~A/N~ Thanks for all the great reviews, guys! By now I have a good idea of whom I need to improve, so I can't thank you enough. Also we hit 70! You guys are the best, so now, I'll be doing review replies in the author notes at the end of each chapter!

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Dakota and Brick high-fived after Chris announced their win.

On the ground, Dawn stood up and sighed. "Sorry, everyone. I'm just not a fighter."

"It's fine," her friend Staci told her calmly. "There are still two challenges left to win."

"Yeah," Samantha said, getting to her feet and rubbing her head. "And we have to win both of them."

"Not a problem," Jordan said, flexing his arms. "Back in high school, I was the best dodgeball player on the professional team. Trust me, I know what I'm doing."

"I thought you liked golf," Tyler pointed out. "You even said so, like, five times."

"I am a man of many talents," Jordan smiled, winking, as the rest of his team groaned.

Confessional

Jordan: "I've never actually played golf but once, but I had to list an interest in my application, so I picked golf instead of hunting, rapping, rock-climbing-"

Staci: "Yah, Jordan is totally fake all over. He's says he's good at everything, but he's a talentless sham with an attitude problem."

Jordan: "Baking, jogging, dancing, parkour, fencing, swimming, fishing-"

Samantha: "Wow, I know it's probably because I wasn't on his team before, but Jordan is actually really annoying." *Thinks* "Maybe I should've thought twice about that alliance so early in the game?"

Noah: "Dodgeball?! Seriously?!"

End Confessional

"Alright campers," Chris shouted. "Everyone out the back exit of the arena... and make it quick!"

The teams jogged, or in Noah's case, was dragged by Eva, towards the exit. Tyler tripped on a rock and face-planted, much to the enjoyment of the host.

"Oh, Tyler," Chris wiped a tear from his eye. "You always now how to humorously fall and get hurt."

The jock stood up and growled before leaving with the others.

Outside was a giant, glass box, much like the one used in the first dodgeball challenge is season one. Inside were two benches and a bag of red, rubber balls.

Dakota turned to Brick. "So, uh, have you ever played this game before?"

"Sure, lots of times," Brick smiled. "Dodgeball was a regular training exercise in boot camp that built reflexes and throwin' arms."

"And, uh, does getting hit in the face hurt, by any chance?" Dakota cringed at the thought of it.

"Plenty. Sometimes you might even pass out from a direct shot."

Dakota gasped.

Confessional

Dakota: "I'd be shocked right now, but I'm still questioning what a throwing arm is? Yeah, I'm not a sports girl. The only reason I didn't suck at boxing is because of my desire to hit Samantha in the face."

End Confessional

Upon seeing the court, Noah slapped himself across the face. "Nope," he groaned. "I'm actually seeing this. This isn't a dream. I want to shoot myself."

"Don't feel that way," Eva grumbled into his ear. "Your lack of morale will spread like ringworm around the team. Just pretend to care for now."

"Sorry, but are you haunted by the use of dodge and ball in the same sentence? No, so let me mope, Iron Woman."

"You're a lost cause," Eva said tapping his chest. "Just try not to get hit early, okay!"

"Got it," Noah sighed sarcastically.

Both teams gathered at opposite ends of the court and Chris climbed up to his podium booth at the sidelines.

"Alright," the host said. "The rules are simple: if you get hit, you are out. If you throw a ball and someone catches it, you're out and someone from the catcher's team comes back in. Once all the players on one team are toast, a winner will be declared. Ready... Set... Go!"

Eva and Jordan were the first players out of the gate and put their speed to good use. Eva grabbed as many balls as she could and tossed them behind herself so her team could get early access, while Jordan decided to peg Eva while she was distracted. Unfortunately, Eva caught his ball in her arms as it slammed into her chest and Jordan was eliminated.

"You've got to be kidding! No way am I out this early!" Jordan grabbed another ball and fired again, even though Chris and nearly everyone else was screaming at him to get off the field. He missed again and stormed off, taking a seat on the peanut gallery benches and mumbling curses under his breath.

Meanwhile, Dakota had picked up a ball and was rubbing it in her hands.

Confessional

Dakota: "Okay, how can Chris let us throw something that heavy at our faces? If I had my phone, I'd totally call a lawyer about this!" *Groans* "Now I sound like Courtney. Not something to be proud of."

