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This story is rated T for innuendos, cartoon violence, and mild cursing. There will be spoilers for all five seasons of Total Drama, so you have been warned. And just a reminder, do not try any of what you read at home. You could get really messed up.
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"Last time on Total Drama: Return of the Underdogs..."
"Our campers were tasked with building remarkable boats that would carry them to victory in our first reward challenge. With dinner at stake, the team's put in their, ahem, best efforts, to build their boats, which ended up being total crap in the end. But everything came crashing down when Brick uncovered Samantha and Ethan' s plot to cheat their way to victory, resulting in a massive boost of rage in Jordan. But the biggest shock of the day came in the form of Tyler's elimination by injury at the hands of his own team, and in a reward challenge too."
"With only thirteen misfits left to pick off, one must ask: Who's gonna be next? Find out the answer, right here on Total… Drama... Return of the Underdogs!"
(Theme song plays)
Sadie opened her eyes and groaned as the sunlight peeled through the cabin windows. "Too much gravy," she mumbled unpleasantly as she sat up and belched.
Confessional
Sadie: "Being on the winning team is like, so cool. But I kind of went overboard on the mashed potatoes last night."
End Confessional
Anne Maria snapped her eyes open as Sadie sat in bed, mumbling. The Jersey chick slowly sat up and gave Sadie an ice-cold glare. "Could ya' shut ya' mouth. Beautiful gals need their rest."
"Sorry Annie," the larger BFFF croaked. "I'm just not feeling well today. I think I ate too much."
"And is that my problem?" Anne Maria replied rhetorically. "No, it ain't. And it's Anne Maria to you. Only my sweet baby could call me that."
Confessional
Anne Maria: "Well, I still miss my Justin, but that only gives me more drive to win dis' game. If you're watchin' this, baby, I love you."
End Confessional
Sadie laid back down and faced away from the peeved teammate. As she did this, Dakota woke up from her sleep casually looked around. The former mutant reached up to her head and pulled off her night cap. With one hand, she touched the crown of her head and felt an unusual texture. She gasped and let out a joyful scream that awakened the other Llamas.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" asked Samantha with bloodshot eyes.
"I have hair stubble!" squealed Dakota in delight. "Its not green either!"
"Great," growled Eva. "That's so helpful to the team."
Dakota stood up and felt around her lower back. She helped again. "My tail's smaller. The radiation treatment actually worked."
"That's great, Dakota," added Brick with glee.
"Not for me," groaned Ann Maria. "Ever since my hairspray went missing, I can't do anything about dis' hair. It's hideous."
"Actaully," said Ethan. "You look better without that poof. It's more natural this way."
"Well," she retorted. "I'm glad you're enjoyin' my suffering."
"My ears aren't," said Samantha. "Just ignore it and you'll forget about it.
Eva flipped her sheets off of her bed and sat over the side. "Speaking of ignoring things, I'm going to head out to the bonfire. I'm pretty sure there's a challenge today, and I want to be there early."
"Is there a challenge today?" asked Sadie. "After what happened yesterday, I don't know if Chris would want to do another challenge so soon."
"Oh, there'll be a challenge," Ethan told the BFFF. "If there's one thing that Chris likes to do, it's kick us when we're down."
"But, the Foxes are the ones that lost a player, and in a reward challenge to boot," came Samantha. "Aren't they more 'down' than we are?"
"Yeah," replied Ethan. "But I'm kind of crushed inside to know that we almost killed Tyler. I hope he's not too hurt."
"Does it matter?" questioned Eva as she lifes her duffel bag in the air. "He wasn't even on our team."
"He's still a person," sneered Ethan. "He could've died."
"Well, it was just an accident," assured Samantha calmly.
Confessional
Samantha: *Laughs* "Yeah, accident."
End Confessional
"I know," replied Dakota seriously. "But it's just not kosher."
Eva lifted her bag over her shoulder and reached inside to grab her deodorant. However she paused in confusion.
