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.

"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.

Trent.

DJ.

Tyler.

Bridgette.

Duncan.

Courtney.

Harold, Izzy. . . down to you. Whoever doesn't get this last marshmallow must immediately walk the dock of shame and leave on the boat of losers forever. The final marshmallow goes to. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . . Harold."

Izzy stood up a cold expression on her face, "Whatever." She said walking to the docks before she pulled out a bomb, "You'll never take me alive!" She shouted throwing it down and disappearing a puff of smoke leaving everyone blinking in shock.

The next morning Harold woke up stretching as he got out of bed, yawning with his eyes clothes, before looking down as he felt a breeze.

"Good morning, Harold." A girly voice said, and Harold looked to see almost all of the females still in the game in the lake smirking at him.

He grabbed a pillow covering his groin "EEEEH!"

"So, learned your lesson, yet?" Duncan asked.

"Yes, okay?! Yes!"

"Oh, we're going to need more than that, man!" Tyler smirked.

"I'll never leave my crusty underwear out again! I swear!"

"What the heck? I believe him." Trent grinned

"Pleasure doing business with ya!" Duncan shrugged throwing a bag full of his shorts and underwear at him as he ran away.

Chef slopped a scoop of food, onto Gwen's plate. "Today's breakfast is Urban-Italian-fusion casserole."

"You mean leftovers from the cooking challenge?" She clarified raising an eyebrow

He narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, that's right. You got a problem with that?"

Gwen jumped and saluted. "Sir, no, sir."

Duncan stood to the side near the dishes before placing a mug underneath his shirt and turning away coming face to face with Courtney.

"I saw that. How could you just steal a mug?"

"Because it's cool looking and I don't have one. Didn't have one, that is."

"Do you have to be such a thief?"

"Do you have to be so annoying?"

CONFESSIONAL

Courtney: He's just so infuriating! I'm trying to look out for him like a good person!

Duncan: She wants me

END CONFESSIONAL

"Hi. Chris here. Sometimes teams just don't get along. So the producers and I thought that the best way to work through the group friction would be. . . to exploit it for laughs. This is gonna be awesome!"

"This week's challenge is gonna be centered around building trust, because all good things begin with a little trust. There will be three major challenges that will have to be completed by two or more members of your team. Normally, we like to have the campers choose their partners, but not this time. More fun for me!"

"Okay, so, for the first challenge, you'll be doing an extreme-freehand-rock-climbing adventure. DJ and Duncan will play for the Bass, LeShawna and Gwen for the Gophers. Here's your belay and harness."

LeShawna hive fived with Gwen while Duncan and DJ gave each other thumbs ups.

"One camper pulls the slack through the belay as their partner climbs. If the climber falls, the belay will stop them from crashing. The catch? Both the side and the base of the mountain are rigged with a few minor distractions like. . . rusty nails. . . slippery oil slicks. . . mild explosives, and a few other surprises."

"Wicked!" Harold grinned.

"The person on belay must also harness there partner up. It's all about trust, people. And, remember, never let go of the rope. Your partner's life depends on it."

"As much as I like to stay on the ground, I think we can both agree, I'd should be the one climbing." Gwen sighed.

"Got that right. I don't think you can could keep all of this luschiousness in the air." LeShawna smirked.

"Never tried this before, have you?" DJ asked.

Duncan smirked. "Oh, yeah. They teach you how to climb walls in prison all the time."

He blinked as a small rabbit poked it's head out of DJ's pocket.

"Aw, sorry, little buddy. You can't come up with me. You can trust Trent. He's my buddy. Yo, Trent, hold on to Bunny while I'm on the rock. Thanks, G."

Trent picked up the bunny, "Sure, man. Little furry guy, what's up?"

Gwen was steadily making her way up the cliff, avoiding the nails, but as she passed DJ she got knocked-off by an explosion.

"Aaaaaaaah!"

As she fell quite a ways, she came to a sudden stop.

"Ow!"

LeShawna held the rope tight. "It's okay! I've got you!"

"I promised surprises." Chris grinned, cocking a super soaker."Habanera-pepper sauce, anyone?"

Shooting he shot LeShawna right in the face, "What the hell, Chris?" She let go of the ropes to rub her eyes.

"W-o-o-o-o-oa!" Gwen shouted, falling to the ground, "Ow!"

"Sorry girl!"

Chris grinned.