Jordan: "Eva is so dead for that!"

Eva: "Sure, my leg is killing me, but adrenaline is one awesome drug when I comes to sports. It's like steroids, but legal!"

End Confessional

Staci picked up a ball and threw it at Dakota. The fame-monger held up her ball and blocked it, surprising her. "Was that an out?"

"Only if it knocks your ball outta your hands," Chris shrugged.

Dakota smiled and held her ball at chest level as the game came to a standstill. No one was brave enough to throw any balls or come close to the center of the court for fear of getting eliminated.

"Come on, guys," Jordan yelled ignorantly at his team. "Someone throw some shit so I can get back in!"

"Shut up!" Staci shouted back, tossing the ball up and down.

Jordan gasped. "Hey, you can't talk to-"

"Zip it, peanut gallery!" Chris echoed from above.

Jordan mumbled again, using more cursing than before.

Brick was eyeing the other players and leaned over to Noah. He whispered in his ear. "Hey, care to take one for the team and act as a distraction?"

"Uh, why? Because you want me to get hit as retaliation for 'breaking' your clock?"

"No," Brick gasped nervously. "You're just not very useful, uh, and you'd be better as a scout player."

"No," Noah said defiantly. "I'm not interested in being a sacrifice."

Ethan leaned in as well. "Yeah, he's not gonna be a sacrifice."

"Way to restate the obvious, Ethan," Noah sighed.

"Okay," Brick told him. "Just forget it and lead us to failure and get voted off tonight if we lose."

"Oh, I'm not leaving if we lose," Noah said. "If Dakota's rant is anything to go by, then-" Suddenly, a ball silenced him and Staci cheered.

"Sorry, Noah!" said the tubby liar from across the court.

"No... problem," Noah rubbed his cheek and took a seat on the bench.

"You know what, screw it!" Samantha cheered, throwing her ball at Brick. He barely dodged it and threw his ball back as Dakota and Eva did the same.

Samantha screamed and got hit by two balls before catching the third.

Chris blew his whistle. "Samantha is out. The score is four to three, Llamas!"

"Wait, she caught one!" Jordan growled. "Don't I get back in!?"

"She got hit before she could catch it, now shut up!" Chris returned his attention to the game, where Eva and Brick were throwing ball after ball at the Foxes as Staci and Tyler were doing the same to the Llamas.

Staci caught Brick's ball and Jordan jumped back in, cheering for himself, but the liar was soon taken out by Eva with a headshot.

Chris blew his whistle again. "Staci and Brick are out; Jordan's in! It's three to three."

The game froze again and Dawn tapped Tyler on the arm.

"What's up?" He smiled at her.

"Do these hurt that bad?" Dawn asked. "Because if they don't, I guess I can throw a few."

"Not that much," Tyler said. "Chris just said that 'cause he's a dick."

"Hey, keep playing!" Chris shouted defensively. "And I'm not a dick!"

Noah laughed. "You suck dick?!"

"No! I-I'm not... Just play!"

Dakota blocked balls from Tyler and Jordan and threw her ball at Dawn. The moonchild dodged and took a shot. Unfortunately, her aim was off and he hit the floor just short of Eva's foot.

The Iron Woman launched two balls in a row in retaliation, but Dawn floated out of the way as if she was lighter than air.

Confessional

Eva: "Nice job, fairy princess. I'm impressed... and also a little angry."

Dawn: "My cousin loves throwing pine cones at me. I guess my skills at avoid those translate well to this game too."

End Confessional

Dawn and Tyler threw their balls at Dakota and Ethan respectively, and Ethan was hit in the chest while Dakota blocked once again. Ethan sighed and left the field leaving the Foxes with Jordan, Tyler, and Dawn, and Llamas with Eva and Dakota.

On the sidelines, Samantha inched her way over to Staci. "So," she asked her. "Do you really trust anyone on the team?"

"Dawn and Tyler seem nice," she replied. "And you're okay, I guess."

"Well, are you sure you can trust them? I mean, Dawn has powers and stuff. Doesn't that make you feel threatened?"

"Not at all. It was her powers that gave me a chance to win this time. If she wasn't here, I'd still be a loser, y'know."

