AN: Hey, guys, DarkShockBro here! I'm shocked I'm continuing with all these quick updates, but the story hasn't really gotten too out of the ordinary yet. When more strategic moves take place, then the story will start to become different and more difficult to write for. But, as it stands, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Late at night, the redhead and the Hispanic girl stood on the Dock of Shame under a full moon and a sky full of stars.

Spider was the first to speak. "Last time on Total Drama Letterama, we began the season on a high note. We were introduced to twenty-five out of the twenty-six campers. VayVay would have joined them, but she hasn't arrived due to… hipple related reasons. Yeah, that's it."

Quana then said, "Friendships and conflicts were born. Winnie and Yannis quickly became friends, yet Paul and Quarla failed to start off on the right foot. Even so, I doubt any of the contestants are as bad as Kasimar and Nakia… oh, sorry. As hosts, we're supposed to be as unbiased as possible."

The redhead shrugged. "True, but if you don't mind me saying, Rheneas kicking Kasimar off the cliff was pretty satisfying. Additionally, Winnie's kind and charitable nature was pretty nice too. But anyway, the first challenge was a free-for-all without teams: an Easter egg hunt, to be precise."

The Hispanic girl added, "It's ironic how that was Vinnie's idea, huh? I mean, we all know what happened the last time he went on an Easter egg hunt, right?"

Spider shivered. "Yeah… ouch. Wait, do our viewers know about this?"

Quana shrugged. "It just ended badly, period."

The redhead returned the shrug. "Fair enough. But anyway, the campers either split into teams or went on their own. There was no penalty for coming in last, so this challenge was kind of like a tutorial."

The Hispanic girl rolled her eyes. "Though Wallace made the challenge harder with his little 'inventions' like the robotic bunnies. Still, at least no one got hurt too much. Anyway, all of the campers managed to complete the challenge, but rather than getting put into teams like they expected, they were instead given bunking arrangements for the night. And while this made some campers happy… others were a bit more peeved."

Spider nodded. "Still, they'll probably sleep in a different building tonight depending on how well their teams do in the challenge. So, what will the team arrangements be? Who will win the first challenge? And who will be the first boot?"

Quana grinned. "Find out tonight on Total Drama Letterama!"

Alice, Eddie, Jill, Max, Paul, Rheneas, Sasha, and Winnie stood in the foyer of the very roomy and luxurious looking Champions' Cabin, and they all looked rather impressed.

Paul was the first to speak. "Nice! This place looks really clean!"

After the germophobe pocketed his air freshener, Sasha chirped, "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the games room!"

Max then added, "Me too! Oh man, I hope they have Space Invaders!"

After the two ran off to the room of games, Alice rolled her eyes and declared, "Video games serve no purpose in our economy. In fact, they're kind of useless. Well, I'm going to bed now. Don't bother me."

After the overachiever locked the door, Paul added, "I'm crashing for the night too… I just hope the beds have been steam-pressed to get rid of the germies!"

After Eddie slightly rolled his eyes, he added, "I suppose I might as well turn in for the night as well. It is rather late."

Subsequently, Winnie asked, "Hey, anyone wanna play a cute kitty card game?"

Jill yawned. "Too tired. Later."

Winnie pouted, but recovered quickly and said, "Yeah, I need a cat nap as well."

With that, Rheneas was on his own. After standing in silence for a moment or two, he noticed a vending machine, approached it, and gave a nice smirk before saying, "Twenty-five cents for a soda, huh? Yeah, screw that, I'm gettin' it for free!"

Then, he put his hand in the machine.

(Confessional: Man, you're stupid…)

Sasha: (giggles) "I could get used to staying here! They have games for almost every console ever produced! It's amazing!"

Paul: Yeah, I like it here. It's nice and clean."

The gamer girl wasted no time rushing up to an arcade machine of Donkey Kong and playing the classic. After a few seconds, she started to sing, "~I've gotta stay high, all the time!~"

She then giggled and continued, "This is so awesome! I haven't played this in forever!"

