AU: Hey, guys, DarkShockBro here! Well, here's the latest chapter of Letterredo! And, in this chapter, something very special happens in the middle, but will it lead to anything? And what other friendships will form? There's only one way to find out, so I hope you enjoy it!

It was late at night on Wawanakwa Island, and the moon was shining down onto the island; gently illuminating it with its almost phantomlike outward radiance. During this spectacle, Spider and Quana stood on the Dock of Shame to… well, you should already know. As expected, a few seconds later, Spider said, "Last time on Total Drama Letterama, we took a trip back to our respective childhoods and built toys. OK, we didn't, but the twenty-three campers did, and Jimmy and Eleanor, being the youngest here, judged their creations. It was a challenge designed to endorse creativity and teamwork among the contestants, but some had other ideas."

Quana nodded. "Indeed. Some campers worked very well together. For example, Opal and Zed, despite their big differences personality-wise, were able to make the highest scoring toy. Their morph scored a perfect twenty. However, some others didn't work together so well such as Alice and Bishop, who seem to fight over everything. Additionally, Kim seemed to put the moves on both Eddie and Bishop. Can't say I'm a big fan of that..."

Spider shrugged. "True, but it's against our contracts to tell everyone her strategy. I just hope someone will catch on to it eventually. Besides, she's not as bad as Kasimar."

Quana gulped. "I hope not. But other things of note happened such as Rheneas, Jill and Imanda creating a singing toaster and Quarla continuing to bully Paul. Jeez, some of the contestants this year aren't really that nice. But still, we saw some nice things such as Winnie and Yannis' interactions. Ah, they bring out the matchmaker in me."

The sick redhead nodded. "True, but nobody's as big a matchmaker as Barney. Anyway, when it came to judging we saw some good toys like Bishop's action figures, some questionable toys such as Donny's flaming glove, and some that were just bad like Helen's boring beige ball. Due to the that ball, Team Savannah lost and Helen became the third person to get the boot."

The Hispanic girl grinned. "Three contestants have already lost and by the end of the episode a fourth will have joined them, but who will it be? Will VayVay arrive anytime soon? Will Alice establish herself as the undisputed leader of Team Mongolia? And will anybody get hurt? I hope not! But anyway, let's find out the answers to these questions on this episode of Total Drama Letterama!"

Most of the campers on Team Mongolia were in the living room area of the Champions Cabin, basking in the glory of their second first place win. After a few seconds, Zed said, "Thanks again for getting us first place, Opal. Ya did good, I reckon."

Opal grinned. "Thanks, Zeddy! You did great too!"

Bishop rolled his eyes. "Like a hick could do anything talented."

Alice nodded. "Finally, something we agree on! It's a bloody miracle."

The rich snob shuttered. "Makes me feel poor to agree with you."

Eddie sighed. "Will you two please stop arguing? We're on a winning streak…"

Bishop shrugged. "She started it."

The detective facepalmed.

(Confessional: When words cannot adequately describe the amount of failure that just took place!)

Bishop: My current game plan is to get rid of Alice. After that, I'll get rid of Zed and Sasha in that order as soon as I have a chance to do so.

Eddie: (sighs) "I do not wish to sound like a jerk, but Bishop is annoying me. I truly don't think he understands why greed is one of the seven deadly sins. And pride too, for that matter. And wrath, sloth, lust…" (counts the sins on his fingers)

To offset the negative mood, Cherry chirped, "I wonder what the next challenge will be? Maybe we'll be racing go-karts! Yeah, that's something that I know I can do!"

Opal nodded. "Yeah, go-karts are fun! I love riding them and singing the wheels on the go-kart song. Go! Go! Go!"

Zed giggled. "Heh, I quite like this team. I reckon we have a chance at getting to the merge intact, we just gotta work together and multitask like my folks do back on our farm."

The crazy Chinese girl chirped, "Ooh, is your dad a big hairy mountain man?"

The farmer smiled. "Nah, Pop shaves daily."

Alice facepalmed. "This is exactly why this team would fall apart without me."

Opal grinned. "But luckily we are held together by super sticky glue!"

The professional girl smirked. "And you're looking at her."

Zed scratched his head. "I reckon she was talking about all of us."

Cherry waved him off. "Oh, don't worry, Zed. Alice just has a bit of an ego."

Bishop shook his head with a condescending smirk. "Why, you're being so polite, Cherry. There's no need for that. "

Alice frowned. "Oh, shut the hell up already! I'm going to bed…"

(Confessional: ~It's time to lay your sleepy hea-really?! Again?!)

