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.

Votes: Heather:12, Lindsay:11, Noah:10, Justin:8, Eva:6, Izzy:5, Katie:4, Owen:4, Sadie:1

As you can see it was close. Sorry if you're person didn't get back in. Also curious would you guys choose Sadie over Katie if SHE were the skinny one and not Katie?

The boat pulled up to the dock, everyone cheering, smiling, laughing just overall in a good moon as they got off.

Duncan slid down the ramp, jumping off. "Whoo! What a weekend!"

Courtney grinned as she jumped down landing in his arms, as he swung her around. "Best weekend ever"

Gwen smiled from her placed on Geoff's back, "I know right. Who knew you could have so much fun at a spa."

"Man, the past couple of days were great!" Bridgette smiled, Tyler slid down next her falling on his face, "Good food, soft beds, and indoor pool."

"Totally." DJ slid off next followed by Trent, "I'm almost sorry to be back

LeShawna came down next, "Hello! The spa treatments? My alligator elbows - totally gone."

Cody came out next, "Anyone care for a chocolate-coated cherry blossom" He asked holding up a platter.

Everyone smiled taking one, "I doubt anything could ruin this."

"Woohoo. Final ten!" Gwen shouted and blushed at the looks she got.

"That's my girl!" Geoff said holding up his hand.

Everyone reached forward to share a group high five when they heard Chris's voice on the speaker, "Listen up, campers. As of right now, all teams are officially dissolved. From here on in, it's every camper for themselves."

An awkward silence fell over the group, hands dropping. Duncan shrugged, "Well, it's about time we flew solo."

Tyler nodded, "Yep no more team holding me back."

Gwen snorted, "Big deal. This was bound to happen."

Courtney agreed, "Gwen's right nothing's gonna change."

"Oh really?"

A fog-horn sounded, and everyone turning to see a boat approaching.

LeShawna's eyes widened and she cursed, "Aw heck's no! You have got to be kidding me!"

"Anyone but her!" Gwen muttered.

"Ha you losers thought you could get rid of me so easily."

"Back by popular audience demand, it's. . . Heather!"

"She was an audience favorite?" Courtney scowled.

"Everyone loves a little drama." Chris said from the speaker.

Gwen spoke up towards the speaker. "Wait a sec. You said no one is allowed back."

". . . I did?"

She nodded. "And once you leave. . ."

Cue flashbacks of Chris.

"And once you leave-

Down the dock of shame-

On the boat of losers-

You can never, never-

Ever, ever, come back."

End Flashbacks

". . . Oh, yeah, that...Yeah... I lied."

Gwen glared up. "You can't do that. It's not fair."

LeShawna grabbed Gwen pulling her away, "Gwen. You're arguing with a loudspeaker. Trust me, that doesn't look good."

"Also returning to camp. . ."

"Hey guys!"

Everyone turned back to the dock, seeing another boat.

Trent smirked, "No see her, I understand as an audience favorite."

Courtney scowled, "I cannot deal with her stupidity."

"Iiits Lind-say!."

"I can't believe I'm back this is gonna be so much fun." She squealed

"All righty, campers. Report to the amphitheater, where you'll learn all about this week's challenge. McLean out."

"I want this bed!" Heather walked in dropping her stuff on a bed.

"That's my bed." Gwen scowled.

"Not anymore."

Gwen glared and pushed her stuff of the bed, "Don't test me. In case you've forgotten there are no teams which means it's every camper for themselves."

LeShawna grinned as she piped up, "It also means, that when it comes down to voting, that girl with no friends, or alliances will be getting voted off."

Heather paled, as they both smirked at her and cursed under her breath.

CONFESSIONAL

Heather: (curses) I completely forgot about the stupid merge. Let's see, there's Gwen, Geoff, and LeShawna and probably Cody the little dweeb. Bridgette, Courtney, Duncan, Tyler, DJ, and Trent. Then there's Lindsay who probably doesn't want to work with me anymore. I could always ally myself with the males of Killer Bass. Yeah that could work.

LeShawna: I don't know how you got back here, but you're leaving tonight

END CONFESSIONAL

"Welcome to your next challenge, the time-honored game of torture. Say Uncle! You are all about to be put through tests of endurance so insane that some of them sent our interns to the emergency room. If you back out of the challenge or do not last the required 10 seconds, you will be eliminated. The winner will not only be safe from elimination but will win this luxurious trailer - yours to take home at the end of the summer."