"But she knows things, Staci. What if she accidentally spills your deepest secrets?"

"She wouldn't do that, and you should be ashamed to even think that," she scolded the athletic girl. "She's my friend and it's staying that way."

"Okay, but just keep in mind that she may not save you sometime down the line. She's generous, but she doesn't do well under pressure, does she?"

"How so?"

"Remember ten minutes ago? She froze during the boxing match."

"Yah, but she hates violence."

Samantha shook her head. "A shame, huh?"

Staci sighed. "Maybe so, but we're still BFFs and nothing will change that... Ever!"

Samantha inched away, leaving Staci confused.

Confessional

Samantha: "Hey, don't be mad if you saw that. It's just a strategy and I never really lied to her. If you want to hate someone, hate Dakota and her ugly hair, tail, and whatever else she has."

Staci: "Samantha's just trying to get on my good side, but maybe she's right in some ways. Dawn isn't a strong player and probably wouldn't choose me over someone else if it was a tough decision... Wait, what did I just say?! Of course she would!"

End Confessional

"It's three to two and the Foxes of Failure are winning this round," Chris announced. "It's Eva and Dakota against, Tyler, Dawn, and Jordan."

"Soon to be three to one!" Jordan cheered, throwing his ball at Dakota. The ball bounced off of Dakota's defenses and into Eva's arms.

Chris laughed. "Tough luck, huh, Jordan? Noah, you're back in!"

Jordan screamed into his hands and ran off the court, tripping over the bench and planting his face on the ground. Noah stood up and casually walked back onto the court, narrowly dodging balls from Tyler. Dawn, however, was reluctant to throw at her supposed friend.

Confessional

Dawn: "Noah was too defenseless and uninterested to hit. That, and he's a friend."

End Confessional

Dawn was thinking about Noah and didn't notice a ball from Eva soaring right at her face. However, the ball she was holding deflected it just in the knick of time, but snapped the her away from her hands, eliminating her. Chris announced the sudden turn of events and smiled as Tyler was up against three players if you counted Noah.

"Just one more KO to win, Llamas. You could end this here!" Chris chuckled. "Come on, it's Tyler. It's like taking on a second grader!"

"I get, I suck at sports!" Tyler whined. "But I'm not losin' today. I have to prove myself to my team."

"Don't worry, dude," Chris laughed. "I'll record your success for instant replays."

Tyler grew angry and launched his ball across the court. Eva ducked and laughed upon resuming her posture, but suddenly, force shot her in the back: Tyler's ball.

"No way!" Eva screamed punching through the air.

"Relax, Eva. The ball hit the wall first, so you're still in, for now at least." Chris shrugged. "Nice try though from Tyler. It'll make a good replay."

Eva, swollen with anger, loaded up with balls and chucked them at Tyler at once. The jock dodged the first ball, jumped over the second one, and caught the third. "I did it? I did it!" Tyler jumped for joy as Samantha joined in the game again.

Eva stood with her mouth agape as Noah shrugged and Dakota cringed.

Confessional

Eva: "No (bleep) way!"

Tyler: "I... I caught one! I actually caught one! I guess I have some skill."

End Confessional

"Don't get cocky," Samantha told her team mate. "It was one ball."

"Yeah, but I caught it!" Tyler gloated, literally rubbing the ball in her face like a madman. "See?"

"Yes, Tyler, I see it, now get your head in the game and outta your ass."

"Oh, right," the jock gasped, turning and throwing his ball at Noah and Dakota as Samantha did the same. Dakota swiftly dodged the first ball, but got hit hard in the calf by the second, receiving a triumphant roar of laughter from Samantha and leaving Noah to fend for himself.

The bookworm looked left to right and back again before dropping his ball. "Just get it over with already."

"No, fight back!" Brick shouted in anger.

"Yeah!" Eva agreed.

"I'm not going to win, guys," Noah rolled his eyes.

"Then catch one!" Dakota shouted. "Just try."

"Fine," Noah whined. "But don't kill me if I-" The bookworm was silenced when a group of ball sailed over his head. He shrieked in a feminine squeal and ducked.

