. I'll agree to an alliance with you. Otherwise, this conversation never happened. Deal?" she stuck out her hand.

"Deal." Harold confirmed, shaking hands with the genius.

Confessional: Scarlett

"For my sake and my sake only," Scarlett began, pushing her glasses up, "I hope Scott pulls another stunt. Having another ally couldn't hurt. Harold's thought of Scott being a target did make sense. But I had to play hard to get to see how far Harold was willing to go. He's pretty resourceful in most unexpected ways. And he seems loyal to the point of extinction!" she laughed quietly, "Welcome aboard, Harold."

A close-up of a microphone was shown. A dark-skinned finger tapped on it twice, signaling that it was on. B stood near the microphone, holding a piece of paper. The camera cut out to show most of the campers seated on the bleachers at the amphitheater. Chris stood at the side of the stage, instructing the overweight teen.

"It's okay dude." Chris comforted the sweating and silent male. "Just read that paragraph, and you're done."

"Yeah, if he can read." Scott sneered. Sitting behind him, Courtney slapped the back of his head. "What? If he doesn't talk, how do we know he can read?"

"C'mon dude." Geoff said, his voice wasn't nearly as uplifting as it usually is. "It's just a paragraph." B heard geoff' words of wisdom and opened his mouth to speak. But closed it right back after hearing Scott's input.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." Scott muttered, audible enough for B to hear him.

"What?" Scarlett said, her eyes began to twitch. Worrying her teammates.

"He doesn't have to do it if he doesn't want to." Scott smirked. "I mean, he hasn't said a word before. Why does he have to now?"

"Because it's his challenge!" Courtney said, siding Scarlett. She looked up at the silent boy and the viewpoint shifted behind her. "B! Don't listen to Scott and speak! Your voice probably isn't even that bad."

B opened his mouth again with what looked like a struggle. But then closed it and walked off stage sadly.

"Ooh!" Chris began off-screen. "Looks like B couldn't keep his mouth open. Unlike other campers who need to keep their mouths shut." he looked directly at Scott, as with the rest of his teammates.

"Great." Scarlett groaned. "Now we've lost. Again." her teammates looked at her in shock.

"How," Sammy asked. "It's five-four. Courtney could tie it. Plus, Brick and Sam haven't even gone yet."

"Actually… it's five-five." Chris walked up to the Gophers. "Sadie's challenge is up. But I don't know where she is."

"Last time I saw her, she said she was gonna take a nap." Sammy informed everyone. "But that still doesn't mean we've lost."

"Yes it does." Courtney told her. "I don't even have a fear."

"Oh yeah?" Chris snickered. "Because we've got your challenge already set up."

"How?" Courtney stuttered, growing with nervousness. "But I didn't-"

"You didn't have to." Chris answered, crossing his arms. "We're always watching you and your reactions." he grinned.

xxx

"Very." Courtney said in satisfaction, the flirty geek walked up to the former CIT and silently offered the girl some gelatin. To which she recoiled intensely. "No!" she screamed before calming herself down and smiling. "I mean no thanks, I'm good."

"Courtney?" Scarlett said from her stump. "Do you have pranis phobia? The fear of the color green. Or do you have zelatiniphobia? The fear of jelly? Heck, maybe even a combination of both!"

xxx

"Who cares?" Courtney said, pointing over at the Bass. "The only people who haven't done their fear are Brick and Sam. That's unfair!" she whined absent-mindedly.

"Okay, then let's make this interesting." Chris began, everyone else crowded the host in anticipation. "I'll give the Gophers invincibility, if Courtney completes it." Courtney groaned pitifully as she looked at her expectant teammates.

/

A flash brought the scene over to a shot of a long ladder with a plank of wood situated at the top. A pan down brought the scene to a huge tub of green jelly that's being mixed together by Chef. And everyone surrounding it with Chris.

Courtney merely blinked when she looked above at the ladder she'd have to climb. Beside her was Sammy and Harold.

"You're scared of jelly?" Harold asked in disbelief that such a capable young woman would be scared of an inanimate object.

"Shut up!" Courtney responded. "Only the green kind. It's like, sugary, jiggly snot!"

"You can face your fear and dive straight into this pool of jelly," Chris said with the tub of jelly behind him. Or, let your team lose yet another challenge." Courtney looked up one more time and gulped, she looked at Sammy for support but due to their friendship being on a halt, she just sniffed and turned away. Leaving the ex-CIT to sigh and walk towards the ladder.

"This is insane." Courtney said, grabbing one of the bars. "I could seriously die doing this." she began to climb up as the Bass taunted her from the ground.

"Ew," Dakota cringed, standing next to Sam. "that is seriously gross." she sent a sly look up at Courtney. "It looks just like snot!"

