Chapter 9: Too Many Cooks

In the morning, while Harold went to take a shower, Duncan talked to the other Bass guys. "I think Harold needs to be taught a lesson about leaving his drawers around. Who's with me?" They all high-fived each other. "Okay, here's the plan..."

Later, Chris had all the campers come to the beach. "Today's challenge will test your minds, your teamwork, and your skills in the kitchen", he said. "You'll be cooking a three course meal and serving it to me for tasting. The winners get a reward, the losers will send somebody home. Each team will appoint a head chef to create the theme of the meal and oversee the cooking. To cook, you'll need ingredients. Every morning a truck brings us food. Today's task starts there." A truck backed up out of the lake and onto the beach. The campers opened the truck and went in to get food. "We can do a killer Italian theme!", Geoff said. "Hello, head chef!", Duncan said. "Seriously? Then lets get grabbin'!" "Head chef, called it!", Heather said. "Okay, let's all do our best."

Confession Cam: Heather
"Now that I've lost Beth, I'm thinking about the advice Katie gave me. Maybe I do need to be a little nicer. I can't risk losing her and Lindsay, that's for sure, the others hate me already. So... Just gonna try. If all goes well, I can still get rid of them once we're in the finals."

"Okay, I'm thinking a Hawaiian theme", Heather said. "We'll need oranges, pineapples, macadamia nuts, molasses, tomatoes, and some kind of meat. Hmm... I think ribs will work." The Gophers got their food and went to the kitchen, where the Killer Bass were already setting up. "Okay", Geoff said, "we've got three courses and six people. So, everybody partner up. "I know how to make pasta sauce", DJ said. "Cool, you and me will cook the pasta." "Me and Sadie can rock the antipasto", Harold said. "I'm like a blackbelt when it comes to cutting cheese." Everyone laughed, then Duncan smiled at Courtney. "I guess that leaves you and me on dessert detail." "Oh no, no way!" "Come on, Courtney", Geoff said, "For the team!"

Confession Cam: Courtney
"Duncan and me? Right, as if. I'm so sure. Not in a million years! He's totally unmotivated, he never washes his hands, he's so obnoxious, people like that are so annoying! I mean honestly, who does that? And don't even get me started on his hair..."

After sneaking off to steal some of Harold's underwear, Geoff came back to the kitchen and gave DJ a signal. DJ got a bucket of water from the sink and 'accidentally' spilled it on Harold. "Oh, sorry bro!", he said. "Better go change, dude", Geoff said. Harold walked away and Geoff laughed. Meanwhile, the Gophers were having some trouble. "Leshawna, Beth, you guys are on pineapple skewers and mango dip", Heather said. "Girl, let me handle the appetizers instead, I have a better idea", Leshawna said. "Yeah, well I'm head chef, and what I say goes. Got it?" Leshawna and Heather glared at each other for a minute. "Just get to work."

Confession Cam: Heather
"Yeah, being nice is harder than I thought. I'm really not used to it..."

Courtney and Duncan were preparing the dessert. "Careful your big paws don't smash the pastry", Courtney said. "Careful your uptight butt doesn't curdle the custard", he replied. "Oh, ha ha... Aaah!" Courtney and Sadie shrieked as Harold walked in wearing a speedo. "Okay, who took all my shorts?" Geoff, DJ and Duncan laughed. In the other part of the kitchen, Heather walked up to Beth and examined her pineapple slices. "These slices are totally uneven. Switch places with Leshawna." "They look fine to me", Leshawna said. "Um, hello, I didn't get to be head chef because of poor presentation!" "No, you got to be head chef because you called it! And who do you think you're fooling with this crispy white apron power trip you're on?" "Are you gonna be a team player or not?" "I'm a team player, alright, but I'm also allergic to pineapples!" "Just get slicing, please!" She did so, but soon got covered in sores. "Yo, what do you suggest I do about this?" "I suggest you scratch after we win. We can do this, come on!" Gwen, Lindsay and Katie held Leshawna back to stop her from beating Heather up.

Geoff walked up to Harold, snickering. "Dude, you gotta put some clothes on. It's unsanitary to cook in something that... small!" "So gimme back my pants then!" "Harold's right, guys", Duncan said. "If you go to the cabin you'll find a clean pair of underwear and shorts waiting." When he got there, he learned the underwear was coated with hot sauce. He ran into the lake to cool his burning 'biscuits.'