"What kinds of torture?" Tyler asked.

Chris grinned evilly, and pointed at Chef in a hockey mask holding a meat cleaver, "Why don't you ask my lovely assistant?"

CONFESSIONAL

Lindsay: I almost forgot how mean this show is.

END CONFESSIONAL

"All right, let's do this! Duncan you're first up. Let's spin the wheel of misfortune to select your torture."

After spinning for a bit, it landed on an image of a turtle.

"Turtle puck shots. Our intern spent weeks collecting the grumpiest, angriest, crustiest, hungriest, old snapping turtles on the island. While you stand in the goalie net completely unprotected, Chef will fire off turtle slap shots."

Chris pushed Duncan in front of the net, "This could get ugly. If I were you dude, I'd protect my coconuts."

Duncan nervously placed his hands in front of his crotch, slightly whimpering.

"If you can stay in for 10 seconds, you'll go on to the second round."

Chef began sending turtles hi way as Duncan managed to dodge the first turtle, but the next one attached itself to his shoulder.

"Aah!"

The rest bit down everywhere they could,his head arm, legs and the last one bit down on his crotch.

"Oh!" Duncan whimpered and sank to the floor.

"And Duncan moves on to the next round! Isn't this fun?"

"Next up, Lindsay. Your torture is. . ."

The wheel stopped on a roasting marshmallow.

"Marshmallow waxing. We're gonna wax every part of your body."

Lindsay tilted her head to the side. "Awesome, I totally need to get rid of some of this stubble."

"If you can take the pain for a full 10 seconds, you can go to the next level."

"Try not to wax off my tan, 'kay?"

Chef immediately tossed a glob over her face.

Lindsay twitched and writhed in he chair in pain "Aaaahhhh!"

After a few agonizing moments Chef pulled it off, some hair visible on it.

"Aah! Ow!"

"Ouch! That had to hurt. I don't think I would have made it through that one." Trent muttered.

Courtney smirked looking up, "That's because guys are wimps when it comes to two things - beauty and pain."

"You've got that right."

Lindsay was busy feeling her face. "Oh, my gosh. I can't believe how smooth that is. Thanks, Chip!"

"Well done, Lindsay. Since you didn't even complain once, you get to chose who goes next."

"Oh that's okay, I don't really care."

"Well okay than, let's see Tyler you're next."

"Bring on the extreme!"

"Wooden shorts? Big deal." He snorts, "I've got this in the bag."

Chris smirked and brought out a woodpecker and Tyler placed his hands in front of his crotch in horror.

Courtney you're next let's spend the Wheel of Misfortune." Chris said spinning it as it came to a stop on a picture with a barrel. "Lake leech bath!"

"What that's disgusting!"

Chris chuckled walking up to her, "Our interns have spent the past few weeks collecting the biggest, nastiest, blood-suckingest leeches from the lake," Chris explained, "And put 'em in that barrel over there."

"All you have to do, is get in the barrel and stay in for as long as you can. If you last ten seconds you make it to the next round."

Courtney shuddered and jumped in, shivering in disgust, as she began to shake before eventually jumping out of the barrel, leeches still covered on her body.

"Ooh, nice try, Courtney. Eight seconds. You're out. You can return to your new seat."

In place of her chair was now a stock.

"Gwen looks like you're next." Chris smirked.

She got up and sighed spinning the wheel as it landed on a picture of a nose.

"Ooh." Chris winced, "This isn't gonna be pretty. "All you have to do is stay there for ten seconds after Chef yanks every hair out of your nose at the same time."

Gwen swallowed nervously, "Okay I can do this."

Chef approached with a pair of tweezers in his hand and a dark grin beneath his mask. He quickly pulled the tweezers down, taking a clump of small hairs out. Gwen shouted as she covered her nose with her hands, cursing angrily.

"DJ, come on down." Chris smirked spinning the wheel, watching as it landed on a snake. "Ooh the snake squeeze you're in for a treat."

DJ stood in the middle of stage as a purple boa constrictor lunged at him and began squeezing the life out of him, while DJ struggled to breathe. A few minutes later DJ was seen sitting among the stocks with Courtney.

"And DJ is down." Chris said and turned around, and spun the wheel as it landed on Sasquatchawaka. "Bridgette." He said turning to the girl covered in bees, "Since you haven't complained in a while, you can pick the next victim."

"Umm, I don't really know..." She trailed off.

