Hey there! The campers and their siblings finally show up in this chapter, so wahootie. :D I've decided to forget the whole bio fic for their brothers and sisters. You can just figure out what they're like by meeting them for yourself… Only one intern's in this chapter, so sorry to all the others' creators…

And I just realized that I've been spelling Chris' last name wrong! D'oh! DX My old English teacher's last name was McClain, so I had just assumed that that was how it was spelled… Sorry. XP

All the TDI characters belong to Teletoon and Fresh TV.

Total Sibling Rivalry and all of the siblings belong to me. :D

Tamyra belongs to Techgirl10

Captain Crust belongs to pinkluver93. X3

Inspecting the perfectness of his hair in the reflective camera lens, Chris McClean gave a satisfied little sigh. The season's new victims- I mean 'contestants' were going to arrive any minute. Ever since he was a little boy, Chris had enjoyed the misery of others. And he had also enjoyed blowing stuff up. If you don't believe me, you can ask the ten Captain Crust action figures he used to have when he was four. But hosting Total Drama Island, or should I say Total Sibling Rivalry now, was so much better. Because he got to do both of those things, but with real people!

Still, Chris had wondered how he was ever going to top last season. It had been so awesome, it was practically unbeatable! And, to save some money in the budget, he was forced to hire somebody new to come up with challenges. And that somebody sucked.

Oh well. He could always repeat some of his favorite challenges from last year.

One of the camera men had snapped Chris out of his slight trance by saying, "We're rolling in thirty seconds."

Going into a state of panic, Chris smoothed the wrinkles out of his shirt, quickly ran a hand through his hair and put on his world-famous smile.

"In five, four, three, two, one…"

"Hellooooooooo, Canada!" Chris greeted, "Chris McClean here! As you can see, I'm back at crappy old Camp Wawanakwa. Know why? 'Cause it's time for Season Two of Total Drama Island: Total Sibling Rivalry!" Chris walked toward the campfire pit, and the camera men followed. "Here's the deal: 12 of your favorite campers from last season are coming back, along with 16 of their brothers and sisters." Leaning against his 'podium', he continued, "Together, they'll endure the same disasters they did last season, but even worse! Ha ha, awesome, right? But if they thought last season's prize was big, just imagine them fighting for $500, 000!" He paused and grinned at the camera for a second, and continued, "The night after every challenge, one of these siblings will be voted off, walk the Dock of Shame, and take a ride home on the Boat of Losers. But, there's a twist. The two campers who make it to the Final Two will have their siblings come back here to help them compete for the grand prize! Get ready for new challenges, friendships, enemies, romances, and alliances on Total Sibling Rivalry!"

The camera was shut off and the red headed intern walked toward Chris with a glass of water. "Good job, Chris."

Accepting the glass, he said, "Thanks, Tamyra. I felt good about that shoot." He tipped his head back, drank the water like a shot of liquor and handed her the glass again.

Slightly freaked out by the manner in which he drank that, Tamyra quickly walked (more like ran) back to the secret production camp, not saying another word.

Looking at her as she ran away, Chris grinned. I think she's the hottest one… I dunno. There's still plenty of time to think about that, Chris. You've got work to do.

The camera crew was already back at the dock, but just as Chris got back and they started rolling again, he heard a familiar horn. Looking out into the horizon, he saw a yacht appearing. The first contestants were arriving.

Let the fun begin.

As the boat got closer, he was able to make out a rather big guy near the very front of the boat, making it tip forward slightly.

Owen.

With him, there was a girl who didn't look much younger than him. She was standing next to her brother, waving at Chris like crazy. Her dark brown eyes were filled with joy and her strawberry blonde ponytail was rippling in the wind. Even Chris couldn't imagine smiling as largely as she was.

When the yacht approached the dock, the duo jumped off, carrying their stuff with them. The girl immediately dropped her luggage, ran over to Chris and gave him a big hug.

"OMG, it is so awesome to meet you!"

She was slightly cutting off the circulation to his lungs with her grip, but he still choked out, "G-great to have you here, Candace."

