We sort of messed up and submitted the wrong chapter. This is the chapter you were supposed to get today. Sorry about that...and for all the confusion.

Team Five
Itsuki, Oishi, Shishido and Sengoku were all sitting around the kitchen table staring at the clam box that was sitting in the middle of the table. It was kind of pointless to have a clam box, especially since it was made out of wood and ESPECIALLY because it's not like it was made well.

"WHY did you make a clam box?" Shishido demanded finally. "All the other teams made something that was useful to have around the house!"

"I didn't know that we were going to bring them back to the house!" said Itsuki, looking sad.

"You could have made ANYTHING else." Said Sengoku. "You could have seriously made an assortment of modern art that would have been more useful than this piece of junk."

Oishi suddenly stood up and looked very authoritative. "That's it, you two!" he said as Itsuki looked like he was about to cry. "That is no way to speak to your father!"

"Yeah!" whined Itsuki.

"Now I want you both to apologize to him right now!" Oishi commanded.

Shishido and Sengoku didn't move.

"If you don't apologize then you're going to bed right now and there will be no television tomorrow." Oishi said.

Still, they didn't move.

"And no video games or any electronics at all." Oishi added.

Shishido and Sengoku groaned.

"Fine…" they said. "Sorry…"

"Thank you." Said Oishi pleasantly as he sat back down. "I happen to think it's a very nice clam box."

"Um…thanks." Said Itsuki.

No one really said anything for a little while. As they nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping as if someone was gently rapping, rapping at their chamber door.

Or actually, it was the window.

They looked out the window to see Kamio looking very depressed as he looked at them from the outside in.

"You know…" said Shishido. "It was funny at first because he's a second year and all, but now I kind of feel bad."

"Yeah, it's pretty dark out." Sengoku agreed.

"Well too bad." Said Oishi. "Kamio is an outside pet."

"Kamio's not a pet at all." Shishido made sure to point out.

"Yes he is." Said Oishi. "You two begged me and begged me to get a pet and we finally got one and now you don't want to take responsibility for him and I'm at my wit's end!"

"Oishi, seriously, that never happened." Shishido reminded him.

Oishi groaned. "You guys," he said, looking totally serious. "I have been alone doing this thing all day. You have to help me out and play along too because this is just getting ridiculous."

"You realize you're making Kamio sleep outside, right?" said Itsuki.

"It has to be realistic!" said Oishi.

"Can't he be an inside pet?" Itsuki tried.

"No!" said Oishi. "Because I've already decided that he's an outside pet and it wouldn't be realistic if we just suddenly changed it half way through! I bet all the OTHER families are already completely in sync with each other by now. You guys wouldn't even eat my pie."

"By the time we brought it home, it was already cold!" said Shishido. And it was gross. But they didn't have to say that.

"Whatever!" said Oishi. "I just have to get some sleep!"

Oishi took off his apron and retreated to the bedroom.

"Let's let Kamio in really quietly…" said Shishido.

"AND DON'T LET KAMIO IN!" came Oishi's voice from the other room.

Team Six
Oshitari was standing in the kitchen listening to the sound of his four extremely ill family members that were all quarantined in the Parents room.

FLASHBACK!

"All right, I made the chicken stir fry with the recipe Ootori gave me at the competition, but I don't think I did it right…" Oshitari said as he put the plate down in the middle of the table.

"Of course you didn't do it right." Said Akutsu.

"Yeah, but after missing lunch, I'm starving." Said Ryou.

"And we need our energy so we can perform better during the challenges." Atsushi said. "Even though I won MY challenge."

"And besides, anything will taste better than your cancerwiches that you gave us at lunch." Kaidou said.

Oshitari wasn't going to eat anything, so he just watched the four of them start to eat.

END FLASHBACK!

And now here he was. Standing by himself as he listened to the other four moan in the other room.

Oshitari looked over the instructions and wondered where he had gone wrong.

There were two particular parts that he was sure he messed up on. First of all, he was almost certain that he hadn't cooked the chicken for long enough. After all, the directions told him to cook it for at least twenty minutes, but as the other four chanted from the kitchen, "WE WANT FOOD! WE WANT FOOD!" Oshitari got pretty fed up pretty fast.

So he cranked up the temperature and cooked it for about two minutes instead. He was hoping for the same effect and wasn't quite sure if it was okay that the chicken was still all floppy and peach colored.