"How the hell did this get in here?" She questioned as she pulled out a large silver can of hairspray.
Anne Maria gasped ans her eyes filled with rage. "You!"
"What, this is yours?" Eva asked. "You can have it."
"Uh, no. You don't know how much sufferin' I've been through because of you! Thief!"
The entire team watched in shock as the two girls raged.
"I didn't take this piece of crap! What makes you think I did, poofie?"
"Oh, that's it!" the Jersey chick raged on. "You're askin' for it now!"
"Bring it on!"
Brick grabbed Anne Maria as she attempted to leap onto the bully.
"Hold it," panicked the cadet. "Calm down!"
"When I get outta dis' hold, you're going down!" She bellowed.
Eva glared at the tanned teen. "Look, I didn't steal this thing. I know what's it's like to have my crap stolen, so back off and cut it out!"
Confessional
Ethan: "I hate fights, you see. But I have to admit that it was nice to see two people I hate tear into each other."
End Confessional
Anne Maria sighed and Brick released her cautiously. "Fine, but I'm watching all of you," she sneered at her team. "Even if Eva was framed, I know that someone here is a traitor. And I'm gonna find out who."
"Fine," scowled Eva. "But stay out of my way, or that tanned hide of yours is going to be hanging from a tree."
"Bitch," the Jersey chick thought to herself.
Anne Maria's train of thought was derailed when the camp loudspeakers boomed with Chris' snarky voice.
"Attention Llamas, head down to the bonfire. It's, and you guessed it Ethan, challenge time!"
The lanky nerd summed out of the cabin door with the rest of his team. "I hate being right."
When the Llamas of Loserdom reached the bonfire pit, they saw that the Foxes had already arrived.
"So," explained Sammy. "That's why you only called us."
"Yep," replied Chris. "These guys have been sitting here all night. It got pretty chilly, and the hot coals were just enough to stop the hypothermia, heh he."
Noah ignored the host's smart remark and gazed towards Samantha. "So," asked the bookworm with a hint of suspicion. "Broken any legs lately?"
"You're too kind," the farmer retorted.
Dawn tapped Noah's shoulder and he looked back. "Don't push her buttons. She's unstable, I can feel it."
Jordan looked up from the ground and frowned.
Confessional
Jordan: "I'm over the elimination, but it doesn't feel right to have an alliance with someone from the other team. It's kinda like when I helped my friend Al with his Geometry homework in grade ten. If anyone finds out, we're (bleep). I can say that on broadcast TV, right?"
End Confessional
"Alright," instructed Chris. "Everyone sit down and shut up. I have a quick announcement to make."
The Llamas took their seats on the logs. Eva stood up and moved to the other end of the log when Anne Maria seated herself next to the bully.
Confessional
Eva: "There's no way in hell that I'm trusting that fake bitch. I've been through a lot in the past few days, but she's the only person who I might kill by the time this show ends."
End Confessional
"Now," smiled Chris. "First of all, we've picked our contestants for our next season, so we're gonna have to make some changes around here."
"What kind of change?" asked Ethan suspiciously.
"Well, it's a naming issue," answered the host. Chris walked over to the Llamas with both hands behind his back and stopped in front of Sammy.
"Me?" she panicked.
"Sorry, but not really. Your days as 'Sammy' are done. You're now officially 'Samantha' for the rest of the competition."
"But why?" the athlete protested.
"We're bringing in a 'Sammy' in our next season. At least that's what she said. Her name might be Samey, but I'll wait until we start the season to make that decision."
Samantha looked at the horizon and groaned in displeasure. "Fine."
Confessional
Samantha: "Ugh, I hate this show. And I hate that stupid name too."
Noah: "Who names their daughter 'Samey' without a guilty conscience. That's just cruel."
End Confessional
"Now for another announcement," continued Chris. "There will be no breakfast."
"Again?!" said an alarmed and disappointed Noah.
