Tenth Campfire Ceremony
Madison frowned at the slop Chef put on her plate. "Can't Ah have a steak or sumpin'?"
"I serve," Chef said. "You eat."
Madison sighed and took her seat next to Rufus. He was just pushing his slop around. "Not hungry?" he asked.
"Starved," Madison said. "But Ah'd like sumpin' that won't make me toss mah stomach."
Rufus smirked at her and she blushed a bit, unable to meet his eyes.
"You don't think there's anything between them?" Alex asked Todd. "Do you?"
Todd looked at them. "I seriously wouldn't be surprised at this point," he said.
"Rufus!" Gail said taking the seat on the opposite side of him and shooting Madison a look. She wrapped herself around his arm and smiled up at him her prize-worthy smile. "We did awesome as partners, don't you think. If it had been you and me in that kissing contest, I wouldn't have hesitated. In fact, by now we'd probably be doing a whole lot more."
Madison groaned and allowed her face to fall to the table, not bothering to move her slop so she landed face first in it.
Confession Cam:
(Rufus) "They all fall for me eventually… now I can dump Madison and hook up with a real girl…" He smiles widely, but it slowly fades. "Damn that cowgirl. I'd rather stick with Miss Hick than hook up with Gail."
(Alex) "I ought to vote her off just for flirting with him…" he sighs. "But I can't."
(Madison) "Ah'm starting to git really annoyed with Gail. Ah almost want to vote for her… Ah'll see who Rufus is voting for."
(Brooke) "Not my best challenge…" She looks down. "That high ropes course was pretty bad. But, at least we won again and Todd is safe again."
(Phoebe) "You know, he's not half bad, that little one."
(Zak) "Zak and Phoebe… Phoebe and Zak. Or maybe we'd have a celeb name, like Zakbe, or Phoebak… Well, I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I? I don't even know if that was all acting or if it was real."
Bex sniffed the red liquid in the glass that Jamie handed to her. "Is this wine?"
"What romantic dinner is complete without a good wine?" Jamie asked.
"You better not try to get me drunk," Bex said taking a sip.
"I'm actually using most of it to cook with," Jamie said. "So, don't worry."
Bex giggled and leaned back on her arms and watched Jamie cook. He was so concentrated, yet relaxed and care free. It was something he was good at, something he loved. "You know, since you've gotten over your withdrawal, you've gotten a lot better at challenges," Bex said.
Jamie smiled at her. "Yeah… I don't know how long that's going to last."
"Ever think about staying clean?" Bex asked. "I mean, you're still young. Addiction can't be too bad."
Confession Cam:
(Bex) "It's rather obvious who needs to go."
(Rufus) "Well, of the two that I need gone… aside from Bex because that would be a wasted vote… Todd has immunity, so I'm voting for Alex. It's difficult to manipulate him, plus, I have what I need now. Madison and Jamie, I've got them, and it looks like Gail a bit, but probably only to get under Alex's skin."
(Todd) "We need to get rid of Rufus. I don't trust him. Never did."
(Jamie) "In the hopes that I won't be going home, I'm saying that Alex is likely to get the most votes."
The Toucan's had been sitting around the campfire for several minutes, annoyed that Chris was increasingly late. Suddenly, a low flying helicopter was heard and they all looked up.
"About time he got here," Jamie mumbled.
From the camp area, a large rock flew at the chopper and knocked off the tail and they watched it spiral down. Listening carefully, they could hear the Iguanas cheering and congratulating Walter. Chris walked up from the Dock of Shame, carrying his plate of marshmallows.
"Wait, weren't you in the helicopter that was just shot down?" Gail asked.
"Oh, no, that was a search party for a lost yacht of a billionaire heiress," Chris informed them. "Anyway, I have six marshmallows on my plate, but seven of you sit before me. If you do not receive a marshmallow, you must immediately walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave Camp Wawanakwa 2 forever. The first marshmallow goes to… Todd."
Todd walked forward and received his marshmallow.
"Bex."
"Yeah, baby!" Bex took hers and spun it on her finger.
"Gail and Madison, you're both safe," Chris said.
Madison and Gail, sitting on either side of Rufus, stood up, narrowed eyes at one another, then stepped forward.
"Jamie," Chris said.
Jamie released a large sigh, then took his marshmallow, standing next to Jamie.
"Two of you sit before me, but only one of you will receive a marshmallow," Chris said. "Alex, you've not been doing too hot lately, and you lost not one, but two of your challenges today. Rufus, you're actually on a roll… but a lot of the campers don't like you. However, today, skill won out over personal feelings, so Rufus, you get this marshmallows."
Alex looked down. Then he looked at the Toucans. "Have fun with him. See you when you all get voted off." Alex saluted, then turned and walked away.
"Good riddance," Gail yelled at him. "Why don't you go flirt with some dim-witted blonde bimbo!"
She turned and huffed away. She returned a second later and grabbed Rufus's wrist and began to drag him with.
"Where are ya'll taking him?" Madison asked, catching up with Gail. The rest of the Toucans shrugged and followed.
"You guys see that?" Phoebe asked, dancing despite the lack of music. "Walter's giant slingshot worked. Took Chris right out of the sky."
"Actually, he wasn't in that?" Todd said.
Gail, after another eye war with Madison, walked to her tent.
"Wait, if that wasn't Chris, who was it?" Walter asked.
"He said a search party for a yacht," Bex said. "Don't know how trust-worthy that is."
"Oh, no!" Gail's voice sounded and she crawled out of her tent.
"What is it?" Genevieve asked.
"It's a song," Gail said. She had a piece of paper in her hand. "But Alex… for me." She made a pout. "He wanted to apologize and I… I… I didn't even give him a chance…" She burst out into tears and ran toward the Dock of Shame. The Boat of Losers was nowhere in sight any more.
