The Total Drama series belongs to Teletoon, and Cartoon Network. Also, the VS. idea isn't mine. It belongs to CragmiteBlaster. Everything I also mention that's copyrighted belongs to their respective copyrights. However, all my characters belong to me.

WARNING: This episode, as a whole, is dark. Most likely the darkest I ever gone. It even contains some triggers in which even I felt was wrong writing it. And the final scene of the chapter may also contain some trigger warnings, as well. I highly suggest for the younger readers to read with an adult, guardian, or a caring older sibling, or read something else. In short…

Do not read if you are easily offended. You have been warned.

SO very sorry this chapter took so long! But at least its uploaded!

Also, Happy Early Fourth Of July, considering you celebrate it.

It's time to start up the next chapter of GvsP!

Korpse's Earrings: Smart Bombs from StarFox 64

Homesick, much?

Chris is on Challenge Beach, ready to deliver the intro of the episode. The sky was covered with thick clouds, denying any moonlight from sneaking in, almost like something ominous was gonna happen...

"Last time, on GvsP..."

"Our campers had to face off against various bosses. And while some of them did pretty good, some… Not so much. Drake ended up frozen, and Mozart ended up harming his foot. He later wimped out when Freddy Fazbear made his appearance. But in the end, Verna faced off against Miltank, and won it for the Populars, sending the Geeks to elimination. But lo and behold, Mozart used an idol, which sent Benny hurling! And Verna received a note, telling her that her secret has been exposed!"

"Now… What will happen this episode? Will Verna fight back? What DID happen to Drake; he was sobbing in front of the Confessional? And what did Sting say when he said some serious stuff was gonna go down? Find out, right here, on..."

"Total!"

"Drama!"

"GEEKS VS. POPULARS!"

(Cue I Wanna Be Famous…)

Powerhungry Polar Bears

Drake was inside the cabin, still crying. Stella was next to him, comforting her friend.

"Drake, just ask calmly… What's wrong?" asked Stella with concern.

"I… rather not say it; it was..." Drake muttered out between tears.

Stella had to think of something, in order to cheer up her friend.

"You… wanna watch some My Little Pony?" Stella asked.

"No..." denied Drake.

"Okay… Civilization Clash?" Stella offered.

"No..." Drake denied again.

"Gravity Falls? Steven Universe?" Stella asked again. "...TUGS?"

"I… rather be alone right now..." Drake muttered.

Stella nodded in understanding. "Okay, but if you need me, I'll be there."

Stella then left the room, as Drake sighed.

"This is like back when I was in school… Why did mom stop me when I..." Drake muttered, as he continued to cry.

Far from camp, Verna looked around, in case someone was tailing her.

"Ugh, damn that Steph..." Verna cursed out loud. "Did she seriously have to do that?! All because I fought well against that Miltank from earlier..."

She then blinked, as something fell from her eyes. In an instant, her eyes went blurry in an instant.

"Ugh..." Verna growled, as she reached into her secret compartment, and took out what appeared to be a box of contact lenses. "Good thing I picked up some extras; at least they don't know I'm near-sighted… And I plan on keeping it that way."

She applied the contacts in her eyes, as she was interrupted by…

"Oh… Am I missing something, Pokemaniac?" asked Steph, sneaking up behind Verna.

Verna sighed in annoyance, as she put the contact box between her boobs. "Steph, you already ruined my school life… Can't you leave me in peace?"

"That peace will soon come when I'm holding the million dollars..." scoffed Steph. "Also… What was that you were holding?"

Verna gulped, as Steph reached between her boobs, and pulled out the contact box.

"So… Not only are you a Pokemaniac… You also wear contacts?" Steph asked back.

"Um, those aren't mine." Verna commented.

"Like HELL they aren't!" Steph snapped back, as she threw them on the ground, and stomped on them, rendering them useless. Verna looked at Steph in shock.

"What the hell, Steph?" Verna yelled out in shock.

"Look here… You're done. Might as well fuck with you before you're sent packing." Steph replied back, as she turned around. "Oh, and by the way… No, nevermind. I wanna wait to see the fireworks. See ya around… Pokemaniac."

Steph left Verna, laughing along the way, while a stunned Verna looked down at her now ruined contact lenses.

"Ugh…" Verna moaned.

Confessional: Yikes…

Verna: Stupid Steph… Now everyone knows my secret, AND my contacts are now nixed! Here's hoping she doesn't look in that Delibird plushie's bag… Else… Bye Bye, Vernafree.

In the cabin, Steph was looking through Verna's bag, looking rather mad.

"Ugh, this is full of nothing but retarded Pokemon crap!" Steph cursed out loud, as she held up a plushie of a Delibird. "What the hell is this s***?! And what's with the zippers?"

She began to open them, and reached into the white bag, and pulled out a glasses case.

"Hello? What do we have here?" Steph asked herself, taking out the glasses. "Eh, nothing much. Bye-Bye!"

Steph then stomped on the glasses, breaking them as well. Putting them back into the glasses case, and back into the Delibird's bag, she zipped Verna's bag back up. She then looked at the corner to where Drake was crying.

"So, Drake..." Steph said with a sadistic grin. "How's Karen going for you?"

Drake looked up, to see Steph starring at him. He then went back to crying, harder than ever.

Steph scoffed, as she rolled her eyes, and started to leave the room. "Retard."

Confessional: Don't expect many funny lines from me this episode…

Steph: HAHAHAHAHA! Now Verna is fucked! This is too fun!

Drake: -Continues crying-

Ada and Nicholas were putting away their partying supplies for the night, all while talking along the way.

"So… This Don Diablo stuff's rather good, Ada." Nicholas commented. "WAY better than what I used to listen to."

"What kinda stuff did you listen to before?" asked Ada.

"Classical." Nicholas shrugged. "Yeah, talk about it not being exciting. I was also on a strict diet, and was in a private school… These last few days were FUN! Pretty much the most fun I ever had since… Ever!"

"Let me guess; strict parents?" Ada asked.

"Especially when your parents are super-important people." Nicholas answered. "Let's just say… Fox News serious."

"More like Fox News Stupid." Mumbled Ada. "Kids and teens are supposed to have FUN! Not be cooped in their room, studying up stuff!"

"Yeah, tell that to my parents." Nicholas commented. "They even forcefully canceled the public High School Homecoming game AND dance. All because just ONE person got a B Plus."

"Okay, even I believe that's too unbelievable." Ada replied back.

"Okay, he really banned dancing and music." Nicholas commented. "What fun can you have with Classical music?"

"Yikes..." muttered Ada. "Well, I'm getting you outta there."

Nicholas was shocked. "Wait, what?! Don't you know who my parents ARE? They posted billboards of me when I was accepted on the show! How does 'kidnapping' me help?"

"Oh, don't worry your blue-dyed hair over it." answered Ada. "I can be very convincing..."

Nicholas looked at Ada with uncertainty.

"Hey, it worked for Kevin Bacon in Footloose..." Ada commented.

Korpse was in woods, stringing up what appeared to be some colorful string.

"Who knew that Chris was into collecting yarnballs?" Korpse asked out loud, holding the yarnballs. "Though why he tossed these particular ones out is anyone's guess..."

She then looked at the string, and shrugged.

"But I'm not a sewer! But still, I think I can make something outta this..." muttered Korpse. "Maybe a couple friendship bracelets for Nelson?"

At that moment, she could hear some pouting coming from Verna, who was walking in the woods.

"And speaking of friendship..." Korpse commented, as she made her way towards her friend. "Verna? You feeling okay?"

"Hell no..." Verna mumbled. "Steph's at it, again..."

"Jeez, she's more annoying than a Stream troll… What did she do this time?" asked Korpse with concern.

"Well… Thanks to me taking on Miltank with ease, as WELL as winning the challenge, she went ahead and told her cronies, as thus my clique at home my secret, anyway!" Verna ranted. "Also, she smashed up my contacts!"

"Wait… You wear contacts?" Korpse asked out loud.

"Now I'm down to my last pair!" Verna commented. "Thankfully, I had the foresight to pack some glasses with me before I left, just in case this kinda event came up."

Korpse smiled at Verna.

"Well, at least you prepared for the worst." Korpse said out loud. "But… I gotta ask… Do you see your cronies back at home your true friends?"

"Well, the only reason I joined up with them was that..." Verna muttered. "I was sitting by myself, just doing some math, when the girls sat at my table in Middle School. They saw that I had true potential, and after a while… Well, I kinda… evolved, to put it in layman's terms."

"An evolution you never liked, huh?" Korpse asked, as Verna uneasily nodded. "Look, I hate to be the one to say this, but… I don't think they wanted you as a friend at all. The only reason you got in… Shall we say Team Plastics, is that they were only looking for some fresh meat to mold, until they finally have the perfect opportunity to… Well, pull a Carrie, to keep it short."

"You mean..." Verna asked, as she sighed. "Korpse… You got a group of friends at home?"

"Or course, I do!" Korpse answered. "We may be a group of goths, but we care for each other as well. And trust me; you'll find that one group of friends, who DO care for you."

"Really?" Verna asked. "Wow… You're pretty much the first caring goth I ever met."

"And you may dress like you belong in some cheesy High School movie, but deep down… You're a sweetie. More sweet than Miltank, anyway." Korpse complimented.

"Gee, way to bring that up." Verna teased back.

Confessional: At least Verna didn't face off against Kingdra.

Korpse: Yeah, the goths helped me awaken my true potential. You should see some of my oldest streams; I was very meek and nervous. Then again, any streamer is their first time around.

Verna: At least Korpse is on my side… And I really don't have a grudge against Miltank; it was just being TOO unlucky at the time.

Gigglin' Gryphons

On the beach, Sting and Moana was playing fetch with Fang.

"Go get it, boy!" Sting threw the Frisbee, as Fang ran over to it, all while making a flying leap.

"Huh; never thought we find a Frisbee suitable enough for a shark." commented Moana. "Seriously, the things one can find on this island."