Bishop: The pieces are falling together and soon Alice will be gone thanks to my sheer intellect and wealth. I'm a God at this game and unlike Lankston I will win the million dollars, just so I can be even richer!

Alice: Bishop is trying to turn everyone against me, but it won't work. They know I'm the only thing stopping this team from being curb stomped in each challenge.

Sasha: I don't really get why Alice and Bishop hate each other, but as long as I don't get involved, it's fine. To be honest, I think both of them are pretty unpleasant people."

Suddenly, Sasha said, "Hey guys, when do you think VayVay will arrive? She's missed a bit of the competition which could lessen her chances of winning."

Eddie shrugged. "Whenever she arrives, I doubt she'll be on our team."

Cherry cocked her head. "What makes you say that?"

The detective smiled. "Well, let's use a bit of deductive reasoning, shall we? We have eight members on our team and the others both have seven. As you can clearly tell, eight is greater than seven. As such, I predict she will likely be assigned to either Team Everest or Team Savannah if she comes tomorrow. And if she doesn't, hopefully we'll continue winning so that she becomes a part of one of the two other teams. It would be a shame to not know her more, but our bonds as a team are more important, in my opinion."

The gamer girl smiled. "Maybe you're right. Well, I'm gonna go to sleep and restore my mana points. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Eddie tipped his hat. "Sleep well, Sasha."

Sasha left to bed and there was a few seconds of silence before the detective whispered, "Where's Kim? How odd…"

(Confessional: She's under your nose, buddy.)

Eddie: (his hand is under his chin) "I wonder where Kim is? ...Then again, she arrived late last night too. ...How peculiar. If this happens again, perhaps this could be a matter for future investigation. But for now…" (he pulls out his notebook and bed) "I'll just write it down."

While most of Team Mongolia were talking and enjoying the spoils of their victory, Kim was trudging through the 'grasslands' of Camp Wawanakwa. And she didn't look too good. More specifically, she looked exhausted.

The bombshell had a glazed expression in her eyes, and seemed to walk in a manner akin to a zombie, with her hands flailing left and right, and her feet stepping in uncoordinated movements without any semblance of balance. Additionally, located under the crevices of her eyes were droopy gray bags of skin which successfully took away any luster once located in those beautiful baby blue orbs.

But, nonetheless, she managed to will herself to keep her eyes open for long enough to meet up with Tabitha. Naturally, once the former chessmistress came into contact with the exhausted flirt, Tabitha gasped and said, "A-Are you alright, Kim?"

Kim gave a mighty yawn. "Y-Yeah… just gotta keep going… so tired. We'll take tomorrow, OK? Not much to say… today. Good night, Tabitha."

Tabitha gulped, but nonetheless nodded and said, "G-Good night, Kim. Hope you get a good night's rest, OK?"

The dangerous flirt gave another mighty yawn but managed to generate enough willpower to course through her body to give the former chessmistress a thumbs up with her right hands before dropping it to her side once more. Then, Kim continued her journey back to the glistening gold cabin where the remainder of her teammates were located, no doubt celebrating their victory with shouts of pleasure and energy. And yet, by walking around the island, the dangerous flirt failed to take notice that her energy levels were beginning to drop or, rather, plummet into the realm of oblivion otherwise known as the darkness one sees when they merely sleep and do not dream.

As seconds passed, Kim edged her way closer and closer to her gold-plated destination. With every step, a rush of exhaustion coursed through her body, and there were a few times where the dangerous flirt honestly believed her tired, exhausted shell would fall forward and sleep in the area by the forest. But, as one does in survival situations, she willed herself forward and continued to press on. The once small cabin grew larger and larger until Kim could no longer seemingly crush it with her fingers. The fatigue was strong, but Kim was stronger, and after about a minute, her red-coated shoe make contact with the wood of the cabin steps, and at long last, she could fall asleep in a comfortable bed and head off to the the peaceful and dream-filled Slumberland.

However, Kim's body had other plans. As it turned out, walking all the way back to the Champion's Cabin took quite a toll on her energy, and before she could turn and walk to her respective bed, she emitted a massive yawn, and immediately afterwards, the dangerous flirt realized that she did not have the capabilities to walk over to her bed. So, she quickly turned her attention to the couch, and used all of her remaining energy to trudge over to the couch, flip around, and fall down face-up on the comfortable gold-plated makeshift bed where she finally relinquished control of her body and let herself fall asleep for the night.

