While most of the campers had just gotten out of bed and were dragging themselves into the mess hall to get their breakfast, Courtney was already up and sitting at her team's table, yammering away on her cell phone.

"What do you mean you have three cases to handle before you can start on mine?" Courtney screamed into her phone. "Ugh! You're the worst lawyer ever, Michael! If you weren't my cousin, I'd fire you!" She ended the call and slammed her phone down on the table, then crossed her arms and stated to grumble to herself.

"You're really torn up about Candace leaving, aren't you?" Jovie asked, taking the seat next to her. Gwen sat across from Jovie, trying to avoid making eye contact with Courtney by staring down at her runny yellow mess of a meal.

"I'm sick of unfair eliminations that Chris is too much of a jerk to make right," Courtney said, finally beginning to eat her watery scrambled eggs. "I've been where Candace is before… Except for the fact that what happened to her was about ten times worse than what happened to me."

"I used to think Courtney was kind of mean," Jovie said, smiling. "But she really has a good side… Though her good side sometimes mixes with her bad side and the results… Aren't good."

The Fighting Ferrets suddenly heard a distant wail. It was a wail that sounded familiar to Duncan and DJ, considering it was the same wail they heard after Bridgette had been voted off the previous year.

"Geoff's still crying?" Selena asked. She giggled and muttered, "He's such a crybaby."

"Speaking of crybabies, how'd your call to Zack go?" Marilee asked.

"Zack's not a crybaby!" Selena protested.

"Who said anything about him being the crybaby?"

"Yeah, how did that go?" Trent asked, poking at his eggs. "You seemed kind of shaken up when you gave me my phone back."

"Uh…"

Flashback: The previous day, in the boat house, under the bucket

Selena scrunched up even more under her bucket, clutching Trent's cell phone to her ear. The annoying ring finally stopped and Selena quietly said, "Hello?"

"Um, hi. Who's this?"

"Jamal? Hi, this is Selena."

"… Who?"

"Um… Selena Caliver? Duncan's sister? Short, blonde and pink hair, incredibly awesome? I'm one of the competitors in Total Sibling Rivalry. I know we weren't on the same team, but I at least know who you are!"

"… Who's Duncan? Is he the guy with the guitar and the big head?"

Selena rolled her eyes. "And people call me dumb… Look, just put Zack on the phone, please." She heard him take a breath and she interrupted what he was about to say by explaining, "He's the scrawny kid with brown hair and skull t-shirt."

"Oh. I thought the drunk dude was Zack."

"That's Duke! Gosh, you're such a Lindsay!"

"… Who's Lindsay?"

"JUST PUT ZACK ON THE FIRETRUCKING PHONE!" she screamed, her patience getting as small as Jamal's brain.

"Okay, sheesh! There's no need to yell, Zoey!"

"Zoey's my sis-" She didn't get to finish her sentence because she heard a voice she had wanted to hear for a while.

"Uh, hello?" Zack asked. "Um… Not that I don't appreciate it, but why are you calling me, Marilee? I thought you still sort of hated me."

Selena rolled her eyes. Jamal was really bad with names. "Zack," she paused, still nervous. "It's… It's Selena."

"… Selena!" Zack happily cried, his joyful tone making her feel a little better. "I miss you so much, you have no idea!"

"Wait, you're not mad?"

"About what?"

"Um… The thing with Alejandro. I know you guys get to watch the live footage at Playa de Losers. I didn't really forget about you, it was a mistake and-"

"I know, I know. That doesn't matter to me… At least not anymore. All I care about is you."

Selena bit her lip and her eyes started to water. "Aww, Zack! That's the sweetest thing I ever heard! I wanna be with you so bad! This is the first time we've even spoken to each other since your elimination. We never got to cuddle or give each other stupid pet names or even have a real kiss on the lips like in all the rom-coms where sappy music plays and my foot pops up-"

"It won't be that way for too long," Zack said, trying to comfort her, since it sounded like she was going to cry. "The season will be over before you know it. You're going to make it all the way to the end."

"You really think so?" Selena pathetically asked, sniffling.