A few seconds later, the uber-nerd entered the room and walked up to an arcade machine of Gauntlet. Then, he started laughing nasally. "Wizard… needs… food… badly!"

Sasha chuckled. "Good one. I always liked Gauntlet. Dark Legacy was my favorite 'cause of the Dream Realm."

Max nodded. "Fair enough, but my favorite is Sky Realm. Still, nothing wrong with the classics."

The gamer girl returned the nod. "I agree. Pong and Tetris are extremely addicting in spite of their simplicity. And hey, I've got about three hundred games in my collection!"

The uber-nerd cocked his head. "Do you play D&D?"

Sasha smirked. "I'm a gamer girl, not a gamer geek."

Max shrugged. "Eh, you'll learn. And for what it's worth, the D&D movie totally sucked."

The gamer girl shuddered. "Yeah, but the Garbage Pail Kids movie physically hurt me while I watched it. I'm just glad they never made a game based on it."

The uber-nerd nodded. "Yeesh, I'll say."

Sasha then cocked her head. "So, changing the subject, why do you wear 3D glasses in the first place?"

Max grinned. "Why not? Everything is better in 3D: movies, games, eating, sleeping, watching a guy currently watching a 3D mov-"

The gamer girl interrupted him. "Wait, what? That last one makes no sense…"

The uber-nerd gave another nasally laugh. "Sense is overrated!"

(Confessional: And he's back on the market, ladies!)

Max: (in response) "Hey! I get lots of girls, thank you very much." (to the camera) "Oh, sorry. But seriously, if more people ignored their common sense, the world would be much better off, and we'd have so many more technological advances!"

Sasha: (in euphoria) "Wow, that game room was like heaven! So many games… it's just a shame my home country India isn't in the game market that much…"

Paul entered one of the very nice bedrooms, but instead of praising how epic it looked, his eyes instead focused on a very small stain on one of the windows. This caused him to scream, take out some cleaning spray and a cloth, and start vigorously cleaning it until he was 110% certain that the stain had vanished.

Then, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ah, that's much better."

However, his time of relaxation didn't last long, as he quickly added, "But if one stain can get in… who's to say there isn't an ambush of germs waiting for me?!"

With those thoughts consuming the germophobe, he nervously took out another cleaning spray bottle and sprayed it around the room.

A few seconds later, Eddie walked into the room and cocked his head. "Um… are you alright? You do know the germs are not going to hurt you, right?"

Paul then took on the tone of a conspiracy theorist and said, "That's what they all say… before the germies get them!"

The detective looked unconvinced. "Uh huh. You're Paul, yes? If I may ask, if you have such an intense fear of germs, why did you audition for this show in the first place?"

The germophobe looked up from under the bed. "To cure my germophobia, pretty much."

Eddie scratched his head. "This is a bit of an extreme way to do that, don't you think?"

Paul sighed. "Yeah… but I just want it gone. And hopefully these cleaning 'episodes' don't happen too much anymore. So, what do you think of the others, Eddie?"

The detective leaned up against the wall. "Some of them seem rather kooky, and Gordon and Lankston aren't exactly the more pleasant people I've ever met, but on the whole, they seem nice. And knowing Sasha definitely makes things a bit easier."

After pondering for a moment, Eddie added, "You know, I wonder what stopped VayVay from arriving today? I think I remember our two hosts saying her label was 'The Philosophical Hippie.' Rather odd, but still, I would have liked to meet her."

The germophobe nodded. "I hope she's alright."

Then, he took out some pine scented air fresheners and hung them around the room. When he was done, he gave a satisfied smile and proclaimed, "Ah, Pine. The king of all air freshener scents!"

Eddie raised his eyebrow. "How in the name of Jove did you manage to cram all of those cleaning supplies in your pockets?"

Paul shrugged. "I have deep pockets, man. And a whole duffle bag full of cleaning supplies too."

(Confessional: This is what we in da biz like to call 'Crazy Prepared.' As in, you've gotta be crazy to prepare all of this bullsh-)

Eddie: "Paul is rather strange, but I do feel bad for him due to his very clear germophobia. As a detective, I must find out more about this predicament. So, as for now, I am on the case!"