LeShawna let out a cough, 'Heather'

Heather narrowed her eyes at LeShawna and turned to Bridgette, dragging her finger across her neck, mouthing the words. 'DO it and you're dead.'

"I guess um Heather."

"You're dead surfer girl."

"Sasquatchanakwa," Chris narrated as the crate rattled and a roar was heard, "Once thought to be no more than legend, it was eventually found to be living right here on our little island. So naturally, we ticked it off by putting it in a way too small box!"

"Now, you could back out now," Chris offered, "But that would mean being eliminated." Heather glanced at the crate, at her campers and finally at the sparkly trailer.

"I'll do it." She frowned and opened the door, the minute it closed the crate began to shake vigorously as more roars and growls could be heard inside. A few minutes later the yelling stopped and Heather kicked the door open wiping her hands off. She looked a little worse for wear but shot a smirk at Bridgette.

"And Bridgette is eliminated. " Chris shouted, "Let's see who showed less courage than Lightning and cried Uncle!"

The first shown was Lindsay running away as Chef held her hair with one hand and a chainsaw with another. "Look's like someone couldn't handle a little visit to the Wawanakwa hair salon."

Trent was shown hopping from the rocks, "Love the skunk jump." He stopped as one of the skunks looked up at him and Trent held hsi breath not moving, until the skunk turned around and sprayed him knocking him to the floor.

Cody was shown next, eating quickly from a giant tub of ice cream before he grabbed his head and fell over moaning, "Gotta love the ice cream brain freeze!" He tired to get up but stayed on the floor moaning in pain.

"And the new-age music torture." Gwen was shown with giant headphones on shaking before throwing off the headphones, "I-it was horrible!"

"Can't forget the electric eels shock therapy." Geoff was shown reclining on a table as Chef shocked him with a pair of electric eels, "Aaah! Uncle! Uncle!"

"Or the poison ivy face wrap." Tyler sat under as the ivy was applied to his face but through it off in three seconds scratching at his face, "Urh so itchy!"

"All right after twenty rounds of torture we're down to Duncan and Heather. Two steely competitors and the sudden-death round."

CONFESSIONAL

Heather: I am so wining this challenge if I don't I'm as good as gone. If i can get invinciblity every chaleenge, I can win this.

END CONFESSIONAL

"Heather, it's up to you. Your final challenge is the grizzly bear log-roll."

"The grizzly bear what now?"

Heather stood opposite a bear, on a log, out on the lake.

"Molotov the bear performs with the Russian National Circus and has been the European logrolling champion for the past 12 years. To win, you must last 10 seconds on the log while avoiding certain death in the piranha-infested water."

As a few carnivorous fish jumped out of the water, the two had an intense stare-down.

Heather, you could back out now."

She shook her head, "No way am I losing this."

"All right, let the final challenge. . . begin!"

"Whoa! whoooa!"

The log-roll was chaotic, Heather nearly fell a few times. After a few seconds the queen bee smirked and stomped on the log, causing it to stop and the bear to fall and land on its groin; it then rolled sideways into the water. After the log rolled again, the bear was shown on the other side completely stripped of fur.

And Heather wins!" Chris announced, "Which means Duncan is out! She wins the challenge, invincibility, and the grand prize!" The trailer was shown again, still sparkling.

"Yes!" Heather cheered, running up to the trailer, "Screw that stupid cabin."

"While Heather checks out her trailer full of food," Chris said to the bound losers, "The rest of you can go to the confessional booth and vote off a camper...other than Heather..."

"Okay, so first up, I've reviewed the confessionals, and I've gotta say there's lots of hate on in this group, which is awesome! While I normally protect your privacy, in the spirit of airing your dirty laundry, I'm gonna go live with your confessionals!"

You guys know the deal vote for who you want gone. Also Heather won because well if she hadn't she'd be voted off. I know you guys all wanna vote for your favorite characters to win and all but please be a tiny bit realistic. I also decide who wins challenges by putting their names in a randomizer and choosing out of the one chosen. It was LeShawna but since she won on the show I wanted to be different.

Cept for his chapter, everyone's game. Not gonna lie though there are certain characters I want still in and even if you guys all voted for them they won't leave. Not to say they'll win the game, just that I want them eliminated at later episode for specific reasons.

VOTE FOR WHO YOU WANT ELIMINATED. ALSO QUESTION WHY ALL THE HATE ON LESHAWNA?