"Of course! Believe me, when you and Duncan and Zoey win the money, I'm going to give you a music-playing, foot-popping kiss that will put those romantic comedies to shame!" Selena inwardly squeed and Zack continued, "And after the show, we can go on our first real date and I'll take you to whatever-"

"Whosit?" a slurred voice muttered, interrupting Zack.

"Duke, go away, I'm talking to Selena," Zack grumbled, clearly annoyed.

"S'lena? Like S'lena Qu…Que… Quesadilla- Parissss?" Duke slurred.

"Dude, are you drunk? It's one in the afternoon!"

"Shaddup, Mooom!" It sounded like they were fighting over something and when Duke cried out, "Heeeey, S'lenaaaa. I din't know yous was still aliiiiive," she knew that he had taken the phone.

"Dude, give me the phone back!"

"No! I's talkin' to a sessy, dead chick!"

"Dang it, Raven, I thought we told you to keep him away from alcohol!" Zack distantly whined.

Her voice was very distant, but Selena could slightly hear her reply, "That means I wouldn't be able to have any of it then! It's his booze!"

"Where's he getting it from? We're on an island in the middle of a lake! There are no liquor stores for miles!" Before Zack could rant anymore, he cried out, "Duke, get away from the pool! You're going to drop the pho-"

The only sound left in Selena's bucket was the sound of the tone. She certainly couldn't think of anything to say after hearing that nonsense.

End Flashback

"Uh… It went… okay." Selena silently sipped her orange juice, not saying another word about it. She was trying to forget the second half of the conversation herself…

"Maybe we should go comfort Geoff," DJ suggested, looking sympathetic. "He seems even more torn up this year than he was last year… If that's possible."

Marilee stood up, a look of dignity and pride on her face. "As Geoff's only sister, I volunteer… Trent to do it."

"No," Trent said, crossing his arms and giving her a look. "I helped Selena feel better yesterday and got murdered for it. You do it."

Marilee glanced incredulously at him. "Are you forgetting that I'm the team captain here? It's my responsibility to make sure our team members are in tip-top shape and since you're the best man for the job-"

"You're the co-captain, last time I checked," Trent told her, standing up, too. "And as co-captain, it should be your responsibility to work together with your co-captain and your own brother to help him get through this."

"Oh, what, you think I don't want to?" Marilee snapped. "He's my brother. Of course I want him to feel better and I want to help him-"

"Then why don't you try and show it?" Trent asked.

Marilee looked at him for a second, then quietly said, "Fine, I will," and walked out of the mess hall.

The team stared at her quietly for a moment, and DJ finally broke the silence by asking, "Did you just tell Marilee what to do?"

Trent's forceful demeanor had faded and was replaced with one of shock. "Yeah… I think I did."

"I knew you had balls, DiCaprio," Duncan said, punching him in the arm a little harder than Trent would have liked. He shoved his plate aside and stood up. "I'm done eating this crud. Selena, Zoey, let's go."

Selena stood up, but hesitated when she saw that her sister was still seated. "But I'm not done," Zoey said, half a plate of watery yellow goop left.

"If you leave with us, I'll give you this chocolate bar," Duncan promised, pulling said candy out of his pocket and waving it in front of her face.

Zoey's green eyes widened. "Yes, master." The siblings walked out of the building, Duncan a few steps ahead of the girls.

"What was that about?" DJ asked, confused.

Trent shrugged, sitting back down. "Beats me. Who knows why Duncan does half the things he does."

Grace, who had been pretty quiet during breakfast, looked up from her plate and at the boys. "What did Duncan mean when he said Trent had balls? Was he talking about soccer balls or something?"

DJ and Trent awkwardly looked around the room, their mouths opening every once and again as if they were going to muster up an explanation, but they were quickly shut. After a few stutters and an "Um…" from each boy, DJ finally cried, "Wow, these are good eggs!" in hopes of distracting her.

"Yeah, the best!" Trent exclaimed, following suit. Both began eating again and Grace gave them a strange look before shrugging and continuing to eat as well.

*T*S*R*

"Dude, you managed to tick Trent, of all people, off," Duncan told Marilee, once he and his sisters caught up with her. "All you have to do is get Jovie so mad, she'll punch you in the face and you'll officially be the most irritating person on Earth."

"Dude," Marilee mimicked, "Just go to our meeting place like we agreed last night and leave me alone. I've got to find Geoff." Duncan shrugged and began walking towards the cave with Selena and Zoey.