Owen ran up to them and engulfed them in a big bear hug, "Chris! What's up, dude? It's so awesome to be back!"

Once the chipper siblings released Chris, he was able to talk normally again. "Welcome back, Owen! How's last year's champion doin'?"

Letting out a chuckle, Owen said, "I'm awesome! Ever since I got back from the island, I've been the most popular guy at school!"

Candace giggled and added, "And I've been the most popular guy at school's sister!"

"Um… cool. You guys can go wait by the campfire pit for the others."

Both let out a simultaneous "Whooo!" as they grabbed their stuff and ran to where they were told.

Almost immediately after that, the next boat approached the dock. On it, was a girl wearing a blue hoodie and holding a surf board, so it was safe to assume that it was Bridgette. Next to her, there was a boy with sandy blonde hair, holding a blue and white skateboard. The two jumped onto the dock and walked up to the host.

"Hey, Chris," Bridgette greeted.

Her brother walked up next to her and held a hand up to Chris. "What's up, host dude?"

Chris high-fived him and said, "You must be Keith, the skater dude."

Keith grinned and said, "Yeah, man!" Looking around, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Now where are all of the hotties?"

Smacking him in the arm with her elbow, Bridgette scolded, "Keith, please! Can't you think about anything else but girls?" He opened his mouth, about ready to object, but Bridgette interrupted by saying, "OR your skateboard?!"

He closed his mouth, sheepishly looking down at his feet.

"You guys can wait with Owen and his sister by the campfire pit until the others show up."

"Sister?" Keith asked excitedly. "Alright!" He jumped on his board and skated away from Chris and his sister. Bridgette rolled her eyes, but grinned, silently following him.

Chris hadn't even noticed that the next boat had already arrived. On it was Cody and very hard core-looking girl. With her lip ring, ripped black dress, charcoal black hair, and menacing grimace, she made Duncan look like a wimp. She stepped off the boat, looking like she wanted to rip somebody's head off, and stormed past Chris without a word.

Cody walked up next to Chris and nervously laughed. "Sorry about that, Chris. Rikki's not really a people person. I'm still kinda questioning whether she's a person or not…"

"Codemiester!" The two knuckle-touched and Chris said, "I was a little surprised to find out that you have an older sister. Didn't your bio say you were an only child?"

Cody laughed nervously again and replied, "Yeah… there was kind of a reason for that… But it's cool! We came to win!"

"That's the spirit, Cody. Go join the others at the campfire pit and wait for the rest of the campers to arrive."

With that, Cody walked away, hoping that he'd be able to find a new fine lady to obsess over…

As the next boat approached, Chris was able to make out a familiar Jamaican-Canadian boy, trying to get something back from a muscular guy. The guy's long dreadlocks shook as he kept the thing away from his younger brother. When they finally reached the dock, the muscualr dreadlock guy threw the thing on the dock, revealing that it was poor Bunny, violently shaking in fear.

DJ hopped off the boat, scooping Bunny up in his arms. "That wasn't cool, Jamal! You scared him to death!"

Jamal threw his duffel bag onto the dock, almost hitting DJ, and joined his little brother. "Whatever. Don't be such a wimp, man."

"DJ, Jamal, welcome to Camp Wawanakwa!"

Jamal looked around and asked, "Is there a gym here?"

"Um… no."

He just shrugged and said, "No problem. I'll just lift some rocks or something." Jamal started walking and DJ followed, still holding Bunny and looking very annoyed with his jerk of a brother.

On the next approaching yacht, three girls were waiting to get off. Two of them were a bit big-boned, but the tallest one was skinny with very big… um… you-know-what's. She was applying more bright red lipstick on while looking into a small mirror. The one that looked about fourteen was looking at her, extremely annoyed. The second oldest one, which Chris was now able to tell was LeShawna, waved to Chris and yelled, "What's up, y'all? The Jones girls are in the house! "

The trio's yacht finally reached the dock, and the three sisters finally got off. Chris couldn't help but stare at the eldest's breasts, but he still managed to say, "Raven, LeShawna, and Jovie. It's awesome to have you all here."

