(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- 2
-Lindsay and Tyler- 1
-LeShawna and Harold- 2
-Bridgette and Geoff- 2
-Gwen and Trent- 3
-Courtney and Duncan- 18
"Turns out, the roof fell down because when Chef shoved the air conditioner in the window, it had cracked a beam that was critical in holding up the roof," Chris announces, "But anyway, I don't think you would care. Because our challenge for today is… making babies!"
Everybody is silent, except for Duncan.
He's laughing so hard he has to hold Geoff's shoulder for support. "Oh, this I'd like to see," he exclaims. Courtney smacks Duncan's shoulder -- hard.
"Shut up and listen," Courtney hisses.
"See this photo-booth-looking-thing over here?" Chris asks, motioning to a huge lumbering rectangle on the dock. "Each couple will take their pictures in the booth. The photo booth will combine your pictures, and hand out a baby with the face of your 'kid'."
"Ugh, like that stupid health class assignment?" Bridgette asks.
"Exactly!" Chris replies brightly. "First up, Izzy and Owen."
The odd couple squeeze into the photo booth, and a flash goes off from behind the black curtain. They walk out and Izzy grabs the picture. Their "future baby" was a red-head, like Izzy, but was extremely obese, like Owen. It was a girl, with blue eyes.
Heather and Justin's baby was of super-model standards. The baby was a girl, and was naturally tan. It had raven-colored hair and piercing blue eyes. She was slender, with hardly any baby fat, and had plump pink lips.
Lindsay and Tyler's baby was a boy with blonde hair. He was very handsome, which he must have inherited from Lindsay. Hopefully he just hasn't inherited Tyler's athletic disability.
LeShawna and Harold's baby was… odd. It was a black girl, with Harold's red hair. But she had a large butt, like LeShawna, and thin chicken-legs, like Harold. The arms were thick, like LeShawna's, but the girl's fingers were long and thin, like Harold's.
Bridgette and Geoff's baby was blonde, obviously. The baby boy had long, wavy hair. His eyes were a gorgeous ocean-blue color, and muscles were already prominent on the kid's arms.
Gwen and Trent's baby boy had dark black hair, with a couple midnight blue streaks in the bangs. His skin was pale, like Gwen, and had forest-green eyes, like Trent.
Courtney and Duncan's baby was a girl, with tan skin and pouty pink lips. She had black hair with neon green highlights, and Duncan's piercing teal eyes.
The campers all stood around Chris, holding their plastic babies in their arms. "Now, if you give up trying to look over your kids, just toss the dolls into the campfire pit. Once we get down to a few contestants, we'll narrow the rules. Last couple standing wins a reward," Chris explains.
The girls were sitting on the bunk beds in their pajamas. The guys had recently all left the cabin, giving each other suspicious looks. "Trent looked pretty… weird when he left the cabin," Gwen comments, scrolling through the songs on her iPod. She was laying on Trent's bed with her feet up on the bottom of the bunk above her.
"They're planning somethin', girl," LeShawna replies, sharing earbuds with Courtney, whose strict mother wouldn't allow her to have an iPod.
"Ohh, I love this song!" Courtney exclaims, focusing on LeShawna's iPod and not their conversation. "Turn it up."
"Ya know what, girl? I'll just play it in my iHome, that is, if it's okay with the rest of y'all," LeShawna asks. The girls nod in agreement. Heather was laying on Justin's top bunk, reading a fashion magazine and listening to her own iPod, ignoring the rest of them all. LeShawna inserts her iPod into the iHome, cranks the volume, and starts the song.
Courtney hops up from the bunk and starts dancing in the middle of the cabin -- after all, the boys were gone. And, strangely, all their babies weren't even making a fuss. Maybe Chris hadn't turned the dolls on… Or Chris was just tricking them. Either way, the babies were silent, and that was all that mattered. The dolls were all in a row on Trent's bed, next to Gwen.
But Gwen tears her earbuds out of her ears and starts dancing next to Courtney. "Believe it or not, I actually like this song," Gwen exclaims. LeShawna, Bridgette, and Lindsay join Gwen and Courtney in the middle of the cabin. Izzy was sitting in Owen's bunk, drawing a map to plan out her "attack" on some innocent beavers.
As the song begins, Gwen starts singing along, "I never thought that I was so blind! I can finally see the truth. It's me for you. Tonight, you can't imagine that I'm by your side. Cause it's never gonna be the truth, too far for you. But can you hear me say? Don't throw me away! And there's no way out. I gotta hold you, somehow."
Soon, all the other girls were singing, too. Well, except Izzy and Heather. "I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you! You wanna touch me too! Everyday, but all I have is time. Our love's the perfect crime! I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you! You wanna touch me too! Every way, and when they set me free, just put your hands on me."
The air was a mess of different colors of hair: black, brown, blonde, and some midnight blue as the girls swing their heads around to the music. "Take everything that I know you'll break. And I give my life away, so far for you. But can you hear me say? Don't throw me away! There's no way out, I gotta hold you somehow!" the girls sing simultaneously.
"I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you! You wanna touch me too! Everyday, but all I have is time. Our love's the perfect crime! I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you! You wanna touch me too! Every way, and when they set me free, just put your hands on me!"
Every time the chorus came on, they threw their arms in the air. Pretty soon the area around them was a scented cloud of powdered deodorants, sweet-smelling perfumes, and fruity body mist. "Tonight, I'm weak. It's just another day without you, that I can't sleep. I gave the world away for you to hear me say. Don't throw me away! There's no way out, I gotta hold you somehow! All I wanna do is touch you."
As they dance, their hips accidentally bump together, but there wasn't much they could do about the crammed space. "I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you! You wanna touch me too! Everyday, but all I have is time. Our love's the perfect crime! I wanna, I wanna, I wanna touch you! You wanna touch me too! Every way, and when they set me free, just put your hands on me!" they sing at the tops of their lungs.
The song ends and suddenly, Courtney feels large hands grab her around the waist. She squeaks and spins around to face Duncan, who was holding her, and the rest of the guys, who were back from wherever they had gone. Duncan smirks and doesn't give Courtney time to react before he scoops her into his arms and tosses her onto his bunk. Duncan pins her arms under his hands as he grins down at her.
"Duncan, let me go!" Courtney exclaims. The other girls were preoccupied with their boyfriends at the time, too.
"Why would I do that? You were practically begging for me to touch you just then," Duncan replies, his breath hot on her neck. Courtney gets shivers up her spine.
"I was n--," she starts to protest, but then she remembers the chorus that she and her friends were practically yelling just seconds before. 'I wanna touch you, you wanna touch me too.' Courtney purses her lips as she realizes that she had no argument against Duncan's logic.
"Exactly," he chuckles, starting to kiss her collarbone. Courtney shivers again, and her abs clench. She could feel Duncan's lips smirking against her skin, since he'd obviously felt her body quiver.
Courtney chokes back a moan and manages to ask, "Where did you guys go?"
Duncan finally pulls away from her, but still keeps her arms pinned. "We have a surprise for you," he answers.
(Author's Note: I suck. So bad. I could slap myself. But… I won't. Lol. I'm soooo sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! But on the bright side, I'm in high school! Finally! I'm a freshman. And… A really cute sophomore asked me to homecoming. So, I'm pumped. :D )