However, the thumping noise Kim made when she fell on the couch reverberated and attracted the attention of someone else. That someone emitted a mighty yawn and stepped outside of his room with quite messy hair, as if he or she had already lay down on the bed and allowed the pillow to ruffle his or her hair.

After stepping out of the room, this person mumbled, "What was that?" before trudging to the source of the reverberations. As this person walked in front of the window, it was clear from the magnifying glass and the fedora that the identity of this mysterious person was Eddie. And then, after a few more steps, he came across Kim's sleeping form, gasped, blushed heavily, and muttered, in a lovestruck tone, "Wow…"

It was hard to blame him for reacting like that. The dangerous flirt was beautiful already, but to see her so relaxed and so at peace made her seem almost like a goddess.

Her eyelids completely covered her baby blue eyes, but this also highlighted her long eyelashes that balanced her rather sexy appearance with a bit of innocence and cuteness.

Her long, natural blonde hair seemed to curve around her right cheek, and the parts of it that were illuminated by beams of moonlight almost seemed to glow. Additionally, her hair bounded in a ponytail with a normal hot pink hair band draped over her ample, supple breasts and gave them a gentle, loving caress.

Her breasts themselves, while still rather pronounced by her tight black shirt with a red heart in the middle, seemed to rise and fall very slightly with the extremely natural yet rather slow rhythm of her breathing, almost as if this rhythm could conduct a symphony with ease.

Her lips were full, pink, and pursed to allow the air to flow in and out of her body with a soft, relaxing breathing sound that echoed throughout the gold-plated cabin's lobby and provided a tranquil mood that could cool the nerves of anyone and anything.

Her face had a surprisingly small amount of makeup, but all that seemed to do was to highlight her natural beauty even further.

Her skin was peach colored, and appeared to be soft, silky, and even rather creamy if one were to disturb this amazing scene through any sort of collision.

And the full moon shining through the window generously caressed Kim's sleeping body with a beam of dimmed light that shined through the window and collided with her smooth skin, allowing Kim's body to almost glow and give the entire scene an ethereal quality to it.

All in all, what Eddie was witnessing simply felt… right. It felt natural. It felt perfect. This beautiful woman was relaxing and appeared to be at complete blissful peace. One could attempt to take advantage of this scene, but what would they gain from it? This scene appeared to be like a fine work of art, and deserved to be treated as such.

However, after taking a minute to bask in the glory of what he was witnessing, Eddie's mouth contorted into a concerned frown, as if he was afraid others on his team couldn't or wouldn't be able to comprehend the beauty in this amazing scene that he was witnessing. He then sighed and whispered, "If Bishop wakes up… no, I've gotta take her to bed. I've gotta fight my hormones… and do the right thing."

With a determined nod, the detective then placed his left arm underneath Kim's shoulders and his right arm underneath Kim's knees, taking careful precautions to avoid coming into contact with her breasts or ass and losing himself to his own hormones. And, despite her tall frame, Kim was rather light, and as such, Eddie was able to lean backwards a little to gain enough support to carry her bridal style.

Yet, fighting off his hormones was not an easy task, for the instant after the detective picked the dangerous flirt up, his nose was assaulted by the intoxicating fragrance of Kim's perfume, which was still fresh after the challenge. The alluring scent beckoned Eddie to come closer and take advantage of the situation just a little by touching one of Kim's more sensitive areas, but the detective shook his head violently and focused on carrying the dangerous flirt over to her individual bed in the gold-plated cabin.

Before Eddie even reached the door, he experienced sensory overload and almost gave into his hormones twice. But then again, with Kim's soft, creamy skin in his hands and her alluring scent of perfume attacking his nostrils, the urge to do wrong and sully this work of art presented to him proved to be a very strong one indeed.

However, the detective still managed to press on through the roses and thorns and entered Kim's bedroom. Once there, he had to gently place the dangerous flirt on the ground, open the door, and pick her up once more. Then, he successfully fought off his hormones one final time and finally reached his destination.

Once there, Eddie gently placed Kim on the bed, slowly lifted her legs up only to ensure that he'd be able to pull the blankets out from under the dangerous flirt, and then lightly draped the blankets over her. At last, he had completed his task, and fistpumped in satisfaction before taking five to ten more long minutes to blush and admire how an angel could fly so low. Once that time period concluded, he smiled, got closer to Kim, and warmly whispered, "Good night, Kim."