"Well, to be honest, it's made from coconut." Sting replied back. "I think Mozart crafted it?"

"Plausible." Moana answered. "He crafted several things from coconut, including our coconut TV, coconut Nintendo, and coconut refrigerator. I'm STILL curious about that last one."

"You and me, both. But hey, at least it keeps things cold." Sting replied back.

The two looked at each other for a few moments, before…

"So, Sting… I been thinking." Moana commented. "Does any of your friends have that… special someone?"

"Well, my friends Radko and Idana hooked up before the contest, and I know the perfect girl for Quillon." Sting answered.

"Oh." Moana said, as she looked out at sea. "Its that, one of my friends is looking for someone special."

Sting smiled back. "I'm sure she'll find the perfect one someday."

"Yeah, he will." Moana commented back. "It's that he's just had a pretty sad life; I just want him to be happy."

"And he WILL be." Sting replied. "Everyone deserves true happiness, even your friend."

Moana smiled back at Sting. "Thanks, Sting..."

"No prob, my Sea Sweetie." Sting replied back with a blush.

Cherri was looking through Olivia's sketch book. Her sketches bordered on cyberpunkish.

"Cool, this is very badass!" Cherri complimented on Olivia's drawings. "So many chains..."

"You betchya." Olivia replied back.

"Though I never though cheeks were piercable..." muttered Cherri.

"That's the power of research, bud." Olivia replied back.

"Seriously, these character concepts are great!" Cherri commented. "Some of them even look familiar to me somehow..."

Cherri held up what appeared to be a punk version of Stella, screaming into the mike.

Olivia chuckled. "Yeeeaaahhh, I kinda-sorta took some liberties with some of my characters. If it helps… Nebula works at the animal shelter?"

"Yeah, it kinda helps that you ask permission first before you use them." Cherri explained. "Stella may be nice, but I don't think she would appreciate it if you pierce and tattoo her comic counterpart without permission."

"I'll ask her tomorrow." Olivia replied back.

"So… Time for step two of helping with your fear?" Cherri asked.

Olivia nodded. "Lay it on me, bug buddy."

"It's nothing special; Its just gonna be me drawing on your leg." Cherri replied back.

Olivia nodded. "Eh, I did that all the time. Between collecting toe fungus."

"But it's nice to know how it slightly feels when the time comes that we get you inked somewhere you can't reach." Cherri commented.

"Isn't an ink pen more or less painless?" Olivia asked.

"Good point." Cherri nodded. "Still, it's best to know so you don't get the element of being suddenly surprised."

Olivia nodded back. "Yeah, there's that. So… I'm ready to be inked… Temporary, or course."

"Awesome!" Cherri exclaimed.

Nelson was laying back by a tree, thinking of what to write.

"Um… What rhymes with boss?" Nelson thought out loud. "I would say moss, but… Does Korpse even like moss?"

He then groaned in frustration.

"Augh! This poem stuff is very hard!" Nelson moaned, as someone approached him.

"You okay?" Marissa asked, looking concern.

"Hey, Marissa." Nelson answered back. "No, I'm kinda in Poet's Block… Silly, as I never wrote a poem before."

"Hmm, I see..." Marissa commented.

"Marissa?" Nelson asked, getting Marissa's attention. "Besides Ellis… You ever been in love?"

Marissa smiled warmly. "Oh, I have. She's LARPing with the angels, now… But hey, she would want me to have Ellis."

"Well… This has to do with a… love poem." Nelson commented. "I want to make it one of the coolest poems around that would make her really blush."

"I see..." Marissa replied. "How about… When you're around me, my status goes all Berserk… Um… We can finish a milkshake in just four slurps?"

Nelson looked at Marissa with an odd look.

"Er..."

"Cut me a break; I never had to deliver a love letter to Mirian when we hooked up!" replied Marissa. "Still… Maybe a good night's sleep will do?"

Nelson nodded. "Yeah… It is rather late… Maybe something will turn up in my dream?"

"Hey, it worked for my buddy Brandon." Marissa stated.

Confessional: Maybe if Verna didn't destroy Miltank, it could use Attract for you?

Nelson: Ugh… I just want to win Korpse's heart! Is that too much to ask?

Olivia: -Her leg has a beetle drawn on it- This is some kickass beetle… And it kinda tickled to boot!

It was late at night, and over at the Popular's Camp, everyone was sound asleep. However, someone was struggling in their sleep…

In a rather dark catwalk, Verna was looking around.

"Um… hello?" Verna asked. "Korpse? Latif?"

She kept on walking on the catwalk, looking around.

"Huh… Seems empty." Verna commented. "This place seems familiar to me, but I can't point it out..."

"Pfft… Stupid silly… Not that smart, are we?" A voice said out loud. "And I thought you were the Pokemaniac..."

The stage lights from above soon shined on the stage, as Verna gasped out loud.

"You're…?" a stunned Verna asked out loud.

"What do you expect to see, a blonde Flannery?" the voice asked, as she stepped into the light. The figure looked exactly like Verna… Only that she had black hair, was wearing glasses, and her wardrobe looked more geeky than ever. But there was a dark aura about the other Verna, and she had yellow, pupil-less eyes to boot.

"Wait… You're stealing my look..." Verna asked out loud.

"So? You stole countless of 'them' back in the Gamecube games." The other Verna commented back.

"That was the main plot of the game!" Verna shouted back. "They were artificially shadowed, thanks to Ciper!"

"Oh, feeling geeky, are we?" The other Verna replied. "Yeah, you've always been geeky… Right from when you were young. Remember your childhood crush on Johnny Yong Bosch?"

"Aw, come ON!" groaned Verna. "I can't help that he's done anime!"

"Face it… You've always inbraced your geeky side. Even while no one was looking, even when you went to see Twilight with your so-called friends, and you got distracted by the claw machine." The other Verna explained.

"And I still feel sorry about exposing that Turtwig plush to those horrors." Verna commented to herself.

"See? That's what I'm talking about; it's either Pokemon or nerdy stuff on your brain. Face it; you're a geek, and you'll always be a geek." The other Verna explained. "I AM YOU."

Verna looked at her other self in the eye with a dark glare.

"No. There's no way in HELL that you're not me!" Verna shouted out loud.

The other Verna gave off a sadistic grin, as she took out what appeared to be a pure black Pokeball.

"Yeah, that's right… Time to PARTY…" The other Verna commented, as she threw the Pokeball in the air, releasing what is assumed to be…

"Whoa… It's a Dragonite..." Verna commented to herself. "And it's rather dark, and tall, and Gen 1ish to boot..."

"Yep! All the way from Season 1 of the anime..." The other Verna said out loud. "Take your best shot. Cause I am a Shadow… The TRUE self!"

"You bet your ass I will." Verna commented back, as she reached behind her back, and took out what appeared to be a Pokeball. She then looked at it.

"Velvet, I know its been a long time since we battled. How about we get right back into the action?" Asked Verna, as she tossed the Pokeball. A Slurpuff came out, ready to battle, and was waiting for Verna's command with pride.

"Velvet! Play Rough!" Verna ordered, as the Slurpuff happily ran over to the giant Dragonite, and sent it into a cloud of hearts and stars. Once it was done, the Dragonite kneeled over, looking like it was in pain.

"...What the hell?" The other Verna asked out loud. "How is it..."

"Simple; Gen 5 was overpopulated with Dragons; you had to solely raise a Dragon Team to even SURVIVE online." Verna commented. "Thank Arceus that the Fairy Type came into play."

"HAHAHAHAHA..." The other Verna laughed out loud. "Try THIS!"

She then sprayed some kinda medicine on the giant Dragonite. It then pull itself back together.

"Full Restore, bitch." The other Verna commented back.

"Doesn't matter! Velvet! Play Rough again!" Verna ordered, as her Slurpuff did the exact same thing to the Dragonite. The Dragonite was kneeling down in pain.

The other Verna was getting frustrated. "Ugh… Dragonite! Iron Tail!"

The Dragonite did so, as its tail started to glow a silvery color, and it swung it at Velvet, knocking it away.

Verna looked at her downed friend in shock. "Velvet!"

The Other Verna grinned. "Aww… Your friend's all hurt?"

Verna glared at the other Verna. "Don't you DARE mock her like that! And he's not a friend; he's family to me. Plain and simple."

"Geez, take a chill pill..." The other Verna commented.

"You know… I just realized something just now. If being Popular means being mean..." Verna said out loud. "Then… I rather not be popular to begin with… I… rather be the Pokemon nerd that I am. Yeah, a true geek. You are me… This… fake standing here? Is not the real me..."

Velvet weakly walked back over to where Verna was standing, as Verna gave her partner a smile.

"How about we finish this lizard." Verna said with a grin. "Go for another Play Rough! Don't let that derpy Godzilla smack YOU around!"

Velvet nodded in understanding, as she ran towards the Dragonite. The other Verna grinned.

"Give it another Iron Tail! Finish it off!" The other Verna ordered, as the Dragonite started to do so.

However, at that moment, Velvet landed on the tail, and started to run on it.

"The hell?" The other Verna asked out loud.

"That's the ticket, Velvet!" Verna replied out loud. "Send that Dragonite back to where it came from!"

Velvet grinned back, as she pounded the Dragonite in a cloud of dust, with hearts and stars flying all over the place. Once Velvet was done, she ran back to Verna, as the Dragonite was now downed, thanks to its weakness.

"I… don't understand..." The other Verna asked, as Verna walked over to her.

"No… I understand." Verna replied back. "Being a mega-huge Pokenerd is who I really am… As thus a math nut."

"What about back on Day 1?" The other Verna asked. "You called Calculus evil."

"Eh, I was playing it to the audience." Verna commented, as she started to remove her jewelry. "Nobody knows that I'm a math whiz… Yeah, Pokemon really kicked my math skills in full gear. Still, the point stands… I'm a geek… And I should be proud of it."