Marilee continued to wander around the camp ground, trying to find where Geoff was by following his loud sobs. She finally found him in the first place she should have looked: the Confession Can.

"I want Caaaandy!" Geoff sadly sang between his sniffles and sobs. "I-I-I waaaant Caaaandyyyy!" He finally gave up on trying to sing Aaron Carter songs to express himself and just cried. He cried and cried until the door to the outhouse was jerked open and a finely manicured hand grabbed him by the front of his shirt and dragged him out.

"Geoff, I know you're hurting right now," Marilee quietly said, shutting the door to the Confession Can. "I just went through the sort of the same thing recently with Keith… except I, um, handled it a little better than you are…" She coughed and continued, "Well, I'm here to help, but I need to get something off my chest first." She walked into the outhouse and shut the door.

"Trent probably thinks he got me to change my mind about who got to comfort Geoff," Marilee said, rolling her eyes. "Please. I realized that I was the one who should comfort Geoff mere seconds before Trent suggested it." She quickly added, "And I realized Geoff might accidentally blab about our alliance with the Calivers… But I had good intentions! Sort of!"

"C'mon, big brother, let's see a smile," Marilee quietly said, grabbing the corner of Geoff's lips and pulling them up. When she removed her hands from his mouth, his fake smile sunk right back into a pout.

Geoff rubbed his teary eyes and groaned, "I appreciate you trying to make me feel better and all, Mar, but I don't think there's much you can do. I just feel like there's this big, gloomy cloud… like, over my soul and-"

"Geoff, quit acting like a gay emo kid. You're making it really hard for me to give you any sympathy," Marilee snapped.

"Waaaaaaaah!" Geoff wailed, covering his face with his hands and crying even harder than he was before she had showed up.

"Oh, boy," Marilee muttered. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry for yelling at you. I didn't mean it."

"I-I know you didn't." Geoff rubbed his eyes and sniffled. He plopped down on the ground and continued, "I'm just worried about her, is all. If it was a normal elimination, then it wouldn't be as bad, but Chris… He sent her away. For, like, ever!"

Marilee frowned, finally looking concerned, then sat down on the grass next to her brother, completely forgetting about getting grass stains on the seat of her purple ruffle skirt. "Geoff, things will work out," she calmly told him, allowing him to rest his head on her shoulder. She rubbed her hand up and down his shaking back in some sort of attempt to soothe him. "She isn't gone forever. You'll see Candace soon."

Geoff sighed, a ghost of a smile gracing his features. "You think so?"

"Yeah, of course. Chris probably won't be able to arrange any rides home for her by the time you're voted off, anyway. Let's go to our alliance meeting now." She stood up, gently pulling him up with her.

"Okay…" They walked toward the cave in silence for a moment, but Geoff suddenly stopped. "What makes you think I'm gonna get voted off so soon?"

"Don't ruin this nice moment, Geoffrey," Marilee told him as she began to drag him towards the cave.

*T*S*R*

"Okay, no matter what happens in today's challenge, we don't vote anybody in this cave off," Marilee told the other members of her alliance.

"You made us come here to tell us that?" Duncan asked, irritated. "That's the whole point of the alliance! Why did you have to call a meeting just to tell us that?"

"Because shut up," Marilee snapped, shooting him a deadly look. "I also came here to discuss who we vote off if we lose. DJ's a lot of muscle, so he might be useful… Then again, he's scared of his own shadow, so maybe not. Trent irritates me with his Trentness, so I won't miss seeing him go. And Grace… Grace will go."

"Why?" Zoey asked, looking sad, even though she was eating chocolate and nobody can be sad while eating chocolate. "She's my friend!"

"She's also a little brat," Marilee commented. "Or she seems like one, at least. I've never actually talked to her, but I can tell. I'm good at judging people without actually knowing anything about them."

Before Duncan could make a snarky comment about that, Marilee saw somebody suspicious run past the cave and she stood up. "What are you…"

"I'll be right back," Marilee told the group. "Talk amongst yourselves." She ran off, leaving the group in an awkward silence for a moment.

"Sooo…" Geoff drawled out, tapping his fingers against his knee. "Anyone seen any good movies lately?"