"Are you trying to starve us?!" asked Staci. "I'm sure that's illegal."
"Fine by me," said Brick with a salute.
"You had a full buffet last night," Noah pointed out. "You have no reason to contribute to this conversation."
Brick lowered his arm and frowned as Jordan spoke out. "I'm not that hungry. If anyone finds any food, you can have it."
"Really?" asked Katie. "That's so sweet."
Noah raised an eyebrow. "Hold it 'Happy Gilmore.' What do you mean by that? You haven't eaten in a day."
Jordan felt butterflies in his stomach and his heart rate increased. "Well, I found some wild fruit yesterday."
Dawn honed in on Jordan's anxious behavior. "That's not true. Actually, you just made that up."
The both teams and Chris looked at Jordan in interest.
"Puzzling, huh," said Chris with a flashy grin. "Well, we don't have time to dwell on insignificant things like Jordan's lies. We have a challenge to get on with."
Confessional
Jordan: "Why did I have to eat that cake? Why? Why? Why?"
Samantha: "Perfect. Just perfect. Why did I have to give him that cake?"
Dawn: "Interesting. I need to bring out the tea leaves for this case."
End Confessional
"Today's challenge isn't for your dinner," explained Chris. "It is dinner. That's right, it's cooking time!"
Brick fist-pumped and hissed. "Yes."
"Your challenge," finished Chris. "Is to cook a three course meal for yours truly. You will need to prepare an appetizer, an entree, and a dessert. The team with the highest score wins immunity and what they don't serve to me, as well as the dishes of the opposition."
"I take it that there's a catch?" questioned Eva.
"Glad you asked, Eva," replied the host. "For this challenge all you have to work with are some pots, pans, and whatever ingredients you can find in the wild."
Noah coughed to get Chris' attention.
"Yes, Noah?" Chris sighed.
"Yeah, uh, what's to stop us from unintentionally poisoning you. Half of the crap in those woods is probably toxic."
B and Jordan smiled while Noah chuckled under his breath.
"Your contracts," retorted the host. "Anyone who tries to hurt me gets the boot and possibly a lawsuit. Trust me, I have some wicked lawyers."
"Well, there goes my investment in this challenge," Eva grumbled.
"And exactly how good as the food supposed to be?" asked Samantha. "Are we talking restaurant quality?"
"You're kidding, right?" Chris replied rhetorically.
"Well, no. I want-"
"No time, Samantha. It's time to start the most dangerous challenge yet. Chef is coming with your tools as we speak, so you guys better be ready to bust your butts. I'll be watching you until the time is up at five o'clock pm, so don't try anything sneaky."
The host looked at Ethan with a glint of excitement. The nerd looked around in embarrassment.
"So, what are you all waiting for? Get going!"
The Foxes of Failure stood up and gathered under a large tree while the Llamas of Loserdom stayed at the bonfire.
"Losers," remarked Eva. "Leaving us the campfire pit just sealed their fate."
At the Foxes' base of operations, the team was discussing possible dishes.
Noah spoke out first. "We need to find some meat first. For our entree of course."
"No meat," said Dawn as she scolded the brainiac. "Not even an ounce."
"Dawn, we have to use meat," said Jordan. "Without it, what are we going to use for our main course? Salad?"
"Yes," she beamed in joy. "I can make a salad."
"For the entree?" asked Noah in disbelief.
"Of course. We can make a nice soup for our first course, and use fruit for our desert."
Confessional
Jordan: "After what happened yesterday, there's no more mister nice Jordan . I'm playing this game cold and ruthless. I don't care what they say, as long as I win."
End Confessional
"Were using meat," stated Jordan. "I don't care if it's okay with you either."
"No, we use vegetables and fruit only," Dawn asserted in Jordan's face.
Jordan turned to his team. "Who's up for some meat tonight? And get your minds out of the gutter before you vote!"