All of a sudden, the other Verna started to glow, as it looked like it was starting to change shape. Verna shielded herself, as the other Verna started to change shape. In its place… Appeared to be a Chansey.

"It's what I wanted to get into your head..." The Chansey spoke. "Hey, don't get all freaked out cause a Pokemon's talking… But anyways, just remember those words you spoke, and things should be fine..."

The Chansey then started to take the form of a ball of light, as it retreated into a Pokeball that was on Verna. She then took it off her, and looked at it.

"Yeah… You're right. I'm a geek. And I am PROUD to be one!" Verna said to herself. "Now… How do I get outta here?"

Velvet looked at Verna with a look of confusion, as the scene started to fade out into whiteness…

She soon woke up, and looked around the cabin. Rubbing the sand out of her eye, she got up.

"Hmm… Still a little too early." Verna noted.

She looked around the room, to see her fellow teammates, still sleeping. Stella's feet were sticking out from under the covers.

"Huh, never thought you slept that way..." Verna commented to herself, as she quietly left the room. "I've got a few more hours until sunrise. I can get in some mornin' training before breakfast."

Isle Of Rebirth

It was daytime, and the clouds were still covering the sky. Kade looked up, as she whistled.

"Whoa… Sky is cloudy today." Kade commented. "And kinda moist."

"Yeah, no s***, Sherlock." Yentoulis snapped back.

"The moisture is kinda high, today." Benny noted. "It looks like it could rain."

"Yeah, and all over my cashmere sweater, too..." Lance muttered.

"Why do you even wear that thing to an island contest for starters?" Yolei asked.

"I like it..." Lance answered.

"Still, splashing in puddles is fun!" Kade said out loud. "And with my prostectics, no need to track muddy footprints everywhere!"

"Er..." Benny commented back. "Do they still make footprints?"

Kade sighed. "Good point."

Ameherst Island

Back on the island, it was now daytime, and Olivia was sketching in a clearing. Right now, she was currently drawing up a character.

"Hmm… I wonder what kinda hair-do I should give him..." Olivia said to herself. "It's gotta be awesome… Colorful… Yeah, maybe a snack will do."

She eyed an apple on top of a tree, as she started to reach it, but to no luck.

"Crap! It's just too much!" Olivia lamented. "I can still touch it with my fingertips..."

She tried to grab it, and even hopped at it, but to no avail.

"Eh, I can find another apple to dissolve with stomach acids, anyway." Olivia said to the apple as she began to make her leave, as she heard some silent pencil marks. "Hm? That sounds like..."

She followed the sound, it getting louder the farther she went. Until finally, she reached the source of the sound…

Drake was sitting there, sketching in his sketchpad.

"Why did I even agree to this?" Drake lamented, as he continued sketching.

"Agree to what?" Olivia asked from behind, spooking the artist.

"Whoa!" Drake screamed out loud, until he realized who he was talking to. "Oh… One of the Geeks, huh?"

"Yeah. I heard some sketching, and I thought we could talk art before the challenge." Olivia replied out loud. "Plus, I seen your stuff during the Fear Challenge."

"...You wouldn't like it." Drake commented back, as she showed Olivia the picture. She took it, and was taken back in shock.

It was of a cartoon Drake, slitting his wrists, with a razor blade.

Olivia was stunned. "What the hell..."

"Yeah..." Drake replied back. "Knew you weren't gonna like it..."

"Can't you tell anyone about this?" Olivia sternly asked. "This is not right! Cutting is a no-no, both in real life, and in cartoon land."

"What CAN I do?" Drake asked back.

"Okay. First off, see this thing?" Olivia answered back, ripping out the paper from the sketchbook, and folding it up into a very tiny square. "Bye-Bye!" She then gobbled the paper down and swallowed the contents within.

"Er..." Drake asked, confused. "At least I used a non-toxic pen."

"Second, you shall face this problem or whatever's causing it, square in the face." Olivia commented back. "Cause from what I seen of your other artwork, your stuff's good. But this cutting stuff? Nope! Nada!"

"Yeah..." Drake replied back, looking down.

Olivia did a little thinking, as she took out the sketch of Punk Stella, and gave it to Drake.

"Here, I kinda stole your girlfriend's likeness." Olivia explained. "I was gonna ask her permission, but if I gotta cheer you up..."

Drake blushed slightly at the mention of the word 'Girlfriend'. He then took a peek at the picture.

"Wow, seems a little… Eccentric." Drake commented. "Especially with the stars… Still, it's really good. Nice job."

"So, you ready to face this problem of yours?" Olivia asked back.

Drake sighed. "Not… Just yet."

Olivia frowned at that response.

"But I know that drawing me cutting myself is not the answer." Drake replied back, smiling slightly.

Olivia smiled back. "That's the ticket! So… See ya at the Challenge!"

Drake smiled back as well. "Likewise."

Confessional: Looks like things are looking up…

Olivia: For a tall guy, he seems rather… Nice. But I still wonder what set him off, the poor guy…

Drake: -He is smiling as he looks at the pic of Punk Stella-

Powerhungry Polar Bears

Steph was near the spider's cave, holding what appeared to be some bugs.

"Here you go, my pet..." Steph commented out loud. "Eat up, and soon… You shall be my ticket of taking out everyone… I even have a good target for you..."

She then displayed a pic of Verna to the spider. It lept at it, and shredded it to pieces, all while squealing sadistically.

"Perfect… Soon, Pokemaniac will pay..." Steph said to herself, as…

"Campers! Report to Challenge Beach for a special surprise!" Chris said through the intercom.

"Perfect… Maybe someone is getting ejected." said Steph, while giving off a dark look.

Giggling Gryphons

Cherri approached a meditating Xantara, curious about something.

"Hey, Xantara?" Cherri asked, as Xantara looked up. "I'm just curious about who you voted for last night."

Xantara visibly sighed. "Don't take this the wrong way, but… I kinda voted for you. Hope you forgive me for that."

Cherri nodded in understanding. "Don't know why, but I forgive you for that."

"Thanks, Cherri." Xantara replied back. "And sorry again for voting for you."

Meanwhile...

"It's FINISHED!" Nelson shouted out loud.

"What's finished?" Sting asked.

"My love poem to Korpse!" Nelson replied back. "Wanna read?"

Sting nodded, as Nelson gave the poem to Sting.

To My Gothic Gal Pal

From Day 1, I really liked you.

You are really cute, just like a Mew.

From your awesome look to your nose stud

You and me are really good buds.

And your gaming skills are top of the charts!

You totally dissemble Wily's bots into spare parts.

With your black hair streaked a cool blue…

All I'm saying is… Wanna be my Player Two?

Nelson

Sting read it, and smiled.

"Cool… Korpse is gonna like this!" Sting said out loud. "Seriously, this is great!"

"Yeah!" Nelson replied back, as…

"Campers! Report to Challenge Beach for a special surprise!" Chris said through the intercom.

"Awesome! A surprise!" Nelson said out loud.

"Race ya to the Beach!" Sting replied back.

"You're on!" Exclaimed Nelson.

Challenge Beach

(Note: The Italics coming up are from people from a different location.)

At Challenge Beach, the teams were greeted to what appeared to be a large computer monitor. There were some chairs on the beach as well.

"So, what's our surprise?" Mozart asked. "Movie night?"

"If so… I hope its The Princess Bride!" Marissa exclaimed.

"Nah, one TRUE movie that's a true classic has to be Lethal Weapon!" Grace commented back.

"Close, but it's not Movie Day." Chris said out loud, as he came onto the scene. "But I have a nice surprise for you! For making it this far… We've got your friends and family via Skype to talk to you and give you word of encouragement! They also sent some gifts!"

The campers cheered at that remark.

"Awesome, we get to talk to our parents!" Ellis commented.

Drake smiled mentally. "At least mom's words will cheer me up..."

"And first up… Stella!" Chris announced, as Stella went to the chair in front of the screen. Drake wanted to follow her, but with Steph near him, he thought otherwise.

On screen, a couple around their 40's were looking at a camera. The dad was wearing a purple sweater-vest over a dark green sweater, and had some shaggy black hair. The mom had her brown hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a blue shirt with a heart on it, a green skirt, and was wearing some pretty expensive jewelry. Like Stella, they too had markings near their eyes, with the dad's being diamonds, and the mom's being hearts. They were Mr. and Mrs. Sirloin, Stella's parents.

"Is this thing on?" Mr. Sirloin asked. "Anyways, hi, honey! Me and mom's hoping you're doing well!"

"Yeah, when you signed on, we were a little concerned, but in the end, it was for the best, huh?" Mrs. Sirloin replied back. "Plus, you seemed to have gotten yourself a lovely boyfriend!"

Stella blushed at that remark. "Mom… We're just friends."

"But still, you've always been kind and generous to other people… Why, just yesterday, you were a meek gal, afraid to try out new stuff… Now look at you, cheering up other people." Mr. Sirloin explained.

"Your birth parents would be proud of you..." Mrs. Sirloin replied back. "And Drake? He's so cool looking..."

"Yeah, we wanna thank you for taking Drake under your wing." Mr. Sirloin commented. "He'll be a fine addition to the Sirloin family someday."

Stella blushed an even deeper shade of red. "Aw, dad..."

"Anyways, we got you a present." Mrs. Sirloin said out loud, as Chris handed over Stella's present. She opened it to receive a new microphone.

"Cool, this is the Idolmaster 20K..." Stella commented. "These things are super-expensive! Thank you!"

"Anything for our Sweet Starshine..." replied back. "Well, we gotta go. Good luck in the contest, hon!"

"Bye-Bye!" Mrs. Sirloin said, as the two waved goodbye as the video ends.

Stella smiled, as she got up. "Thanks, mom and dad… For everything."

Confessional: A sweet meeting

Stella: Yeah, I never told anyone this before, but… I was like Drake before. Singing helped me break out of my shell, and now… My songs shall be 40% cooler with this thing! ...Wow, I really rubbed off of Drake's cartoons in a way, huh?

