Time

12:00 am

Everyone was sleeping calmly. Allison was sleeping peacefully, wearing her pink, frilly pyjamas with a sleeping mask that has angel wings on it. With the horn being honked, Allison jumped up, her head hitting the top of the bunk. "Ow!" she said.

"Woo, yeah!" Taylor K got up from her bed, and stretched. "Amazing morning, time to kick some ass."

"One of us won't be here after this, and I'm planning on it not being me, so yeah," Paris said. "Yall do your annoying stuff."

Jacques rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Paris."

"Everyone OUT!" Chris yelled. "TIME FOR THE CHALLENGE!"

Everyone followed out, going to the field. "Time for uniforms. Girls get pink camo because we're looking for drama- and non binaries get purple camo!"

"Why purple?" Joy and Five asked.

Chris replied, "Why not purple." He threw the bags containing their uniforms to the group, as they put them on.

Niraj: "I've gotten on the leaderboard in Scape Of RuneCraft, so I know how to get an outfit on quickly- whether online or offline."

"Alright, Campers!" Chris said. "Today's challenge is called Paintball Mansion! We have a mansion (which I and the interns stay in), and you'll be splashing paintballs at each other! The goal is to be the last one standing! The last one standing will choose who's eliminated." With that last sentence, Paris froze.

Paris: "Everyone here thinks I'm a male b*tch. Even Mitch has friends- like that ninja dude. I have nobody."

"What's wrong, Paris? Scared?" Fritz said.

Paris rolled his eyes. "I know I'm gonna win."

Five, however, wasn't so excited. They were trying to scheme in their head, but first they needed an ali.

"Hey, Five!" Joy said, running up to them. "Maybe we should try and work together?"

Five sighed. Some sacrifices must be made. "I guess, since we're both non-binary, and whatever."

Five: "I can't trust Joy. They're just so…a lot. But, they're good socially, which is where I lack."

"So come on, let's go to the mansion!" Chris said.

Jacques asked, "I wonder if it's the mansion that was advertised for this show."

"That's probably it!" Allison said, in the nicest voice she could.

The ten campers followed Chris into the mansion. "Wow," a voice said as they saw the chandelier that was hanging above the entrance, not including the fancy velvet carpet.

"I love it! It's so fancy," Joy squealed.

Taylor K said, "I hope there's a staircase I can slide down."

"It's so cleeean!" Paris sung.

"Not for longer, bozo!" Fritz said. He grabbed his match kit, and threw a match in the air, catching it perfectly. "Nice."

"Here's your guns!" Chris said, giving everyone a paintball gun, stuffed with orange paint. "I was told to make the paint orange in honour that this island is on the property of the- Welp! I can say I read that lame speech from the Canada Government. Now, sixty seconds for ya'll to get into positions!"

As the timer ticked, the group ran off into their positions…all of them in the living room still, shockingly. Taylor K perked up on the stair railway, Joy and Five underneath the coffee table, Niraj hanging upside down by the chandelier, Paris hidden in a closet, Mitch climbing the walls (they were made of rocks), Jacques on top of the couch, Sharon hidden behind a chair, Allison underneath the stairs, and Fritz just standing there.

"GO!" Immediately, everyone fired towards Fritz. However, he just grabbed a baton from his pocket. He lit it on fire, and swung it around, redirecting the paint away from him. "HA!" Fritz exclaimed. "TAKE THAT!"

From the top of the stairway, Taylor K decided she would have to eliminate Jacques. Jacques was athletic, and smart, the latter Taylor K didn't have. Taylor K leaned her head back, and swung down the rail, dashing towards Jacques.

"What the hell, Taylor?" Jacques exclaimed. "What happened to loyalty?"

"Это игра соревнования, а не дружбы!" Taylor K said proudly, shooting at Jacques and hitting her right in the forehead.

Refusing to admit defeat, Jacques yelled at Taylor K. "YOU LITTLE SOVIET! YOU ASSHOLE!"

"See ya!" Taylor K ran off, looking for a new victim.

Meanwhile, Five and Joy were still hiding underneath the coffee table.

"When do we aim fire, Five?" Joy asked.

Five replied, "When someone approaches the couch."

"There's Niraj, he's gotta get off the chandelier soon," Joy said. "And when he does, he's gonna land on the coffee table. So..we need to leave here."

Five shrugged. "I guess."

Joy and Five got out of the coffee table, and watched as paintballs splattered, left and right. "We need to take refuge in the bathroom!" Joy said, grabbing Five's arm. "Come on!"

The two locked themselves in the bathroom, when they looked over and saw Paris looking at himself in the mirror. "What?" Paris asked. "Privacy!"

Annoyed, Joy and Five left the bathroom, and saw a paintball, coming right towards Five. "DUCK!" Joy said, pushing Five out of the way.

"Wha?" Five asked. "Thanks, but don't push next time."

Joy: "Maybe I think Five's cool. Maybe."

In the kitchen, Sharron was looking for something, anything, she could use as a weapon alongside her paintball gun. She struggled, until she found a pretzel bag.

Ripping open the pretzel bag, she stuffed pretzels in her mouth.

Sharron: "Sfo yfoo shee, if i haffe pfetffelz in mfy mofth, i cfan spfit thsm oft on ofthers."

"Hey, Niraj!" Mitch said, looking up to him from the chandelier. "Knock knock!"

Niraj said, "Who's there?"

Mitch yelled, "NEVER SAY WHO'S THERE!" He grabbed out his paintball gun and started firing right at Niraj. Niraj struck back, shooting at Mitch. Seconds later, they were both drenched in paint.