"Sure, why not?" said Katie nonchalantly.
Noah raised his hand, as did Jordan in victory.
Dawn looked at B and Staci with puppy eyes, silently begging them to take her side. Her hopes were crushed when both of her friends raised their hands in agreement.
"Then it's settled!" Jordan cheered. "Now, where do we get our meat?"
Noah and B exchanged nervous glances as Jodan facepalmed. "Yeah, let's start with the appetizer."
"Wait," stated Noah. "Shouldn't we find as many items as we can, then use those to make our if we plan our food out but can't find the ingredients? Just a theory."
"Yeah, I like that so much better," gleamed Katie. "Who's with Noah?"
Everyone but Jordan raised their hands, got up, and followed Noah as he smiled.
Confessional
Jordan: "Did I just get one-upped by Noah?" *Scowls* "Oh, he's so not getting away with that one."
End Confessional
At the bonfire pit, the Llamas were much less organized with their decision making.
"Look," explained Brick. "Cooking, like fashion, is easy. I say that we should keep it simple. Make sure you find ingredients that fit into the theme of the dish."
Ethan looked at the cadet in confusion. "But, we don't even have a theme yet."
"Yeah," said Sadie in agreement. "You just started talking. I wasn't even really paying attention to be honest."
"Aww man," groaned Brick. "Will anyone ever hear me through just once?"
Samantha got off of her log and smiled. "Nope. So that means that I'm in charge. Got it?"
"Ma'am, I led our team to victory yesterday. I think I deserve a chance today."
"He's annoying, but he's got a point," said Eva plainly.
Anne Maria coughed. "Just for what she said, I don't support Brick at all."
"Seriously?" asked Eva angrily. "Let. It. Go."
"Ladies, please calm down," begged Brick desperately. "We don't need any fighting." The bed-wetter turned to Samantha. "Now, can we just work as a team, even if there isn't a captain."
Samantha looked Brick in the eye and casually smiled. "Sure," she said as she shook the cadet's hand.
Confessional
Eva: "I'm calling it. They'll start bitching at high noon."
Samantha: "As if I care about Brick's code of honor. If he wants the responsibility, then he can have it, but not today. This isn't a reward challenge after all."
End Confessional
The Foxes had already split up to search for possible food. Jordan was dead set on proving himself to his fellow teammates.
As he stomped through the forest, the genius athlete thought to himself, "What can I do to help the team? Dawn has powers, B has skills, Noah has reasoning, Katie is useless, and Staci is, uh, determined, I guess."
"This is hopeless," he muttered. "I have to stand out as someone who can pull his weight without coming off as an ass. And I doubt my strength is well appreciated, so that's out."
The jock reached the edge of the forest to find a small river flowing out to sea. His brain immediately honed in on the possibilities.
"I can catch a fish here!" Jordan exclaimed. "First place, here I come."
Confessional
Jordan: "Sure, the team won't listen to me after how I acted in the boat building challenge, but that doesn't mean that I can't play the game to the max. With Samantha on my side, I can own the game. Heh he, a strategist is born."
End Confessional
Jordan eyed the water for fish activity. With hopes of catching the salmon run, he edged closer and closer to the bank until his feet were soaked. Then he saw it, a school of trout in the faster part of the rapids that plagued the river and those who entered its waters.
"Fishy, here comes Jordan!" he yelled in excitement as he flung his shoes onto the sand and waded into the river.
Despite their disagreement on the use of meat, Dawn and Noah had decided to search for fruit and berries.
"Sometimes," began Dawn. "Sometimes, I hate being so passionate. Do you understand?"
"Sure," snorted Noah. "Just like how I understand your powers, Chris' hair, and Owen's sexuality."
"Well," she replied with sorrow. "My passion for nature has gotten me in deep trouble before."
"Let me guess," Noah sighed. "You want me to hear out your problems that I can't fix?"
"Yes, if that's alright with you."
