(Author's Note: I'll put the votes for each couple to the right of their names, and the "X" for them being voted off on the left.)
-Izzy and Owen- 1
-Heather and Justin- 1
-Lindsay and Tyler- 1
-LeShawna and Harold- 1
-Bridgette and Geoff- 1
-Gwen and Trent- 2
-Courtney and Duncan- 5
"Welcome to Total Drama Couple 2!" Chris announces to the line of campers who were all lined up on the Dock of Shame. "I'm sure you're all happy to see me again." All the campers start groaning.
Chris waits for them to quiet down before continuing, "So, the living arrangements are the same. Boys in one cabin, girls in the other." Duncan slings his arm around Courtney's shoulders and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. Courtney elbows him in the gut while Chris glares at him.
"Chef will still be here, but so will DJ. He's interning as a part-time chef, so the food here will actually taste good," Chris says, whispering the last part. Chef and DJ step out onto the front porch of the mess hall, waving at the campers. Chef had a sharp butcher's knife in his hands, while DJ only had a curved ladle.
"The campfire pit, marshmallows, Dock of Shame, Boat of Losers, and 'never coming back… EVER' is still the same," Chris finishes. "So, go unpack, and meet at the campfire pit for your first challenge."
Courtney turns out from under Duncan's arm, grabs her luggage, and starts walking towards her cabin with Gwen and Bridgette. "Dude, is it just me or did Bridgette get even cuter over the summer?" Geoff asks, walking up to Duncan.
"I think it's just you," Duncan says, watching Courtney's ass sway from side to side as she walked.
"Oh, come on, you're only saying that because you only have eyes for Courtney," Geoff coos, slugging Duncan in the shoulder.
"So what?" Duncan asks, throwing his duffel bag over his shoulder. Trent and Geoff follow him over to their own cabin. The front porch squeaks and groans as the guys walk across it, opening the rusty screen door. Inside, the cabin looked the same. However, it smelled dusty, like nobody had been in it for the whole summer. Which was probably true, actually. Chris would never hire cleaning services.
The guys split up to their own bunk beds from last summer. Geoff and Trent start unpacking, but Duncan tosses his duffel on his bunk and leaves the cabin. He walks the girl's cabin. When he walks up, Heather immediately blocks the door. But Duncan just opens the door and steps past her. "Step aside, Queenie."
Duncan walks across the room, every girl's eyes on him. Courtney was filling her dresser full of clothes, her back to him. Duncan reaches out and grabs her waist. Courtney squeaks as he pulls her close to him. "What's up, Princess?" Duncan asks.
"What does it look like? I'm unpacking, you ogre," she answers. Her cheeks her flaring up pink. Duncan looks over her shoulder into her dresser, where she was currently unpacking her bras and underwear. She follows his gaze and slams the drawer shut.
"Aww, I was liking the view," Duncan whines.
"Let's just go to the campfire pit, Duncan," Courtney sighs, wiggling out of his arms. She walks out of the room, with Duncan jogging after her. The girls in the cabin resume unpacking.
"What's wrong, Sweetheart?" Duncan asks, taking Courtney's hand.
"I lost the Student Council election!" she blurts, "I'm not president." Then her faces screws up in a grimace. "I'm vice president."
"So? Princess, that's still really good," Duncan tells her. They sit down at the campfire along with a bunch of other campers. Chris starts walking over.
"Yeah, but it's not the best," Courtney says glumly.
"Welcome, campers, to your first challenge!" Chris announces. "You will be ninjas, dressed in these black outfits with black eye masks with holes cut in them. We'll go in an arena, boys versus girls. It will be like a huge game of Statues. First gender to steal the black flag from Chef's hand wins. The prize is amazing."
Chef tosses the black outfits at the teens, and they rush off to the communal restrooms to change.
The guys change first, obviously, and run out onto the beach. The girls, meanwhile, were focusing on changing and doing their makeup. "Girls, we are going to dominate!" Bridgette exclaims. They were all doing their makeup in the long mirror. All of them had put their hair into ponytails and had teased their hair into crazy twists and curls and spikes.
"We have to win this first challenge. Plus, I kinda want to see what the prize is, you know?" Gwen asks. LeShawna was drawing thick black stripes on their cheeks like football players with eyeliner. Each of the girls add more mascara, eyeliner, and eye shadow to their eyes, giving them a smoky look.
"Let's go kick their butts!" Izzy screams. The girls cheer and run out of the bathrooms in their tight black cat-suit-resembling "ninja" wear.
"Whoa!" Chris exclaims, "It looks the girls went all-out for this challenge. They must really want this reward. The guys will have to work hard to win this one." The girls smirk at the guys as they walk past them, following Chris to the huge gray warehouse building. But then it's the guys' turn to smirk as they watch their girlfriends' butts in their tight pants.
Chris lets them into the warehouse. Everybody 'ohh'ed and 'ahh'ed. The ceiling was painted black, and black-lights hung from the concrete ceiling, casting a midnight-blue glow on everything. The floor and walls were padded with black padding. The inside looked like an indoor paintball field, with foam and plastic and inflatable obstacles, painted black of course. Chef was standing at the back of the warehouse, with a black flag in his hands.
"Good luck!" Chris sings, slamming the warehouse door shut, trapping them inside.
"Alright, maggots, here's how it will work," Chef grumbles, "I will turn around so I will be facing the wall. That's your cue to run. When I turn back around, you better be hiding, or you're out. The first one to make it all the way to me and to grab the flag in my hand wins the challenge for their gender. Starting now."
Chef faces the wall and everybody starts making a mad dash towards the front of the room. Chef spins around, and says, "Boy, why do you even try to hide behind that thing? It's five times smaller than you."
Owen was trying to hide behind a small inflatable cube, but rolls of blubber were sticking out, making his hiding place obvious. "Aw, man!" Owen whines. He stands up and walks through the door at the back of the warehouse.
Chef turns around again. Next time, Lindsay and Heather get out. Harold gets out by messing around with his yo-yos, hitting himself in the crotch, so he fell down and couldn't hide. After about half an hour (it was a very big warehouse), the only people left were Izzy and Duncan. Chef turns around.
The teens run, and Chef spins around. Duncan dives behind a funnel and Izzy does a handstand behind a large column. Chef turns around again, and they start running. Izzy vaults off a huge foam rectangle like a gymnast would vault off a pommel horse. Izzy flies through the air, screaming. She snatches the flag from Chef's hand before he even had time to react.
Izzy and Duncan leave the warehouse. The girls cheer when they see Izzy with the flag. "Alright, girls, let's see you're prize!" Chris exclaims. Suddenly, Chef walks out of the warehouse rolling a cart with a box on it. Chef whips the sheet off the box shape, revealing an air-conditioner for their cabin window.
The girls scream in excitement and the guys groan in jealousy.
(Author's Note: Thanks to warriorsXvolleyball for the ninja challenge idea! Anybody who has any other challenges, please review with ideas and I will give you credit.)