The camera returned to Courtney already halfway up the ladder, stopping to respond to Dakota. "I've already established that Dakota!"

"Nice mindset." Harold stated quietly.

"That's right Courtney." Scarlett cupped her hands over her mouth. "Just focus on winning this challenge. They're just trying to get themselves immunity." the camera returned to the shot they had when this scene first started. But Courtney stuck her head out from the plank of wood. She began to shiver just thinking about her jump.

"Courtney!" Scarlett shouted, "The jelly is most likely soft! When you land on it, it'll feel like numerous fluffed-up pillows!"

"It will?" Sammy questioned in confusion.

"No." Scarlett admitted. "But if I have to lie to get her to jump. So be it. Maybe you also should be comforting her. She most definitely needs it."

"I really don't want to." Sammy admitted sheepishly. And as if she had heard their whole conversation, Courtney broke into wails.

"I can't do it." she cried, "I'm coming down." the heads of her team all began to hang as she the reason they lost. Likewise, the Bass cheered due to their fourth win in a row.

"Then there ya have it." Chris announced as Courtney was shown climbing down the ladder and walking off-screen behind him. "The Bass win invincibility this week. Again."

Confessional: Courtney

The ex-CIT began her confessional with a few sniffles and a wipe of her nose. "I'm so embarrassed. How could I be so weak? It's like I was missing something." she arched her back sadly. "Missing a friend."

The static cut to the tub in green jelly later in the evening. Now only Sammy and Courtney were there. The latter looking way more apologetic than she's ever been.

"Look, Sammy." Courtney began sincerely. "I'm sorry for all the things I've done to you. Since the talent show contest, my mindset changed to be only about winning the game. And the fact that I'd do anything to get the money. Even backstab my only friend, you." she admitted, Sammy's original look of impassive turned understanding as Courtney went on. "And when I saw up there. I kept thinking about how you were cheering for me. Helping me go on and jump. Then I realized that it wasn't you being a jerk." she took a deep breath before saying her last sentence. "It was me being a bad friend."

Sammy blinked twice before pulling Courtney in for a tight bear hug. "Aw, it's okay Courtney. Sure you knida acted like my sister for a while. But I can tell that apology was really sincere." she looked deep into the Hispanic's eyes as they were about to tear up.

"I forgive you."

/

To contrast from that heartwarming scene, the camera ominously zoomed in on the Gopher's cabin porch. By now it was reaching to be dark. Scott was up on the railing, Sadie and Geoff sat on the stairs leading up to the porch and Scarlett leaned up against the opposite railing.

"Guys, I think that we should vote off B." Scott told the group. "Him, Samey and Courtney are the only ones that didn't face their fear. And he's looking like the best target right now."

"But B's really nice." Sadie countered, obliviously still wearing that brown mullet.

"Facts." Geoff spoke up. "B's one of the dudes."

"I'm with the other two." Scarlett said, not buying a word Scott's saying. "B should stay because he bears a smart interior." Scarlett explained. "He's always the one to get the team out of a situation that most of us give up on."

"But how far can you trust a dude that doesn't even talk?" Scott sneered. Geoff and Sadie both looked at each other, knowing that Scott made a valid point. "If anything, he could be planning all of our eliminations right now!"

"You know…" Sadie began, "he's kind of making a point." In annoyance, Scarlett jumping over the railing and walked away from the trio.

"Okay, become imbeciles and vote for B. I'm not letting you try and talk myself into attempting to evict one of the most resourceful campers here."

Geoff looked at Scott. "What's her deal?"

"Don't ask me." Scott responded. "So, you guys voting for B tonight?"

Geoff and Sadie shared one last glance before both responding. "Yes."

/

In the mess hall, the camera panned across the two tables. Trent, Cody, Sam and Katie occupied one table having a fun time bonding with each other. And Harold sat at the other table, eating tonight's dinner; gruel.

"Harold." Scarlett said as she walked in, she took a seat across the dweeb and began to talk strategy. "Who are you voting for?"

Harold swallowed the spoonful of gruel that was in his mouth. "Courtney."

"What?" Scarlett exclaimed in a hushed tone. "Why her?"

"First, she lost the challenge for us. Second, I'm pretty sure she's bipolar. And three, she's really mean to me." she listed, consuming another spoonful of gruel. Much to Scarlett's disgust.

The genius groaned, "Why are you putting tonight's vote in the hands of your heart? Courtney isn't the worst choice I've heard tonight but it still isn't a good one."

"Okay then who are you voting for?" Harold countered.

"Sammy." she revealed. "Out of the three people who failed their challenge, I think we can both agree that she's the weakest one mentally and physically."

"That may be so. But her and B have something Courtney lacks in." Harold told Scarlett. "Being nice to me."

