Wewt. :D

Did you all notice the changes I made to the chapter titles? I decided to do it TDC style :3

Oh, and heads up; I might not post the next chappie for a while. Because Deviantart's first ever TDI Fanon/Crack Week is coming up, and I'm helping out! :D

Not much to say about this chapter, since it's pretty self explanatory. Just read, review and enjoy! :3

The first night was hard for the campers. At least it was for the girls. Since Chris wouldn't allow the male campers to sleep over with the female campers no matter what, the girls had to fend for themselves with the simulators. And they were loud.

Next morning at breakfast, the girls all dragged their baby carriers in, looking like absolute wrecks.

Gwen's hair was not even combed and her clothes were all wrinkled and messy. She gently set Gabe's carrier down and not so gently slammed her breakfast tray down on the table next to Trent. Her face was in a scowl.

"Good morning, Gwen," Trent greeted, trying to cheer her up. "You look… uh… pretty today."

"Sit on it, Mr. Sunshine," Gwen muttered, stuffing a spoonful of soggy eggs into her mouth. "Gabe kept me up all night with his crying."

"I'm sorry," Trent apologized, looking down at the doll. He was being very quiet now… Chris must have tampered with them to make sure they cried all night long. "But at least you'll get a break tonight when the guys take care of them."

"Yeah…" Gwen smiled at the thought. "Good luck tonight, Daddy Trent. You're going to need it…"

Selena plopped down at the table next to Owen, setting Danny's carrier up on the table top. Her face was covered in an unknown liquid. Owen wiped a bit of it off with his finger. "What's this stuff all over your face?" He stuck the finger in his mouth to try to identify it.

"I just changed Danny," Selena explained, wiping away her morning eye crud so she could see better. "That's his pee."

Owen didn't react much. He just pulled the finger out of his mouth, smacked his lips a few times and shrugged. "Hmm. I always thought pee would taste worse than this."

'I think it's just water," Selena mused, smacking her lips. "At least it tastes kind of like it."

"Well, Duncan will probably be happy about what this challenge has done to me," Selena sleepily said, rubbing her baggy eyes. "After last night with Danny, I'm staying a virgin until my baby factory shuts down…"

LeShawna rubbed her eyes and sighed. "These babies wouldn't shut up once! Poor Jovie couldn't even get any sleep last night."

"Oh, boo freaking hoo," Marilee growled, gently cradling Jackie and stuffing a bottle in her mouth. "At least Jovie got to lie down. The rest of us had to stay up and cater to the needs of these little demons…" She looked over to Izzy, who didn't look that tired. "Except for you and Malik. How'd you keep him so quiet? And how'd you sleep with the other babies wailing all night?"

"Well, it's no wonder they were so fussy!" Izzy yanked the bottle out of Jackie's mouth, which made her cry. "Babies hate bottled milk!"

"Izzy!" Marilee yanked the bottle out of her hand and started feeding Jackie again.

"Well, they do!" Izzy picked up Malik and shoved him in the blonde's face. "Malik was so quiet because I breastfed him, like any good mother would!"

"Izzy, these things can't respond to… your milk." Marilee cocked an eyebrow. "They only know they're being fed when we use these special bottles."

"And yet, who's the one with the quiet baby, huh?" Izzy grinned triumphantly. "And sleeping through your kids' screaming was easy. When I was at war, nighttime was always loud. You learn to drown stuff like that out eventually…"

"What war?" DJ asked.

Izzy's expression got more serious. "A war you can't prove that I started…"

"Okay, Izzy has got to be the craziest nut cake I've ever met," Marilee muttered, smoothing her messy hair out with one hand as she rocked a crying Jackie in her free arm. "But somehow, her boobs made her kid shut up…" She shiftily looked at the camera, then Jackie, then her chest. She lifted Jackie up and started pulling her tube top down. She realized the camera was still running and screamed, "What? I'm desperate here!"

*T*S*R*

Courtney sat down by the lake shore, setting the carrier down next to her. "Do you want to hold her, Duncan?"

Duncan sat on the other side of the carrier, looking back down at Michelle. "I don't think so. We need to win and killing our baby wouldn't help our chances."

Courtney rolled her eyes. "You won't kill her just by making contact with her. And besides, I don't think these simulators can actually die. What, you never held Zoey when she was a baby?"