Paul: (spraying deodorant around the outhouse) "It's too dirty in here! Ick!"

The pyromaniac, as expected, had his arm stuck in the vending machine, and even after calling for help multiple times, no one came to his aid. A few seconds later, he sighed. "Wow, that was stupid of me. Well, guess I've gotta sleep on the floor for tonight."

Fortunately, at that moment, he heard a knock on the door. In response, Rheneas yelled, "Come in, please!"

With that, the door opened to reveal a rather nervous Tabitha. In response, the pyromaniac cocked his head with concern and asked, "Are you alright?"

The former chessmistress took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I'm fine, don't worry abo- why is your arm in the vending machine?"

Rheneas replied, "I was trying to get a free soda."

Tabitha sighed and rolled her eyes. "You're stuck, aren't you?"

The pyromaniac nervously chuckled. "N-No, don't worry, I'm just relaxing and… OK, yes, I'm stuck. I didn't think this through…"

The former chessmistress groaned. "Obviously. Have you let go of the soda?"

Rheneas nodded, causing Tabitha to sigh and say, "Fine, I guess I'll help you… i-if you want, of course!"

While the pyromaniac did raise an eyebrow at Tabitha's additional statement, he smiled and said, "That'd be nice."

With that, the former chessmistress got behind him and said, "Alright, on the count of three, I'm going to pull you out. One, two, three!"

Subsequently, Tabitha pulled Rheneas as hard as she could, and ultimately, this allowed the pyromaniac to escape from the clutches of the vending machine. Afterwards, Rheneas gave a sincere smile and said, "Thanks, Tabitha. You couldn't have come at a better time."

Then, Tabitha gulped and said, "Y-Yeah… I was told to collect the money from the vending machine, s-so I'll just do that…"

Rheneas then cocked his head. "Are you alright, Tabitha? You look uneasy…"

The former chessmistress quickly barked, "I'm fine!"

She then collected the money from the vending machine, got up when it was empty, and flatly replied, "Night."

After she exited with a defeated expression on her face, the pyromaniac noted, "Wow, Tabitha's so much different in person. I just hope she's OK…"

(Confessional: Apparently, idiocy is rewarded nowadays.)

Tabitha: (sighs and starts sniffling) "I… just don't know anymore. I can only hope Kim will still be my friend… after what I've done…"

Rheneas: Tabitha seemed a little on edge there. Can't say I blame her though, she isn't exactly well-liked after last season. Still, some of the things she said were… interesting.

In the Middle Place Cabin, Lankston, Fripp, Ulric, and Donny were all in the same room. Lankston and Donny were in the top bunks, and Fripp and Ulric were in the bottom bunks respectively.

The tough guy was the first to speak. "Can you guys believe we're really on Total Drama? It's just crazy. Still, I think that this is going to be a good season for us."

Fripp grinned. "I know! Winter is the best season ever! All the sun and flowers, it's just cool!"

Lankston's eyes widened as he muttered, "Wow, he actually used the right word for once. It's a miracle."

Then, Donny lay down on his bed and said, "As long as no one pokes fun at my height, then I'm sure we'll get along. Seriously, loads of people poke fun of my height back home. How dare they! I happen to be the town's boxing champion!"

The blockhead nodded. "Me too! My doctor says my boxes are like squares!"

Ulric facepalmed. "Unbelievable."

Lankston shook his head. "How I got stuck in the Middle Place cabin, I'll never know. I'm the smartest and best player. I need luxury and a good night's sleep, not a crappy bunk bed!"

Fripp gave his traditional stupid grin. "Ooh, it'll be just like a sleepover, Lanky!"

The condescending one shook his head in disbelief. "Didn't I tell you not to call me that?"

The short dude decided now would be a great time to chuckle and say, "Yeah, he's kinda short."

Lankston rolled his eyes. "Ooh, look who's talking. Now piss off."