The second part he knew he messed up was the last ingredient. Choutarou had scribbled in a little heart and wrote "love" next to it, insisting that it was the most important ingredient of all.

Oshitari was a little frustrated with the presence of his ungrateful family throughout the entire five minutes it took him to cook the meal so almost no love went into the preparation.

He realized that these two factors probably caused the sickness among the unsuspecting people in his family. He guessed that, even though he was the Mom, he probably wouldn't be doing much cooking anymore.

But there was still the problem that he was hungry.

He decided that he would make himself some toast so he put some bread in the slots and waited. He also grabbed a juice box. He had some good times with his food that he made all for himself. He WOULD have called the others in from their quarantine but…

1) they were sick and probably didn't want to eat,

2) it's likely they would never eat his food again after getting so sick even if it was only toast,

3) he didn't want to have to make more toast for them, and

4) he didn't want to get sick from them.

So Oshitari was chillin' like ice cream fillin' by himself in the kitchen as he ate his toast. He would have probably liked some company. But then again, probably not. He would have DEFINITELY wanted that special prize, whatever it was. Even though he didn't know what it was, he still wanted it just because it was special.

He knew he wouldn't win the individual prize, too, just because he performed so horribly in the competition. That made him angst a little bit before he got over it since he didn't care all THAT much.

Whence he finished his toast, he cleaned off his plate and put it in the dishwasher. He wiped his hands with a dishtowel and went into the Kids room where the bunk bed was and took his place on the bottom. As he stared at the bottom of the bed above him, he had a revelation.

He was glad that the others were sick, though.

Because now he got to have his own room.

Team Seven
Tetsu would agree to the statement that Inui and Renji had spent all their time sitting out on the porch talking to each other and only each other. He would also agree that Sanada had retired to bed early. And it was impossible to disagree with the fact that Jirou had retired to bed VERY early.

So now he was once again by himself. He was beating Mario 64, as he had been doing all that day.

He was already at his SECOND race with Koopa the Quick, in which that silly rascal actually presents a bit of a challenge. He strived and strived and strived, and with practice, eventually Tetsu reached the finish line before that crazy Koopa.

He was so excited with himself that he wanted to share his joy with someone.

But Renji and Inui were still chatting, and he knew that they wouldn't care. And they would probably make him feel stupid about being proud about his accomplishments, and no doubt they would write it in their little journals so they would never forget it and bring it up later just to embarrass him.

Sanada was sleeping and he could only imagine his rage if he were to wake him up to tell him something that seems trivial to a sleeping person, but is awesome to someone who has been playing Mario 64 all day and has tried like four times to beat Koopa the Quick.

And then there was Jirou. We won't even go there.

So Tetsu sighed and moved onto the next level. He was just going to play video games until he got too tired to play anymore. He wished Tachibana were on his team. He knew Tachibana would care about Koopa the Quick.

"Oh my god!" came a voice behind him. And when I say 'behind him' I mean RIGHT BEHIND HIM. As in the person is practically leaning his head on Tetsu's shoulder.

Tetsu jumped like six feet up into the air and turned around to see Jirou standing there looking SO excited.

"You're playing Mario 64?" said Jirou. "I LOVE Mario 64! It's practically the best game in the whole world!"

"Um…okay." Said Tetsu slowly, returning to his seat.

"OH MY GOD!" Jirou screamed. "Did you seriously just beat Koopa the Quick the second time around?"

"I did…!" said Tetsu, wanting to be excited about it but now he was a little freaked out so it didn't feel as wonderful.

"OH my god, even though I love this game so much, I am SO bad at it." Said Jirou. "I can't beat Koopa the Quick in the first level because I always end up falling off the cliff because I get way too excited, is that weird or am I weird or what do you think?"

"Um…I don't know…?" Tetsu said.

"Can I have a go?" Jirou asked, holding out his hands.

"This is kind of one of the later levels and if you're as bad as you say you are then maybe you should just start your own game or something…" Tetsu offered.

"No, no, no!" said Jirou. "If the competition is higher, I bet I'll step up my game! Let me start, it'll be great, really!"

"Okay, I guess." Said Tetsu, handing him the controller.

"HEY!" came Sanada's angry voice as he poked his head around the corner. "Could you two SHUT UP or something? I'm trying to sleep!"