And with that, he returned to his room and dreamed about the beautiful scene he was lucky enough to witness.

(Confessional: ...I've got nothing.)

Eddie: (blushes and smiles) "...I feel really good about myself now. That was truly something incredible. Thank you, Kim."

The guys of Team Everest were in their bunks getting ready to go to sleep, and each of them was reading a book. Fripp was reading a book titled 'Fun At The Farm': a picture book for three year olds, Max was reading a pictureless book about robotics, Donny was reading The Lord of the Rings: Two Towers and looked to be engrossed in it, and Lankston was reading… something. However, he kept it close to his body so that no one could see it.

However, Rheneas kept his book close to his body in an attempt to hide it from the others, and as such, Max asked, "Hey, Rheneas! What's that?"

The pyromaniac cocked his head. "Pardon?"

The ubernerd continued. "That book you're reading. I could have sworn it had a big heart shape on it. Kinda like the Nerr2Babe dating simulator in Super Paper Mario!"

Rheneas gulped. "Uhh… Fripp's the one reading a friggin' toddlers book, Max! Why don't you ask him about that, huh? No need to get on me… jeez."

Fripp giggled. "Oh, the cow goes moo! I thought cows went tweet! The fun of ed-you-ka-shun is fun!"

Lankston facepalmed and groaned. "You know, I want to take your book and shove it in your head through your ears, Fripp. At least then you'll be able to remember what animals say! What the hell is wrong with you, Dumbass McGee?!"

Fripp gasped. "Did you just swear?"

The condescending one chuckled bitterly. "Well, gee, what do you think?!"

The blockhead scratched his head. "Uh… no?"

Lankston began punching his pillow for a few seconds before taking a few deep breaths and returning to his book without another word.

Donny sighed. "Jeez, Lankston. I have one of the most volatile tempers my doctor has ever seen in his medical career, and yet you're flipping out far more than me!"

Lankston didn't respond, but Rheneas said, "Wow, it's that bad, huh?"

Donny sighed. "I just get annoyed by jokes relating to my height. I mean, everywhere I go, it's always 'are you Grumpy or Doc' or maybe 'the school is holding a midget tossing championship next week'. Damn, it pisses me off that people would judge somebody by something as trivial as their height. It's just stupid! That's why I like Lord of the Rings: the hobbits are short, but they're portrayed positively."

Max nodded. "If somebody insults something you can't help then they aren't worth knowing! ...Still, if that's true then about nine tenths of my school isn't worth knowing."

(Confessional: It's high school, buddy. Deal with it.)

Donny: Me and my roommates are pretty tight, even though Fripp and Lankston are annoying. Still, I'm not complaining too much.

Max: If Donny were to play Dungeons and Dragons, I'm willing to bet he would play as a Gnome or a Halfling. Also, his class would probably be a Fighter or a Barbarian.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Max continued, "Anyway… what exactly are you reading, Rheneas?"

Rheneas rolled his eyes. "Just drop it, dude. It's personal. I don't violate your priva-"

Suddenly, Fripp jumped right in front of the pyromaniac and shouted, "Hi!" causing Rheneas to scream and drop the book.

Then, while the pyromaniac was recovering, Donny picked up the book and recited, "Let's see, 'Girls and how to approach them'. Wait, seriously, dude?"

The blockhead jumped up and down and shouted, in a sing-song voice, "Renny's in love! Renny's in love!"

In response, the pyromaniac turned to Lankston, nodded, and made a decapitation gesture. The condescending one simply smirked in return and continued reading.

After a few more seconds, Max cocked his head and asked, "Who's the girl?"

Rheneas glared at the ubernerd. "Give me one good reason why I should tell you."

Max scratched his head. "Uhh… we're your friends?"

The pyromaniac snatched the book from Donny, stared at Max, and replied, "Listen to me. If you really are my friend, you'll drop this conversation right now. I don't really know how she'd react and I don't want her to be upset if you jump the gun on me, OK? And even if you are callous enough to start guessing, you'll never figure out who it is. Now leave me alone."

With an air of finality, Rheneas nodded at Max, lay down on his bed, and closed his eyes, while Max simply sighed with a guilty expression on his face.

(Confessional: Love hurts, apparently.)

Rheneas: (sighs) "I don't really want to talk about the girl I like, OK? You'd all think I was insane. But, I can't help it! I like her in spite of… well, everything." (blushes)

The Team Everest girls were lying in their bunk beds sleepily. Jill was on the bunk above Imanda… and surprisingly, they were the only girls left.