Steph: Stella is adopted… And she's in cahoots with Drake? YUCK! She should be euthanized just for being adopted into a loving home!

"Okay, next up…" Chris announced. "Thunder!"

"I know just who I'm talking to..." sighed Thunder, as he approached the chair. Twiggy was next to him for moral support.

"If he pulls anything..." Twiggy commented.

A rather tall and muscular person looked at the camera. He appeared to have a tribal tattoo on his bicep. He looked at the camera, looking rather mad. He was Mr. Lucas, Thunder's Dad.

"Thunder… Son… No, I am ashamed to call you my son." Mr. Lucas said out loud. "What is this stuff about wanting to quit football? You're a man! You're supposed to be in football!"

"Why bother being on the team?!" Thunder yelled back. "All I do is warm up the bench, all while being around muscular yahoos, talking about how they'll touch their girl down after the match..."

"Okay… That is a total dash of TMI." Twiggy commented.

"And what's with this cooking crap that you and your girlfriend's into?" Mr. Lucas snapped back. "Only girls should cook! You should be out in the field!"

Twiggy sighed. "Yeesh… How did you even SURVIVE after your wife died?! Look, if Thunder never wanted to play, you shouldn't force it on him!"

"And why aren't you in the kitchen, making your BOYFRIEND a sandwich?" Mr. Lucas commented back.

Twiggy gave off a dark glare. "What. Did. You. Say?!"

Mr. Lucas was taken back. "What? I only asked for you to make your boyfriend a sandwich."

"Don't you DARE talk to Thunder that way!" Twiggy yelled back in anger. "The only reason you're abusing him to begin with is because you have no outlet to take your grief on! I'm completely flabbergasted at how you been treating your son! I don't think you're a true dad at all!"

"Oh, yeah?" Mr. Lucas replied back. "Well, I think his cooking ideas suck big time."

"Well, he's a better cook than YOU, both in skill, and personality!" Twiggy snapped back. "And once this season's done, first chance he gets, he's moving in with my family. Take THAT!"

"Ugh, fine." Mr. Lucas replied back. "But don't come crying to me when she dumps you, son..."

He ended the call on his end, as Thunder looked at Twiggy.

"Twiggy? ...Thanks for defending me." Thunder commented, smiling slightly.

"No problem, Thunder." Twiggy replied back with a warm smile.

Confessional: A Sweet Gesture

Thunder: Yeah. First chance I get, I'm quitting the football team. This may look like the markings of something new…

Twiggy: Yeesh, Mr. Lucas… What can I say? Other than add a dash of 'Up Yours'...

"Next up..." Chris announced. "Korpse!"

"Awesome!" Korpse replied out loud, as she lept into the chair. Nelson followed behind her.

On screen, what appeared to be a Japanese male and a British female were on-screen. The male was dressed up in a business suit, while the female was in an expensive dress. The air around them showed a bit of authority, though. They were the rich Mr. and Mrs. Lobster.

"Hello, Yoselyn." Mrs. Lobster said out loud. "We are glad you're doing well."

Korpse sighed. "Mom, the name is ScoreKorpse, or just Korpse."

"You'll always be our little Yoselyn to us, though." Mr. Lobster replied back. "In either case, we're proud of you for making it this far."

"Exactly." Mrs. Lobster commented. "When you first went through a… wardrobe change, we were shocked. But we soon understood about your feelings. Plus, you found yourself someone that can take your mind off of those silly games."

Korpse blushed, knowing who she was referring to.

"Yes, he will be a find addition to our family, someday." Mr. Lobster replied out loud, with Nelson blushing in the process, as Haruto, the boy from Korpse's picture, came into the room. His hands were stained from one of his paintings.

"Hey! Just got done painting a pic." Haruto said out loud, as he noticed the camera. "Ooh, you're talking to Korpse! Hi, Korpse!"

"Hi, Haruto!" Korpse replied back.

Haruto then noticed Nelson next to Korpse.

"So, sis… Is that the Nelson you have the hots for?" Haruto asked innocently.

"Haruto!" A shocked Mrs. Lobster exclaimed, reprimanding her son.

"Gee, sorry… Yeesh, comment just once about relationships to Viruskanner and Darknovel… So, I managed to smuggle you an awesome gift! Check it out!" Haruto said out loud, as Korpse was handed the gift to her.

"Cool! It's that game I had my eye on!" Korpse replied back. "Thanks, Haruto!"

"No prob!" Haruto commented. "Plus, I hidden a special something, you can give to Nelson when the time is right."

"In either case, good luck with the rest of the contest." Mr. Lobster said to her daughter, as the three waved Korpse goodbye, as the video feed ended.

"Thanks, mom and dad..." Korpse commented out loud.

"So that's your parents, huh?" Nelson asked.

"Yeah. They may be a tad strict, but they do care for me and my brother." Korpse explained. "And are loosening up, now that I'm growing up."

"Understandable." Nelson nodded.

Confessional: Spoiled Sweet for certain

Korpse: Hm… -She holds up what appeared to be a pair of bracelets- For Nelson. At least it's better than MY attempt.

Nelson: Korpse's family is really cool! Though what they meant about me being a fine Lobster is … Well, I'm only 14! Am I a little too young to be thinking something like that?

"Next up?" Chris announced. "It's Marissa!"

"Neat!" said Marissa with a smile as she sat in the chair, with Ellis by her. "It be nice to hear from my parents."

On screen, what appeared to be an African-Canadian couple was in front of a camera. The dad had an orange open jacket over a blue tank-top, and green shorts on. The mom was wearing a pink t-shirt with a heart on it, and blue pants.

"Er, it's ready, Mr. and Mrs. Lambert." A male voice commented out loud.

"Thanks, Brandon." Mr. Lambert thanked, as he turned towards the camera. "Hello, my Kick-Ass Princess… Dad here."

"Mom here as well, congratulating you for getting this far." Mrs. Lambert also said out loud. "Why, you're just as happy as you were when you were around Mirian."

"Yeah, the LARPers were a huge godsend to you." Mr. Lambert inquired. "Both helping you with your troubles as well as helping you out of the closet."

Marissa smiled gently. "Aww..."

"Also, we gotta give out a sincere thanks to Ellis, who's helped our Marissa love again." Mrs. Lambert replied back. "Your cousin Fauna? She may not like it, but love is love, no matter who or what kind of skin tone you have. Ellis? He's an upstanding person."

Ellis smiled at that remark. "Aww… Thanks, Mrs. Lambert."

"Honey? We have a little surprise for you." Mr. Lambert commented out loud. "It may not be much, but we know you like knights and all, we hope you like it."

Marissa was given the package, as she opened it. Her eyes lit up like a child on Christmas morning.

"Awwww, it's Issue One of the Sir Steve comics! Thank you, mom and dad!" Marissa thanked her parents.

"Glad you like it." Mrs. Lambert replied back. "Well, we gotta go, now. Good luck with the contest and winning Ellis!"

The two waved at the camera, as the video feed ended.

"Your parents are really nice folks." Ellis commented.

"Yeah, they're the best!" Marissa replied back. "Family's pretty much your TRUE party members, no matter what."

Confessional: Truer words have never been spoken.

Ellis: Marissa's parents? Thanks for birthing such a wonderful and cute daughter. I really mean that to the bottom of my heart.

Marissa: Yeah, I always liked the Sir Steve comics. He's so funny!

Steph: So, the Dungeon Queen is a Dungeon Slut? HAHAHAHAHA! This just keeps getting better and better!

"Okay, next up… Drake!" Chris announced out loud as Drake nodded.

"Maybe a chat with mom'll help me out..." Drake thought to himself.

Setting up a webcam was a woman in her late 30's. She had black hair like Drake set in a bob cut, though there were some green streaks added. She was wearing a pink and blue striped sweater, a black t-shirt with a clown over the sweater, purple pants, and had some body piercings.

Most of the campers starred at the mom with awe, as she started to speak.

"Honey? Hi… It's me, mom." Mrs. Flare said out loud. "How you feeling?"

"...Like crap." Drake commented back.

"I know… But your friends thought this would be good for you." Mrs. Flare replied. "And look at you now; you've got friends on here, as well as a crush on someone!"

"Yeah..." Drake muttered.

"So, let's get you back into the confident spirit, and take the world on!" Mrs. Flare commented, as she looked at Stella and gave off a wink. "Besides, you gotta hook me and dad up with some grandkids someday."

Drake blushed very deeply. "Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

"Oh, please! I already have the tattoo of you and Stella all set, son!" Mrs. Flare replied back, as she held up a sheet of paper. "Yeah, just waiting for the perfect time to get inked!"

Drake mentally smiled at his mom. "Mom… Always with the ink..."

"Anyways, I packed you in some sketch pads for you to enjoy. Go get 'em, son!" Mrs. Flare said right back with a grin, as the video feed ended.

Drake smiled back. "Even though that embarrassed me… Thanks, mom."

Drake walked back to where his chair was, as Mozart tapped Drake on the shoulder.

"Wow… That babe on the screen looked hot..." Mozart commented out loud with a grin.

Drake's eyes went wide in shock. "Mozart! That's my MOM!"

Confessional: Momma Mia…

Mozart: Drake's mom has got it going on… -He makes a phone gesture with his hand- Call me! My number is-

Steph: So, that autistic f*** came from her? And she looks... Why were there goo-goo eyes all around you, you old hag?!

Olivia: Cool, she's into body piercings and tattoos! COOLEST MOM EVER!

Drake: -Chuckles- Like Mozart would get anywhere with her. She's kinda older than him… And married.

"Up next… Ada!" Chris announced, as the DJ walked towards the chair. Nicholas followed her as well. "Now, Ada? Sadly, your parents were too busy to be able to talk to you."

Ada frowned at that remark.

"But we got the next best thing!" Chris replied back, as the computer screen turned on.

In front of the camera, appeared to be a Swedish teenage girl with dyed-blue hair. She had some red clothing on, had a pair of earphones around her neck, and flashed a grin at the camera as she winked at the camera.