Donny groaned while the tough guy laughed and added, "You kinda walked right into that one, man. But seriously, play nice, guys, I'd like to get some sleep tonight, OK?"

The blockhead spoke up. "Ooh! Can someone read me a bedtime story?"

The condescending one got angry. "What are you, six? Go to bed, you idiot!"

In response, Fripp pouted. "Lanky's got a temper… but he's my best friend! Yay!"

The short dude facepalmed.

(Confessional: Lanky Wanky!)

Lankston: (sighs) "Fripp is a pawn… a very annoying pawn."

Fripp: (with his tongue out) "Where do babies come from?"

Ulric: (sighs) "Hate to say this, but Fripp seems a few kibbles short of a bowl." (shrugs) "What? I've dealt with dogs before.

Imanda, Cherry, and Opal were all hanging around in the space between the bunks. Opal, as per usual, had a crazed expression on her face, yet the girl scout was the first to speak. "After tonight, I'll have earned my 'spend a night in a reality TV show cabin' badge!"

The tracksuited girl chuckled. "Wow, you've got so many badges, Imanda!"

Imanda smiled. "Thanks! But there isn't one for watching a marathon of Family Guy."

Cherry shrugged. "That's probably for the b-"

Out of nowhere, Opal yelled, "Sombreros!"

The girl scout jumped and then asked, "W-Why did you just yell that?"

The crazy Chinese girl responded, "For the thrill of the Vespa chase!"

The tracksuited girl smiled. "Ah, like those mopeds! I didn't know they were popular in Mexico!"

Opal shook her head violently. "No, no! Vespa means bee in Catalan, silly! Ha ha ha!"

Imanda scratched her head. "OK then. Say, Cherry, just out of curiosity, what would you do if you won the million?"

Cherry grinned. "Easy! I'll buy the biggest, fastest, and most awesome car in the world! It may even be enough for a Bugatti! That'd be awesome!"

The crazy Chinese girl started jumping around and twitching. "Bugs, bugs, bugs! Say, maybe tonight I'll have the pizza submarine dream again! That'd be so ookie!"

The tracksuited girl laughed. "That sounds crazy, Opal."

Then, the girl scout spoke up with her head cocked. "Say, does anyone know where Kim is? I haven't seen her for a little while."

The two shrugged in response, but fortunately, a few seconds later, the door opened to reveal the dangerous flirt in all her glory. With bags under her eyes and a fatigued expressed on her face. So, after closing the door behind her, she yawned, crawled up to a top bunk, and said, "Night, everyone. I need my beauty sleep, so could you guys just move over to the other side if you want to talk? Thanks."

Imanda scratched her head. "Do you really need to sleep now?"

With that, Kim looked down at them, yawned, and nodded before saying, "Trust me, I need a good night's sleep. I don't want to wake up irritable, trust me. And I sleep easy, so you don't need to worry too much. Just keep it down, OK?"

Cherry shrugged. "Eh, that's fine, I guess. But just out of curiosity, what were you doing that took you so long to get back here?"

The dangerous flirt yawned again. "Just a walk. I wanted to see more of the island, is all. It's not every day I get to be in touch with nature, you know."

The tracksuited girl nodded. "That's fair. Well, good night, Kim."

Kim stretched and responded, "Night, girls."

Then, she fell asleep rather quickly, and the other three soon followed her lead.

(Confessional: Hush now, quiet now… OK, who wrote this?!)

Cherry: "I like Opal. She's kind of kooky, but she's pretty funny too."

Imanda: (giggles) "I swear, Opal could win the 'laugh insanely' badge with ease."

Kim: (yawns) "Yeah, I get tired easily. I don't know why, I just do. It's nothing medical or anything, but at night, my body just kinda shuts down. And it's a good thing I can sleep easily, or else I wouldn't look nearly as sexy. Still, I can only hope none of these bitches are pranksters, because I will snap if someone wakes me up early." (groans)

In the Losers' Cabin, Bishop appeared to be in a less than chipper mood as he deals with the cold ground on his body with only a pillow and blanket to protect him. Then, after a few seconds, he growled, "Blankets and pillows?! Spider and Quana have a lot of nerve to do this to me!"