Duncan looked at Geoff like he grew another head. "Dude, we've been on this island for weeks. How could anyone here have seen a movie recently?"

"I hear there's going to be a Yu-Gi-Oh movie coming out to celebrate Yu-Gi-Oh's tenth anniversary," Selena casually said, rhythmically swinging her legs back and forth as she looked up at Geoff.

"Dude, I used to love that show!" Geoff enthusiastically said.

"Me too!" Selena cried, getting more excited. "All three protagonists from the three Yu-Gi-Oh shows are going to be working together to fight against some bad guy by playing a children's card game with him! And the movie's in 3-D!"

"OH MY GOSH THAT'S GOING TO BE THE BEST MOVIE EVER WE HAVE TO GO SEE IT!" Geoff screamed, jumping up from his rock.

"HOLY CHEESE I KNOW WE SHOULD TOTALLY GO TOGETHER I'M GONNA DRESS UP AS BAKURA AND YOU CAN GO AS MARIK I'VE GOT A MILLENNIUM ROD YOU CAN BORROW AND EVERYTHING!" Selena screeched, standing up and glomping Geoff.

"Will you two quit nerding out and…" Duncan paused, looking at his sister as she jumped off of Geoff. "Wait, where'd you get a… Millennium Rod? Isn't that the big golden stick that one Egyptian girl carries around?"

"I know a guy," Selena said with a shrug. "And Marik's a boy."

"… Really?"

Marilee walked back into the cave, sat back down and said, "We're not voting Grace off."

"What's with the sudden change of heart?" Selena asked.

"Yeah, what happened while you were gone?" Geoff asked.

"I don't really want to say yet," Marilee told the group. "But little Grace DiCaprio could be an asset to me… Uh, I mean us…"

*T*S*R*

"Campers!" Chris exclaimed, standing on the amphitheater's stage with the remaining contestants in the stands. "Are you excited for your next challenge?" He smiled at them for a moment, but most of them just glared at him. "Hey, what's with the long, silent faces? This is the part where you all say "No" or "Not really" or "I wanna go home" or some other whiny nonsense!"

"Booooo!"

"Bring Candace back!"

"Chris McLean stinks!"

"I miss the silence!" Chris whined, crossing his arms and frowning. "You guys can shut up and sit back down, because it's challenge time whether there are cheating orphans here or not!"

"That's it, I'm calling my lawyer again!" Courtney exclaimed, whipping out her cell phone and storming out of the stands. "Third time's the charm!"

Chris waited until she was out of earshot until he continued with the introduction to the challenge. "Your challenge is one that might only be familiar to our nerdier contestants. Today, three members from each team will be… writing Total Drama fan fiction!"

"Fan fiction? What's that?" Geoff asked, even more confused than usual.

"Ooooh! Ooooh! I know!" Selena exclaimed, jumping out of her seat and waving her hand wildly. "Let me explain it, Chris! Chris!" She jumped up and down more and cried, "CHRIIII-"

"Fine!" he yelled, clearly annoyed by her high-pitched squealing. "Be my guest!"

Selena cleared her throat and announced, "A fan fiction is a story about the characters from a certain show, movie or book that was written by a fan instead of the creator of that fandom. I guess in this case, we're writing about ourselves. It's really fun, though! I've written a bunch of Naruto oneshots and they all got like thirty reviews each!"

"Wow, that's pretty good as far as oneshots go," Gwen commented, eyebrows raised.

"And how would you know that, sunshine?" Duncan asked, smirking like always. "Are you a closet nerd?"

Gwen rolled her eyes at him, still smiling, and said, "No…" She looked down at her lap and rubbed the back of her head. The Goth quietly and quickly added, "I just happen to have written a few fan stories for The Nightmare Before Christmas… And one for Harry Potter, but Harry Potter is awesome, so that's excusable…"

"Aww, bashful all of a sudden, little geeky Goth girl?" Duncan teased, sitting up straighter than usual and winking at her.

Courtney, after having another failed conversation with her lawyer/cousin, was storming back to the stands, She couldn't hear any of the words they were saying, but she was able to see Duncan wink at Gwen. She gasped and was considering stomping away again, but no! He might do something else flirty! Like wave at her! Or smile at her! Or even acknowledge her existence! Courtney was not going to stand for that!