Confessional
Noah: "Dawn's a nice girl and all, but she can get pretty invasive of your bubble. When she's not doing that, she's either helping you or complaining about morality. But, I decided to listen to her. It couldn't hurt, could it?"
End Confessional
"Go ahead," Noah said with a faint smile.
"Well, when I was eight years old, my family took my out into the woods for a picnic."
"And that's where the fairies bestowed upon you, their powers?" Noah asked sarcastically.
Dawn became flustered. "No, it was just a picnic, not a ritual! Anyways, when we got to our spot, we ate lunch and my parents let me walk around the woods. I had always adored the woods, but my parents never understood me very well. When it was time to go, my parents couldn't find me, and I couldn't find them. I wasn't scared, but my mother was. She ended up calling the RCMP to find me."
"Wow, deep," said Noah as he rolled his eyes.
"That wasn't that deep. Not at all."
"So, is it done and over."
"No. Just a bit more."
Suddenly, Noah shouted. "Finally!" The genius ran over to a patch of wild blueberries and picked one off. "Pick as many as you can," he told Dawn.
The moonchild walked over to the Bush and plucked a berry off with her small pale hand. "So, after the police found me about a hundred meters into the woods, my mother scolded me dearly. She said that I could get hurt unless I had nature skills. And then she, uh, well, she taught me how to survive."
Noah picked off a few berries in his hand and looked at Dawn suspiciously. "Interesting. Nature skills? What do you mean by that?"
"Just floral identification, animal protection, and the like."
Confessional
Dawn: "I hate to lie, but a deal's is deal."
Noah: "Dawn is a serious creep. I don't hate her or anything, but this is tying into the paranormal here. I need to do some research on witchcraft when I get home."
End Confessional
"So, should we get these berries back to the camp?" asked Noah.
"Yeah," Dawn smiled. "We should."
The Llamas had decided to split up and find their ingredients, just as he Foxes did, but the Llamas had their dishes planned out. The team had voted on the matter and made haste to find the components.
Brick decided to go it alone and seek out the eggs needed to make their main course, an omelette.
The cadet searched around the ground and in the bushes without much luck. "How hard is it to find an egg or two? I mean, come on."
Out of nowhere, a voice rang from behind him, startling Brick and sending him onto the ground in shock. "Normally, eggs are in trees."
The bed-wetter looked up to see Dakota standing over him with her hands on her scalp, feeling her stubble.
"Oh, it's just you," he sighed as he got to his feet. "I though you were out looking for apples?"
"I was, but I need to talk strategy with you."
"Strategy? If anyone knows about strategy, it me."
Dakota groaned. "Not battle strategy, voting strategy."
"Oh yeah, I totally knew that. So, what's the plan ma'am?"
"Well, you have to keep a secret, alright."
Brick nervously put his hands behind his back. "I can battle, but I'm not too good with secrets. I can keep them safe, but it eats it me up to do it."
Dakota smiled. "Well, it's not a total secret I suppose."
Brick thought deeply, then told Dakota, "Lay it on me."
"Alright. Here's the deal. Sam has a secret alliance with Jordan."
Brick gasped. "A traitor! This must be a joke."
"Its not a prank. I saw her give Jordan some of our cake after Tyler left. She said that she was in an alliance and wanted to team up and win. She's a threat, and you know it."
Brick growled. "She's so going down. My vote has been decided."
"No, don't vote for her. She has too many followers on our team. Sadie and Ethan will do whatever she says, and that's three votes."
Brick gasped. "That's leaving Eva or Anne Maria as the swing voters."
Dakota smiled. "Exactly, but we need to get rid of her followers before we take Samantha down for good."
"But who do we take out first?"
"Definitely Sadie."
Brick gasped again. "Oh no, I'm going against my code. I can't just underhand the team like this. This isn't sportsman-like."
Dakota put her hand on Brick's shoulder. "I know it's hard, but you have to do it. Think about this: She betrayed you first. It's all karma for Samantha. You're In the right."