Duncan shrugged. "Yeah, but almost every time I did, she barfed on me."

The brunette giggled and muttered, "Maybe if you ever showered, that wouldn't have been a problem…"

Duncan cocked his unibrow and smirked. "Oh, so Princess has a sense of humor now?" He rolled his eyes and sighed, "Fine, I'll hold her. But if she's dead by the time I set her back down, I'm blaming you."

He gingerly picked his 'daughter' up and looked down at her. He was expecting her to cry or puke or explode. She didn't do any of those things. Instead, she let out a small giggling noise.

"Aww," Courtney cooed, clasping her hands together. "See, Duncan, she does like you!"

"Huh." Duncan grinned and looked back up at his girlfriend. "Maybe we have a chance at winning this, after all."

Farther away, but close enough to see Duncan and Courtney, Selena and Zack were walking on the line that separated the grassy land from the sand, Zack holding Danny's carrier. Both 'parents' were laughing.

"And that yoga teacher has never been the same ever since!" Selena giggled.

"Whoa, I didn't even know it was legal to do that!" Zack exclaimed, scratching his head.

"I suppose it is, or I would be in jail right now, wouldn't I?" Glancing to the side, she finally noticed Duncan and Courtney, who were laughing happily, like a real married couple.

Selena glared at the oblivious couple, then realized something and gasped.

"I can't believe it! They might actually make it through this challenge!" Selena fumed. "Do you realize what could happen if they win this? They'll think they're actually a good couple and want to stay together! Like, forever! I will NOT stand for that!" She pounded a fist in her palm and continued, "Duncan and Slutney will win over my dead body!"

"Um…" Selena looked from them back to Zack and her 'son.' She twiddled her thumbs and guiltily looked around. "Yeah… I'll be right back. Watch Danny for me? 'kay, thanks!"

She raced off, leaving poor Zack dazed and confused. "Wait, Selena!" He looked back down at the baby, frightened. "I wish you came with an instruction manual…"

*T*S*R*

"Heeeey, guuuuuuys," Selena drawled, slowly meandering toward the two.

Courtney's eyes narrowed. "Don't you have a kid to take care of?"

"Zack's taking care of Danny," Selena explained, jerking a thumb to the two. Or at least where they used to be, since neither were in sight, anymore. "But, uh… I just wanted to see my 'niece', so…" She held her hands out to Duncan, who was still had Michelle. "Can I hold her?"

Duncan looked from the baby, to Courtney and back up at his sister. He shrugged. "Sure, whatever." He lifted her up into her arms.

"Aww, how cute!" Selena cooed, trying to look convincing. She made weird baby noises at Michelle for a while, until she 'accidentally' dropped her. Even though it didn't look like much of an accident at all.

Luckily, since Duncan was still sitting down, he was able to easily catch her. "Watch it!" He glared at her and said, "You could have lost this for us!"

"Don't blame me!" Selena crossed her arms and eyed him. "You know how clumsy I can be." She looked at Courtney, and not with hatred, for once. "How irresponsible of him, knowing that something like that could have happened!"

Courtney cocked an eyebrow, but nodded. "Yeah… It really was!" She reached over and slapped him in the back of the head. "How could you be so stupid?"

"What, how was I supposed to know Butterfingers over here was going to drop her?" Duncan screamed, jabbing a finger in Selena's direction, who was looking completely innocent.

As they continued to bicker, poor Michelle started to cry. Her cries fell upon deaf ears, for Duncan and Courtney were too busy fighting to console her.

Selena smiled and waved. "Well, I can see you two are busy. Bye now!" She giddily skipped off toward the cabins to find Zack.

Selena giggled uncontrollably, then sighed and wiped a tear away. "Oh, ho ho! That kind of gave me an adrenaline rush… No wonder Grace does it so much with Gwen and Trent!"

*T*S*R*

"So…" Geoff looked down at the baby simulator in Candace's arms and asked, "What do we do now?"

Candace shrugged. "Just play with her, I guess."

He scratched his head and blinked. "How do we play with a fake baby?"

She shrugged again. "You know as well as I do…"

Geoff rifled through the bag Chris had given them and pulled out a baby rattle. "I guess we could use this…" He started shaking it in front of her face, which made her laugh. "Hey, it's working!" he cheered, shaking it even harder. Eventually, the top of the rattle popped off and landed in the stream they were sitting by.

