Umm....no. Challenge idea from ANOMONOUS....

Dirtplace camera...

Mr. Fluffy Pillows Tigerstar sneaked onto the screen. "During the last challenge, I sneaked onto the island! SHH, I'm not here!"

"Good morning campers!" Chris shouted. "I made brownies!"

Indeed, it smelled like brownies. Even I was fooled. I meaning we words.

"It smells like brownies...." Firestar mewed dreamily. All eight cats left the cabins/whatever they are, I forgot, and appeared in front of Chris.

"Gotcha!" Chris grinned. "You're playing for these. While Shadow takes a break, we're having a challenge."

Suddenly, an unpaid camera man walked over to Chris and whispered something in his ear.

"What do you mean she can't come back?" Chris demanded. "...So?....I repeat, so?...So what, she can still move around, can't she?....It would require that, which she now lacks....Okay, fine, you win." The unpaid camera man left, and Chris grinned at the campers. "Seems like Shadow isn't coming back this season. What a shame. Oh well, I have a replacement."

Dovepaw glared at Chris. "Who are you? What's going on?"

"Perfect....here's your job description." Chris handed Dovepaw a piece of paper that smelled like...well, a fart. Teeheehee STOP LAUGHING. As Dovepaw read the paper, leaves rustled in the background, but that's probably not important. "Very nice, in fact brilliant. I'll do it for free."

Dirtplace camera...

Mr. Fluffy Pillows "It's a shame Shadow is leaving for the season." Tigerstar frowned at the camera while leaves rustled in the background before walking away.

Dovepaw "So this is the Dirtplace camera.....very interesting." As she said this, leaves rustled in the background.

Firestar "YES SHE'S LEAVING!" Leaves rustled even harder in the background as Firestar left.

Shadow "I'm still in control. It's still 19." The leaves were still.

"Why isn't Shadow coming back?" Thornpaw asked.

"Arm injury," Chris told him. "I don't pay you to ask questions."

"You don't pay me at all."

"Good point." Chris shrugged as more leaves rustled in the background. "Anyway, since we don't know WHAT you're talking about, chicken. We get the drift after about a month. Each person will be placed in a hole containing their biggest fears. Last person to yell help, uncle, or anything of the nature gets the brownies, and their team...well, just the winner gains immunity. With only eight of you left, it's hard to keep it up. Any questions?"

Dirtplace camera...

Bramblepaw "This thing is overused.

Chris "That's not a question."

Bramblepaw "Too bad."

"BEGIN!"

2 hours into the challenge...

Graystripe was sitting in a hole of spiders, Thornpaw was in a hole filled with elves, Firestar was in a hole containing odd waffles, Jayfeather was in a hole that had charts of uncurable illnesses, Sorrelpaw was in a hole filled with failed traps, Bramblepaw's hole was filled with people playing Sonic 2 and dieing, Mousefur was in a hole of soundtracks of complining, and Cloudtail in a hole with nothing inside.

Graystripe's eye twitched, and he was shivering, but said nothing. Firestar was slightly creeped out but mainly wanted to know why he got the rejected fear, Jayfeather was moaning in Spanish about catmint, Thornpaw was cursing Santa Claus under his breath, Sorrelpaw was attempting to fix the traps, Bramblepaw was yelling at the people for being stupid enough to die, Mousefur was complaining with the soundtracks, and Cloudtail kept turning around suddenly, but nothing was there. All were still in.

4 hours...

Not much had changed, unless you counted Graypaw's whole body twitching instead of just one eye.

Dirtplace camera...

Chris "Quantity over quality."

5.79 hours into the challenge...

Graystripe's hole had twice as many spiders. Thornpaw had to sit on three elves' spiky hats to be able to move. Firestar was surrounded with rotting waffles. Jayfeather's hole contained more charts with uncurable illnesses, AND contained the smell of illness. Mousefur's hole sounds got three times louder, Cloudtail was in a hole that magically became deeper, Brambleclaw's hole now showed hacks of Sonic 2 where you would die no matter what, and Sorrelpaw's traps all broke, making them harder to fix. What is with Cloudtail's hole?

6 hours into challenge...

"HELP!" Graystripe yowled. He was out. Firestar did the same two minutes later. Six cats remain.

7.5 hours...

The walls of Cloudtail's hole rotated until they were covered with the words 'SHADOW WAS HERE, YOU BIG WUSS!'. Cloudtail screamed, but Jayfeather was the only cat who called for help. Five cats remain.

8.2 hours....

Thornpaw was now laying ontop of many elves' spiky hats. They really hurt. Brambleclaw was twitching like crazy. Mousefur's hole got even more voices that complained even louder. Sorrelpaw was attempting to fix her traps, but failed. As it turns out, it was really Cloudtail that called for help after all, so Jayfeather really was still in. Jayfeather realized this wasn't so bad since he couldn't see. Brambleclaw went out. Four cats.

8.3 hours...

Mousefur went out. She couldn't take it, or she would go deaf.

12 hours...

Jayfeather moaned that he was hungry. Sorrelpaw began eating the traps instead of fixing them. Thornpaw began running on the elves, which really hurts your paws.

18 hours...

Dirtplace camera...

Chris "This is turning to be boring. And I has good grammer as well." Then he turned around. "Why are the leaves rustling? And seriously, what is with the smell of deadly chocolate cake?" An evil laugh responded, but nothing else happened.

21 hours...

Jayfeather fell asleep. Mr. Fluffy Pillows was sneaking around somewhere again. Sorrelpaw and Thornpaw finally called for help.

"Wake up!" Chris told Jayfeather. "You won."

"Give the brownies to..." Jayfeather murmured before passing out.

ELIMINATION! No, we're not singing to the melody of Thriller, why do you ask?

Seven cats. Six mice. We changed it to mice because we were bored.

"Seven cats, six mice," Chris commented.

"Give them to Thornpaw," Jayfeather gasped as he regained consciousness. Then he fell asleep.

"Thornpaw gets the brownies," Chris announced. "Firestar, Graystripe, Cloudtail, Bramblepaw. You all get mice. Now, who gets the last mouse?"

Dovepaw grinned and handed him a card...

In order to make you wait, I will not announce this round's loser until next chapter. I will continue doing this until I reach chapter 18, when there will only be 2 cats left. Then I will announce the losers in the chapter they lose again as I have been. See, I have a poll.....