Day One
The First Competition
Everyone arrived relatively punctually because they were all so excited about playing tennis, since they OBVIOUSLY didn't read the not-so-fine print on the letter they received.

"Why is there an obstacle course on the tennis courts?" questioned Shishido. "It'll be impossible to play tennis with all that stuff in the way."

"What makes you guys think you're playing tennis?" yelled Ryuuzaki.

"We bolded the sentence, 'But just so you know, you're not going to be playing tennis even though we'll be at tennis courts' so you guys wouldn't be under the impression that we would be playing tennis!" Sakaki yelled, waving the letter around angrily. "You guys are the dumbest people we know!"

"Calm down, Sakaki." Said Ojii. "You don't want to say anything you'll regret later."

"Yes, yes, you're right." Said Sakaki even though everyone else was already very hurt by what he had just said.

"You're all going to compete against each other." Said Ryuuzaki. "And WE will be the judges. And, just so you don't have to ask, it won't be tennis."

"Aww…" said everyone who was going to ask. And that was everyone.

"You will all be in this competition." Said Sakaki. "And depending which group does the best AS A TEAM, they will receive a special prize that you will find at your house when you return to it. The losers will get nothing."

"ALSO!" Ojii continued. "This is also a competition with the other people on your team. So whoever does the best in his individual part of the competition will get a special prize received in the form of a letter tomorrow morning. And trust me, this is definitely something that you want to win, so be sure to do your best as a team AND as an individual!"

"So this is how it's going to work." Banji started. "All the Moms go with Ryuuzaki. All the Dads go with Ojii. The Brothers and Sisters go with Sakaki and all the Pets come with me."

At first, no one moved, but once they were reminded that their participation in the school tennis team was in jeopardy if they didn't comply, they promptly cooperated.

The Dads
"Okay, Dads." Ojii said as Fuji, Momo, Tachibana, Saeki, Itsuki, Kaidou, Jirou and Yuuta moved away from the tennis courts. "I trust you all brought your hammers, right?"

All the fathers raised their hammers in a less than enthusiastic manner.

"Good." Said Ojii. "Everyone get at one of these stations according to your team number."

There were eight piles of wood accompanied by a bucket of nails arranged in a circle with a sign sticking out of the ground that dictated who belonged to each pile. It was in numerical order so it went around and 1 was in between 2 and 8 and so forth.

"The object of this competition is to build something." Ojii said. "Anything! You only have an hour to make it. And you are permitted to bring it back to your house so try to make it something useful. You may only use the wood and nails provided. What are you all waiting for? Go!"

With that, everyone started working furiously.

Yuuta decided he would be building a bench for his family. There weren't enough places to sit in the room, that much had already been established. At first he thought maybe he'd make a chair, but then he figured he could seat even more people if it was a bench.

As he turned to grab another piece of wood, he noticed that Fuji was just sitting there staring at him with a big contented grin on his face that resembled PRIDE.

"Why are you staring at me?" Yuuta demanded.

"Hm?" said Fuji, not faltering at all.

"You're staring at me!" said Yuuta. "Stop!"

"Oh." Said Fuji. And still, he was not deterred.

"Don't you have to make your own project?" Yuuta tried.

"Yes." Fuji replied. He continued to smile at Yuuta.

"Whatever, fine…" said Yuuta as he tried to ignore the creepiness that is Fuji Shuusuke.

"I'm going to make a CHAIR!" said Momo proudly as he pretended to know what he was doing by grabbing random pieces of wood and smashing them together to make something that resembled a chair. But it didn't really resemble a chair all that much.

"Hey Fuji, aren't you going to start your project?" Saeki called down to Fuji who was still just admiring Yuuta.

"Hm?" Fuji turned around.

"We only have an hour to work." Saeki reminded him.

"Hm…yes…" Fuji said with a sigh, looking back to his pile of wood. But then he got distracted by Yuuta and decided to just admire him some more. Saeki shrugged and decided WHATEVER! If Fuji wasn't going to do anything then he didn't really care then that meant he had a better chance of winning.

