Screaming Gophers: Beth, Geoff, Gwen, Heather, Lindsay, LeShawna, Noah, Cody, Katie, Justin, and Owen.
Killer Bass: Bridgette, Harold, Trent, Sadie, Duncan, Courtney, Tyler, Ezekiel, Eva, Izzy, and DJ.
Bold=Eliminated.
Seriously regretting voting off Justin I could've done so much with him.
"I only have seven marshmallows with me. When I call your name, come up and get one. The camper.."
"Who doesn't receive a marshmallow must walk the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers and never come back. Yeah, we get it. Can we get on with it?" Gwen snapped.
"Okay, fine. Spoil the moment." Chris huffed. "The first marshmallow goes too...
Lindsay.
Geoff.
LeShawna.
Cody.
Gwen.
"Campers. . . this is the final marshmallow tonight.
Beth crossed her fingers as Heather ran her finger across her throat.
"Beth."
Heather's eyes widened. "What! You guys chose that wannabee over me!" She snapped, how dare you. I can't believe this! You guys are all dead!"
Chris snapped his fingers and Chef showed up dragging Heather down the dock as she continued to complain and yell at them.
Votes
LeShawna - Heather
Beth - Heather
Gwen - Heather
Heather - Beth
Lindsay - Beth
Cody - Heather
Geoff - Heather
Results
Heather - 5
Beth -2
The next morning in the killer bass boys cabin Trent twisting around in his bed, Tyler snoring loudly, while DJ mumbled something in his sleep, Harold scratched himself, and Duncan snored lightly.
A moment later Duncan sat up, hopped out of bed and landed in position to do push-ups. As he started his push-ups, he opened his eyes, only to find his nose nearly touching a pair of underwear on the floor, skid marks quite visible.
"Aah!" He shouted jumping back.
At his yell everyone woke up Tyler, Trent, and DJ laughing at his situation.
"Not cool, Harold, man! Not cool!" Duncan glared up at Harold.
"Those aren't mine."
"Oh, right. You're always leaving your drawers lying around." Duncan scoffed.
"No, I'm not. Gosh!"
"Uh-huh, yeah, you are, dude." Trent protested.
"You have, like, absolutely no proof."
"No one else wears that kind, dude."
Harold huffed, grabbing his towel and heading for the door. "Whatever. I'm going for a shower."
"Hey, don't forget to clean the skid maker." Duncan said as he left before turning to his roommates, "I think Harold needs to be taught a lesson, boys. Who's with me?"
All four slapped five.
"Yeah!"
"Today's challenge tests your minds, your teamwork, and your skills in the kitchen. You'll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to me for tasting. The winners get a reward. The Losers will send somebody home. Each team will appoint a head chef to create the theme of the meal and and to oversee the cooking. To cook, you need ingredients. Every morning, a truck brings us food. Today's task starts there."
Geoff and Cody grinned as they looked at all the food.
"We could do a killer Italian theme." Geoff said.
"Hello, head chef." LeShawna smirked.
"Seriously?"
She nodded along with the rest of the team and Geoff grinned.
"Then let's get grabbing."
While the Gophers started grabbing stuff, the Bass walked up to their own truck.
"So who's gonna be head chef?" Duncan asked.
"Whoever can cook." Bridgette said, "Any volunteers."
"Well - I have my momma's-" DJ started only to be cut off by Courtney
"Head chef - called it."
"Why you princess?" Duncan glared.
"Because I was a C.I.T. I'm qualified for taking leadership roles unlike some people I know." Courtney sneered.
Tyler shrugged, "Whatever at least we know who to blame if things go wrong."
Courtney's grin faltered, "On second thought..."
"OHH I can be head chef!" Izzy volunteered, "I'm so great a cooking. We could do a hmm...ohh we could do street food."
"Like urban themed, burgers and stuff?" Harold asked.
"I guess. I was thinking actual food off the street but that works too." She grinned, "Let's get cooking."
Once all the ingredients were brought in, Izzy pulled on an apron from out of nowhere. "Let's see, Trent and DJ you guys make mini burgers, Courtney and Duncan you guys can do um cookies and Tyler and Bridgette you can make uh..."
"How about fruit kabobs?" Bridgette offered.
"Ohh oohh! I know flaming fruit kabobs." Izzy added on.
"I guess you are head chef." Tyler sighed.
Izzy looked around, "Harold help them with the burgers."
"Aye-eye captin."
"Great I'm stuck working with you." Courtney sneered.
"This isn't exactly my idea of fun either princess."
CONFESSIONAL
Courtney: Duncan is so inattentive in the challenges! (the tape fast forwards) Owning sun-glasses does not automatically make you cool. (the tape fast forwards again) And he has such poor fashion taste! And don't even get me started on his hair!
END CONFESSIONAL
Trent left as he hid all of Harold's underwear while in the kitchen DJ bumped into Harold spilling water on him.
"Gosh! Way to go dorkahontus."
"Go change there are some clothes waiting for you in the cabin."
"How's that sauce coming along?" Geoff asked standing behind Gwen,
"I don't know you tell me." Gwen smirked holding out a ladle.
Instead Geoff lent down kissing her on the lips, "Taste amazing."
Gwen flushed, averting her eyes and playfully punched Geoff. "You are such a kiss up."
"Awww!" Lindsay cooed, making them aware all eyes were on them, "You guys are so cute!"
"I know right!" Beth piped up.
"Anyways, enough flirting lovebirds." LeShawna said good naturedly, "We've got a challenge to win."
CONFESSIONAL
Cody: (sighs) So I guess Gwen and Geoff are together no worries I'll be here waiting for her.
Geoff: Gwen's just so awesome you know.
