Present 20: TYLER

"Truly Ezekiel is more of an enigma then first realized." Harold said sagely before grinning broadly at the still cursing punk. "Though you have to admit that was pretty funny." Tyler who was next to the injured teen snickered.

"After what Duncan did to him he's lucky Zeke didn't write it in all 8 languages." Tyler muttered before slapping Harold's shoulder in his mirth. "Ow!" Harold yelled as Tyler grinned back sheepishly. "Whoops sorry dude."

Confessional Can

Harold-JOCKS! GOSH! Still jock or not Tyler's a good guy, just a little athletically challenged.

Tyler-Yeah Harold's a guy you want on your team no doubt. Sure the dude might not look like much, but that guy's got skills. I mean he's like this super secret weapon! Oooh look! I'm weak, and got health problems! Easy game for my rivals! And then BOOM! Air out on the clothesline!

The camera is static for several seconds before showing an annoyed Duncan.

Duncan-Oh real clever Homeschool reeeaaaal clever. Next time you mind writing the important stuff in ENGLISH?! They don't have Balgo Slaves…Alto Lavi….D****T! How did Private Lazy pronounce that again?!! Anyway they don't have that in prison! Or at least I don't think they do!

Noah- It's called Balto-Slavic. Simply put…languages spoken mostly in Eastern Europe. (smirks) Excellent work Ezekiel. Excellent work.

Lindsay-My Head hurts. I thought school lessons were over! At least until after Santa comes of course. I mean Santa delivers good stuff like makeup and spa treatments…NOT homework. Or maybe he does that for the bad kids…

Since Courtney refused to continue the meeting without her ogre present, some of the other ex-campers took the opportunity to use the facilities while the rest revisited the food table. The few remaining slices of semi warm pizza as well as other food items quickly vanished under the onslaught of hungry teens.

Courtney at first waited patiently as the large group ate, socialized and repeatedly left and returned to the Rec room. However as the minutes passed she was starting to become impatient. With an annoyed huff she finally left the room.

Once outside, the CIT rubbed her arms for warmth as she walked towards the Confessional Can. Fixing the teens gathered outside with a pointed glare she pointed a firm tanned finger at the house.

Ignoring the dirty glares and the rolling of eyes, the counselor in training continued to make her way to the outhouse where the curses and death threats of the occupant could easily be heard from outside.

Confessional Can

Duncan-So Farm Boy I'll be expecting another one of your notes with the entire thing in ENGLISH this time got it!

The door to the Confessional Can abruptly opens catching part of the snow covered scenery before swinging back to reveal the backside of the CIT with her hands placed on her hips in annoyance.

Duncan-Prin-cess.

Courtney-Meeting now…Venting later.

Without a word more the tanned skinned female flung a hand out and proceeded to drag the delinquent off of the toilet.

Duncan-Gah! Courtney cut it out! Hey!

The camera catches part of the punk being dragged away by the annoyed female before the door slams shut leaving the camera to focus on the empty toilet seat.

As Courtney continued to drag the protesting punk back inside the house, Geoff grinned at the pair before turning his attention back onto the postal worker. "Here you go bra." Geoff commented cheerfully exchanging the clipboard for the package.

Whistling Jingle Bells, the party animal made his way back to the Rec room where the other teenagers were engaged in different activities. Gwen was drawing a picture of a ninja on Harold's cast much to his enjoyment, Bridgette was talking to LeShawna over various details of the dance and Lindsay was showing off her latest shade of nail polish Christmas Green Dream to Katie and Beth.

The taller BFFL nodded in approval of the bright shade, but unlike Beth, it was clear her heart was not in it. Several times the sweet girl sighed and stared at the Rec room entrance willing for Sadie's return.

Katie's sigh turned to a gasp as Geoff walked back in carrying a brown box decorated with tiny green trees. In a flash the pink clad girl dashed over. "Oh please oh please oh please! Please tell me that one's Sadie's!"

The eager yet desperate cry had caught everyone's attention, especially when they noticed the package the party animal held. Geoff looked from Katie's watery eyes, to the rest of the teenagers particularly Gwen, Tyler and Lindsay.

"Ummm.." Geoff paused as he flipped the box around and glanced at the name on the label. Offering an apologetic smile to Katie, he turned his attention to the gathered trio. "Tyler Dude! Heads Up!" With that warning, the package went soaring across the room.

Lindsay squealed happily and threw her arms around Tyler in excitement while the jock grinned and prepared to catch the flying box. However in true Tyler fashion not only was his aim badly off, but the box also managed to clobber both him and Lindsay knocking both unconscious in the process.

Confessional Can

Duncan is doubled over laughing uncontrollably in front of the camera before it briefly turns to static. When the picture is back Courtney is sitting there.

Courtney-Put the non talented wannabee jock with stereotypical dumb blonde and you have an accident waiting to happen, which of course JUST DID happen. I mean what are the odds! Hello, it's not even a heavy box! Even HAROLD with his stupid broken hand could catch it!

More static reveals Duncan is still laughing. Screen flips over to show the wincing ladies' man.

Cody-Tough luck there bra! At least Courtney can't complain anymore about you being here since you just got your package.

Katie-This is so unfair! Why did that package have to be Tyler's? Why oh why couldn't it have been Sadie's instead?!! SADIE!!!!! I MISS YOU!!!!