Ada's eyes went wide as saucers when she saw who she was talking to.

"E-E—Erika?" Ada squeed out loud.

"In the flesh, Ada buddy!" Erika replied back. "Glacier is in the HUS!"

"And so is Voltage!" Ada commented with a grin.

Nicholas was confused. "Glacier? Voltage?"

"Oh..." Erika said out loud. "Forgot you're a rockin' newb in this DJ stuff. They're our stage names! Mine is Glacier, my cousin's is Blaze, and according to Ada, her's is Voltage."

"Yeah, this stuff is a little confusing." Nicholas commented out loud.

"So, congrats on making it this far, Ada!" said Erika, with a grin on her face. "You've really proved yourself to be a very cool DJ!"

"Aww, thanks!" Ada replied back with a smile.

At that moment, Thunder ran up to the monitor, holding a pencil.

"Whoa, are you Glacier? I'm Thunder!" Thunder said out loud, with a goofy grin. "You make my life feel the wub so much… Can I have an autograph?"

Erika giggled. "I'm on a computer screen, silly!"

Thunder sighed out loud, as he walked back in defeat.

"He one of the Populars?" Erika asked.

"Yeah, he even make a mean fish steak." Ada answered. "Though I never seen him react like that before."

"Well, my time's running short; I have a gig to get to." Erika commented. "Good luck in the contest, and with your little friend there! Lat oss ga! "

"I sure will!" Ada replied back, looking at Nicholas with a blush, as the video cuts off.

"Wow… Erika looked awesome!" Nicholas commented.

"Yeah, she's the best." Ada replied back, with a smile on her face.

Confessional: WUB! WUB! WUB! WUB!

Ada: Yeah, I pretty much consider Erika my friendly rival in the world of DJ-ing. She offered some great advice online!

Nicholas: Still confused about those stage names… Would Shade work good for me?

Thunder: -Shouts in the air- Curse you, fourth wall!

"Up next… Moana!" Chris announced, as Moana walked down and sat in the chair. Sting stood behind, so he would give Moana some alone time with her friends.

In front of what appeared to be an aquarium sat a tall, tanned person, setting up a camera. He was male, and was wearing a swimsuit on. Next to him appeared to be a red-haired tween boy, holding a sea lion. And behind the two was a lady wearing glasses, and also had a swimsuit on.

"So, I'm kinda new at this, Wiley. Are we on?" The tanned person asked.

"Yep; we're on!" Wiley commented back, as the two looked into the camera. "Hi, Moana! It's me, your little bro Wiley!"

Moana smiled gently. "Hi, Wiley!"

"And your partners in Marine High, Jeff, and Luci!" Jeff replied back.

The sea lion looked at the camera, and barked happily from Wiley's arms.

"Hi, Ohana!" Moana replied to the camera. "Do you miss your mommy?"

"Aww, Ohana's happy to see you, too!" Luci commented with a warm smile.

"Anyways, we're here to congratulate you for getting this far in the contest." Jeff said out loud. "We always knew you would get far."

Luci chuckled. "She still has a long way to go. Anyways, Wiley's been a great help while you were gone."

At that moment, a Latino girl around Wiley's age ran up to him and glomped Wiley from behind. She appeared to be wearing a green shirt, pink pants, and had her hair in six ponytails, with its ends dyed pink.

"Wiley!" The girl said out loud.

"Tilly!" Wiley commented. "We're just here, filming a message for my sis."

"Aw, and you couldn't invite me?" Tilly playfully pouted, as Ohana barked playfully at the Latino. "Silly Ohana..."

Moana chucked at that scene, as she continued watching.

"Aw, Tilly..." Luci also chuckled. "Glomping your boyfriend from behind, huh?"

"So..." Wiley said out loud, changing the subject while blushing. "Sis, want me to give you some advice on winning Sting?"

"Sure." Moana nodded back.

"Also, Moana?" Tilly asked. "Want me to check and see if Sting's the right person for you? I can blend into his crowd very… easy."

"Er… Would that require facial piercings?" Jeff asked out loud.

Tilly sighed. "Good point. Moana? Just be yourself, confident, and everything will go muy bueno!"

Moana smiled. "Okay… I'll try that. Thanks, guys."

"No problem!" Luci replied back.

"In either way, we gotta go." Jeff said out loud. "Good luck with the contest, Moana!"

Everyone waved back, as Ohana barked again, as the video feed ended.

Moana smiled at the camera, as she got up. "Nice to see you guys."

Confessional: A Swimmingly Bunch.

Moana: Yeah, I really missed those guys. And after that incident that was a… -shudders- bloody mess with Ohana, we saved the little sea lion, raised it, and… It kinda became the aquarium mascot. We would never leave anyone behind, and that includes family.

Olivia: Aww, they're encouraging Moana to hook up with Sting!

"Up next… Sting!" Chris announced out loud.

"Neat!" Sting replied back, as he sat in the chair, as the screen turned on. Moana sat by him, as well.

Three teenagers two of them male, and the other a female, were sitting on a couch, dressed in similar clothes of that to Sting. They both had hair covering half their face, body piercings, as well as eyeliner on. But unlike the Cheerful Emo, these group of teens were… actual emos.

"Wow..." Moana commented out loud. "You weren't kidding when you said they went emo."

"Yeah..." Sting replied back, as Olivia squeezed between the two.

"Ooh, room for one more?" Olivia asked out loud, as she looked at the three emos onscreen. "Cool… So many bad boys… I'M IN BAD BOY HEAVEN!"

"Yeah… Why are we doing this, again?" One of the males asked out loud.

"Because we're Sting's closest pals, Radko..." The female replied back to Radko. "Our old selves are ancient history..."

"Still, he's sticking with us through thick and thin, when this sad, pathetic world rejected us, bullied us, and knocked us down time and time again, Idana..." Radko commented out loud.

"In either case… Congrats for making it this far..." Idana replied out loud. "Even though it'll be worthless, we're still cheering for you."

"Yeah, and..." Radko started to say, as he glanced over at the male next to Idana. "Quillon? You okay?"

Quillon, who was looking at the screen at the time, nodded slowly.

"Okay." Radko replied back, as he looked back at the camera. "Yeah, Quillon here is silent during this pathetic show… I tried to get it outta him, but it's worthless… Like our futures."

"Aww, don't say that..." Moana commented back. "Sure, it sucks now, but it'll get better!"

"I dunno..." Ilana muttered. "Between my favorite TV show being canceled and replaced with something involving some wannabee named Rusty… Life kinda sucked."

"So? My life also sucked, what with me being stuck in a dying town and all, but I never let that stop me..." Olivia explained. "Well, except for the time I wimped out of a piercing and started collecting human fungi, but that's besides the point. Sometimes, you just gotta look life in the eye, and smile big. Especially you, you cutie."

Quillon, hearing those words, broke off a smile, as he started to breath deep. He wanted to say something, but shut his mouth. He soon got up.

"Guys? Please excuse me..." Quillon said out loud, as he walked out of the room, blushing VERY HEAVILY.

"Wow… Never thought my words left such an impact." Olivia commented.

"Yeah, he gonna be okay?" Moana asked.

"He'll be fine… Maybe." Radko answered back."Anyways, we have a gift for you. Hope you enjoy..."

Sting opened his gift, and smiled big. "Aww, cool! It's a Garfield plush!"

"That's not all..." Ilana said out loud. "Quillon also added something else to the gift."

Sting reached deeper, and pulled out what appeared to be a bag…

"...Clip On Body piercings?" Sting asked out loud. "But, I've already got actual piercings."

He then looked at Olivia.

"You want these?" Asked Olivia.

"Do I?" Olivia replied back, as she was given the clip-on piercings. "Thanks, Sting!"

"In either case, good luck..." Radko commented. "You'll need it..."

"Thanks. And try to listen to Moana and Olivia's words, okay?" Sting asked out loud. "True friends always stick together."

"We'll… think about it. Later." Ilana replied back, as the video feed ended.

Sting smiled warmly. "I love you guys..."

"Wow, you really care for your friends, huh?" Moana asked out loud.

"That, I do." Sting replied back. "I even think of them as my extended family."

Both Moana and Olivia could only smile back.

Confessional: Awww...

Sting: It feels just like yesterday that we met up in Elementary school… We been together ever since.

Moana: Sting's friends seemed troubled. But he really cares for them… -Blushes-

Olivia: So many bad boys… And yet, they appeared to be sad. Here's hoping my advice cheers them up.

"Next up… Nicholas!" Chris announced, as Nicholas got up, and gulped. Ada was by his side for moral support.

"This… is gonna suck." Nicholas commented out loud.

Ada grabbed his hand for comfort.

"Nick? Trust me… Everything's gonna be okay." Ada said out loud.

On screen, a stern-looking couple was giving off a glare into the camera. The male appeared to be wearing a suit, while the female was wearing a dress. They gave off an air of authority, as well. They were the Rexes, Nicholas' parents. But unlike Korpse's mom and dad, Nicholas' mom and dad meant serious business.

"Nicholas John Rexington..." Mr. Rex said out loud. "We are VERY disappointed in you. First off, you disobey our orders, and have put a strain in the Rexington family."

Mrs. Rex gave off a dark glare at Ada, as Nicholas' dad continued.

"We thought this show would be perfect for your skills, but what do you do? First off, you listen to the devil's music, then you got corrupted by your 'friends' to boot. Including one who was one of OUR people! She should be VERY ashamed of herself."

"And your crush? We do NOT accept people like her into the family!" Mrs. Rex spoke off at Ada.

Ada tried to speak up, but was interrupted by Mrs. Rex.

"Do you really think you'll get anywhere in your career? Especially using the devil's music, to boot?" Mrs. Rex asked out loud."And with you being white, Ada? You know what they do? All they do is murder, rape, cheat, kill our people… Everyone of them is doomed to burn in the fires of Hell."

"Aw, come ON, mom!" Nicholas protested. "Drake's white, and he's a nice guy, from what I heard."

