Let's continue! Alien movie time! Thanks for reviewing, GamehunterMC, SuperKitty4789, Gage the Hedgehog and Bloody-Asphode11.

I was hoping for a horror movie challenge next, since I'd done okay on the last one. I was sort of lucky, actually – it was a kind of horror movie.

But let's start with breakfast. Izzy poured ketchup on her pancakes, Owen only ate prunes, since his system was still clogged.

Then Chris came in. "Welcome to Day Two of Total! Drama! Action!"

"Are you gonna do that every time?" Duncan asked.

"Yes. Yes, I will. Today's movie genre: Aliens!"

Our challenge was to find an alien egg on set and get it back to home base before Chef (dressed up as an alien with a paintball gun) got us. The two fastest would pick the teams for the season.

"Sorry, losers, but no one knows alien movies like I do!" Duncan said shamelessly. "The more obscure, the better."

Gwen quoted an alien movie in reply – they had the same favourite. Trent tried to join in the conversation, but it wasn't much use – he just wasn't into those movies.

Chris gave us each a GPS, and it was time to start running. We all went through as a group.

"Hey, follow me!" Izzy said. "I know aliens! I've been abducted loads of times! There's a tracking device in my neck, see?" Harold peered at her neck.

Heather complained that we were the only dots on the screen. "Where's Chef?"

"How did you get in our group?" Justin asked her.

"There are no groups." Heather snapped at him.

As we walked along, we suddenly heard sucking noises. We all started getting worried. Something was in there.

"It must be Chef." Duncan concluded. "You wanna run, or you wanna kick some alien butt!"

"Let's kick some alien butt!" Gwen and I said, in unison again. Well, at least it wasn't as lame as Trent simply repeating it, obviously only trying to join in with Gwen.

"So, who wants to go first?" Harold asked. No one did...Leshawna and DJ both got out of it.

Owen put his arm around Izzy. "Don't worry, Izzy, I'll protect you."

The psycho redhead instantly proved she didn't need protecting. 'It's Kalideoscope. E-Scope for short."

"Okay, let's do this." DJ said finally. "Momma, if you're listening, you can have my limited edition Raptors cards!"

In the end, it was Beth who went first, declaring that she didn't go through years of wearing braces and getting teased just so she could hide. She stormed past all of us.

"Ohh..." we heard her say. "It's just Bridgette and Geoff."

I followed her. She was right. "Are you two even here to take part in challenges?" I asked. "The only thing you've done since you got here is that."

"Don't you two ever get tired of sucking face?" Duncan added.

Neither of them looked up.

"I'm thinking that's a no." Owen decided.

We all split up eventually.

"North is nice, but east is least..." Lindsay said thoughtfully. "West is best!" Her group ran off in one direction.

Gwen and Duncan said that alien eggs were always in the boiler room. Since they were the experts, I followed them. Geoff and Bridgette wanted to join us, but Duncan told them that "The lovebirds are on their own."

"Sorry, guys," I added, "But either you focus, or you're alone."

I don't know what happened to everyone else. As for Gwen, Duncan, Trent, DJ and I, we found the eggs straight off. But grabbing one was trickier. DJ got caught before he left the room, but the rest of us grabbed the eggs.

Duncan and I ended up slimed. but Gwen and Trent ducked the explosion.

"Does this mean we're out?" Duncan said, scowling.

"I guess." I muttered.

Gwen grinned at us and teased "Too bad, so sad. More money for me!"

"You four gave it a valiant effort," Chris said, parachuting down, "But you're still losers!" But then, Trent caught sight of two eggs, and gave one to Gwen, so they'd both won – team captains!

"Which means," Chris said, "They'll be competing against each other this season!" The couple stared at him in horror.

Tonight, we'd have a double elimination.

I'd already thought about my votes, as I said in the confessional. "Heather is gone. Totally. None of us want her, I'm sure. Anyone else...I think I'll vote Geoff. I need to vote one of them off to make the other focus a bit more on the game, and Bridgette's a great team player but not too strong on her own, whereas Geoff is both. Strategy, people!"

Underneath our seats in the auditorium, we had little machines where we cast our votes. Chef, dressed up for the awards in a sparkly pink gown, brought the awards.

The first ones went to the winners, of course. Then, "Harold, Duncan, and Izzy!"
"E-Scope!" called Izzy.

"E-Scope." Chris repeated. "Stephanie, Lindsay, Beth and Justin are also safe!" Lindsay and Beth both hugged Justin. "Owen, my man. Next is DJ, surprisingly Heather, and last but not least..."

Leshawna, Bridgette and Geoff were left. Why, oh why had Heather not gotten enough votes? But I didn't dwell on that thought. Now that there were only three left, I had a good idea of who was going. I think I knew the way everyone else had voted.

"...Leshawna!"

My friend gave a squeal, hugged the two blondes, and then realized how insensitive she was being. "Oh, my bad."

"But – but.." Bridgette stammered, "I thought everyone liked us!"

"Liked being the operative word." Duncan said.

"Sorry, guys." I said. But they didn't seem to care. They made out all the way to the Lame-o-sine.

Let's keep going. Finally, the teams!