"Why do we have to do this?" Itsuki complained. "I wish I was anywhere except here." He looked over at Kaidou. "What are you making?"

Kaidou glared at Itsuki. "I'm not telling you." He said.

"Tell me!" whined Itsuki. "I'll tell you what I'M making!"

"I don't care what you're making." Kaidou announced.

"Well, I'm making a clam bucket." Said Itsuki.

"I already said that I don't care what you're making." Kaidou reminded him with another angry glare.

"PLEASE tell me!" Itsuki begged.

"NO!" Kaidou and his short temper yelled.

Itsuki pouted for a little while but then he realized that he didn't really care either and couldn't remember why he was being so obsessed with knowing.

And, as for Jirou, he was sleeping. He just wasn't excited enough to do something else.

The Moms
"I hate being the Mom…" Oshitari said as he stood in front of the stove with the 6 above it.

The Moms were arranged in a circle just like the Dads had been, but instead of having a pile of wood, they each had a stove and various things that could be utilized to cook with. And Ryuuzaki forced them all to wear their aprons, even though some people would have done it anyway. Well, now all eight of them were wearing one! YAY!

Oshitari frowned as his stove started emitting smoke.

"I think that's a bad thing." Renji said as he waved his hand since Oshitari's smoke was floating over to his Team 7 station. "For it to smoke like that, I mean."

Oshitari blinked. "Yes." He said. "I believe it is."

"Cooking is for people who don't know how to utilize their time properly by practicing tennis." Shinji crossed his arms as if staring at his cooking tools would do something besides NOTHING.

"Hey, what did I say about saying the word 'tennis'?" said Ryuuzaki.

"Um…don't do it?" Shinji tried.

"RIGHT!" said Ryuuzaki as she walked away.

"And besides, I'm sure there's a way that some people balance their time evenly between practicing tennis and cooking…" said Taka as he made something that he would obviously make.

"I doubt it." Said Shinji under his breath but everyone heard him. Seriously, everyone did. Even Yagyuu and Niou who were still having their up all night movie marathon party.

Taka got sad but then figured he'd just make it up by showing that he was an excellent cook AND a superb tennis player. BURNING!

"I'm making this stir fry with love!" said Choutarou with horseshoe eyes as he measured out the correct amount of rice. How he managed to do it accurately with his eyes closed is beyond me, but somehow Renji manages it all day every day so we can just assume that some people are born with holes in their eyelids!

David was at the stove next to Choutarou. He stared at Choutarou without saying anything. He wanted to say something because he just had to. But he couldn't think of a good pun that would fit in the situation. He had to say a pun about what Choutarou had just said because it was just so ridiculous that he had to be made fun of.

He was getting really frustrated and angry because he couldn't think of a pun to make fun of Choutarou.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed David as he grabbed a frying pan and hit himself over the head with it.

Choutarou looked down at his unconscious body crumpled on the floor.

"Um…" he said slowly, and then looked up to see Sakurai also staring at David.

"I have no idea." Sakurai said.

"What's all the commotion over there?" Oishi said as he pulled a pie out of the oven.

"I don't know." Sakurai answered. "David just suddenly hit himself over the head with a frying pan. Maybe to escape the torture of having to cook something."

"I don't know." Said Oishi as he started decorating his pie. "It's not THAT bad." But then he was distracted by the fact that Oshitari's oven was on the verge of exploding. "Hey!"

"Sorry." said Oshitari as he grabbed a towel and tried to fan out all the smoke.

"You're trying to sabotage my pie!" Oishi accused.

"No I'm not." Said Oshitari, raising an eyebrow.

The Brothers and the Sisters
"This competition is unfair…" complained Sanada to Bane as the two of them sat in the corner and watched the competition unfold.

"I feel like it was designed especially for making our teams automatically lose." Agreed Bane.

Just then, Aoi walked over.

"What are you doing here?" said Sanada. "Your team's Brother has hair."