Candace and Geoff exchanged a glance. She giggled and said, "Well, that was fun while it lasted…"

*T*S*R*

"Make her stop!" Keith whined, clamping his hands over his ears.

Jackie was wailing at the top of her lungs and Marilee was rocking her, desperately trying to make her stop. "What does it look like I'm trying to do?"

"How are we gonna get her to shut up?" He dug through her diaper bag and pulled out a bottle. "Maybe this will calm her down. Head's up!"

Keith tossed the bottle to her, which hit her square in the nose. "Ow!" Marilee wrinkled her nose in pain and glared at him. "With what hand was I supposed to catch that with?"

Before Keith could answer, Jackie started giggling. "Hey, she stopped crying!"

As she shifted her fake daughter to one arm so she could rub her sore nose, Marilee looked down at Jackie and grinned. "You're right!" She looked back up at him. "We need to keep her this way. Throw something else at me!"

Keith blinked, looking nervous. "But… I don't want to."

"Do it! Do you want to go through that again?"

"No, but… Didn't that hurt?"

"Yeah… but so do eyebrow waxes, but I put up with those…" Marilee shut her eyes, bracing for the pain. "I'm giving you full permission to pelt me with whatever you want. Take advantage of it."

"Uh… okay… If you say so." He pulled a small pacifier out of the bag and weakly flung it at her. It hit her square on the forehead, but she didn't even flinch.

Marilee bent down and picked up the pacifier. Looking back up at him, she scoffed. "A pacifier? Seriously? That couldn't even make a fake baby laugh!" She harshly tossed it back at him and said, "C'mon, I know there's heavier stuff in there! Lay it on me!"

Keith threw the pacifier aside, yanked out a giant plastic toy from the bag and looked at her, unsure. "Are… Do you really want me to…"

"Now!"

Keith got in a throwing stance and reared his arm back to throw it at her.

Marilee, with a big bruise on her cheek, sighed. "At least that got a good laugh from Jackie. Hey, Keith?"

"Yeah?"A voice from outside asked.

"Is she still laughing?"

A giggle from outside answered her question.

"Okay, good…"

*T*S*R*

Zack, Danny in his arms, raced toward Selena, who was hiding behind a stump and spying on someone with a pair of binoculars. "Selena, I think Danny just said 'Dada!' I had no idea these things could learn to talk!"

"Yeah, that's great, shut up," Selena quickly muttered, not budging from her spying position.

Zack cocked an eyebrow. Selena usually would have been ecstatic. What had gotten into her? "Who are you looking at?" He snatched the binoculars from her and took a peek. All he saw was Duncan and Courtney, fighting about something. "What, are you taking notes for your latest fanfic or something?" he asked, smirking.

She pouted and took her binoculars back. "You can't write fan fiction about real people, Mr. Smarty Pants. I don't know what was thinking, putting Total Drama Island under the Cartoon section…" She waved the thought off and continued, "Anyway, I'm just making sure Duncan and Courtney stay miserable so they'll hate each other's guts and never want to get married ever."

Zack's expression look worried. "Aren't you being kind of… childish about Duncan and Courtney's relationship? I mean, you're kind of starting to sound like Grace…"

"No, I'm not! Unlike Grace, I actually have good reasons for not liking my brother's girlfriend."

"And those reasons would be…?"

Selena was silent. "Uh… Well… Just go online. A ton of people will give you a big, fat list that I'm too busy to make…" With that, she went back to spying on them.

"Maybe you should give the girl a break. She never really did much to you…. What'd you do to make them fight so much, anyway?"

Selena looked back at him, genuinely confused, and shrugged. "Actually, I didn't really do anything. They started fighting all by themselves. I'm just enjoying the show…"

*T*S*R*

"I'm not letting her go out looking like that!" Duncan screamed, violently grabbing the baby from Courtney, making her cry, but not loudly enough for the couple to notice.

"But it looks so cute on her!" Courtney whined, reaching over to smooth out the wrinkles in the teeny pink t-shirt Courtney had put on Michelle, since it had crept up over her belly button.

"It's too tight!" Duncan fumed, trying to keep the doll away from her. "No daughter of mine's going to dress like a tramp!"

Courtney gaped at him, then screamed, "SHE'S A DOLL! What do you think's going to happen? It's not like she'll be molested or anything!"

