A/N: Well, thank God this chapter wasn't as difficult to write as the last. This was the first idea to come to mind, so tell me what you think. :) R&R and Enjoy!

~ApPeAl2rEaSoN

Final Marshmallow:

(No One's POV)

"It's only obvious that we should vote out the least contributed team mate tonight."

"Yeah, no dip nerd-ling, but the question is 'who's that gonna be?'"

"How should I know? Do I look like some kind of super genius to you? Well, maybe to you I do." Harold snickered.

"You wanna look like a dead super nerd to me loser?" Duncan spat grabbing Harold by the collar of his shirt, and raising a fist to his face.

"Guys, guys!" Geoff intervened. "Look, now is not the best time to be arguing. We have three potential losers to vote out tonight, and well, nobody can seem to step up and nominate anyone." He explained.

"I already told you man we need to boot Bridge." Duncan spoke up letting go of the grip on Harold, dropping him to the floor.

"What why?" Geoff asked shocked.

"'Cause, she's friends with everyone here, plus she's good at spots and shit."

"That's exactly why we need to keep her!" Geoff rebutted.

"Yeah, but think about it, once the teams merge then what? We're fucked 'cause no one will ever vote for her!" Duncan explained.

"Dude, you just want her out 'cause she doesn't like you! So why don't you back off!"

"I'm about to beat your ass in a second if you don't shut the hell up Geoff." He said balling his hands into fists.

"Yeah? Then do it!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Guys, calm down here. Look, Duncan does have a point, but bro, it's too early in the competition to get rid of our stronger players." DJ stepped in trying to calm his friends.

"Dude, have you not seen our team? I mean we already have a bunch of strong players except for The Great Dweebo over here and Mrs. Piggy," Duncan said pointing in the direction of Harold and Sadie.

"Hey!" They both said in unison.

"Yeah, that must be why we keep loosing..."Geoff sneered.

"Alright you guys think about it. Our vote tonight really needs to be based on theparticipation in today's challange." DJ explained.

"And since Bridgette, Courtney, and Tyler were the only ones who didn't complete their challenges that means one of them needs to go home." Harold added.

"Oh, well if that's what we're deciding over then Courtney needs to go home! She lost the challenge for us." Sadie spoke up.

"True," everyone in the room besides Duncan agreed.

"B-but what about chicken boy?" He questioned desperately.

"What about him?" Harold asked.

"He didn't complete his challenge either! And I mean come on dude, chickens? That's pretty weak."

"Yeah, but Courtney could have won the whole challenge for us if she just jumped into some jell-o." Sadie explained. "That's pretty easy too if you ask me."

Stumped, Duncan looked back and forth between his team mates before speaking again. "Look guys, Tyler is...incapable of doing anything physical. He-he can't run in a straight line, lift anything, or even complete any of the challenges correctly. He's useless to us. I mean Geoff has a point, Malibu is physically useful, an-and Princess is the brains of this damn team!" Most of his team mates started snickering at him once they heard him mention his pet name for the uptight CIT. "What?" He spat.

"Dude," Geoff said putting his hand on his friend's shoulder. "It's obvious you've got it bad for this chick, but we have to think about what's best for the team right now."

"Fine," he spat shaking Geoff's hand off him. "Then let the chips fall where they may." He told everyone before walking out of the cabin.

"There are only two marshmallows left on this plate, and the three of you haven't completed your challenges today. One of you is going home, and can't come back. Ever. Hehe." Chris stated to the remaining three campers who still sat on their wooden stools awaiting Chris to call their names, and save them from elimination.

"The next name I'm gonna call," he announced leaving a long nerve wrecking pause, "is Bridgette." He said while flashing a perfect smile at her as she breathed in a deep relieving sigh, hopped out of her seat, nearly grabbing the marshmallow from Chris' hands, and walking over to the empty spot besides Geoff smiling at him ear to ear.

Standing on the opposite side if Geoff, Duncan couldn't help, but feel his stomach drop knowing who the next marshmallow would go to.

"The final marshmallow," Chris said. "Goes to Courtney!" He said without hesitation causing Duncan's head to shoot up looking back and forth between Chris and Courtney, who was now dashing over to Chris to recive her marshmallow.

As he looked back atthe two he couldn't help, but notice a depressed looking Tyler still sitting on his stump with his face in his hands. Duncan let out a sigh before walking over to Tyler putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder and uttering.

"You'll get that chicken next time bro." He said with a small smile pastered on his face mostly because he was beyond elated that Tyler was the one going home.

"It looks like a new pecking order has been established here." Chris teased watching Tyler get up from his seat, and make his way down the dock. Amused by this Duncan joined in.

"It's not like he could cry fowl." He grinned evilly.

"Looks like it's time for Tyler to fly the coop. Haha." Geoff joined in knuckle touching Duncan as he said so.

"Looks like he won't be flying high tonight." Even Bridgette joined in.

"Okay, that's enough you guys!" Courtney spat before walking away from the bonfire ceremony, and back to the cabins. Remembering that she was still her Duncan couldn't help, but turn to his closest friend on the island, Geoff, and flash him a huge generous smile that Geoff simply returned.

A/N: Yay! I actually liked how this chapter turned out a lot. It was pretty amusing to write. I plan on having letter H up tomorrow cause I've already got a good idea what to write it about. Hell, I'll probably start working on it as soon as I update this chapter because I don't wanna forget anything! Review you guys, and thanks for reading! :D