"Yeah, but does he look like it?" Mrs. Rex said out loud. "He's tall and mean."

"Stella?" Nicholas asked again.

"Rich bitch who pretends to be nice." Mrs. Rex added.

"...Nelson on the Geeks?" Nicholas tried again.

"Some child who should grow up and get a haircut." Mr. Rex replied back. "Look, from what we're concerned, once this contest is over, don't bother coming home. You can stay with whitey for all we care. This conversation is over."

The video feed then ended, as Nicholas sighed. Ada was by his side within a moment.

"Hey, don't feel too down." Ada commented. "There's just some people who can't be reasoned with..."

"Yeah." Nicholas replied back.

"And hey, you've always have a place at my family's home when this contest's over." said Ada with a gentle smile.

Nicholas smiled back. "Thanks, Ada."

Confessional: More bittersweet than anything.

Ada: Is there any reason I don't f*** around with politics?

Nicholas: Yeah, I'm glad Ada and Kade came into my life… Especially Ada. -Blushes-

"Next up? Ellis!" Chris announced out loud, as Ellis got up, and sat down in front of the giant monitor. Marissa was by his side as well.

In front of the camera, was a couple. The male had on a t-shirt and pants, while his wife had on a shirt, and some jeans. They were the Cookes, Ellis' parents.

"Hello, Ellis. We want to congratulate you for making it this far in the contest." Mr. Cooke said out loud.

"Yes, we are so proud of you, son." Mrs. Cooke also said out loud. "Plus, you're getting a bit better at spelling out the truth."

"Thanks, mom..." Ellis commented.

"But... We are a bit concerned." Mr. Cooke stated.

"About what, dad?" asked Ellis.

"Your friend that you... have feelings for." Mrs. Cooke answered.

"You mean Marissa?" Ellis asked back with a blush on his face.

"Don't be fooled, son. Her kind know how to get into your mind, then snatch up all they can and head for the hills." Mr. Cooke lectured.

"Dad, I know for a fact that she is NOT like that, at all." Marissa commented. "She's the exact opposite."

"That's what she wants you to think," Mrs. Cooke replied. "But we've seen her type before. Faking interests just to get your guard down."

"Mrs. Cooke..." Marissa said, looking at Ellis. "I can assure you that I'm a real deal friend to Ellis."

"...I still don't feel right about you two, but I won't judge." Mr. Cooke replied back. "Son? As long as you're cautious around 'her kind'… Then it's perfectly fine with us."

"Gee… Thanks, dad." Ellis commented.

"Now, we weren't sure on what gift we wanted to get you, but in the end, we know you'll love it." Mrs. Cooke said, as Ellis opened his gift.

Well, huh." inquired Ellis as he held up his gift. "It's a sweater."

"Hey, it gets cold at night." Mr. Cooke replied back. "Plus, you and 'your girl' match now."

Ellis nodded as he tied the sweater around his waist.

"Well, we better get going, now. Good luck in the contest!" Mrs. Cooke said out loud, as the both of them waved back, as the video feed ended.

"Yeah, Marissa? Kinda forgot to tell you about my family." Ellis commented. "They're kinda..."

Marissa put a comforting hand on Ellis' shoulder. "Hey, I'm sure over time, they'll learn to tolerate my kind. We're not all rappers, or gold hungry, or obnoxious. Sometimes, the kindest person you'll ever meet has a more darker skin tone. In the end, we're people, and that's what matters."

"Exactly." said Ellis with a smile, as some static came from the monitor. The two of them turned to see what was going on.

"The heck? This is… new." muttered Marissa.

"Hello? Hello, hello?" A voice rang out through the static, as it soon started to give way.

Ellis couldn't believe his eyes. "No… way..."

A girl a few years older than Ellis was shown, with purple hair and dark brown tips. Her face lighted up as she saw the teenager.

"Ellis!" The girl yelled out loud with a smile.

"Isabel?" Ellis asked back.

"It's so good to see you again!" Isabel replied back over the monitor.

"Yeah, last time you saw me… You were giving off a cruel smirk at me..." Ellis commented out loud.

"Oh... You meant the urn incident. Look, I told you before, I felt horrible about that." muttered Isabel, looking down.

"Look, I forgive you." Ellis gently replied back. "And besides, it's not your fault at all; those Goal And Glitter creeps… brainwashed you."

"Well, brainwashed is a strong term…" Isabel muttered back. "I dunno what came over my head, and thanks to my actions… I lost my bro."

"Hey… Chin up. I'm still your bro, Isabel." Ellis commented.

"Heh, thanks, Elliebean!" Isabel replied back with a teasing smirk.

"Aww, Isabel..." Ellis muttered, blushing in embarrassment.

"So… Isabel, is it?" Marissa asked out loud. "Whatever happened to those… Goals and Glitter that Ellis mentioned?"

"Well... I sorta had them broken up. Told my parents about what happened, then they told the other parents... I'm sort of on the bottom of the food chain now." Isabel explained.

Marissa smiled back. "Eh, popularity doesn't mean squat. At least now, you can show the world who the TRUE Isabel is?"

"Yeah. But the true Isabel was not only cut from the soccer team- the one thing I enjoyed in school… But also EXPELLED from school." Isabel explained.

"At least the other girls were too." Ellis replied out loud.

"We also forfeited all our wins from ALL of our sports teams as well." Isabel muttered.

"Yeesh, talk about overkill. Ellis, was your great grandma in the Billy Graham league of religion?!" Marissa asked out loud with wide-eyes.

"Well, she did have a signed photo." Ellis answered.

"Anyways, I better go." Isabel commented. "Good luck in the contest, and with Marissa!"

The video feed soon ended, leaving Ellis blushing.

"Yeesh, way to embarrass me in front of my friends, sis..." Ellis muttered, as Marissa playfully pinched Ellis' cheek.

Confessional: That's what family's there for, right?

Ellis: Yeah, I didn't mention it to Marissa… My family's somewhat racist. And being kinda the rebel I am, I pretty much fell in love with her. I also kinda lied back on the favorite food bit; I like fried chicken. I didn't want to make Marissa mad at me, though.

Marissa: Nice to see that Ellis' sis left her old party. But talk about extreme Rocks Fall, Everyone Dies… Only with 100% less death involved.

"Next up? Cherri!" Chris announced out loud.

Cherri grinned, as she elbowed Olivia.

"Get pumped, Olivia!" Cherri said out loud. "You're a HUGE fan of body piercings and tattoos; you're gonna ADORE my family."

"Wow, you're hyping it up, big time!" Olivia replied back as the two sat in the chair in front of the monitor.

On a couch was a couple in their adulthood. They both had wildly colored hair, body piercings all over, and punk-like clothing on, as well as tattoos on their arms. There was also a young boy seated between them, though only with his fringe dyed. They were the BittenBytes, Cherri's parents.

"Hello, our bed bug! It's your parents!" Mrs. BittenByte said out loud. "Congrats on getting this far and winning Benny's heart!"

"Yeah, you really picked out one awesome dude!" Mr. BittenByte also said.

"Also, you're kicking butt, sis!" The young boy commented out loud.

"Aww, thanks, Uzi!" Cherri said back.

"And you're teaching your friend here the TRUE wonders of punkhood!" Mrs. BittenByte inquired out loud. "Diggin' the piercings you got, man!"

"Thanks, but they're currently clip-ons." Olivia stated. "Still kinda afraid of needles and such."

"I'm sure you'll be ready for the real deal someday. But still, you're almost like your mom, Cherri!" Mrs. BittenByte added. "Though without the group on Facebook I made involving punk girl gamers. From what I know, some Flare gal's own it?"

From far back, Drake couldn't help but whistle an innocent tune.

"Still, we got a good gift for you, Cherri." Uzi commented. "We know you'll love it."

Cherri opened her gift, as her eyes lit up. She was now holding a gold-colored net.

"COOOOLLL! It's the Bugga-Bag 2015! It's the net to end ALL nets! Good grip, a chronometer, high catch ratio… The ads for this baby says the net CHOOSES its user!" Cherri explained. "Kickass!"

"That's not all; Olivia?" Mr. BittenByte added. "There's something in that box for you."

Olivia dug in the box and pulled out what appeared to be spiked bracelets.

"Cool; I've always wanted a pair of these; never could find any in the stores I frequent…" Olivia said out loud. "But why?"

"Well, we understand that you're afraid of spikes and needles." Uzi explained. "So, we figured by wearing these, it'll help you get used to pointy things again."

"Awww… Thanks, guys!" Olivia replied back, as she put the bracelets on. "I look very kickass, huh?"

"You betchya!" Mrs. BittenByte commented. "Well, we gotta go. Good luck in the contest, you two!"

The family waved goodbye as the video feed soon went blank, as the two girls smiled.

"Cherri? Your family… Offically ROCKS!" said Olivia out loud.

Confessional: That, they do.

Olivia: Is it bad I wanna steal some of their hair and clone them? Though not to keep; the world needs more awesome people like Cherri's family.

Cherri: Shame Benny's not here to see this. I'm sure they would love him. Oh, well… Maybe after the contest?

"Up next… Heidi!" Chris announced, as Heidi walked to the chair. Grace also sat next to her as well.

"First, Grace? There's something I gotta tell you about my family..." Heidi said out loud.

"Which is…?" Asked Grace.

"You'll see soon enough." answered Heidi.

In a living room, sat two men. They were wearing casual clothes, as well. One of the men was tall and lanky, while the other looked to be fat. They were the Fieldgoals, Heidi's parents. They were smiling at the camera.

"Hi, Heidi! How's our daughter doing?" The tall man said out loud. "Congrats for getting this far!"

"Yeah, when we heard you were trying for Total Drama, we were surprised. But we genuinely accepted it." The fat man replied back.

"Thanks, dad… and dad." Heidi said out loud, as Grace took notice.