As Katie continues to wail to the Confessional Can, inside Tyler was starting to wake up. Almost immediately the box is thrust in front of him by the tanned CIT. "Good you're up. Now if you don't mind open the stupid thing already!"

Two plates. One foor the person I met on the island and the other to share with friends and family eh.

At first I was gonna do a chicken, bot I remembered it was a fear of yours that you still need to beat so I switched it eh. And mimes are that sadist's fear. In case that…..uses that card yeet aegin.

Happy Holidays, Tyler

Ezekiel

The gingerbread man had a dodge ball gripped in each of its hands. Like the others before, the cookie cutter held an obvious resemblance to its recipient. Tyler stared at the small gift marveling in the detail with a happy, but slightly downcast expression on his face.

"Alright spill." Gwen said causing the jock to grip his cookie cutter tightly. "That B****d Chris filled the boat with crates full of….CHICKENS! " Tyler growled out clutching the gift even tighter. "And take a guess just who tried to help me get off that boat."

The Boat of Losers had been at Playa des Losers for almost an hour, but other then the odd sight of crate after crate of chickens being carried into the lobby by the hotel staff, no one else had entered the building.

Ezekiel sighed as he looked at the other teens. Eva was busy with her weights as usual and Justin and Noah were preoccupied trying to calm down the near schizophrenic Katie caused of course by her sudden separation from Sadie.

It had been early in the morning on her first day when the sweet girl jumped off the dock and tried to vainly swim to her friend's side. Had Marabelle not run into the pool area when she did Katie would have been shark food.

The other teens might not have been able to understand Marabelle, but they did understand Ezekiel's rushed words as he ran towards the dock. Due to his lack of outdoor exercise, both Eva and Justin easily overtook him and dove into the water first.

Thanks to Justin's stunning visage distracting the sharks, Eva was able to grab the struggling girl and swim to shore. Ezekiel reached a hand down to help assist the strong woman only to have his hand harshly slapped away.

Ezekiel sighed again from the memory and forced a smile on his face as he tried once again to talk to the gathered group. "So who do you think it is eh?" When he was once again ignored, the farm boy's false enthusiasm promptly died away and he sighed again. "Never mind eh."

With another sigh, Ezekiel left the lobby and headed unnoticed to the dock. Even in the darkness he could make out the huddled form in the back of the boat. The prairie raised teen boarded the boat and approached the trembling form with a worried expression on his face. "You ookay eh?"

The ride to wherever he was going seemed to last for an eternity made much worse thanks to being stuck on a boat with his deepest fear. Tyler had curled up as tight as he could his hands firmly covering his ears in an attempt to drown out the sound of the demon poultry.

"You ookay eh?" The sound of a compassionate voice somehow overpowered the bawks of the caged chicken. "Chi…Chi…GET ME AWAY FROM THEM!" Tyler hollered the fear evident in his voice.

Feeling the hand on his shoulder, the jock grabbed it and held onto it like a life line as the person slowly helped navigate him off of the boat. "Almoost to the front of the boat…Ookay there's a step there so take it easy eh…Nother step…ookay take it easy…Doon't woory I've goot you eh!

The guiding yet calm voice was slowly starting to ease some of his anxiety, especially when he felt the firm surface under his feet. Tyler breathed deeply as he slowly opened his eyes to look at his rescuer.

Ezekiel smiled back at the jock, but it disappeared when he noticed the look of horrified shock on Tyler's face. "Tyler? You ook-" The homeschooler's question was abruptly cut off when the jock let out a terrified scream to his great confusion.

Seconds later Ezekiel let out a yell of his own when the jock tackled him into the water screaming out "DIE CHICKEN LORD DIE!"

"Die Chicken Lord Die?" Courtney commented incredulously while Tyler scowled. "It was the light! And those demon poultry!" The jock practically snarled when he heard Courtney start to giggle.

"You try being in a vat of green jello all the way to Playa des Losers and see how well you take it!" Tyler snapped causing the CIT to stop giggling and reel back slightly from the mention of her phobia.

"Well great. This is just great. We now know that TYLER mistook Mr. Sexist for a Giant Chicken, and that he knows 8 languages, can apparently metal craft and he has Home Ec teachers for parents, but we're missing the point. Why did Mr. Sexist send us those packages?!"

"Must I be the brains behind everything?" Noah drawled bringing all attention to him. "Did any of you write back to Ezekiel?" Slowly but surely almost everyone had raised their hands. Noah nodded. "And did you bring those "returned" letters with you?"

Exchanging surprised looks, one by one the returned mail is brought forward to Noah who carefully studied each one. Finally the bookworm smirked. Courtney pounced. "Well what did you find out?"

"None of the addresses match." Ignoring the gasps of surprise, Noah continued. "It means that there's a dual meaning to the gifts. Ezekiel thanked everyone for the time he spent with us, but it's clear that none of us were intended to reply back. Hence the duality. The presents are both a thank you and a goodbye.

I'm natureboy3 from oregon and my favorite characters are izzy and ezekiel
and I want an internal frame backpack for christmas.

Imagi's Ramblings: Yay!!! 3 campers left! :) And the truth behind Zeke's presents are now revealed. Coming up will be the next camper, more questions and more answers solved.

And as I keep mentioning I still have more surprises in store. :)

Thanks to my readers and my reviewers! :)

Imagi