A/N: Sometimes I get confused on who should be in the tasks. I know the show is originally meant to do for the most part entirely with strangers, but you guys do make requests for other canon characters and I want to put some of them too.

Thanks for your reviews, Khaos20 (I think that was in some episode. A lot of this is borrowed from Impractical Jokers, though I usually modify it somewhat and some of it is new), Koolkat0207, CrazyBlueOwl (punishments are not meant to be suicidal. For that matter though, I've already thought of this round's punishment, but I'll see if I can schedule something for later), lunarchroniclesandcockatiels (cute AND cruel), Vexy Minion, Artemis's hunter, Neutrino 2000 (I forgot to ask, is your name based of the Neutrino weapon from Artemis Fowl?), and Ayano's Theory of Relativity (that actually sounds cruel and nice at the same time. I remember a test like that and we all studied crazy hard for it, but in the end it was just a sort of game. I have mixed feelings about it. Percy would only be heartbroken if the cookies were blue).

Task One: If a random person you found in the woods while jogging suddenly asked you to stop and help them? You possibly would, but maybe not if that person was one of our four contestants.

Essentially, the task will take place in a forest, where joggers are known to run at a few intervals, and each of the contestants will be trying to build a fire using a set of logs. They have to try and stop whoever is jogging along the way and ask them to help them build a fire, in order to burn something.

That 'something' will be covered with a tarp, and none of the contestants know what it is… but they better figure out what to say about it once they uncover it when they talk to the jogger. If they cannot get someone to help them build the fire, then they lose. As always, they can't tell anyone it is being recorded, and will be provided with an earpiece, with the others watching.

Frank stepped up to the plate first this time. His eyes started wandering around the trail, looking for someone to come.

A demigod came, Frank knew he was a child of Dionysus, but didn't know his name, because, come one, he was a child of Dionysus and not exactly who you want to ask for help while burning something, but Frank decided to try anyway.

"Hey!" Frank said.

The guy slowed down to a stop. "What's up?"

"Oh, I was just making a fire to burn something," Frank said. He then went to the tarp to remove it.

Lying under it was a teddy bear. Frank picked it up. "I wanted to burn this. Can you give me a hand?"

"Why?" the guy asked, who had started laughing.

Unknown to Frank, the others had also inserted a speaker into the teddy bear, and so they could speak into a handset and it would come out of the bear.

"Don't do it," a voice cracked out of the bear.

"Did that thing just talk?" the guy asked.

"Yeah," Frank said. "Which is why I need to bury it. It has been driving me nuts. It keeps singing Katy Perry songs while I try to sleep."

The guy started laughing uncontrollably at that, but he still took a log and tossed it in.

The teddy bear started saying more things. "Please! Help me! I don't want to be burnt! This man has done unspeakable things to me! Even Octavian would shudder at them and call them stuffed animal abuse!"

"Just what's your name, little man?" the guy asked.

"Our names are- Sheldon, Timothy, and Rudy," the bear said, with each of the names being said by a different member of the three in an attempt to sound creepy, and failing at it, because those are just not scary names.

"That's not true," Frank said. "I have done nothing to that bear."

They continued arranging the logs for the fire.

"Stop!" the teddy bear said. "I know where you live! I will come back to get you! I will find you when you're asleep, and then take your soul with me back to the depths of Tartarus from where I was sired by the darkness itself!" it said. It could've been creepy, but was actually hilarious because you could clearly tell there was some sort of speaker in it. The guy was still laughing, but they made the mound and everything.

Result: Frank passed.

"Okay, thanks for making that insanely difficult," Frank said. "I'll be honest here, if I found a teddy bear that said all that, I would've left it and ran away."

"Are you being honest?" Leo asked. "Or are you being frank?"

"So we're making bad puns now?" Percy asked.

"Right," Jason said, giggling. "I'm up next, aren't I?"

Jason only had to wait for a few minutes before someone came on the trail, a girl who from her slightly elfish features he guessed was from the Hermes cabin.

"Hey!" Jason said. "Can I ask you for some help?"

She stopped running, seemingly rather reluctantly, and said, "What do you need?"

"I'm just trying to put in some logs for a fire?"

"But it isn't even cold," she said, confused.

"Yeah, but I need to burn this," Jason said, and wondering what would be beneath it, took off the tarp.

It was a small shelf, all pocked with some small dolls, clearly meant for a girl around four or five.

Jason paused for a second, before a brainwave got to him, and he looked at the puzzled girl and said, "You see, these are my sister's."

"I don't think Thalia is one to collect dolls," Percy said.

"Isn't your sister, Thalia, that huntress?" the girl asked. "I don't think she would've collected dolls. I thought she was a hardcore punk."

"She wouldn't," Jason said. "They're a gift from our aunt, but she never liked them, so she asked me to burn them in secret where no one would know."

"Clever," Leo said.

"Oh," the girl said. "Don't worry- I won't tell anyone."

"Do you mind giving me a hand here?" Jason asked, which must have looked odd, with a son of Jupiter and ex-Praetor needing some help to arrange some logs from a girl who looked barely thirteen, but the girl obliged after saying, "Sure."

Result: Jason passed.

"This isn't as fun as I thought it'd be," Leo moaned. "No one has lost yet!"

"Don't worry," Jason said. "I bet you'll lose again like last time."

"Just hope that girl never meets Thalia," Percy said. "Otherwise you might be in some trouble."

Leo rubbed his hands, knowing that he would have a hard time trying to convince someone to help him build a fire, when everyone knew he could spark a flame up pretty easily with his hands.

But, it seemed to be Leo's lucky day, because the next person to show up was a young boy who was new to Camp, and so wouldn't ask that many questions.

"Hey there!" Leo said. "I just needed a hand with something. Do you want to help?"