The youngest one, assumed to be Jovie, said, "You bet it is! 'Bout time this show got some more sistas!"

Snapping himself out of his boobie trance, he looked up at the other two girls and said, "Well, you all can wait with the others over there." He pointed toward the campfire pit and the girls walked away. But the eldest, Raven, stopped, looked at Chris, and gave him a flirtatious wink. Chris grinned like a perv after she turned back around and thought to himself, I'm pretty sure she's legal. Maybe she's the girl for me…

He looked back at the dirty ocean when he noticed another yacht approaching. This time, it was Gwen and her brother. He was playing with a handheld video game while Gwen was sketching something. She looked up from her creation and frowned when she saw that the island was approaching.

They reached the island and jumped off the dock with their stuff. Chris grinned and greeted, "Last year's runner up: Gwen!" And looking at her brother, he added, "And you must be Zack. Welcome to the island!"

"Hey." Zack didn't bother looking up from the game he was still playing, but waved a little with his free hand.

Gwen was still frowning. "You're just lucky that Trent and my friends are all gonna be here, or I would have seriously damaged you for making me come back here." She walked past Chris, who was unaffected by her threat. Zack blindly followed her, waving goodbye to the sadist.

Coming up next, a girl with wild red hair waved wildly, along with two eight year old twin boys with matching red hair. When they reached the dock, they jumped off at the same time. The two boys stopped there, but Izzy sort of cart wheeled toward Chris, practically knocking him over. She sprung up, getting practically in the host's face. "Hi, Chris! Izzy's back! And these are my brothers, Herbie and Xavier!" She pointed at each brother, not like it mattered, since Chris would never be able to remember which one was which, anyway. "Man, it's been a rough year! Right after I left the island, I snuck into this concert, but got in big trouble 'cause I kept screaming at the top of my lungs how much I loved the performer. This guard was all like, 'Young lady, you shouldn't act in such a manner at an opera,' whatever that it! But I was able to escape with my ninja-"

"Please stop talking, Izzy." Chris wasn't able to take her rambling anymore. "Just take your brothers and go to the campfire pit."

"…Okay!" Getting on all fours, Izzy ran toward the campfire pit. He brothers repeated her actions, howling like crazy wolves.

Man, her whole family's weird…

On the next boat, a familiar-looking delinquent stood, grimacing at the approaching host. Next to him, there a girl that looked about thirteen years old. Her blonde and pink highlighted hair flowed in the breeze as she adjusted the pink sock just barely sticking out above her black combat boots. Next to her, a black-haired little girl's hands were gripping the railing, barely able to wait to get off. The older girl jumped off first, waiting as her younger sister got on Duncan's back so she could jump off with him. The trio walked toward Chris and stopped.

"Duncan, Selena and Zoey! You know, Duncan, I was shocked to hear that a guy like you had two little sisters…"

Selena, who was the closest to Chris, struck a menacing pose and said, "Yeah, he's got sisters!"

Little Zoey, still on Duncan's back, held up a tiny fist, and menacingly asked, "You got a problem with that?!"

Duncan, smirking at his sister's reactions, told Chris, "I've taught them well…"

Chris, who had been admittedly a little scared of the two little girls, said, "Yeah, um, just head toward the campfire pit and wait for the rest of the campers to arrive." Without another word, the three left.

The next boat had already arrived with Geoff, an older guy with shaggy brown hair, and a girl with short blonde hair who looked about fourteen years old. Geoff and the other guy were carrying a ton of luggage as they stepped off, but the girl just pulled a piece of lint off of her purple sweater dress as she bounced off.

"Geoff, Duke, Marilee! Welcome!"

Geoff, who was struggling under the weight of most of the luggage, said, "Thanks, Chris. Awesome to be back!"

Eyeing the two guys, Chris couldn't help but ask, "What's with all they luggage, guys?"

"Most of it is Marilee's," Geoff replied, jerking his head back toward Marilee, who was still empty-handed.