Confessional
Dakota: "I placed my trust in Samantha, but she snapped it away. It's just logic. And Sadie tackled me, so that's enough of her for a season."
Brick: "Dakota is right. This team is full of liars and traitors, and its time to cleanse it."
End Confessional
"Okay," Brick agreed. "I'll vote for Sadie if we lose."
"Well, let's not lose unless it comes to that. I'd rather win our dinner than lose a player."
Brick faintly smiled. "You were never much of a strategist before. This is pretty shocking."
"Mutation does things to you," she chuckled.
As the teams foraged for food, Katie and Sadie had teamed up and were sitting and talking on a large boulder.
"I'm so glad we can finally get to spend time together," squealed Sadie.
"Oh my God, Sadie. I know," replied the small BFFF. "I was, like so scared that you were going home two days ago. I don't know what I would do if you were voted off."
"And I thought you were going home on the first day," the larger girl sighed. "But now, were both safe."
"I know it's hard, but I know that we can win if we try really hard and believe in each other," squealed Katie. "I just wish that my team was nicer."
"Wait, you're being abused over there?"
"Well, by that new guy."
"Jordan? What did he do to you?"
"He yelled at me on day one, threw a bottle at me, and was really bossy yesterday. I just want to vote him off so bad. I might even throw a challenge to get him off."
"No!" Sadie gasped. "If you throw a challenge, you'll go home."
Katie gasped in return. "And if I win, you'll go home."
"What do we do?"
"We have to get on the same team somehow. But how can we?"
Suddenly, the loudspeakers rang with Chris' snark. "You can't, Katie. Now get your butts off of the rock and start doing something that will bring in ratings!"
"Jerk," coughed both friends as they stood up and walked off together."
Anne Maria was slowly making her way through the forest when she heard the loudspeakers boom. "Morons," she scoffed as it finished.
Confessional
Anne Maria: "After that cow stole my can, I've been thinking about how to get back at her. The problem is that I don't feel up to it. But Eva, if you don't watch ya' back, you'll wake up in the hospital."
End Confessional
As she pushed her way through the thicket, her ears picked up on the sound of heavy breathing and crashing. Immediately, the Jersey chick ducked behind a tree and saw a bulking shape crash through the bushes: Eva.
The female bully pulled up a living rabbit in her hand ans looked around for any others that may have escaped. With a shrug of her shoulders, the athlete grabbed the rabbit by the neck and swiftly snapped it, killing the creature painlessly.
Confessional
Anne Maria: *Gulp* "Okay, maybe I can wait, ya' know, a few years."
End Confessional
Eva looked at the tree where Anne Maria was hiding and sighed. "I know you're there, tan-freak."
Anne Maria stepped out from behind the oak and groaned. "Seriously, why did it have to be you? And since when was rabbit on da' menu?"
"It wasn't," she replied angrily as she kneeled down and gutted the rabbit. "I just don't think Brick can find any eggs. He's probably looking underground if I know him well enough."
"Hey, he's annoying, but he's a good guy," Anne Maria said. "Unlike a few gals around here."
Eva never looked up.
"What, no smart comment?"
"I just don't care," Eva said.
"Well, you sure cared this mornin' when you picked a fight."
"I thought you picked the fight," Eva said as she stood up with rabbit in hand.
"You started it, whether or not you stole the can."
"I don't use fashion products, so find someone else to blame."
Anne Maria pointed her left index finger to Eva's face. "Oh, really? Explain why the can was next to empty when I found it in your bag."
"You used it all?" Eva quipped.
"When I lost it, that can was nearly full. Then I found it nearly empty. You must'a used it."
"Feel my hair. I haven't washed it in three days. Touch it, and then tell my if I used your hairspray or not."
The jock lowered her head, disgusting the Jersey chick. "Ugh, it's hideous. I ain't touching that."