"What is it?" the boy asked, slightly exhausted.

"I'm trying to build a fire," Leo said. "You see, I'm trying to burn something." He then pulled the tarp away.

First of all, there was a shirt which had something dark red on it, something that suspiciously looked like-

"Hey Leo," Frank said. "Is that shirt your size?"

"And just what is it on it?" Percy asked. "Is it tomato juice? Or paint? Or could it be…"

"Blood?" Jason asked. "In that case, why are you trying to burn it?"

"So, this shirt, you know, it has some tomato juice on it," Leo said. "And I always hated it, so I'm just trying to burn it in the middle of the woods where no one will see me and no one will know about it."

"Or it is evidence for some heinous crime?" Percy asked.

Leo then went for the next thing, which was a small cutlery knife, which also had a similar crimson stain on it. Even Leo at this point was beginning to crack up.

"Um, and I also got some ketchup on this knife and I don't really need it anymore," Leo said.

"So what better way to get rid of it than burning it in the middle of the woods?" Jason asked.

And the third and last item, was a pair of gloves, also with similar stains on them.

"These gloves just went out of fashion," Leo said. "And now no one wants them and I don't really get cold, so you know, I'm just burning them too."

The guy, who up till this point had been looking up stuff on Twitter on his phone, and not even really paying any attention shrugged and said, "Sure, I'll help. Why not?"

"Are you kidding me?" Percy asked. "You've got to be kidding me!"

"Let me get this straight," Frank said to the guy on the screen. "You go into the middle of the woods, find a strange man whom you've never met before, who has what looks like a bloody shirt, knife, and gloves, and he asks you to help him make a fire to burn them, and you agree to help him?"

"You don't do that!" Jason complained. "You run away and go for the nearest police station, and not stand there scrolling on your phone!"

Result: Leo passed.

"I'll be honest," Leo said. "I'm actually kind of disappointed that I won this time. People should not find that okay, and now I've lost some of my faith in humanity."

"Uh-huh," Percy said.

Unlike the others, Percy had to wait for quite some time, a whole half an hour, before a hiker came, who Percy didn't know, but was panting.

"Hello!" Percy shouted. "Could you please come here for a second?"

"What's up?" the guy asked between deep breaths.

"Uh, I was just making a fire you see, and I'm almost done, so would you mind lending me a hand?"

The guy looked around him. "We're in the middle of a forest, dude. Starting a fire the size of what you're doing is pretty dangerous."

"Oh don't worry about the dangers," Percy said. "I'm a son of Poseidon, so I can get rid of any fire if it gets out of control."

"What are you burning?" he asked. "I mean, man, it is really hot outside today, and it is way too early to be making S'mores."

"I will have you know," Percy said, "that it is never too early to be making S'mores."

"Truer words were never spoken," Frank said, munching on a S'more as he said them.

"And for that matter, I don't want to make a S'more, what I want is to burn this," Percy said, turning to the tarp, and then uncovering it. Percy picked it off the ground, and it was a maid outfit, even frillier than the one he had forced Leo to wear.

"Checkmate!" Leo said. "I am not losing this round!"

"By the way Leo," Frank asked, "where did you manage to get a maid outfit on such short notice?"

Leo merely gripped Frank's shoulder, and very calmly said, "Don't ask questions that you don't want the answer to, Frank."

Jason frowned. "That seems strangely familiar. What do you call it when that happens?"

"I think you call it vertigo," Leo said, who by the way, also thinks that French Fries are actually related to France in some way, and who till the age of nine, believed that chocolate milk came from chocolate cows.

"Whose maid outfit is that?" the hiker asked.

Now, Percy could have possibly given several different answers to that, but he chose the worst choice, "It is mine."

The other three guffawed. "Percy, I didn't even make you wear it," Leo said. "You could have said you just found it. You could've said it was your sister's, or Annabeth's, or even just something you stole and can't retur- oh wait, that's even worse."

"I'm not even gonna ask why you want to burn it," the hiker said. "I'll just say that if you want to get rid of something, burning it is actually a horrible way to do it. Why not just donate it or something?"

It should probably be noted here that the hiker is, indeed correct. As a word of advice, if you do happen to have a very frilly and/or suggestive maid outfit(s) which you would never want to show or wear in public and cannot keep anymore, burning it is a very bad way of getting rid of it as most of them do not burn satisfactorily, the ribbons remain, it gives out a rancid smell, and then your neighbors notice you and your mom starts asking questions, rumors start circulating where you study- and basically it is all just a nightmare. (Once again, it isn't as if the author is speaking from extensive personal experience in this matter ***shifty eyes***.)

"Yes, but I have my reasons, you know," Percy said. "And truth be told, this really isn't mine, it belongs to a friend of mine who had a history of cross-dressing, but has changed and wanted me to get rid of it for him."

"That seems extremely detailed," the hiker said. "And I don't think there's actually a friend."

Percy nearly winced at how loud the others were laughing. "But, I mean, won't you help me just build this fire then?"

The hiker paused, looked at the logs and said, "They're not really that heavy man. And I really don't want to get involved with this, and if you managed to make it up till now, you should probably be able to complete it."

"This guy's observant," Frank said. "Leo should've gotten him."

Result: Percy failed.

A/N: That ends our chapter, and the current score is everyone is in the clear, except for Percy, who has a negative point (the scores reset after every arc, by the way), and as a public service announcement, in case you do find someone in the middle of the woods and they ask you for help in burning things that seem to be covered in blood, please decline and run away.

Also, I will try updating once a week, but that might get difficult later on as I do have a large workload and I also want to update another fanfic about the Pokemon universe once a week too as I'm also excited about that and this, but we'll see.

Thanks for reading, and as always, do review if you liked.