However, before Jill could nod off to sleep, Imanda yawned and said, "Hey, Jill."

The sarcastic chick yawned. "Hey, Imanda. Wow, I can't believe we're the only girls on Team Everest. Crazy stuff. Anyway, did you want anything?"

The girl scout nodded. "Yes, I do. ...Do you have anything against girl scouts? I just ask because you seemed a bit… bitter during the challenge when I talked about my badges."

Jill shrugged. "Eh, I'm just not a fan of the whole 'achievement' culture in general. I mean, if you get rewarded for the most minor things, you could develop an ego, not appreciate good things in life, all that stuff. Nothing personal."

Imanda returned the shrug. "I suppose that's fair. Still, the badges we get are just for fun. We don't really see them as achievements, rather, we just see them as a part of the girl scout experience."

The sarcastic chick rolled her eyes. "Really? That sounds a bit bogus to me, but whatever. Our team is kinda crappy, so I'll try to tone down the sarcasm towards you. After all, you're more than just a girl scout, despite the fact that our wonderful producers continue to try to classify as mere stereotypes."

The girl scout nodded. "Thanks, Jill. Well, good night."

Jill yawned. "Yeah, get some good rest in. 'Night."

With that, the two lay down and nodded off for the night.

(Confessional: Badges: rewarding achievements because why not.)

Imanda: (smiles) "Jill is a little rough around the edges, but she does seem nice. I'm glad she's on my team, honestly. It's good to deal with opposing viewpoints sometimes."

Tyson, Ulric, Paul, and Yannis were all laying down in the Boys section of the Losers Cabin, attempting to fall asleep in the less than satisfactory conditions. A few seconds later, Tyson said, "So here we are again, dudes. You know, I'm starting to wonder what it's like in the Champions Cabin: I haven't even slept in there yet."

Yannis nodded in agreement before Ulric said, "I think the only person here who has been in Champions' Cabin is Paul. So, what's it like, huh?"

After Paul scrubbed a stain with some sanitizer for a few seconds, he said, "It's pretty good; there is a vending machine and four poster beds. I spent a lot of the first night making my room nice and clean, but the bed was very comfortable. Too bad we're on a bit of a losing streak… and I'll probably be the next to go."

Tyson cocked his head. "What makes you think that?"

Paul sighed. "Quarla's gunning for me. I'm a bit of a 'bubble boy', and I'm physically the weakest member of the team."

The guitarist smiled. "I'm not gonna vote for you, dude."

Yannis nodded in agreement before Ulric said, "Yeah, you're fine by me. Plus, Quarla is going a bit too far with her aggression. I'll try to see if I can stand up to her, and perhaps we can vote her off next… if we have the numbers, of course."

Tyson smiled. "Who says we're gonna lose? I think our losing streak'll end tomorrow!"

Paul nodded before before flinching and continuing to scrub the stain.

(Confessional: Dem germies, mayn.)

Paul: (He sprays some air freshener). My germaphobia has affected my strength as I'm a strictly indoors type of guy. Maybe I should have worked out a bit before I came here.

Ulric: I consider myself a tough guy, and not much unnerves me. Still, Quarla's rage is truly something ridiculous. I know she tolerates me, but I can't approve of her leadership style. Hopefully I'll be able to cool her down sooner or later.

Quarla, Winnie and Xyly were in the girl's side of the Loser Cabin. Winnie was already fast asleep, yet Quarla and Xyly were still wide awake.

Quarla was the first to speak. "Damn, I'm really not sure how to feel about last night. On the one hand, Helen was so goddamn annoying, but on the other, Paul and Yannis are still here, and that's going to make our team weaker. And given that we're on a losing streak, we definitely don't need that."

The aggressive girl suddenly punched her pillow and cursed before shouting, "Why the hell did I vote for her?! That boring bitch at least saw the importance of the strong being in charge! Gah! If we keep voting off the best players when, and if, we lose, it'll become harder to catch up to the other teams! We'll probably lose again because of those two weaklings being a cancer to us!"

Xyly shrugged. "Xyly thinks winning isn't everything: it's how you play the game."

Quarla sighed. "I just hate the fact that me, you, Ulric, and maybe Winnie are the only people on this team that can do anything. Ain't that right, Winnie?"