Heather walked up to Lindsay, who was staring at a cake. "What's wrong?" "We used all the flambe starter but it won't flambe." "Nothing happened when you lit it?" "Oohhh..." Heather sighed and pulled out a lighter. "Pay attention, girls. This is how you flambe." She lit the cake and it exploded, burning her eyebrows off. "Katie, go get my makeup bag from the cabin! NOW!" Leshawna tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me, I need a bathroom break." "Yeah, well I need new eyebrows, but we don't always get what we want, do we? Ugh, it's like I'm on a team of losers!"

Harold came back to the kitchen in his pajamas. "Nice jammies", Duncan said. "This is all I've got left. So if you sickos wanna see me butt naked, hit me with your best shot." "Well stop leaving your boxers all over the cabin and we'll back off!" "I told you, it wasn't me!" "Well, I tried..." "Hey guys, I made some sandwiches", Geoff said. "We can chow down while we work." Harold took one and started eating. After one bite he stopped and pulled a pair of underwear out of it. "Gross!" "We'll return all your shorts when you admit your guilt, dude." Harold sighed and Duncan went back to making dessert, squirting custard into pastry tubes. "You're such a slob", Courtney told him. "They all have to have the same amount of custard!" "Oh relax, they're fine. You know, you'd be a lot more fun without that pole up your butt." Courtney stepped back in shock. "What? I'm like the most easygoing person I know!" "Oh yeah, you're totally laid back." Duncan smirked and squirted some custard onto her hair, and she responded by dropping a bowl of it on his head. She giggled and wiped some of it off his face, then licked her finger.

Confession Cam: Duncan
"Man, that girl creases me. I dig that in a chick."

When Katie got back with Heather's makeup, Leshawna snatched it out of her hand and threw it in the freezer. Heather ran after it, and Leshawna slammed the door. "Hey! You can't do this, I'm head chef! I will destroy you!" She started pounding on the door, while the rest of her time finished cooking. Then it was time to serve Chris the meals. The Killer Bass were up first. He finished the appetizer and gave a thumbs up. "Your antipasto passed the testo! Pass the pasta, please!" They passed it to him and he took a bite. "On a scale of one to ten... fifteen. How will the Gophers respond?" Trent and Cody carried out the tray of ribs. He took one and ate it. "You know, I've had worse, but the Bass still lead fifteen to eleven. Time for dessert." He ate one of the Bass pastries and tried to eat the flambe, but it collapsed into a pile of ash. "What the heck is this?" "It's Heather's recipe", Lindsay said. Katie gasped. "Oh my gosh, she's still in the fridge!" She ran to get her. "Fridge?" "The girl was makin' everyone trip", Leshawna said. "I hear that." She came out, blue and shaking. "Okay... I-I-I think I learned my l-lesson. I-is it over?" "It is. The Killer Bass win!" "Great! That's just great! Why do we keep losing, people?" She walked over to the table. "And what is this?" "I brought it back as a souvenir, you know, from the other island", Beth said. Chris stood up. "You mean BONY Island? The deadliest island in Muskoka? The one I specifically said not to take anything from or you'll be cursed?" "Yeah... I didn't know, I'll put it back!" She ran off to the beach. "Okay", Chris said, "as promised, the Killer Bass receive a reward tonight. A five star dinner under the stars." The Killer Bass cheered and Duncan hugged Courtney. She laughed. "Put me down! No, seriously, put me down."

Confession Cam: Heather
"Okay, no more miss mean girl. I'm gonna be nicer now so that mishaps like the one from today don't happen again. Katie better really know how to help me, or she's out of here. For now, though, Beth will be leaving. No more curse, and everything should go better."

"I've got eight Gophers sitting in front of me tonight, but only seven bits of fluffy safety in my hand", Chris said. He picked up the tray of marshmallows. "So, good luck. When I call your name, come up and get your marshmallow. Leshawna, Cody, Gwen, Trent, Lindsay, Katie. Heather, Beth, it's down to you. Whoever doesn't get this last marshmallow must immediately walk the dock of shame and leave on the boat of losers. Forever. The final marshmallow goes to... Heather." Beth walked away mopily. "That's it for tonight. And, you might wanna burn some sage to get rid of any lingering curse vibes." "Cool, will Chef give us some sage?" "Nope. So... good luck with that."