"That's what the molesters want you to think!"

*T*S*R*

As little Ben continued to cry, Grace started crying, too. "Oh, why won't this stupid stupidhead just stop?"

Herbie sweetly patted her on the back and said, "It's okay… Maybe he'll be done soon!"

"I kinda remember what being a baby was like…" Grace continued to cry. "Trust me, he won't be done for a long time!"

*T*S*R*

Heather sat down on a stump by the campfire pit and rubbed her eyes, looking absolutely exhausted. Essie was quiet as she rested in the carrier by her mother's feet. It was the first time she had been quiet in a while.

"This is much harder than I thought it would be," she admitted, rubbing her aching temples. "But I should have known that this wouldn't be a walk through the park, since Chris thought it up."

DJ sat down on the stump next to her and patted her on the back. "Don't worry… I think it gets easier. You know… after the first couple of weeks."

"But, let me guess, the first few days are a living hell, right?"

"… That's what I've heard," he admitted.

Heather pinched the skin between her forehead and DJ tried to make her feel better by suggesting, "How about I get us some coffee? You look like you could use a cup of joe."

"Oh, you don't have to do that, Deej," Heather said, trying to stifle a yawn.

"Trust me, I do." He laughed and added, "No offense, but you look like you're going to drop dead any second."

Heather couldn't help but laugh at that as grinned at him gratefully as he got up to get them some coffee from the mess hall.

*T*S*R*

"I never thought I'd say this," Jovie mused to herself as she stared at the bottom of the bunk above her, "but I miss participating in those crazy challenges. At least it gave me something to do."

She rolled over and looked out the huge hole in the window. "How has Izzy not killed herself after crashing through so many things?" After she didn't get an answer, she sighed and rolled onto her back once again.

Jovie sighed again and reached for another tissue. She had nothing better to do than get the mucous out of her clogged up nose.

*T*S*R*

Trent, who was sitting at the Killer Bears lunch table, was trying to eat a ham sandwich with one hand and soothe a softly crying Gabe with the free arm. It was pretty difficult, and condiments kept falling out of the sammie and onto his plate. Grace, with a similar sandwich on her plate, sat down next to Trent. He looked down at her, then over to Herbie at the other table. Neither of them had the baby. "Grace… Where's Ben?"

Grace nibbled on her sandwich and, not even looking at him, she admitted, "I threw him off the big cliff. Herbie didn't try to stop me."

Instead of scolding her for costing them a point, Trent looked at Gabe tiredly, then back at his sister. "Lucky."

"Where's Gwen?" she asked, pulling a long, black hair out of her sandwich.

"She went to the washroom…" He set his lunch down and scratched his head in thought. "Now that you mention it, she's been in there for a while…"

"Maybe she's hiding from the baby," Grace suggested in a kidding manner.

Trent perked up, realizing that that could very well be true. His brows furrowed and he grumbled, "Why, that conniving little bit-"

He stopped himself and looked down, seeing that Grace was eagerly listening. "What, Trent?"

"Uh…" He couldn't think of a word to replace his swear, so he merely muttered, "Uh… I'm gonna go find her," and walked off.

Grace watched him walk off, then shrugged and slide the rest of his sandwich onto her plate.

"Now, you guys know me pretty well," Grace commented, yawning a little. "And you know that normally, I would have taken that opportunity to do something diabolical…" She yawned again and rubbed her eyes. "But that dumb old baby made me so sleepy, they could have gone off to get married for all I care!"

Cody decided to join LeShawna at the Rabid Wolves table so he could help her with Ty. He sat her tray in front of her, taking a seat.

"Thanks for carrying that for me, Cody." LeShawna sat Ty's carrier down by their feet and took a sip of her water. "You've been a big help, but you really should at least touch the baby."

Cody sat his tray down and embarrassedly admitted, "I don't want to kill him."

Duncan, who was passing by them with Courtney, nudged her and said, "See, I wasn't the only one who thought that!"

Courtney nudged him back with the arm that wasn't holding Michelle. "You're lucky I'm still even talking to you, after you accused me of turning our fake daughter into a whore..."

*T*S*R*

Geoff and Candace sat down by the cabins, Kylie nestled between them in her carrier. Geoff had somehow managed to score a cowboy hat just like his, only smaller, and had put it on his pretend daughter. "Oh, Geoff, that hat is so cute!"