Quarla's reply was nonexistent, causing Xyly to say, "Xyly thinks Winnie is asleep."

The aggressive girl rolled her eyes. "No, really?"

(Confessional: Finally, someone who shares my sentiments!)

Quarla: (groans) "Of course the strongest player besides me has to be totally ridiculous and stupid! It's not like my team can have nice things or anything!"

Winnie: I had a good night's sleep and a very nice dream! Oh, and for once, it wasn't about kitties! That was crazy! (giggles).

Quarla then cleared her throat and said, "I have a feeling the next challenge is going to be a physical one. I'm relying on you to be ready to use brute force on others if necessary."

Xyly sighed. "Xyly thinks that's a little mean."

The aggressive girl shrugged. "That's life for you. Besides, misery builds character."

The viking girl narrowed her eyes. "You're giving Paul a lot of character then."

Quarla nodded. "I know. But in this world, only the strong survive. I come from an inner city environment, and you've gotta be tough to get by, you feel me? If Paul lived where I lived, he'd be dead in a day. As far as I'm concerned, I'm being fairly nice to him."

Xyly sighed. "If you say so. Say, what do you think Winnie is dreaming of?"

The two girls looked towards Winnie, who was currently sucking her thumb and smiling as she was sleeping.

The aggressive girl rolled her eyes. "Well, gee. I guess it could be anything. Use your brain, Xyly! Don't put yourself out of my good graces, dammit…"

(Confessional: Good graces? Is that what you call them?)

Quarla: (sighs) "Seriously, Winnie is sixteen and sucks her thumb like she's only six months old. What a baby. And why the hell do I have to befriend her, you asshole shadow?! If some serious Social Darwinism doesn't happen in the next few days, I will strangle something with my bare hands!"

The next morning, the twenty two contestants were in the Mess Hall eating breakfast as they did every morning. However, one particular contestant was a bit slow to exit her cabin.

After Kim woke up, the first thing she took note of was the blanket on top of her. Subsequently, her eyes widened and darted around her surroundings to find that she was in her room and not on the couch as she expected.

The instant she realized that, she looked extremely worried and muttered, "Damn! Someone took advantage of me while I was sleeping, right? Ugh, stupid, perverted asshole! Oh, please tell me…"

With that, she quickly inspected her body, feeling and sniffing around for any signs of contact on her breasts or other sensitive areas. However, she found nothing except for a few light arm marks on her legs, causing her to sigh with relief.

Yet, a few seconds later, she frowned and muttered, "What the hell just happened? Ugh, I've gotta get to the confessional! I have the walking excuse, so I'll be fine, but seriously, this is so weird!"

With another sigh, Kim got up, looked out in the lobby to make sure no one else was watching her, and then walked outside.

(Confessional: Kim must be konfused. Huh.)

Kim: (sighs) "This is so weird! I'm kind of freaking out! I slept on the couch, and then I woke up in my bed with the blanket covering me! And no one took advantage of me during the time I was moved! What the hell just happened?!" (takes a few deep breaths) "OK, calm down, Kim. You can figure this out. So, who could have moved me? It couldn't have been Bishop, because I know he'd molest the hell of me like the sick, perverted, narrow-minded dick he is, and Sasha barely knows me at this point. Cherry, maybe? Nah, she barely knows me as well, and Alice? She doesn't seem to like me. So that leaves… ah ha! Eddie! But wait, why did he do that? He helped me out without any benefit for himself, and that fact alone makes no sense. Hmm…" (ponders for a few seconds, and then snaps up and says) "Ah ha! He's probably trying to win my trust!" (smirks) "Heh, I'll admit, managing to not take advantage of me shows that he has resolve, but he's under the false belief that he can gain my trust, which will prove to be his downfall." (giggles before blowing a kiss, winking, and saying, in a more sultry voice) "Fine, handsome. I'll play your game. After all, it's a game you have no chance of winning."

After Kim exited the confessional, she walked over to the mess hall, hoping that she wasn't too late, for if she was, suspicion would most likely be cast over her.

Sadly, by the time she finished her small trek to the cafeteria, everyone else was already eating, causing the dangerous flirt to curse under her breath.

However, before she took a seat, she heard Eddie say, "Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon, was it? Sounds very cool, Sasha. I'll write it down."

Right before Kim was about ready to hug Eddie to startle him and, in her eyes, further wrap him around the dangerous flirt's little finger, the detective pulled out the notepad. Subsequently, Kim completely stopped in her tracks, shook her head a little, and then changed her strategy by sitting next to the detective and saying nothing.