Zed shrugged. "It ain't that bad. It's kinda cozy in here."

The rich snob kept on the offensive. "That's because you're an easily satisfied hick! Money talks, and I don't hear any on you!"

The farmer scratched his head. "I reckon I've never heard a dollar speak before…"

Bishop shook his head. "It's a figure of speech, you peasant… how I got stuck in the same room as a hick, I'll never know. The rich and the poor should not mix!

Tyson then spoke up. "Chill, dude. You've only gotta be here for one night. It's all good."

After the rich snob groaned and gave up on talking, Gordon drank his twelfth beer of the night and slurred, "This is totally awessssome… beer issss sssso good…"

The guitarist raised his eyebrow. "...You drunk, dude?"

The drunkard hiccuped. "Just a little. ...I may get a hang over, but if you want a fight, I'll kick your ass!"

Yannis rolled his eyes, wrote something down in his notebook, and showed it to Zed.

The farmer then read, "He makes Bender looks sober?"

He then followed up by asking, "Who's Bender, partner? I only know of Bishop and Barney from this show."

The silent dude simply shook his head in amusement and went to sleep.

Zed then raised his eyebrow and said, "Err… alright. Ya could've explained that to me if you wanted t-"

The farmer was interrupted by Gordon giving a large drunken belch, and in response, Tyson plugged his nose and said, "You stink of booze, dude."

The drunkard hiccuped and slurred, "Yeah, you and what ar-"

With that, Gordon essentially passed out, and Tyson said, "Remember dudes, don't drink in excess. Or at all, really."

(Confessional: Morals? Seriously? This is T rated, for fu-)

Tyson: "Beer is gross, dude. I prefer cola."

Gordon: (slurring) "Heh, maybe I can score with a chick! That Sasha girl has a nice ass!"

Bishop: "When the teams are formed, Gordon and that hick better not be on my team, or I'll sue somebody! Ah, lawyers. Truly one of the best things money can buy."

The aggressive girl was laying down on the ground and seemed to be ready to go to bed before she shouted, "If anybody comes within three feet of me, I'll smash turns their skulls into broken bone bits!"

Helen rolled her eyes. "Please, violence is far too exciting. Come to think of it, so is that stench clogging up the room."

Nina, the source of the stank, burped, farted, and said, "I can't help it if I love mud!"

Xyly plugged her nose and said, "Xyly thinks you need a bath. You smell like rotting mutton!"

The messy girl laughed. "But I love being stinky! I used to love going to the local farm and rolling around in mud with the pigs!"

Quarla groaned. "That's disgusting, stupid, and you're hurting my nose. So take a bath already!"

Nina giggled. "Hold that thought!"

She then emitted a big, loud fart, causing Xyly to run away and say, "Xyly is not amused!"

The anti-fun girl rolled her eyes. "You are far too exciting."

Then, the messy girl took out some dirt, rubbed it in her hair, and chirped, "You worry too much! Dirt is fun!"

The aggressive girl growled, "Bitch…"

(Confessional: Gettin' down 'n dirty!)

Quarla: (sighs) "Believe me, I would have loved to hurt Nina, but something tells me she wouldn't get upset. It wouldn't be fun at all…" (smirks) "Now, that wimpy germophobe? That's another story altogether."

Xyly: (groans) "Next time Xyly will sleep outside."

The next day, the twenty-five contestants sat around the mess hall eating toast, bacon, eggs, sausages, and some sort of mint thing too.

Eddie was the first to speak after taking a nice bite of toast. "Ah, wonderful. Getting a great night's sleep and a wonderful breakfast like this… it is only fair to assume that I have high hopes for this season."

The gamer girl, who had finished breakfast a few minutes earlier, smiled without looking up from her DS and said, "Me too!"

Subsequently, the drunkard decided it would be a great idea to ruin the mood by clutching his head and slurring, "Ow, my head! I flippin' hate hangovers… they feel like an arrow to the knee."