"You mean, you..." Grace started to ask, as…

"Yeah, I've got two dads." Heidi commented. "I didn't want to risk anyone hearing."

"So, Heidi? It appeared you've switched to Golf." The tall man announced. "While we are confused as to why, we completely understand."

"Plus, with golf, there's way less risk of an injury." The fat man also said. "With that, we're giving you a gift… It's rather large, though."

Heidi opened it, to reveal what appeared to be a golf bag.

"Very cool!" Heidi said out loud. "Thanks, dads!"

"Anything for our little girl. We better go. Good luck in the contest, honey! We're rooting for you!" The tall man commented out loud, as the two males waved at the camera as the video feed ended.

"Wow, this is very neato!" Heidi inquired, as she inspected her clubs.

"Yeah, very much so." Grace added.

Far from the two girls, Mozart gave off a smile.

Confessional: So… Yeah. FORE!

Heidi: I love my dads…

Grace: Heidi was raised by a gay couple? Very fruitful, indeed.

Mozart: Okay, I really totally respect Heidi now for being a teen that has gay parents.

"Next up, Grace!" Chris announced out loud.

"And being we're still on the couch..." Grace commented, as she bit into an apple.

In front of a camera was a male and female. The dad appeared to be wearing farmer clothes, while the female appeared to be wearing a blue dress, and holding a cake. They were Mr. and Mrs. Celery, Grace's parents. They both smiled at the camera.

"Hi, our little starfruit!" Mr. Celery said out loud. "Congrats on getting this far!"

"Yeah, you're really kicking butt out there!" Mrs. Celery also said.

"Thanks, mom and dad." Grace nodded.

"You know, when you came out to us as a lesbian, we were scared for you at first." Mr. Celery commented. "But you still proved you are tough. Plus, you've got a tough girl as well!"

Heidi blushed at that remark. "Hey, I'm not that tough..."

"So, yeah. Here's hoping you go farther!" Mrs. Celery said out loud. "We gotta go, now. Good luck, dear!"

The two waved goodbye, as the video feed ended.

"Wow, your parents really accepted me, huh?" Heidi asked out loud.

"Hey, they're easy-going guys." Grace answered back, as the two walked back to the teams.

"So, you're an actual lesbian?" Thunder asked.

"You bet!" Grace answered, biting into an apple. "And my parents always said that love is love, no matter who it is."

Marissa looked at Grace, and blushed slightly.

Confessional: Comin' Out

Marissa: Yeeeeaaahhh… Gotta say something. I kinda had a crush on Grace, before Ellis started to befriend me. I've since given up on her and went for Ellis. Maybe I outta explain myself to Grace? Just let it off my chest?

Grace: Yep, need I mention that I had a crush on Bridgette?

"Nelson?" Chris announced. "...There's no video for you, sadly."

"Aww..." A dejected Nelson sighed out loud.

"Yeah, we tried to hook up with one of your family members, but… There was some kinda glitch on the other side." Chris explained.

"Wow… That sucks..." Nelson commented, as he sat by Korpse, while she put a hand of comfort on his shoulder.

"In either case, Olivia? You're up!" Chris said out loud, as Olivia went to sit in front of the monitor. Cherri was by her side.

In front of a camera, was a male and a female. The male had a blue turtleneck and some brown pants, while the female was wearing a tank-top with flowers on it, and a denim skirt. They also had blonde hair like their daughter, as well. They were Mr. and Mrs. Love, Olivia's parents. They were smiling at the camera.

"Hi, Olivia! Mom and dad here, congrats on making it this far!" Mrs. Love said out loud.

"Yeah, you're really kicking butt!" Mr. Love also commented out loud. "We were as glad as you were when you got accepted onto the show. And I know you can kick butt throughout as well."

Olivia giggled back. "Well, I'll try, at least."

"Also… We would like to give out a special thanks to Cherri." Mrs. Love said out loud. "Cherri, thanks for befriending our daughter. She may be a bit odd, but she does have a good heart deep within."

"Thanks, Mrs. Love." thanked Cherri.

"Maybe you can be the one to help Olivia realize her true dream." Mr. Love commented. "Anyways, we gotta go. See ya later, and good luck in the contest!"

The two gave off a warm smile as the video feed cut off.

Olivia gave off a sweet smile. "Thanks, mom and dad."

"Er, what did your mom say about your true dream?" Cherri asked.

"Well, you know how I like metal and how I like singing?" Olivia explained, as Cherri nodded. "Well, it's basically my dream to be a punk metal singer. I wanna be big, to be a POSITIVE role model despite my headbanging music choice, and not succumb to drug abuse, and all that controversial crap."

"That's a very noble cause, Olivia." Cherri commented back. "And we shall help you achieve those dreams."

Olivia gave off a gentle smile. "Thanks, Cherri."

Confessional: A positive punk metal singer? That's a first…

Olivia: My parents are the BEST.

Cherri: Mrs. Love and dad sound like stand-up people. Wonder why they didn't flee when the town they were living in wasn't living up to their daughter's needs…

"Xantara? You're up!" Chris announced, as Xantara walked over to the front of the monitor, with Ron joining her.

In a living room, a middle aged female was lighting some incense candles. She was decked out in a similar flowered robe like Xantara, and even had several jewelry on her. She was Mrs. Wicket, Xantara's mom. She smiled gently at the camera.

"Namaste, Xantara." Xantara's mom said out loud. "Congrats on getting this far in the contest. You're proving that us New Agers can really achieve a lot."

Xantara nodded. "Thanks, mom."

"Also, you seemed to found yourself quite the love of your own. Almost like how I met dad, too." Xantara's mom replied back. "It took a while, but he too became one with the cosmos. He and your younger sister's out, though."

"Huh, interesting..." Ron replied. "By the way, Mrs… Um, what's your last name again?"

"Wicket."

"Right… Do you have any advice for becoming a New Ager, Mrs. Wicket? I'm kinda tired of my old life, and I rather say screw it with my folks." Ron inquired.

"Well, you have the wardrobe down pat." Xantara's Mom answered back. "But it helps to let your soul soar free like the bird. But once you're back home with us, we'll help out every which way we can."

"Really?" Ron asked. "You want me to move in with you as well?"

"After what your mom and dad did to you… They don't deserve such a disturbed, but kind soul such as yourself. We'll heal it proper. But anyways, Xantara? We've got something for you."

Xantara was then given her box, which contained a lot of herbal tea bags.

"Cool… They're the kind I like, too." Xantara replied back. "Thank you!"

"Think nothing of it. Now, it's time for me to go. Peace out..." Xantara's mom said, as she started to meditate. Before the camera feed ended, it almost seemed like she was starting to float.

"Um… Xantara?" Twiggy asked. "Your mom isn't that drugged out, is she?"

Xantara giggled. "Nah, or course not. She's just being mom."

Ron smiled. "Still, Mrs. Wicket seems rather cool and caring."

Confessional: Namaste…

Ron: Mom? Dad? You had your chance. I'm OUTTA here.

Xantara: Okay, guess I should explain… And if I did, I'll explain again. We don't do drugs. At all. Everything just comes natural to me.

"Twiggy? Sadly, your dad's unable to give you a message from home." Chris announced.

Twiggy sighed, as Thunder gave her a comforting pat on the back. "I guess he still misses mom..."

"He did note that he couldn't do so because he was on a date." Chris commented.

Twiggy beamed at that bit. "Well, at least he's getting back in the dating circle."

"In either case, Mozart? You're up!" Chris announced as Mozart went up to the monitor.

In a living room, two women were setting up a camera. One of them was tanned, and was wearing clothes suited for the beach, while another was wearing a lab coat. They both smiled at the camera.

"Whhhooaa! Son, I gotta totes congratulate you for getting this far in this bodacious contest!" The rather tanned woman said out loud.

"Easy there, Sapphire." The woman in the lab coat replied back. "We know you're excited for our son, but easy there."

"Aww, Pearl, you're such a bogus fuddy-duddy sometimes. Let his other mom have a little fun!" Sapphire pouted.

"Anyways, in either case, we're glad that you made it this far." Pearl commented, while she shuffled her glasses. "Plus, considering the situation, we're setting up a special room for GENKI when she comes home with us."

Mozart smiled. "Thanks, mom… and mom."

"So, Mozart!" Sapphire said out loud, interrupting the scene. "You've fallen for some of those radical babes on the island, yet? You should score some awesome digits, man! We wanna have some grandchildren before we gotta break for the hugest, bodacious wave in the sky!"

"Sapphire, shush!" Pearl scolded her wife. "You just embarrassed Mozart!"

"Sorry..." Sapphire muttered, before perking up again. "Anyways, we got a really awesome gift for you, man!"

Mozart opened his gift, and was a little confused.

"...A blue feather?" Mozart asked out loud.

"I found it on the beach a few days ago, and a thought hit me to fork it over to you, son. Trust me, it'll be key when-slash-if you get a dudette on here, man!" Sapphire answered back, as she wrapped her arms around Pearl."It's how I hooked up with this ace chick right here, son!"

"Well, we gotta go." Pearl replied out loud, sighing playfully. "I gotta deal with our fellow Cupid here."

"Hey, like it was my fault I was totes matching up dudes and dudettes in High School..." Sapphire pouted, as the two moms waved at their son as the camera feed ended.

Mozart smiled. "Thanks, gals…"

He then took out what appeared to be the blue feather that was given to him.

"But what's the deal with the blue feather?" Mozart asked out loud.

Confessional: Love Wins… Even in feather gathering.

Mozart: Man, mom's the collector of the strangest things, and loves some odd farm animal game. I love her, but man…

Drake: I know what its used for… -Smiles- But I rather have him figure it out.

"Steph? You're up!" Chris announced, as Steph went towards the front of the monitor.

In a rather dark bedroom, some teenage girls were smiling at the camera.

"Steph… Congrats on reaching this far in this contest." One of the girls said out loud. "Believe me, we went for the most suited for the job."

"Yeah, and so far, all you had to do was take on some of the lamest losers ever. Seriously, a prosthetic party girl? What! A! Retard!"