"Yeah," Duke finally spoke up, "She's too lazy to carry them herself!"

Glaring at her eldest brother, Marilee spat, "Well, you didn't need to bring those two coolers full of beer, you-"

"Shut up!" Duke hissed. He wasn't supposed to bring any alcoholic beverages with him on the island, since it would be breaking his contract, but he did anyway. Chris didn't give a crap, but he wasn't going to risk being disqualified.

"Whatever." She waved off her brother's harshness and continued, "Why do you complain so much? Geoff never complains! You should be more like him!"

Geoff smiled a little, though he was still pained under the weight of all of his sister's stuff. "Thanks, sis! I-"

"Shut up, Geoff."

"Okay." With that, they walked away, Marilee still not carrying anything.

Arriving next, the CIT herself and her 20 year old brother. He was reading a novel, but looked up, saw the island slowly approaching and snapped it shut. Courtney gingerly stepped off the yacht and greeted Chris, "Hi, Chris. I never thought I'd say this, but it's nice to be back here."

"Well, it's great to have you back, Courtney. And I'm guessing that this is Jackson," he said, pointing a finger toward her brother, who had walked up to them momentarily ago.

"Yes, I am," he said, shaking Chris' hand. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. McClean."

"Dude, Mr. McClean is my dad. Call me Chris!"

"…Right." The two started to follow the path the previous family had taken, leaving Chris alone once again.

But not too long after, he got a call on his cell. He picked it up, saying, "McClean. Talk to me… Oh, hey Boss! Yeah… Yep. Um, no, there are only two families left to arrive… Oh, one of them's gonna be late? Who? Oh… okay… okay… okay then. Thanks for telling me. Bye." He hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. Only one family left for now…

The final boat (at the moment) approached the campground. Standing in the front with his guitar case strapped to his back was Trent. It didn't seem like there was anybody else on the yacht, but when Trent stepped off after it came to a halt, he turned around, looking up at the railing. "C'mon, Grace, it's okay."

The head of a little girl with brown hair tied up in a little ponytail popped up, looking down at her big brother. She looked a little scared to come down.

Trent held out his arms, smiled at her reassuringly and coaxed, "I'll be right here to catch you. Don't worry."

She nervously smiled at him, crawled over the railing, and plunged down into his arms, giggling slightly. He grinned even bigger and set her down next to his feet.

Chris grinned at Trent. "Trent, welcome back! This must be Grace." He looked down at the small girl, who just grinned back at him.

"Great to be back, man. Is Gwen here yet?"

"Yep. She's waiting for you by the campfire pit with the others."

"Cool!" Looking back down at his little sister, he said, "C'mon, Grace. Let's go." He started walking and Grace followed behind him. But she stopped for a second, looked back at Chris, frowned and kicked him in the shin as hard as she could.

Doubling over in pain, the sadist grabbed his throbbing shin and yelled, "Ow! What was that for?!" Man, for such a little girl, she has a powerful leg!

Trent turned back around, asking, "What's wrong?"

"That little br-" Chris was about to rat her out, but then he took a second glance at her. She had a dark look in her eyes, like she'd do something horrific to him if he told on her. She held her pointer finger out and slid it across her neck, making a decapitation sound only auditable to her and Chris as she did. Chris had remembered her audition tape. All the stories of horrible things she had done to people without Trent knowing… he knew what that kid was capable of. She probably wasn't lying when she made that silent death threat. "Um… nothing. I'm fine." He got up, trying to avoid looking at the demonic girl.

Trent shrugged his shoulders and continued walking, Grace close behind him.

After the camera crew shut down and started toward the campfire pit, Chris stood for a minute, thinking about the old and new contestants. Mostly the new.

And I though LAST season's campers were freaks…

Well, there you have it! How will the new campers interact with each other? Why haven't Heather and her brother shown up yet? Will Rikki ever say anything? Will any of the other interns be in the next chapter? Is Duke gonna get drunk from drinking two coolers of beer? Will Grace kick any more people in the shin? Find out all this, and more, in the next chapter of Total Sibling Rivalry!