A few seconds later, Eddie finished recording the name of the game on his notepad, turned back to Sasha, and said, "It's down. So, what are you playing today?"

The gamer girl smiled. "I'm in a Nintendo mood today, so I'm playing some Super Mario 64 DS. Maybe I can pass the sliding challenge on Cool Cool Mountain today!"

The detective returned the smile. "Well, good luck with that."

Sasha nodded. "Thanks! Still, I wish I was home, playing LittleBigPlanet. You know, I really like originality when it comes to videogames and LittleBigPlanet is one of the best in that respect."

Eddie kept his smile. "Very cool. A pity I don't have a PS3, but I'm sure I could get one later if need be."

The gamer girl smiled and looked up from her game. "Oh, you totally should!"

A few seconds later, she cocked her head and said, "Eddie, you may want to look behind you."

Eddie scratched his head, but nonetheless listened to Sasha, and as it turned out, Kim was sitting next to him, causing the detective's eyes to widen, his cheeks to turn a light pick, and his mouth to speak, "Ah! G-Good morning, Kim. My apologies for not seeing you earlier."

The dangerous flirt's eyes widened in turn, but she managed to fight a frown from spreading on her lips, yawned, and said, "Oh, good morning, Eddie. I kind of just got up, so I'm a bit groggy. The food is helping me wake up though!"

The detective, after a brief pause, nodded and responded, "That's good to hear. Well, here's hoping we win today's challenge. I like it in the Champions Cabin, after all."

Kim smiled and nodded before Zed said, "I do too. It's nice, and back home I ain't used to this level of luxury."

The dangerous flirt seemed pleased that the conversation was shifting away from her, and nodded in satisfaction after Zed spoke. Then, Bishop responded to the farmer's statement by smirking and saying, "I can certainly believe that."

Eddie sighed and rolled his eyes and was about to make a snarky comeback before an excited Spider and Quana rushed up to the front of the mess hall and exclaimed, in unison, "We've got good news, guys!"

Paul smiled. "What is it? Are we each getting a complimentary bar of soap?"

Quana returned the smile. "No, it's even better! Andy and Mable are about to arrive on the island with VayVay! At last, everyone's here!"

Spider nodded. "So, everyone, let's finish up on breakfast! We want to be there to great VayVay, don't we?"

(Confessional: Can I get a VayVay?)

Eddie: (sighs) "Kim didn't even seem to realize what happened last night! Does she not know, or is she just choosing to ignore it? ...I really don't know, but either way, it's worth recording." (pulls out his notebook and his pencil) "Didn't respond to me carrying her to bed and not taking advantage of her… doesn't know or doesn't care?" (puts away his notebook and tucks his pencil behind his ear and sighs) "I don't know if Kim is simply too good to shatter or not acute enough to piece together what happened… but I won't give up yet! ...I know I'm coming off as nosy, but I guess the whole detective business has kind of made me like that. I'm not going to use what I find against Kim, by any means. I'm just… intrigued by this aura of mystery surrounding her, and I want to fan the fog a little, if I can." (blushes) "And y-yes, I do think she's very attractive too…"

Kim: (frowns) "Eddie is starting to annoy me. He didn't care about me at all in the last season, and now, all of a sudden, he's poking me like an obnoxious family member on Facebook!" (smirks) "But maybe I can work that to my advantage. I mean, nosy or not, Eddie still seems to be almost wrapped around my finger, and he was even willing to do something for me in an attempt for me to open up and trust him. In essence, he'll be an amazing pawn if I can either control his nosy urges or distract him from finding out more about me or even both." (winks and says, in a sultry voice) "It's on now, handsome. Ready or not, here. I. come." (blows a kiss and giggles as she exits the Confessional)

Winnie: I hope VayVay likes kitties!

Alice: Great; now one of the other teams will have eight members again. Damn.

Ulric: Hopefully she'll be on our team.

The twenty two campers gathered around the Dock of Shame as a boat pulled in. A few seconds later, Andy got off and helped Mable down by her hand which made her giggle. Then, she responded, "Hey, everyone!"

Andy scratched his head. "Sorry we're late, but it's been quite an eventful week so far. But, we're here now!"

Quana nodded. "It's good to see you two. So, a hippie march stalled you, huh?"

Mable chuckled. "Yeah, who knew Hippies could take things so far? Still, VayVay was very helpful to have around. Don't ask us to go into details."