"Muy caliente." He fired at Duncan, who was wearing sunglasses, and opened his mouth, swallowing a huge gulp.

"Is that the best you can do?"

Chris whispered to the camera man in anger, "Is that the best we can do!?"

Gwen steadily made her way back up, quickly passing DJ once more. DJ climbed after her trying to catch up but failed as she reached the top first.

"Looks like the Gophers have won the first challenge."

Gwen hoped up in celebration, throwing her hands up "Yeah!"

Chris stood at a podium in the main lodge, ignoring the stunt double who was crawling away, while Bridgette and Trent, and Cody and Lindsay stood on either side of him.

"And now round 2 - the extreme. . . cooking. . . challenge! Each team must choose who cooks and who eats."

"You better cook." Trent grinned.

"Ooh, Carl, I'll be the cook." Lindsay smiled.

CONFESSIONAL

Cody: Okay, so she's no Steven Hawkings but how bad can she mess things up?

END CONFESSIONAL

"Today you'll be preparing fugu sashimi - the traditional Japanese poisonous blowfish."

"You have taken biology?" Cody asked worried, smiling when Lindsay nodded.

"The Fugu blowfish contains enough lethal toxin to kill 30 people."

Chef picked two of them up by the tail, the fish blowing up, and tossed them onto their cutting boards. "Fishes, meet your maker!"

"They must be sliced very carefully to cut around the poisonous organs. The poison paralyzes the nerves, and there is no antidote, so no worries. Begin!"

Lindsay poked the fish with a knife causing it to fly around the room like a balloon while Cody began to shake in fear. Soon enough the Bass had a plate of expert sashimi rolls while the Gophers had mush, with a ketchup smiling face on it.

"Finished!" Bridgette said, wiping sweat from her forehead. Trent grabbed one and nervously popped it into his mouth.

". . . Excellent!"

Everyone turned their attention to Lindsay and Cody. Lindsay slid him the plate of mush smiling nervously.

Cody sighed and took a piece of it popping it in his mouth, "Hey it's actually not that bad."

Suddenly he began punching himself on the face, and screaming before laughing. Lindsay let out a sigh of relief, only for him to turn blue and start to fall leaning on the table.

"I thought, you said, that you passed Biology!" Cody moaned.

" I said I took Biology!" Lindsay corrected

Cody fell to the floor as he began puking.

"Looks like the Killer Bass get a point." Chris looked down at Cody," It's ok. Give him 24 hours, and he'll be walking and breathing normally again.

"Is anyone going to help the him?!" Trent cried out.

Chef leaned Cody's quivering form prepared to give him mouth to mouth.

"Good news. The third round involves three more challenges. It's the three blind challenges. It begins with the blind William Tell, followed by the blind trapeze, and culminating in the treacherous blind toboggan."

DJ turned to Trent, "So, where's Bunny? I miss him."

Trent pulled Bunny out of his pockets holding him out while DJ petted him.

Chris placed an arrow on Trent's head, handing him safety glasses.

"Like legendary marksman William Tell, you'll be knocking arrows off your partner's head with crabapples."

Courtney corrected him. "Um, wasn't that the other way around?"

"Shh! Hush! Also, the shooter will be blindfolded."

Everyone gasped, edging away from poor Trent as Chris put on a blind fold. "The person who knocks off the arrow while causing the least amount of facial damage wins." With that said, he launched an apple.

"Ohhhhhh!" Trent fell to his knees, holding his crotch.

Chris lifted his blindfold. "Ah, nuts. Beth and Geoff, you'll be one team. Courtney and Harold, you'll be the other."

Harold raised his hand. "I'm violently allergic to apples."

Tyler jumped up, "Ooh, let me shoot. I'm a good shot."

"You'd better be." Courtney mumbled.

"Okay, let's rock and roll."

Once ready Tyler and Beth began firing apples hitting everything but the arrow.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Courtney yelled.

"Ouch! Jeez! Watch it!" Geoff shouted.

"Ow." Cortney whimpered as Tyler knocked the arrow off her head.

Tyler took off his blindfold, "Did I get a bull's-eye?"

"I got him this time!" Beth said.

"Tyler won already!" Chris shouted.

"Hey DUDE, it's ov-" Geoff was cut off as he got hit right in the temple, as other people got hit by the stray crabapples Beth was shooting.

Chris began shaking Beth," Beth! It's over, man! Let it go!"