"Thanks, bra," Geoff said, adjusting his own hat proudly. "I bought it off of this Texan guy at a party I threw once."

Candace giggled and lightly slapped his arm. "I meant the hat you got for Kylie!"

"Oh." Geoff slumped. "I just made that one in the Arts and Crafts tent one day when I was bored." He frowned and whimpered, "So you don't think my hat is cute?"

Candace sheepishly smiled and blushed. "Well, I never said that… In fact, it looks great on you!"

He perked up. "Really? Thanks!"

"But, actually… I think it would look even cuter… on me!" She snatched his hat right off his head, placed it on her own and got up, running off and laughing like crazy.

Geoff smiled, nonetheless. "Hey, get back here!" He picked Kylie up and ran after her.

*T*S*R*

Trent stormed into the communal washrooms, looking around for Gwen. He found her on the floor, by the sink, sleeping like a log. "Gwen?"

He bent down and shook her lightly with his free hand. She bolted upright and frantically looked around. "Wha? What happened?" She realized that she was in the bathroom. "Did I fall asleep?"

Trent looked up, seeing that the sink was still running. "You fell asleep while washing your hands?"

She groggily stood up, using the counter to support herself. "I dunno. I turned the water on, shut my eyes for three seconds and the next thing I knew, I woke up on the floor… The sink water was soothing… like a waterfall."

Trent looked down at Gabe. "Wow, this kid must be a handful, huh?"

"You have no idea," Gwen grumbled. "I made it over fifty hours through the Awakeathon without sleep and Gabe has me out like a light in only twelve."

Trent couldn't help but smile sheepishly. "I guess I haven't been that much help, either. I'll make it up to you tonight, I promise. I'll be Super Dad, while you get some well-earned sleep."

Gwen smiled and hugged him. "You're the greatest, Trent." She gave him a quick peck on the lips, but went back in for a longer one. Trent cradled Gabe away from them slightly and wrapped his other arm around her waist.

As things continued to heat up, a voice cheered, "Oh, yeah!"

The couple separated and looked around. "Was that Izzy?" Gwen asked.

"I think so," Trent muttered. "Izzy?"

"C'mon, Trent! Don't stop now, buddy!"

"Izzy!" Gwen fumed, looking around for her. "Get out!"

After a few seconds of silence, a pouting Izzy walked out of one of the shower stalls, dragging Owen and Malik behind her.

Before they were out the door, Owen whispered, "I think I saw some tongue!"

*T*S*R*

"-and this one time, at computer camp, I put my flash drive up my-"

"Cody, don't get offended by this," LeShawna interrupted, holding a hand up. "But you really need to get a girlfriend."

He sighed and looked down at his feet. "I know…"

DJ passed by them, two mugs of coffee in his hands. LeShawna cocked an eyebrow. "Getting coffee for your witch of a wife, DJ?"

DJ looked down at her and frowned. "Would you stop that, LeShawna? She's changed, really."

She scoffed and replied, "You don't know that for sure."

"I do, too. I can tell when someone's lying, and she's not. She really just want everybody's forgiveness." He started walking off and added, "I already have… Maybe you should, too."

LeShawna grimaced and stabbed her sandwich with a fork. "I can't believe she has him falling for her lies! How dare she try to manipulate that sweet boy."

"I don't know, LeShawna… I think Heather really has changed," Cody mused.

"She's got you fooled, too?" LeShawna growled.

"No, really!" Cody said, trying to get her to calm down. "Do you think that the old Heather would have been able to keep this niceness thing going for this long?"

"Just shut up and eat your crappy sandwich," LeShawna muttered as she continued to stab her sandwich with a fork.

"Did those two fools not see how awful she was last season?" LeShawna asked. "People like that just don't change. They just don't!" LeShawna pounded her fist in her palm and said, "I swear, if she hurts anyone else this time around, she's a dead girl!"

*T*S*R*

It was officially nighttime. The girls were getting some well-deserved shut eye. The guys? Not so much.

"Gah!" Zac clamped his hands over his ears as Danny was laying in his lap, crying his head off. "What's wrong with these things? Why are they crying so much?"

"They're babies, Einstein," Duncan yelled over Michelle's screams. "All they do is cry and crap their pants!"