Spider nodded. "Well, before we start the challenge, I have only one thing to say: please welcome VayVay Mittens!"

VayVay was rather pretty had had almost luminous lime green eyes and curly light red hair. She also had a small black top hat with blue stripes on it on her head. She wore a plain orange t-shirt and a bright green silk jacket. She also had a purple skirt with a blue base and a picture of a pink flower on it. Her shoes had the front cut off besides the soles which revealed her sockless feet. Then, she smiled and said, "Greetings, citizens of the universe! I have been on a journey through layers, upon layers of discovery. I was spinning and then I was tumbling and now everyone is smiling at me expect they don't have faces, so they aren't really smiling at me. But I am marveling at the wide variety of individuality and radiance in this group, and all that doodah. How are you dudes?"

There were a few seconds of silence, with the exception of a few incredulous looks, before Yannis, Winnie and Paul walked up to VayVay and shook her hand. After the cat lover shook VayVay's hand, she chirped, "Hello, VayVay! I'm Winnie, and this is Yannis."

VayVay smiled and cocked her head. "Coool. But why doesn't he introduce himself? Is he shy as a sherbet shindig, dude?"

Winnie shook her head. "Actually, he can't talk."

After Yannis nodded in response to Winnie, Paul put on a medical glove, extended his hand, and said, "Hello, I'm Paul."

The philosophical hippie shook Paul's hand and then looked at him as though she was looking into his soul before saying, "You have a very intelligent but hesitant mind the color of white tulips, so I think we're going to get along just fine, dude."

Subsequently, Spider said, "Well, everyone, that's VayVay! And since she's getting along with Paul, Yannis and Winnie pretty well, I think we can place her on Team Savannah."

With that, VayVay followed Winnie, Paul and Yannis over to her new team and then Quana said, "Well, everyone, follow me and Spider and we'll explain today's challenge."

(Confessional: Pot: It makes everything crazier.)

VayVay: Greetings, citizens of the universe! I hope you have a pleasant day. And Dennis, you left your keys behind the sofa. I don't know who I'm talking too but hopefully somebody named Dennis will find this conversation useful.

Paul: VayVay seems really nice.

Opal: (laughs) "Her last name is Mittens! That's so ookie! Ha ha ha!"

Quarla: (smirks) "Heh, looks like we've got some more elimination fodder. Sweet."

After about a minute of walking, the three teams were gathered around what looked like a miniature forest. Three large areas had ropes around them and a sign within each of them that had the logo of one of the teams. Then, once the teams gathered around their respective areas, Spider said, "Today's challenge is going to be a physical one and will test your skills as a lumberjack. You are going to be cutting down trees."

Xyly fistpumped before taking out her battle axe and proclaiming, "Xyly approves!"

With that, Quana continued. "The team that cuts down the most trees will win, and be sure to stay alert and clear the area when a tree falls. The team that cuts down the least trees will be voting someone off."

Alice rolled her eyes. "Uh huh. And pray tell, how are we going to cut down the trees? Only Xyly has a battle axe."

Spider responded, "Each of you will get an axe to use on the trees. You'll get one right now, in fact."

As Oscar began to pass out axes to each camper, he warned, "Be careful with the axes: they're pretty sharp."

The sick redhead gulped. "And that reminds me, if you attempt to hit somebody else with the axe in any way, blade, flat or handle, your team will be disqualified and you will likely get voted off. So, you may begin… now!

With that, the teams quickly ran to the trees and began to chop while Spider turned to the camera and said, "So VayVay has arrived and is on Team Savannah. Also, the contestants have to chop down trees. Who will chop and who will drop? And who will be the fourth person voted off? Find out when we return to Total Drama Letterama!

(Confessional: ~Somebody isn't happy about that~!)

Irene: All those screaming sad trees: I'm going to protest like I do back home! There shall be reckoning! ...I just need some chains.

Kim: (fistpumps) "Yes! Oh my goodness, I completely forgot about this challenge! Finally, I get the chance to blow off some steam productively!" (smirks devilishly) "All I have to do is pretend each tree… is a part of Irene's soul, and that every time I hit a tree, I hurt her in some deep psychological way. Because I absolutely hate that tree-hugging dyke nigger, and I'd love nothing more than to blow off some of that hatred in a productive way, help my team out, and be less convinced to write that note about that Indian Nigger in general. I don't wanna end up in juvie again, dammit! ...And I won't if I have anything to say about it."