She headed back towards the Ravens' stands, then sat down next to Jovie, but not before glaring at the back of Gwen's head.

"See, they're flirting behind my back again!" Courtney exclaimed. "I leave for five seconds and BAM! They're all over each other! … I mean, they were in different stands and all… And he could have just had something stuck in his eye… No, my instinct is right! It has to be! I'm a CIT!"

"Thank you all for once again taking my spotlight away," Chris complained, stomping his foot on the squeaky wooden stage. "Now, as I was saying, three members from each team will write a story. A panel consisting of three surprise guest judges will rate the stories on a scale of one to ten and whichever team has the best stories will win. Raving Ravens, since you only have three members left on your team, you're all stuck doing it. As for you, Fighting Ferrets, you have six members on your team that actually know how to write."

"I can write my name!" Zoey exclaimed, raising her hand.

"Yeah… But 'Zoey' doesn't really make much of a fan fiction," Chris flatly said.

She gloomily looked down and muttered, "I think it would."

Chris continued, "And how are we going to choose which three of you will write?"

"We talk amongst ourselves about who would be best for the job?" DJ suggested.

"That's a good idea, but it's really boring." Chris walked toward stage left and threw his hand in the air. "That's why we're going to use… The Wheel of Ferrets!"

Tamyra walked out of stage right, pushing a giant spinning wheel in front of her. The wheel had six segments on it, each one containing a picture of each eligible Ferret. "This is ridiculous, Chris. This isn't The Wheel of Fortune."

"Of course not. This is the Wheel of Ferrets! Learn to listen!" He cleared his throat and turned to the three Raving Ravens. "You girls will each get a spin. Whoever you land on will be one of Ferrets who will participate in this challenge. If you land on someone who's already been chosen, then you get another spin. Courtney, you're up first."

"I still don't know what we're doing, but okay," Courtney said, walking up on stage and giving the wheel a good spin. After a while, it finally decided to land on a picture of Selena.

"Woo-hoo!" Selena cheered, jumping back up. "I already have the perfect idea for a story!"

"I bet our panel of judges can't wait to read it," Chris sarcastically said. "Gwen, you're next."

"Story? What the heck is she talking about?" Courtney asked as she sat back down. Jovie decided to fill her in on the challenge while Gwen walked up and spun the wheel. To Courtney's chagrin, it landed on Duncan.

"Okay, that wasn't necessarily Gwen's fault, but it still makes me angry, for some reason," Courtney said, crossing her arms and pouting a bit.

Duncan grumbled something to himself, then said, "Great. Never doing my writing assignments in school has finally come back to bite me in the butt."

Marilee leaned over to him and harshly whispered, "You are going to do your best on this challenge, got it? We need to keep winning and if you screw up, I'll-"

"Marilee's the final Ferret participating in the challenge!" Chris exclaimed, as Jovie had gone up and spun the wheel while Marilee was lecturing her alliance member.

"You'll what?" Duncan asked, raising his unibrow at her.

"I'll… write the best story I possibly can so I can help my wonderful team win!" Marilee said, trying to look cheery.

"I'd say you guys have quite a bit of competition," Courtney said, looking proud. "I get top marks on my writing assignments in school and so do Gwen and Jovie."

Jovie looked at her, very confused. "I've never told you that."

"Neither have I," Gwen commented, looking frightened.

Courtney looked up at the sky, rubbing her arm. "I might have done some background checks on a few of the contestants before coming to the island and you two happened to be two of them…"

"Stalker," Gwen muttered, thinking she was quiet enough for Courtney not to hear. She wasn't.

"There are three laptops set at each table in the mess hall," Chris told the six teens. "You have two hours to write your story, then our panel will be revealed to read and judge them."

"Two hours?" Jovie asked. "That's not enough time at all!"

"Don't care!" Chris cried. "We'll be right back after this commercial break!"

Oh boy. I can already tell this won't end well.

Sorry this chapter's kind of short. They can't all be novels.

Who are the three mystery judges? Who will win? Who will lose? What did Marilee find out about Grace? Will we ever see poor Candace again? Does a movie about children's card games really need to be in 3-D? Find out in the next chapter of Total Sibling Rivalry!