"Speaking of which," Cody added, holding a hand over his nose. "What's that awful smell?"

Everybody turned their attention to Owen, who looked around, like he thought they were looking at someone behind him. Except there was nobody behind him. "What? It wasn't me this time! Chef didn't serve beans with lunch for once!" He sniffed around, until he found the source of the stench coming from around Trent. "I think it was Trent."

"What? No, it wasn't!" he argued.

"Maybe it's your kid, then," Owen suggested, pointing to the wailing doll in Trent's arms. "He could need to be changed."

Trent looked down at Gabe. "How could that be possible? I thought they could only pee. Do they have those kinds of bodily functions?"

"Only one way to find out, man," Duncan said, shrugging. "Sucks to be you if they do, though."

Trent laughed as he walked over to his bed. "C'mon, guys. Like Chris would spare the extra cash to buy simulators that can do that." He laid Gabe down and started peeling away the tabs of his diaper. "There's no way these things can actually poop." He unfolded the flaps, looked down at the 'contents' of the diaper and screamed. He couldn't faint in time before the pungent scent entered his nostrils.

The other boys gathered around him and noticed his horrified expression.

Staring blankly into space, he whispered, "I was wrong. I was horribly wrong."

*T*S*R*

"Ugh," Courtney grunted, falling face first into her pillow. "I can't wait to get some sleep."

"You and me both, sister," Heather grumbled, slipping under the covers.

"I doubt we'll be able to, though," Candace laughed, pointing to the wall that the boys were on the other side of. "With the boys' frantic babysitting and all." She took off Geoff's hat and sat it on the floor by her bed. She was too sleepy to return it.

"Ah, somebody get me some rubber gloves or something!" a voice that sounded an awful lot like Trent's yelled from the other side.

Gwen looked down at Selena, who was snuggled up in the bunk under hers. "Think they found out those dolls can poop yet?"

"They can?" Selena asked, scratching her head. "Oh, I didn't know. Zack's been taking care of Danny for most of today…"

Gwen arched an eyebrow. "Then what have you been doing all day?"

"Uh…" She didn't want to admit her plans with Courtney in the room, so Selena looked down at her lap, then quickly slammed down face first into her pillow and started fake-snoring.

"Do you think Selena is using Zack to get an easy win on this challenge?" Gwen asked, looking skeptical. "I mean, he is a little easy to manipulate, but I just didn't think Selena was that kind of girl." She crossed her arms and angrily said, "She'd better start helping my brother out more, or she and I are going to have a problem."

Gwen jumped down from her bunk and walked over to Courtney's. By that time, Selena had gone to sleep for real, along with the other girls. "Hey, have you see Selena doing anything weird today?"

"Ack, gross! It got on my hands!" Trent yelled once again.

Courtney sat up and said, "Not really." She tapped her chin and pointed out, "Well, she almost dropped Michelle on her head, if that counts. But that was Duncan's fault."

"How is that Duncan's fault?"

"He shouldn't have let that klutz hold her in the first place!"

Gwen put her hands on her hips. "Wait a minute. Selena isn't exactly your number one fan, right?"

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Thanks for reminding me."

"No, seriously!" She sat down on the bed next to her. "Are you sure that it really was an accident?"

"Positive." Courtney laid down and rolled on her back. "Selena might be a brat when it comes to me and Duncan, but she wouldn't sabotage her own teammates just to try and annoy me." She closed her eyes and Gwen sighed, making her way back over back to her bunk.

"Holy crap, it buuuurns!" Trent whined.

"Courtney might not believe me, but I'm sure Zack will," Gwen pondered. "I need to have a talk with him tomorrow." She crossed her arms and her eyes narrowed angrily. "If Selena doesn't start helping Zack out more, she can say goodbye to this place for good."

*T*S*R*

"C'mon, Essie, please stop!" DJ sobbed, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"DJ, calm down, man!" Geoff screamed over their babies' crying. He still didn't have his hat back. "I mean, they've got to stop eventually, right?"

"I don't think they will!" Xavier whined, rocking London carefully. "I've tried everything to get her to stop crying! Knock-knock jokes, funny faces… I've even said the word 'booger' a million times! This baby has no sense of humor!"

Keith was rocking back and forth, one arm cradling Jackie and the other arm stuffed between his legs. "I can't hold it anymore! I need a bathroom break!" He waddled over to Geoff and handed her to him. "Take your niece while I take care of some urgent business, okay?"