Ada gave off a dark glare, as Nicholas tried to pull her back. "Say that in my face..." She muttered to herself.

"Also, what about that Bisexual on the Geeks? Marissa, they call her?" Another of the girls said out loud. "She's just so lame, that Mirian girl killed herself just to get away from you, ni-"

"HEY!" Marissa yelled back. "Leave Mirian outta this! She never did anything to you!"

"Oh, look! The slut hoe bag's standing up to us… Not that'll mean anything; once Steph wins, you're basically gonna be like your ancestors… Being our slave." The other girl retaliated back. "And all because you like guys and girls… slut."

Marissa could only stare in shock, as she broke down in tears. Ellis was quick to offer a shoulder of support.

By then, all of the campers were in shock.

"What..." Olivia said out loud, as her face turned into one of pure anger. "What the FUCK was that for?!"

"Well, Olivia, the metalhead Yandere?" One of the girls asked, as she corrected herself. "No. You're really a retarded creepy failed abortion who no one loves, especially not her equally retarded crush."

Olivia was shaking, as she gave the finger to the girls, who weren't impressed, before she broke down in tears.

"And now, the main reason..." The girl that was talking intinally to Steph said out loud. "We've got some friends with us. Is Verna around?"

Verna nodded weakly.

"Well, we got a little surprise for you..." The girl announced as from the shadows, stepped in three girls, that looked very familiar to Verna.

"Hey, girls… What's up?" Verna asked nervously. "Other than Edward's hotness?"

"Aw, shut your fucking trap, Verna!" One of Verna's 'friends' snapped back, as Verna was silent. "We all know your secret…

…

…

…

"...Pokemaniac."

Verna gulped. "No, it's not true… None of it's true! I was only playing it for my brother who got stuck in the game!"

"Ohhh… Really?" Another one of Verna's 'friends' replied back. "How did you help him if you knew absolutely nothing about the game?"

"Plus, we snuck into your room while your retarded family was out..." The third of Verna's 'friends' said out loud, as she showed what assumed to be the interior of Verna's room. It was decked out in Pokemon merchandise. "Doesn't seem like one of us, now..."

Verna was close to breaking down in tears.

"Also, we found several of those math quizzes that was given to you with a 100." The first of Verna's 'friends' replied out loud. "Not only are you a Pokemaniac… You're a math whiz to boot!"

"Hey, even the teachers were impressed at my work." Verna mumbled.

"The point is… Steph's clique is coming to the island in the near future. And hey, maybe we'll tag along for the ride! Until then, Steph'll make sure you're friendless and a loser… For life." Verna's second friend replied out loud. "And to add to that, your little brother? He hates you, now. Yep, completely hates you."

"No..." Verna muttered.

"You know, all this time… We thought you were cool." The third friend added. "You're just a pathetic waste of thought, and we're retards to even think otherwise. Fuck you, Pokemaniac."

The girls started to laugh cruely, as Steph's friend came back to the camera.

"You hear that, Verna? We're coming for YOU. And there's NOTHING you can do about it!" Steph's friend announced as she joined into the laughing as the video feed went off.

Steph then smirked at Verna. "Well, well… Guess I never had to keep my secret a secret after… Pokemaniac."

Verna couldn't take any more, as she turned around, and started to run away in tears, before she tripped. Getting up, she ran some more, not noticing a cracking sound under her feet.

"Verna, wait!" Korpse said out loud, as she started to follow Verna.

Mozart watched the gamer goth leave, as he started to tail the two.

"Two people's better than one. Wait up!" Mozart yelled out.

Drake started to leave, but…

"Nuh-huh!" Steph snapped, as she got close to Drake's ear. "You're still with me."

Drake could only sigh.

Confessional: Wow… Just… wow…

Verna: -Is sobbing her eyes out-

Korpse: While I may agree that Verna's room is cool, now's NOT the time! Verna needs someone to teach her what true friendship is!

Mozart: Wow, this is really heavy…

Ellis: -He sighs with sadness-

"Okay, that was a whole mess of drama..." Chris commented, as…

"HEY!" Cherri yelled back, with a sobbing Olivia crying on her shoulder. "You dare joke at a time like this?!"

"Gee… Touchy." Chris said out loud. "But anyways, we gotta continue on. Ron? You up!"

Ron sighed, as he walked to the front of the monitor, with Xantara following behind him.

"Chin up, Ron. I'm gonna be here for you, okay? We'll give your parents what they deserve." Xantara reassured Ron.

But to their surprise…

On screen was a nurse, dressed in a nurse's uniform. She sighed at the camera.

"Ron? Is there a Ron Brewer here?" The nurse asked out loud.

"I'm Ron." Ron answered.

"Okay. You may want to sit down for this one. Sadly, a couple nights ago, there was an argument at your residence. There was some shouting, until a gunshot rang out. About a minute later, another gunshot was heard. Someone called emergency services, and once we got there…"

…

…

…

"...Your mother, surrounded by beer bottles, was shot in the head by a rifle. She was pronounced dead at the scene. Your father was also dead from a self-inflected gunshot wound. I am sorry, Ron." The nurse solemnly said out loud.

Ron couldn't believe it. Both of his parents were dead.

Drake was the first to speak up.

"Ron… I'm so very sorry..." Drake said out loud.

Ron could only sigh.

"I'm… not sure what to do." Ron muttered. "Both mom and dad's dead..."

"In either case, me and Chris spoke to each other, and we agreed that you should be removed from the game, due to grief." The nurse spoke out loud."I am terribly sorry about this."

The video feed ended as Ron went wide-eyed with shock.

"What?" Ron shouted out loud. "Be ejected from the game?! But..."

A comforting hand was placed on Ron's shoulder. It was Xantara.

"Ron… It would be for the best." Xantara noted solemnly. "Sure, you may hate your parents, but I wouldn't wish this kind of fate on anyone."

Ron sighed. "Okay… I'll leave the game. But promise me this. Win it… For the both of us."

"I will..." Xantara noted, as the two got close to each other, their lips about to touch...

"Actually, it'll take about a day for the helicopter to get here." Chris announced out loud, interupting the two. "Until then, we have a challenge to do! Ron, you can watch."

Both of them separated quickly.

"Damn!" Ron cursed out loud.

"Oh, well… Maybe later?" Xantara asked back.

Confessional: So close…

Ron: Well… At least I have Xantara's family I can fall back on.

Twiggy: I really feel for Ron, though I barely know him.

Mozart: Poor dude… I wish that bogus fate upon no one. Not even my worstest enemies.

Nelson: Wow… poor Ron… Nobody deserves to go through the pain of their parents dying, believe me, I know.

At the site of the challenge, which resembled that of an industrial playground, the campers were awaiting directions. Some of them were looking less than impressed.

"Verna ran off, Ron's folks died… And you want to issue a challenge?!" Cherri said out loud.

"Hey, gotta keep the ball rolling." Chris replied back. "In either case, anyone heard of Splatoon?"

"Huh? That new game involving the squids?" Thunder asked back. "I heard about it in the locker room."

"Well, since the resident gamer is out looking for Verna… Splatoon is a third-person shooter developed by Nintendo where you shoot ink at your opponents. Your task is to claim most of your turf." Chris announced.

Nelson did some thinking, until…

"Wait, how can we even do this?" Nelson asked. "It's impossible to do the things that's possible for the Inklings in the game to do."

"That's why over at McLean Labs, we developed… As in, plagiarized off these!" Chris replied, as he tossed over to Nelson, what was assumed to be a cap, looking almost similar of that to a squid. "These give you the ability for you to ink all over the place. As well as morph into a squid in case the action gets a little too hairy."

"So, ink as a weapon… Gotchya." Twiggy nodded.

Drake started to raise his hand as…

"And don't worry; all of this is non-lethal, and non-toxic. So none of you will be hurt in this challenge." Chris announced out loud, as Drake breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, this challenge is a best of three! The team who wins the most games, wins the challenge!"

"Understandable." Ellis commented out loud.

Confessional: This is gonna be a splatfest…

Steph: -She is pissed- Great! The one time that Pokemaniac's friends reveal her secret before a retarded gaming challenge, and that c*** of a gamer's gone missing! Just perfect!

Drake: I may not know about gaming… But I know my way around ink. This shouldn't be too difficult.

Cherri: Me and ink go together almost like two scarabs making some Lovin' Time! This is gonna be easy!

Marissa: My Confidence stat's at a real low… -She sighs-

Moana: Warping into a squid, hm… -Grins- I think I know my strategy for this challenge.

Meanwhile, in the woods, Verna was running away, with tears in her eyes. Unknown to her, a lizard-looking figure was watching her.

"Stupid friends… With their stupid bullying..." Verna muttered. "And with them coming to the island..."

Verna sighed, as she got stuck in some mud. It took a while, but she eventually got out… Mostly. As for her footwear, she could only watch as it sunk to the depths of the muddy pool.

"Figures..." Verna mumbled. "Life just Doubleslaps me a huge one."

The Pokemaniac then sighed.

"My friends ditch me… Everyone on the team hates me… Even my little brother hates me..." Verna muttered. "Maybe… death is a more better option at this point."

At that moment, the lizard-like figure flipped in the air, as it landed in front of Verna. It looked like it was trying to hold its pants up.

"WAAAAAIIIITTTT! What the hell are you thinking?!" The lizard yelled out loud.

Verna could only blink. "...Scraggy?"

Wow… What a chapter, huh? Verna's secret is revealed, she's thinking about suicide… Ron's parents are dead… Marissa and Olivia are feeling down… Yeah, this chapter's a big one.

And as for Ron being removed? All that will be answered next chapter.

Special thanks to my friend on deviantArt, named EarthVsTheDerek for letting me reference his Sir Steve.

Tilly belongs to CragmiteBlaster, and Erica belongs to DarkShockBro.

NEXT TIME: Are the teams squids? Also Verna hallucinates about her Pokemon.