"Sorry, dude," Niraj said. "Cool?"

Mitch nodded. "Now get off that chandelier. Or do YOUUUUUUUUU WANNA SWIMMMMMMM ON THE-"

"Shut up," Niraj said. He jumped down from the chandelier, landing right on his feet.

Niraj: "Usually, I actually like Sia music- the only exception from my pop culture hatred. But I was not feeling it then. I mean, I was drenched with paint!"

Meanwhile, Allison was still hiding underneath the stairs, ready to attack. She knew she had to blend in, so she stayed under the stairs, aiming for Sharron.

"Do I hear something?" Sharron asked- still a bit quiet-, hearing Allison adjust her posture. "Better stack up on pretzels!" She stuffed pretzels in her mouth.

Allison prepared for fire, redirecting the gun. Pulling the trigger, the paint bullet was coming right at Sharron.

"Aagh!" Sharron exclaimed. She leaned to the right, the paint just glazing on her left cheek. "Karma must hate me, that came out of nowhere!"

Allison: "I'm not a bad person; I just wanna win. Doesn't everybody?"

"Dang, Sharron got hit," Joy said to Five. "Where's Allison?"

Five replied, "I dunno if we gotta worry about her. But there's only six people left in the whole thing, including us. And I'm sorry, but you gotta look for number one." Feeling the slightest bit of sadness, they shot at Joy, hitting them with the paint right in the face.

"You-what?" Joy asked, betrayed. "I-I thought we were friends…I saved you from getting hit!"

Five sighed. "Games must be played." They watched as Joy sadly walked away from the house, standing outside with the other losers.

As Taylor K watched, she looked around for Fritz. "Where is that pyro?" She mumbled to herself, keeping her paint gun around her in case someone tried to strike.

Fritz was hiding out, only metres away from Taylor K. "Shit, shit, shit…" he mumbled. "I'm so dead." He pressed his fingers together, anxiously awaiting his demise.

Taylor K: "I had no idea where Fritz was…until he blew his own cover."

Taylor K heard his anxious breaths, so she snuck towards him. She creaked open the door, Fritz staring at her. He kept his eyes on her, his arms frantically looking for the gun.

"Ha! Shocking," Taylor K said. She grabbed her paintball gun and shot at poor Fritz, multiple times.

Drenched in paint, Fritz ran off, scared.

Through all of this, Paris was still anxiously sitting in the locked bathroom, trying to wait everyone out. He heard a knock on the door. "Don't come in," Paris said.

The person said, "I need to eliminate you."

"Allison?" Paris asked. "Last time I checked, you were innocent."

Allison replied, "I-uh-well, I don't-"

"Your cover is blown," Paris said. "Now come in."

Allison came in, ready to shoot, but Paris was armed. He shot Allison, a paintball getting right on her arm. "No!" she gasped. Before she went outside, she ran to Taylor K.

"Taylor! Taylor!" Allison exclaimed. "Paris knows a secret of mine, and I need him gone! Can you…help?" She looked at Taylor with her persuasive charisma.

Taylor K replied, "Girls help girls. Don't worry. I'll win, and he'll be gone."

Allison sighed in relief, walking outside.

Before Taylor K could eliminate Paris, she needed to eliminate Five. She looked around to see where Five was. They were hiding underneath the couch. He saw Taylor K coming towards them, they grabbed their paintgun, and attempted to shoot Taylor K at the foot.

Taylor K, sliding her foot at the perfect time, bent her gun down and splashed the paintball right into Five's face.

"Ow!" Five said, as they got out of the couch. "Well played." he sighed, and went outside, where Joy gave him a triumphant smirk.

Joy: "Whenever someone betrays me, it's fun seeing them lose."

"I think Taylor K's the only one left," Paris said. "One more person until I expose Allison Devil." He grabbed the gun, and left the bathroom. In the hallway, he came eye to eye with Taylor K.

Without a word, they both started shooting aggressively at each other, dodging almost as aggressive. Taylor K saw a paintball coming towards her face, and panicked. As a last second manoeuvre, she slipped down, the paintball going right above her. On her knees, she shot at Paris, getting him right on his shirt.

"MY SHIRT! NO!" Paris exclaimed. "MY….NO!"

"AND THE WINNER," Chris said, walking back in. "TAYLOR K!"

Outside, people clapped in a friendly manner, although a bit jealous.

Outside of the Mansion

Chris said, "Well, time for the moment of truth. Taylor K, you have the choice. Who..will you eliminate?"

Taylor K didn't give a second thought, and said, "Paris."

Allison smirked at Paris, while others silently cheered. "Paris," Chris said. "It is your time to be eliminated."

Paris said, "What? Hell no! I'm not going to The Falls in a barrel!"

"Oh, don't worry," Chris said. "You're not going to The Falls…you're going to ALASKA!"

A limo drove right up to the mansion, and a bunch of bodyguards came to grab Paris.

"This is a disgrace! I am a N.I.T!" Paris yelled, angrily being pulled to the limo. The limo drove away, Paris banging on the window.

Taylor K: "I don't betray my friends. And Allison, she's a good egg. I know it."

A/N: This was by far my riskiest chapter ever. I've made jokes that could go the wrong way, making Niraj a sia fan, and Sharron can stuff up to 108 pretzels in her mouth at a time. I hope the risks payed off, and if not, just private message me and I'll secretly delete them hehe

1: Do you think Paris deserved to be eliminated?

2: How do you feel your character was portrayed if they were in the episode? (If not, how do you feel about the drama in this episode?)

3: Who will be eliminated from Squad C?