The detective then grinned before Sasha stepped in and said, "Stop it, Eddie. You know I hate that joke."

(Confessional: I used to be an adventurer like you, but t- gah!)

Sasha: (groans) "Dang it, Eddie! The arrow to the knee joke will be the death of the internet!"

Helen: (rolls her eyes) "Hmph. Jokes are far too exciting."

Winnie was sitting by Yannis and drank some OJ before saying, "I love toast! I used to give some to my kitties every now and then. Boy, they liked the strangest stuff!"

Yannis nodded and then took a bite of some bacon.

At the other end of the table, Zed, after eating a sausage, said, "Sausage is a great breakfast meat. Back on the farm, I always had breakfast sausages every Wednesday."

Then, he put his utensils down and added, "I wonder what today's challenge will be?"

The cat lover then cocked her head and added, "Yeah, but more importantly, what will the teams be? I wanna be on Team Kitty Cat!"

The silent dude then wrote something and showed it to Winnie. Then, the cat lover said, "You'd like us to be on the same team? Hey, maybe we will be!"

At that moment, Paul arrived with his own plate of breakfast, sat down next to Winnie, and said, "Hey, guys."

Zed cocked his head. "You're kinda late, partner. What kept you?"

The germophobe shuddered. "I h-had to take three showers to get rid of the germs that gathered on me overnight!"

Before the farmer could respond, Quarla went up to Paul and slammed his face into his own breakfast before laughing and saying, "That's for being weak, loser!"

After the aggressive girl walked off, the farmer noted, "I kinda get the feeling Quarla ain't too fond of you."

Paul rolled his eyes and started to wipe himself with a sanitizer coated cloth before saying, "You don't say."

(Confessional: I say! Brilliant!)

Paul: "Yeah, unlike Lady Gaga, I don't wear my own food. ...Wait, where did that come from? Oh well…" (sighs)

Winnie: Quarla seems like a tiny, tiny, weeny little bit of a bully.

Alice: Quarla should be a valuable asset to the team which I end up leading.

A few minutes later, after all of the campers had finished their breakfast, Spider and Quana entered the mess hall. The redhead was the first to speak. "Good morning, everyone. Are you ready for your next challenge?"

Cherry grinned. "Bring it on!"

Spider smiled. "Enthusiasm! I like it. But, before we get to the challenge, it's time to decide who you will be working with up until the merge!"

With that, Quana went around the campers with another box of keys, and said, "We are going to be sorting you into three teams. I assume you all have your Easter eggs from yesterday, right?"

After everyone held up their eggs in response, Quana nodded and continued, "Very good. Now, I'm going to hand out keys to you all, and I want you to use them on your respective egg. The contents of your egg will decide what team you're on. And no switching eggs, because we will find out, and hey, you might be better off with the egg you're holding anyway."

After the Hispanic girl gave everyone their keys, the sick redhead said, "OK, everyone. Open your eggs, and let's get crackin'!"

A few groans were heard in response to that pun, including one from Kim, but the campers nonetheless opened their respective eggs and took the coin that resided in them.

Helen rolled her eyes. "Oh, good. A red coin with a fire symbol on it. That's f-"

Before she could finish, Rheneas said, "Lucky!", in response to his blue coin with a grey frowning cloud.

Then, Zed noted, "My coin's got a leaf on it!" in response to a bright green coin with a slightly darker green leaf on it.

With all of the eggs open, Spider announced, "OK, everybody who has a red coin, please stand to the left of the mess hall!"

Gordon, Helen, Paul, Quarla, Ulric, Winnie, Xyly, and Yannis all responded in return. A few seconds later, the sick redhead continued, "You guys will hereby be known as Team Savannah!"

Yannis gave a thumbs up in response, while Gordon scoffed and slurred, "That name sucks!"

Ignoring him, Quana instructed, "Everyone who got a green coin, please stand to the left of the mess hall."