Tyler threw another ball and Noah dodged again. Samantha threw and Noah rolled to the side. The two Foxes looks at each other and nodded, picking up balls and throwing them at the same time. Noah dodged the first of the two but got hit by the second in the chest, knocking him to ground level. He opened his eyes just in time to see the ball falling through the air towards him. Noah reached for it, but it bounced off of his hands and hit the ground.

"The Foxes of Failure win Round Two thanks to Noah!" Chris boomed. "We're going to a tiebreaker shortly, so get your scolding and praising done quick and head off to the southern beach!"

Noah stood up to face his angry team. Eva was fuming mad and everyone else was grinding their teeth except Ethan.

"Hey, at least I played, right?" Noah chuckled nervously. "That's gotta count for something."

"Oh, you played," Brick said bitterly, pointing at Noah. "You played terribly, soldier. I wouldn't have you on any squad of mine."

"C'mon guys," Ethan said quietly. "He did his best."

"Shut it, pencil neck!" Eva growled. She looked at Noah with a disappointed look on her face. "We just have to win the final challenge now, and you better try this time or you're butt is gonna on the block tonight."

"Got it, honey," Noah said.

Confessional

Noah: "I don't see what the big deal is. I played this time. That counts for something in my book."

Brick: "Noah is by far the weakest soldier here and he needs to go. He's like a perfect storm of bad voodoo: he's pessimistic, doesn't try, and he disrespected the rest of the squad. I need to find some way to convince Dakota or Eva to get rid of him if we lose."

End Confessional

Samantha shook hands with Tyler. "You did good, dude. I'm surprised."

"Yeah," said Tyler bashfully. "I just tried really hard and never gave up and you saw what happened."

Jordan gave his friend a pat on the back. "Yep. You smoked their asses."

As the trio talked about the game, Staci approached Dawn. "Uh, Dawn? Can I talk for a second, you know, with you?"

"Sure, Staci. What's to say?"

"Well, I've been thinking, and... Am I really your friend?"

Dawn raised an eyebrow. "Of course. Well, we're not best friends, but we're friends nonetheless. Where'd you get that idea?"

"Her," Staci said as she pointed at Samantha. "Yah, she told me that I shouldn't put all my faith in you because you'd turn on me down the line."

"Staci, that's ridonculous." Dawn sighed. "I'd never betray you."

"Promise?" Staci held out her hand.

"Promise." Dawn shook her hand and glared at Samantha. "I'll be back in minute."

The moonchild took a deep breath and approached Samantha. She was getting to the bottom of this case no matter what it would take. "Hey, Sammy," she asked the taller girl.

"What?" Samantha asked. "I'm kinda in the middle of a conversation here."

"You can get back to it later, but I need to talk with you about something."

Samantha turned to Jordan and Tyler. "I'll be right back." She walked off with Dawn and away from everyone else.

"Well, what's wrong now?" Samantha sighed sarcastically.

"What did you tell Staci?" asked Dawn, looking into Samantha's eyes with disdain. "You told her she shouldn't trust me, right?"

"Woah!" Samantha gasped. "I never said that. I think Staci is lying, because I didn't even talk to her but once during the challenge."

"And what did you say?" Dawn asked, crossing her arms and glaring at her team mate.

"I told her that she needs to be able to fend for herself incase you or any of her friends goes home. So, uh, yeah, I might've said something that she misinterpreted as what she told you."

Dawn sighed. "Fine, but I don't need you talking to her about the game any more. She's doing great and doesn't need your assistance nor your negative aura."

"Well, maybe I'll do that," Samantha scoffed and walked away, leaving Dawn to mumble under her breath.

Confessional

Dawn: "I know Samantha was stretching the truth back there. The aura doesn't lie, but apparently Samantha does."

Samantha: "I should've known that Staci would blab, but what did I say that could be offensive. It's just a game, not preschool where you get in trouble for talking or something stupid like that."

Staci: "Samantha is right about one thing: Dawn is a threat. Good thing she's on my side."

End Confessional

The campers finally arrived at the beach to find a set of buoys arranged in a large rectangle a few feet off the sandy shore. Inside, a tower of about ten feet in height with a hooped net in the center rested in the middle of the court. On both sides of this tower, two platforms rested on the water's surface at five feet out.

Chris climbed up to the top of his own lifeguard tower and blew his whistle. "Welcome to our main and final event: water b-ball!"