"Oopsie..." She muttered, " Sorry!"

Geoff swayed, lifting his hand up but only succeeded in passing out.

"And now. . . the blind trapeze. To avoid serious injury, the trapeze has been set up over this pond, which is full of jellyfish. He handed Bridgette and Gwen blindfolds. "You two will stand blindfolded on the platform until your partners tell you when to jump."

"And then?" Gwen asked.

Chris smiled. "Then, hopefully, they'll catch you. Or that's gonna be one heck of a painful swim. Heheha! Okay, hut-hut!"

Harold was swinging from the trapeze. "Okay, Bridgette. Jump now!"

She hesitated, stepped forward before stepping back and gripping a support beam.

"Ah. If we're going to win, you've got to trust me." Harold called out.

She nodded, letting go. "Okay. Sorry. You're right, I trust you."

He smiled, as he began to swing forward, "Okay. One. Two. Three. Jump!"

She jumped, heart pounding as Harold caught her, swinging her to safety.

"Whoa!"

"You did it!"

"Whoo-hoo!"

"Okay, Gophers, your turn."

Lindsay swung back and forth. "Okay. One. Two. Three. J-j-jump. No, no! Not yet!"

"Aah!" Gwen shouted jumping and landing in the water, being electrocuted by the jelly fish.

Chris winced. "Ooh, that's a point for the Killer Bass."

"I can't believe I trusted that little - Ow! Nasty, stinging jellyfish! Ow!" Gwen muttered, walking into the medical tent, "Got anything for jellyfish stings."

Geoff sat up rubbing his head, and looked around spotting Gwen, "What happened to you?"

"Lindsay and jellyfish. You?"

"Beth and crapabbles."

They looked over hearing moaning and saw Cody moaning in the bed as Chef leaned over him.

"This won't hurt a bit." He said holding up a huge needle, "It'll hurt a whole lot."

CONFESSIONAL

Gwen: Poor Cody, I hope he feels better, little dude reminds of me my little bro back home. (face-palms) I'm starting to sound like Geoff!

END CONFESSIONAL

"And now the final leg - the blind toboggan race. Each team will have a driver and a navigator. The driver steers while the navigator shouts directions. Oh, yeah - and the driver will be blindfolded. All right, team's are LeShawna and Beth, Duncan and Courtney. The race will take place - on the 1,000-foot cliff! Gophers if you win I'll throw in an extra 3 points so you win the challenge!"

"Okay Duncan don't mess this up!"

"Wouldn't dream of it princess."

Glancing over to Chef, she notice the man greasing the toboggans. "Just lubing them up. Get a little more speed going. Hehe."

CONFESSIONAL

Courtney: If Duncan messes this up he is so outta here!

Duncan: When is she going to admit that she has it bad for me. Hot goth girl and party dude admitted it already.

END CONFESSIONAL

"On you're marks. Get set." Chris said blowing an airhorn

As they slid down-hill, Courtney began shouting directions. "Right! Right!"

With LeShawna and Beth.

"Watch out for the tree!"

They managed to dodge it.

"Left! Right! Go, Duncan, go!"

LeShawna and Beth started catching up, "Left! Right!"

"Right! Left!" Courtney shouted.

Suddenly explosions started going off, Courtney gripping onto Duncan for dear life.

"What the heck was that?" Duncan shouted.

Chris set off more explosives. "We had a few explosives left over, and I just hate to waste."

The last explosive went off underneath LeShawna and Beth, sending them flying, into the air

LeShawna feeling the breeze let out a yell, " Oooh we are flyin' now."

Beth held on tighter, closing her eyes, "I'm not ready to die!

"Left! Right! Left!" Courtney let out a scream as they were sent flying into the air by an explosion, and landing on the finish line.

"And the Bass are the winners of the toboggan race, which makes the Bass today's big winner!"

The rest of the team begin cheering while the Gophers who weren't injured exchanged sad glances.

"Awesome.

"Oh yeah!

"Yeah!"

Duncan stood up and was tackled in a hug by Courtney, "We won!"

"Who wants a treat - a tasty goody that represents exemption, security, peace of mind -"

LeShawna huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, just get on with it."

"And if you don't get a marshmallow, you have to walk the dock of shame and you can never come back. Ever. Let's see. One for...

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

Izzy: 14th. She was head chef, she took responsibility for their loss and also they know she's crazy.