"Who cares if someone's nice to you!" Scarlett said. "How will that improve this team? B brings in mental expertise. Courtney's a mental and physical competitor. Then what does Sammy bring?" Harold stayed quite to avoid Scarlett's speech. "I thought so." she stood up. "I trust that you'll vote with me at the campfire ceremony tonight." Harold glared at her as she walked away.

"As if." he murmured between chews of gruel. He began to choke, spitting out a chunk of gruel. The four other people who were there glanced at Harold awkwardly before returning to their conversation. Harold facepalmed at the fact that he embarrassed himself in front of the other team. "Gosh!"

/

The footage skipped ahead to the campfire ceremony. And as this was a big one, the camera skipped most of it and panned down at the two remaining marshmallows. "There are only two marshmallows left on this plate." Chris grinned, it seemed that even though other campers received their marshmallows, they remained on the seats. Due to Sadie being seen in the corner of the shot without the wig on. "The three of you did not complete your challenges today. One of you is going home tonight and cannot return." the camera slowly zoomed in on Courtney, B, And Sammy. The two girls were in the front and B sat behind them. "Ever."

The camera cut to Chris's smile. "The next name I'm gonna call…"the camera zoomed in on each of the bottom three's expressions. None was more nervous than the other. "Is… Samey." the cheerleader promptly smiled and got up. She walked to Chris after giving Courtney a look of hope. The camera zoomed in on the bottom two as their eyes slowly rolled to each other's.

"The final marshmallow of the night goes to…" Chris held his hands behind his back as he drew suspense. "Courtney." the Hispanic in question smiled happily and received her marshmallow. She didn't even acknowledge her now ex-teammate B, who hung his head sadly.

"Better luck next time." Scott leaned over to say, fully aware that he caused B's elimination. B finally stood up, trudging past his fellow teens and host himself sadly.

"Looks like B's road to the hundred grand just went mouth." Chris joked, replacing 'south' with mouth.

"I guess spitting game wasn't his thing." Harold laughed.

Sadie snorted, "I wish he could talk the talk instead of walk the walk."

"Cool it with the puns guys." Sammy announced, holding her marshmallow. "He feels bad as it is."

The footage skipped to the departure, B was already boarded and the boat took off. The camera cut to B's face as he sniffed and wiped away a single tear. He looked up confusedly when the boat stopped moving. He looked around for any signs as to why. But once he let his guard down, the boat sped off comically. And B's deep and gruff voice was heard in a scream. Ending off the seventh episode of the season.

Author's Note

Whew! That is what you call a long chapter. Since there's a lot to talk about, let's get straight into it. B's elimination may come to a shock for most of you, as I saw that most people were predicting that he'd go far. But I decided for him to be cut short here. Nothing against B but unlike most stories, all of the subplots had literally nothing to do with him. But I didn't wanna give him too much of an early boot so I think the first boot of the second quarter was a good place for him. What are your thoughts on his elimination?

Now, this admittedly wasn't Geoff's episode. In fact, once I got back into writing I had planned this whole 'Geoff's Sad' subplot off the top of my head. And in my opinion it didn't feel forced at all. Especially since Trent blew his cover up pretty well. So currently in the game, Trent's with Sammy. Sammy's trying to make amends with Geoff which isn't working in anybody's favor right now. And Trent's just in the middle, completely oblivious of something he unknowingly caused. Can he and Sammy make things right with Geoff? Or will this all blow over in a surprising elimination?

The second to last big thing that happened was Courtney and Sammy's friendship. Yes, I had them make up rather quickly. But I knew that if they didn't make up before Up The Creek, I wouldn't be able to come up with something for them to do. Which would result in less screen time for them. So now, even though they went back to being friends, the mentor crap is over and Courtney doesn't have all of Sammy's trust. Can she earn that trust back next episode?

And finally, I think the biggest shock this episode: the Harold/Scarlett partnership. This was planned out from the start and I'm so ecstatic due to the way I wrote it. I wanted to write something similar to Harold finding out about Owen in canon TDA. And something similar to Max and Scarlett's dynamic in canon TDPI. So I think I got the best of both worlds with this alliance. I can't wait to write how the alliance progresses throughout the season!

Now, the only thing I want to address here is the fact that Brick and Sam's fears didn't get tested. I decided to just not include it because this chapter is over 4000 words than I usually write and the fact that Sam's fear wasn't even mentioned. Admittedly because I couldn't come up with something suitable for the gamer. So I hope that you guys aren't too mad about that.

Well, don't forget to rate and review!

And with that, I'm signing off.

See y'all next chapter!

Checkmate King

TJI Elimination Order

Cameron - (22nd Place)

Beth - (21st Place)

Lightning - (20th Place)

Sugar - (19th Place)

Izzy - (18th Place)

B - (17th Place)