Jordan squealed in excitement as the rest of the campers, even Eva, stood confused on the beach.

Confessional

Jordan: "Dodgeball was always my favorite sport, other than golf of course, but basketball is my jam!"

Chris: "We had to spice things up after two rehashed rounds from our first seasons, so we, y'know, just added water!" *Pauses as cricket sounds echo in the background* "Okay, now that's just wrong."

Harold: *Plays cricket sounds on his soundboard* "I still love this thing."

End Confessional

"The rules are simple," Chris explained. "Teams will try to get the ball into the hoop. The first team to three points wins the whole ravioli and someone from the losing team goes home. However, you can only shoot when you're on the platform near the tower. Anywhere else and your point doesn't count. Got it?"

Ethan raised his hand. "Uh, are there any bathing suits to wear. My hoodie doesn't do well with water."

"I was hoping you'd ask that, Ethan," Chris said with a wink. "I ordered ten pairs just for this occasion."

"Really? Then lay it on me!" Dakota shouted.

Both teams were gathered at opposite ends of the shallow court.

Jordan tugged at his tight speedo and groaned. "I hate this show now. It's official"

"Try wearing one that's seven sizes too small," Tyler said, tugging at his own. "This blows chunks."

"Well, I think you boys look great," Dakota, who was wearing a green bikini, said. "Well, some of you." She pointed at Brick, who was wearing a pink bikini bottom and blushing.

Chris laughed from his tower. "Yeah, that's pretty bad, but not as bad as Noah."

Noah was wearing a skirt with kittens on it that went to his knees. "Kill me," he groaned in disgust.

"I'd laugh all day, but this is a challenge after, so let it begin in three, two, one, and go!" Chris blew his whistle multiple times and the campers ran towards the floating ball in the center of the court. Jordan tripped and fell face first into the water while Brick reached the ball first, only to have it wrangled away by Staci.

"Dawn!" Staci tossed it to the moonchild, who climbed onto the platform and took a shot. It went in!

"It's an early lead for the Foxes," Chris shouted. "Can the Llamas bring back their A-game in time to win." He threw another ball into the water and both teams stumbled through the surf to reach it, all while Noah stayed far away from the action.

Confessional

Dawn: "Well, it didn't involve violence, so I didn't see why I couldn't help us out."

Noah: "There was no way I was playing in that skirt. It wasn't exactly very concealing."

End Confessional

Eva grabbed the ball and climbed onto the platform. She timed a shot, but missed by an inch, allowing Jordan to catch the ball on the opposite platform.

"Stop him!" Eva bellowed. It was too late. Jordan scored another point for the Foxes. The female jock collapsed and bashed her thick head against the soft platform.

Chris tossed another ball in and Dakota caught it right away. She tossed it to Ethan, who jumped on the platform and held it in his hands.

"Shoot!" Brick shouted as he fought with Jordan. "Just take the shot."

Ethan took a deep breath and focused on the hoop. The ball was released and flew through the air as everyone watched, their hearts nearly stopping from the suspense. It never even made it above the hoop before it landed on the opposite platform. The YouTuber slapped himself and sighed.

Tyler pulled himself onto the red platform and picked up the ball. He took the shot and, surprisingly, it went in, leaving everyone silent.

"Tyler wins for the Foxes of Failure!" Chris exclaimed. "Llamas, it's votin' time, and I need both teams at the bonfire tonight. I have a very special announcement."

The Llamas groaned in anger as the Foxes lifted Tyler over their heads and cheered his name. Unfortunately, Tyler's fame was short lived, as his team lost control of his body and dropped him head first on a buoy, knocking him out cold.

Confessional

Tyler: "Yeah, that was totally dumb luck, but hey, I'll take what I can get." *He sighs* "Too bad Lindsay wasn't here for my big moment."

Noah: "Either I'm on drugs or Tyler is, because there is no way that he could've been that good."

Jordan: "No vote for my name tonight. Guess who's safe: me!"

End Confessional

The Llamas of Loserdom took their seats around the campfire as the Foxes stood to the side. Chris pulled out four weenies on sticks. "Llamas, congrats on losing three times in row. Well done."

Eva growled, and Chris laughed. "Remember, Eva. I have a tranquilizer on me, so don't be dumb. Any who, it's time to decide who's going to the top nine and who's taking a kick out to sea."