He ran out of the cabin before Geoff could argue. And he definitely tried to. "Wait, you can't leave me with two kids! I can barely handle one!" He sighed and tiredly looked down at the two crying girls. He glanced over at the sleeping lump in the bunk next to him. "Hey, Herbie, stop sleeping and give me a hand here!"

No response. Not even a squirm.

"Herbie?" He laid Kylie down and yanked his covers off. It wasn't Herbie. It was Fluffernutter. "What the… Wasn't this Zack's wolf phobia thing?"

DJ and Xavier walked over. "I think so," DJ muttered. "She probably wandered in here by accident. Maybe we should return her to Chris."

"No!" Xavier tossed London on his bed, which, by some miracle, made her stop crying. He hugged the pup and clung onto her for dear life. "Chris would be mean to her and make her clip his toenails and stuff! We should set her free!"

Geoff and DJ exchanged a glance and the babies all got surprisingly quiet. The latter shrugged. "He's got a point… Well, except for the toenail thing. No idea where he got that from."

"Yeah…" Geoff patted Xavier on the back and said, "Set her free, man."

"Yay!" He grabbed Fluffernutter and tossed her out the open window. "Be free, puppy!"

"Ah!" Geoff and DJ bolted over to the window. "She's not a bird, little dude!"

Taking a peek outside, the Jamaican-Canadian boy sighed in relief and said, "No worries, bro. She's okay. She's running off now."

They watched as Fluffernutter scampered off. "So…" Geoff scratched his head. "What happened to Herbie, then?"

*T*S*R*

"Fluffernutter!" Grace yelled as she waved a flashlight around, looking for her and Zoey's wolf puppy. "Where are you?" Grace had woken up to go to the bathroom, only to see that Fluffernutter was not under her bed like she had been before. She had to find her before anyone else, especially Chris, did.

She walked over to the shore and shined her flashlight around some more. She didn't see the wolf, but she did see somebody else. "Herbie?" She zipped her little jacket up farther, completely covering the Hannah Montana logo on her nightshirt, and wandered over to him. "What the heck are you doing?"

He popped up out of the lake, decked out in his swim trunks and snorkel gear. Removing the snorkel and goggles, he answered, "I'm trying to find Ben!"

"Why? He was annoying!"

"Yeah, but I feel bad 'bout letting my team down," Herbie admitted, looking down sadly.

Grace shrugged. "I don't."

"So, what are you doing out here?" Herbie asked, wading out of the water and onto shore once again.

"Uh… Just taking a walk!" Grace lied.

Before they could add anything, Chris, wearing his Child Protection Services cap and shining his own flashlight in their direction, walked over to the two kids. He was cradling a wet pile of plastic doll parts in his free arm. "Looking for this?" He frowned at them and shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, young parents. Tsk, tsk. A certain evil little girl needs to control her temper."

Chris dropped the doll parts and flinched as Grace tried to pounce on him, making sure to guard his beautiful face. Luckily, Herbie held her back.

Chris, straightening himself out, threatened, "Put the claws away, kitty. Unless you want me to go to your cabin and tell your brother dearest that you were wandering around this death trap of an island in the middle of the night, unsupervised."

Grace's eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare."

"Try me." Chris grinned evilly. "Trent's still up and probably stressed out enough with Gabe. So he'd be extra mad if he found out about your late night adventures with Aqua Man over here." He pointed to Herbie and smirked.

Grace simmered down. "You win this round, McLean…" She grabbed Herbie by the wrist and dragged him away, leaving Chris all by his lonesome.

The host turned to the camera and grinned. "Well, the first set of parents have failed miserably, only shortly after they got started! But it's Grace, so I'm sure chucking her baby off a cliff is exactly what you all expected.

"Who will win? Who will fail miserably like Grace and Herbie? Will Selena successfully sabotage Duncan and Courtney's relationship? Will LeShawna ever forgive Heather?" He looked around, scratched his head and asked, "And what the heck am I doing out here, looking for plastic baby corpses, when it's way past midnight?" He shrugged and continued, "You probably won't figure out the answer to the last one, since even I can't do that… But you'll surely find out the rest of the answers after this commercial break!"

Oh, snap crackers! Some of these folks better get their heads in the game…