"Yeah…but Tezuka told me not to touch him so I just decided to give up…" Aoi said, nervously looking back at Tezuka.

The Sister's competition was that they had to braid the Brother's hair. Of course, this immediately disqualified Bane and Sanada, considering Jackal and Tetsu were bald.

So, while the Brothers engaged in mortal combat via eight-way video game, the Sisters that remained all stood behind them trying to braid their hair in the most superior way possible.

"This is horrible." Said Ryoma. "I'm actually going to lose at something."

"Sorry I don't have longer hair." Said Hiyoshi as he zombied out in front of the video games.

"Yeah, you should be sorry." Ryoma agreed. "We're going to lose because of you."

"Sorry." Said Hiyoshi apathetically.

"It's not fair that you get to play video games and I have to stand behind you and pretend to braid your hair for an hour." Said Shishido grumpily to Sengoku. Let's face it… Shishido hates the world. Except Choutarou.

"Well, it's a good thing I'm playing because I own you at video games!" Sengoku laughed. "Haha! SISTER!"

"Don't call me that!" Shishido yelled as he grabbed Sengoku by the roots of his hair and pulled it violently.

"OWWW!" yelled Sengoku.

"Well, it looks like it's a good thing after all that you're the Brother and I'm the Sister." Said Atsushi. "Because how funny would it have been if it was the other way and you had to braid MY hair when you're the only one who has long enough hair to braid?"

Ryou took a moment out of his violent video game to look up at his sibling. "So funny." He said as he went back to his game.

"That was sarcastic, you jerk." Atsushi glared at him.

"Yeah, it was." Said Ryou. "Just don't fail at braiding because that'll be the only thing that makes us lose this competition."

"Well you don't fail at winning your video game!" said Atsushi because he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Tetsu and Jackal were sitting next to each other. The absence of the Sister behind them was apparent.

"I feel kind of guilty about being bald." Said Jackal.

"I'm not really bald." Tetsu whispered secretively. "I just wear this thing on my head to make everyone think I am."

"Really?" said Jackal.

"No, I'm bald." Tetsu answered.

"Okay…" Jackal said slowly. "Which is it?"

"I'm bald." Tetsu assured him.

"I must win for my team…!" said Mizuki as he enthusiastically did his best to destroy any opponent that confronted him while Yana stood behind him trying to get enough hair in one area to braid. "AH! You pulled my hair! That hurt!"

"Sorry!" said Yana. "You don't have enough hair to braid!"

"That's obvious!" said Mizuki.

"Great…" said Yana. "We're going to lose this competition. This was the worst idea ever on our coach's part."

"Yeah…we should have just…played tennis." Mizuki nodded.

"You know what?" said Gakuto to Marui. "If I knew how to French braid, I bet I could do THAT with your hair."

Marui cleared his throat.

"What?" said Gakuto.

"It's FREEDOM braid." Marui corrected him.

"Shut up." Said Gakuto.

Before Marui could say anything else, he noticed Tezuka next to him suddenly start to glow with intense yellow aura.

"What's going on…?" he said hesitantly.

"Huh?" said Ryoma since he was standing behind and diagonal to Tezuka. "What? Isn't that the Tezuka Zone…?"

Everyone who was braiding and playing stopped to look.

That's when everyone's controllers exploded.

Except for Tezuka's.

"AHHHHHHHH!" yelled all the Brothers who had been holding controllers and now had singed pieces of plastic in their hands. Tezuka just continued playing and didn't flinch as if nothing happened at all.

"Tezuka just exploded our controllers with the Tezuka Zone!" Sengoku yelled, and it sounded like a tattle.

"Why can he do that?" demanded Gakuto.

"What?" said Sakaki as he walked over and noticed that no one was playing except Tezuka. "Oh, it looks like Tezuka wins the Brother competition!"

"Lame!" whined everyone else, except for Aoi who ran over and cheered.

"I am the best." Said Tezuka as he kept killing the video game characters that were now rendered immobile because the people controlling them had no controllers.