"SORRY!" said Jirou. "We'll try to keep it down!"

"You better!" said Sanada threateningly. "Why do you have to wake up NOW? It's time to go to sleep…"

Sanada continued muttering to himself as he went back into the bedroom.

Inui and Renji came inside from being out on the porch.

"What's with all the yelling?" Renji asked.

"Sanada came out and threw a temper tantrum." Jirou answered as he button mashed at a time in which it definitely wasn't necessary.

"Oh." said Renji. He looked at Inui who was just standing there like a tree.

"Well, I'm sleeping on that couch tonight and I want to go to bed right now so you two have to stop playing." Inui said.

"WHAT?" yelled Jirou. "I was just starting to have fun! Awwww maaaaan!" Jirou gave up way to fast. "I've been sleeping all day though!"

"Who's fault is that?" Renji said. "Let's all go to bed now. Tomorrow we find out who won the individual challenge and if I win then I promise I'll share."

The rest of them agreed to that as well, and then they separated to go to bed. Tetsu was sad because people finally started paying attention to him ONLY when it was time for bed. OH WELL! SUCH IS LIFE!

Team Eight
"Let's reflect a bit on what we could have done better in the competition today in order to win." Yuuta suggested as the family all sat in the living room. Since Yuuta had made a bench that sits two people in the challenge that day, everyone had a place to sit!

"I guess that's my cue to leave." Said Atobe as he got up and swept away.

Everyone sat there silently for a few seconds before Bane and Jackal jumped to their feet and made dives for the comfy chair Atobe had been occupying. They were the ones who were on the bench and they weren't going to lie that they envied Atobe's ability to bully everyone else out of the comfy chair.

In the end, they both ended up sharing the chair so it was much less comfortable than the bench, but at that point it was the principle.

"Okay, so you go first." Said Shinji to Yuuta.

"Oh." said Yuuta. "Um…well, I happen to think my bench was pretty good."

"I thought we were supposed to be reflecting on what we could have done better in the competition, not senselessly compliment ourselves." Shinji said.

Yuuta crossed his arms childishly. "Fine." He said. "I probably could have spent more time sanding the seat, and I think one of the legs is slightly shorter than the other so it's lopsided."

"I noticed that." Bane said. "I think I was on the shorter end."

"It's not THAT dramatic of a drop!" said Yuuta, sounding offended.

"Oh." said Bane, avoiding eye contact. "Well…maybe there's a hole in the floor or something…"

"Okay, you know what?" said Yuuta, standing up. "The whole reason I brought this up was because all of you failed to even complete your particular part in the competition so I wanted to talk about THAT. My bench is FINE!"

"I WOULD have competed if Jackal wasn't bald!" argued Bane.

"And I WOULD have competed if Tezuka hadn't blown up my game controller with the Tezuka Zone!" Jackal added.

"I can't cook so I knew competing was pointless." Shinji finished. "But Atobe has no excuse."

"That's right!" said Yuuta, looking determined as if he was going to run over to Atobe and give him a piece of his mind. But then he got discouraged and sank back into the couch. "Never mind…"

"Come on, Yuuta." Said Jackal. "If YOU don't stand up to him as the Dad of this family, then no one will."

"Yeah…" Yuuta sighed.

"So much for that." Shrugged Bane.

Shinji looked up at the clock. "Wow, it's late." He commented. "Do you all want to call it a night?"

"That's a good idea." Yuuta agreed, standing up and yawning.

The Siblings struggled to get up since they were wedged to tightly in the seat, and then they yawned as well. Shinji didn't want to be left out so he stood up and yawned as well.

They went to the bedrooms and Jackal and Bane went into the Kids room.

Shinji opened the door to the Parents room and nearly had a heart attack when he saw what was in there. Yuuta looked over his arm and squeezed past.

Atobe was propped up on the bed in a silk bathrobe. He held a wine glass (that had Kool-Aid in it of course) daintily in one hand and looked at the other two questioningly as if their presence was out of line.

"What?" Atobe said plainly in response to their expressions of mixed shock and anger.

"This is OUR room." Said Yuuta. "You're supposed to sleep in the doghouse. Or on the couch if you must."

Atobe didn't move for a few seconds. "What, are you gay?" he said finally.

"HEY!" yelled Yuuta and Shinji.