LeShawna: Hopefully those two remember they're in a competition
END CONFESSIONAL
"Careful, you're not kneading the dough hard enough." Courtney snapped.
"Well you're kneading them too hard!"
"Careful your big paws don't mash the dough."
"Careful your uptight butt doesn't curdle the chocolate."
"I am not uptight!"
"You're like the most uptight person I know."
Harold walked back into the kitchen wearing only a red thong, "Okay who took all my shorts?"
After a few minutes of watching him Izzy snickered, "You need to put clothes on."
"Then tell them to give me back my shorts!" Harold snapped.
"We'll return all of your shorts and panties when you admit your guilt, dude."
Trent smirked, "Okay if you go back you'll find pair of underwear and shorts waiting for you."
"Thank you gosh." Harold said walking away.
Harold walked into the cabin pulling them on before wincing and yelling in pain, "My biscuits are burning!" With that being said he ran into the lake to coo loff. A few minutes later Harold walked in his pajamas.
"Okay, this is my last pair of clean clothes. So if you want to see me buck naked, hit me with your best shot."
"Just stop leaving your crusty underwear on the floor and we'll give you the rest of your clothes back." Duncan snickered.
"I already said that I do not leave my underwear on the floor!"
"Oh well, I tried."
"Hey, guys, I made some sandwiches. We can chow down while we work." Trent said, holding up a plate of sandwiches.
"Oh, sweet! I'm seriously starving." Harold said snatching one and bit into it before gagging, "This tastes like sweat and lotion. It's probably the worst sandwich ever."
Opening it, he found a pair of underwear. "Gross!"
Duncan, DJ, Tyler and Trent all laughed sharing high fives.
"Well I think we're about down here eh guys?" Geoff said, "Everything looks good to me."
"It's about time we been on a losing streak for a while now." Cody said.
"Yeah but that losing streak got rid of Heather." Lindsay stated.
"I thought you liked Heather?" Gwen asked.
Lindsay shrugged, "She's okay when she isn't being mean."
"So never." Beth snickered high fivng with LeShawna.
"I made us sandwiches." Cody said, "Since we're basically done, besides letting the pasta simmer."
"I can't believe things went this smoothly." Gwen said.
LeShawna smirked, "Well without a fire breathing dragon with bad breath huffing over everyone things are relatively calmer."
"You are such a slob! They all have to have the same amount of chocolate chips."
Duncan rolled his eyes, "Oh, relax, they're fine. You know, you'd look a lot better without that pole up your butt."
She gasped affronted crossing her arms, "What? I'm like the most easy going person I know!"
"Oh yeah, you're totally laid back." He said squirting chocolate on her face.
"Ugh!" She snapped throwing a bowl of flour on his face and giggling.
CONFESSIONAL
Duncan: Man that girl creases me. I dig that in a chick.
Courtney: Duncan and me? Yeah right! I'm so sure. Never in a million years! Please, when pigs fly.
LeShawna: (from outside) Hey! Are you done protestin' in there? Let someone else have a turn!
Courtney: Like I was saying, not gonna happen.
END CONFESSIONAL
Beth placed her statue on the table, as Geoff lit some candles not noticing the candles, "Back in a sec with your meal, dude - I mean, sir."
Izzy grinned and walked up Chris, "Foods on it's way."
Chris gave Geoff a thumbs up.
"Your antipasto passed the test-o. Pass the pasta, please."
After it was set in front of him, he took a bite. ". . . On a scale of 1 to 10, 15!"
Trent brought out a plate of mini burgers, "Bon appetit, my good sir."
Chris grinned. "Why, thank you. These look pretty good."
Tossing a mini burger in his mouth he nodded, "Not bad...not bad at all. 10 points. The Gophers lead with 25 to 19."
Chris took a bite out of the choclate chip cookies.
"Not bad but not great, 7."
"The Bass have 26, so the Gophers need at least one point to win. I have to say, this dessert looks like a winner."
Chris dug his fork in and took a bite out of the canoli, "Eh...6. The Gophers win, looks like they've finally broken their losing streak."
As the Gophers cheered Izzy spotted something on the table, "Hey, what's this?"
Beth smiled as she picked it up. "I brought it back as a souvenir, you know, from the other island."
Everyone gasped, "Wait what?" Cody asked.
Chris stood up, "You mean Bony Island, the deadliest island in Muskoka, the one I specifically said not to take anything from or you'll be cursed?"
"Yeah. I didn't know. I'll put it back." She stammtered running off.
"Okay, the Screaming Gophers are still low on members with the Killer's Bass' eight soon to be seven leading members to the six of the Gophers. And as promised, the winners will be enjoying a reward tonight - a five-star dinner under the stars."
"I've got eight Bass sitting in front of me tonight, but only seven fluffy bits of sweet safety in my hands. So, good luck. When I call your name, come up and get your marshmallow...
You guys now the deal vote for who you want off. Review and tell me what you think so far.
Rankings:
Ezekiel: 22nd. Because he can't help the way he was raised, he'd continue making comments until someone tells him it's wrong which they wouldn't do. I also just don't know how to write him. Besides I had to keep something canon.
Sadie: 21st. She's useless to her team without Katie, so there's no point keeping her around.
Katie: 20nd. See above
Justin: 19th. Heather should've left, I kinda regret this but Heather causes more drama than Justin ever could.
Owen: 18th. This would've happened if the Killer Bass had won either him or Izzy and since Izzy, wasn't there it was goodbye Owen. Not much you can do about that.
Eva: 17th. They remember her temper it's only a matter of time before she blows up at them why risk it.
Noah: 16th. So far all challenges seem physical and he's a little useless in that manner.
Heather: 15th. Do I even need to explain. She's mean my only regret is kicking off Justin instead of her