"Well, just look at it. Does it look like a rock?"
Anne Maria finally realized she was wrong. "Well, I can't really-"
"See, you can't explain it. I didn't steal it. End of discussion!" Eva stormed off into the bushes as Anne Maria stared down at the bloody ground. She looked up and sighed. "Back to square one."
Samantha and Ethan had teamed up once again to win the challenge. Both newbies were scavenging the forest floor for nuts when Ethan gasped. "Oh, I love mushrooms."
Samantha immediately turned around and grabbed Ethan by the arm before he could grab the fungus.
"Hey, what's wrong? It's just a mushroom."
Samantha became flustered. "That's a psilocybin!"
"What?"
"It's a Psilocybin! A magic mushroom!"
Ethan looked down at the mushroom again. "But I like mushrooms."
Samantha growled. "Well, you wouldn't like those mushrooms. Eat that, and you'll regret it, right after you start puking glitter and kittens."
"But I eat mushrooms all the time. In New York, whenever I visit my dad, we always go to this one pizza place and I order-"
"Well, this ain't a buffet. Noah said that this place is full of dangerous stuff, and he probably right. So don't touch the mushroom."
Samantha dropped Ethan's arm and continued to look for ingredients.
Confessional
Ethan: "I've lived a pretty sheltered life, so I'm not very 'tuned in' to nature. Still, I wonder how good those mushrooms are. *Reaches into pocket and pulls out a mushroom* "Samantha may live on a farm, but I've skipped two grades. I think I know how things work. Plus, mushrooms are pretty tasty. Even the kids at school love them. So much actually, that they buy them off of each other in the restrooms."
End Confessional
When Dawn and Noah returned to the bonfire with their berries, they saw a massive set of pots, pans, and other cooking supplies.
"Wow," said Dawn with a gaping mouth. "That's amazing. They're so clean."
Noah dropped his berries into one of the pots and smiled. "I bet this stuff is only clean because we're cooking for Chris. If it was for us, and us only, we'd be cooking in a toilet."
Dawn shivered at the thought. "Probably. It doesn't look like anyone's made it back here yet. We have to get cooking soon, so let's hope someone brings in something good."
"Anyone up for rainbow trout?" came a voice from the woods.
"Is that-" began Dawn.
"Yep. It's Jordan," Noah groaned.
The jock emerged from the woods with the back end of a fish in his hands. "See, I told you that I would find meat. I was right, and you were wrong."
Confessional
Noah: *Looks into the camera and sighs*
End Confessional
"We now have an entree!" Jordan squealed.
"Why is half of it gone?" Noah asked angrily.
"Well, I kind of met this bear. It was way out there. A great big bear. He-"
"Can it with the scout songs," said Noah. "Did it, or did it not get our fish."
Jordan nodded. "I tried to run, and I ripped the trout in half. The bear ate happily. That's the honest truth."
"Yeah, I doubt Chris is going to want a half eaten fish, bear slobber or not," said Noah.
"I'm sorry to say it, but Noah's right!" came the sound of Chris from the loudspeakers. "That thing is unfit for host consumption. Throw it out! Now!"
Confessional
Jordan: "(Bleep)! Oh crap, I hope I can say that, or the editor is gonna have a bad day if we lose. Stupid Chris!"
Chris: "Sure, I would've eaten that fish. It wasn't tainted, but you know how I love to watch the campers suffer, so put two and two together and you know the rest, heh he."
End Confessional
"And while Jordan disposes of that rank fish, I say that it's a perfect opportunity to cut to a commercial," continued Chris.
"Just how will the Foxes bounce back from this blow? How long will it take for my meal to start cooking? And most importantly, who's got egg on their face at tonight's elimination?"
"Not me!" Jordan screamed from within the woods.
"Heh, I doubt it."
~A/N~ I hope everyone enjoyed. As of now, chapters will be added once every week or two. Please fav, follow, and review. Thanks.
-Foreseer