Confessional

Noah: "I know who's going home. It's sad, but it was inevitable."

Brick: "It was a tough choice, but I guess I did the right thing."

End Confessional

Chris held the first weenie in his hand. "Eva."

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"Ethan! You are outta here!"

Ethan sighed and stood up. "Well, it was fun while it lasted, but I guess it was my time."

"Sorry, dude," Noah said. "Too bad we couldn't talk more. You weren't all that annoying."

Ethan smiled. "Thanks... I think." He turned to Samantha. "Hey, uh, Sammy?"

"What?" Samantha rolled her eyes.

"I lo-" Ethan tried to speak, but Chef Hatchet emerged from the shadows and cupped his hand over his mouth before he could say anything.

As Ethan stood in front of the giant boot, he began to sob a bit. "Samantha, I really wanted you to know that I..." He noticed that his crush wasn't even looking his way. He sighed. "This is the Commonerd signing off, and don't forget to subscriiiiiiiiiiiiibe!" Chris pressed the button and the nerd was sent into the horizon, screaming for his life.

Chris turned to the final nine and smiled. "Congrats, everyone, because with Ethan's fortunate elimination, you are all officially in the merge!"

The players gasped and Chris explained. "The teams are no more starting tomorrow, so it's every camper for him or herself. However, tomorrow, there will be no challenge!"

Confessional

Noah: "I merged? Seriously? I finally did it! It took a while, but I made it!"

Dakota: "Not bad for a girl with a tail, huh?"

Staci: "I was glad to survive the first vote, but the merger is a whole new world to explore. Staci is back, and she means business. But there are more important things to worry about, like underground bunkers!"

Dawn: "Making it this far is a milestone, but I'm just glad I have loyal friends who'll support me."

Brick: "See, Sarge, I'm not dead weight. Now that I've made it here, nothing can surprise me. *A raccoon drops from the ceiling and lands and his lap. He screams and runs outside*

Jordan: "Hundred grand, here I come."

Samantha: "Well, this is gonna be fun, huh? One ally and a whole lot of enemies. Perfect."

Eva: "I knew I'd make it this far as soon as I joined Dakota and Brick. Without them, I'd be out at sea by now."

Tyler: *Squeals like a little girl*

End Confessional

The campers cheered and jumped for joy, pumped their fists, and sighed in relief.

"I will be at a very special show, so Chef will be in charge of running the place, so be good, kiddies, heh."

The campers let out a collective "meh" sound as Chris turned to the camera. "Well, we've hit the merge and things are about to get serious. Tune in next time for very special episode of Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs!"

The Votes

Eva: "Ethan. It's the only answer "

Ethan: "Brick, for being a dick. Hey, I made a rhyme!"

Noah: "Brick, because he's annoying. Yeah, that's... Pretty much all I have to say."

Brick: "My vote is for Ethan, because even though Noah deserves it more, my loyalty is to my friends, or at least I think they're friends."

Dakota: "Ethan. Without him, that's one less vote against us in the merge, if we make it that is."

End Voting Confessional

The Results

Ethan: 3 votes

Brick: 2 votes

Eliminated: Debbie, Justin, Tyler (1), Anne Maria, B, Sadie, Katie, Ethan

Merged Players: Tyler, Staci, Jordan, Samantha, Noah, Dawn, Eva, Brick, Dakota

~A/N~ And that's the merge everyone! Did you like the top nine or is there someone you think was cut too early? Tell me in a review. And speaking of reviews, here are those replies I promised. ;)

Karts of Sugar Rush: Thanks. You pretty much captured my feelings about my characterizations, so it's good to know that we're on the same page.

acosta perez jose ramiro: Thanks for all the reviews! Yep, Jordan isn't exactly a good person.

EvilAngel666: Thanks! Those two haven't been all too liked, but that's how they were meant to be written. I guess they're good characters then.

IhateMarySue'sSoooooMuch: Yep, Dawn knows what she's talking about! XD

The remaining episodes will be one chapter in length instead of two, and the next episode will be very special. Anyways, thanks for 70 reviews guys! My goal is to hit 100 or more by the end, so continue reviewing. Thanks, and have a very happy New Year.