Alice, Bishop, Cherry, Eddie, Kim, Opal, Sasha, and Zed walked up to their respective section, and then the Hispanic girl announced, "You eight, from this point onwards, will be known as Team Mongolia, after the Mongolian Jungle."

Sasha then turned to Eddie with a smile and said, "Looks like we're teammates."

After a quick inward growl by Kim, Bishop sighed and added, "Aw, crap! I'm on the team with the hick…"

Spider then concluded by saying, "And… everyone who got a blue coin, please go to the center of the mess hall."

Donny, Fripp, Imanda, Jill, Lankston, Max, Nina, and Rheneas gathered around that area, allowing the Quana to say, "You are, from now on, known as Team Everest."

The condescending one smirked and said, "That's fitting. After all, Everest is the tallest mountain, and we'll rise above the rest."

The sarcastic chick shrugged. "No complaints here. Our team is solid."

Suddenly, Tyson scratched his head and said, "What about me? Don't tell me I'm on a team of one… that'd be totally uncool."

Spider then looked at his gold coin with a marshmallow on it and smiled. "Actually, you just got yourself into the next episode, Tyson."

The guitarist's eyes widened. "Say what? Seriously?"

The sick redhead continued, "Because you have the golden coin, you are safe from elimination today. Additionally, you do not have to participate in the challenge today. However, by tomorrow, your immunity will be gone, and you will be on a team."

Tyson scratched his head. "Which team?"

Instead of a straight answer, Quana grinned and said, "And that brings us to today's challenge! If everyone would follow me and my little arachnid to the beach, we will explain the rules, OK?"

(Confessional: Teamie weemies! ...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-)

Tyson: (excited) "Totally awesome! I completely lucked out! What were the odds I'd get that coin?" (thinks for a moment) "Oh yeah, one in twenty five! Well, twenty five is my lucky number!"

Paul: (biting his lip) "So… Quarla's on my team, huh? ...Oh dear…"

Winnie: I like my team! Well… Gordon drinks all the time, Quarla's a little mean, and Helen is rather unadventurous, but still!"

Kim: "Alright, two problems. One, Eddie and Sasha know each other from outside the game, so they're already friendly with each other. This means I need to implement an outside force in order to seduce Eddie. Two, Quana's pet name for Spider. I swear, they're acting all lovey-dovey to spite me, and if I hear that pet name one more time, I'm not going to be happy. ...I seriously don't get why couples do that in the first place. I mean, love doesn't exist, so what's the point of demeaning your sex buddies?" (sighs) "Whatever. I'll just keep going and take advantage of whatever comes my way."

The three teams, with the exception of Tyson, stood around one of three bonfire circles that had been set up around the beach, and there were fire lighting tools scattered all around the sandy dunes too.

Then, Spider, who was standing with Tyson and Quana, announced, "OK, everyone! Time for your first team challenge! Now, if you are trapped on a deserted island with no way off, what do you do?"

Bishop rolled his eyes and said, "Call a helicopter."

Fripp grinned. "Eat crayons!"

Lankston sighed. "Light a signal fire. Jeez."

The messy redhead nodded. "Lankston is right; a large signal fire is the best way to make sure you are rescued. And as such, your second challenge is going to be just that: building your very own signal fire."

Rheneas then fistpumped and practically yelled, "Woohoo! Awesome!"

Quana chuckled a little, and then said, "You are going to, in your teams, build the biggest signal fire that you can. The best signal fire, according to our judge, will win. Scattered around the beach are all the supplies you'll need for a fire, and you can use anything you have on your person for the fire as well."

The pyromaniac then pulled out his lighter with a grin, causing the condescending one to facepalm and mutter, "Great…"

Then, Alice cocked her head. "And who is this judge?"

The Hispanic girl smiled. "A fan favorite from last season."

With that, Spider stepped in and said, "Your stations are marked by flags with your team's symbol on them. And you may start in three… two… one… go!"

As the twenty-five campers took off, Quana turned to the camera and said, "So, the teams have formed and the challenge has begun! Which team will win? Which team will lose? And who will be the first boot? Find out after the break on Total Drama Letterama!"