Sorry I took so long posting next chapter. I was trying to figure out how the rest of the story would go, and who would be eliminated earlier since I decided to keep certain characters in for a bit longer. I did say in the first chapter that I hoped to make some things in the story different besides their genders.
So you're about to see some significant changes here.
Chapter 10: If You Can't Take the Heat...
"Last time on Total Drama Island..." Kris began with her usual smirk on her face. "Our competitors became hunters. And the hunted. Olivia's game was way off. And when she finally caught wind of her prey, she totally blew it. And Cady made a new friend who quickly beat the crap out of her. Can anyone say medivac? In a weird and strangely watchable twist, LeShawn, Lenny, Bert, and Heath turn their paintball guns on each other. It was a full on wrassle for dominance within the males of The Gopher Squad and the Gophers were sent to the bonfire. In the end, however, it was Cady who got the shaft. The Gophers are still the underdogs. Can they bounce back? Or is their goose finally cooked? Find out tonight on TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!"
*Theme song*
Olivia is at the beach in her bikini, lying on her beach towel and wearing sunglasses. Since there's no challenges today, she can relax. Suddenly, she hears a splashing coming from the lake. She sat up and pulls up her shades to see something moving from the lake, and what emerged was a divinely beautiful girl with long dark hair and a tan complexion.
Olivia gasped. "Justice, you're back!"
"Why wouldn't I? I can't bear to be away from you." Justice said in a seductive tone.
"Me?" Olivia said in surprise.
"Of course, you're the one I want to be with. I love chubby girls." She said as she slowly walked out of the water onto the sands, in all her nude glory. Her breasts bounced with each step, her hips swaying left to right. Her nipples are dark and hard.
"Ohh, Justice." Olivia sighed as her lover got on her hands and knees so they would face each other eye-to-eye.
"Ohh, Olivia. I want you so badly. To squeeze your fat." Justice whispered, while rubbing the fat girl's breasts, making Olivia moan.
"I want to touch your golden brown skin and your lovely tits." Olivia was about to press her lips into Justice's when she wakes up in her bed, to find Trisha and the rest of her teammates standing besides her, and staring with disgusted wide-eyed expressions.
"What do you want?! How much did you hear?!" Olivia yelled, pulling her blanket further since she sleeps naked and there are boys in the cabin. She and Trisha are the only remaining girls in the Screaming Gophers.
"Enough to want to forget." Heath said as he walked out.
"I think you should get cleaned up." LeShawn said, pointing at a wet stain on her blanket Olivia knew she felt something wet between her legs. Her face grows red with embarrassment.
In the boy's half of the Killer Bass cabin, they all got up. Sam was the first to get up and changed into his signature clothes. He looks himself in the mirror to fix himself up. However, he sighed as he still misses his bro Kam, wondering if he'll see him again soon.
He then hears everyone starting to get up. He quickly pulled something out from under his pillow and put it in his pocket when no one's looking and head out.
Bert went back to his cabin to get his towel and toothbrush. The nose bridge of his glasses are taped-up. He was heading to the communal bathroom when someone pushed passed him, making him fall to the ground. "Out of my way, nerd!" It was Heath.
Bert sighs despondently. "Why me?" He said to himself, while still waiting outside the communal bathroom.
Ever since Bert stood up to Heath during that paintball hunt, the rich boy started bullying him in retaliation.
The day after the bonfire, Bert was just minding his own business when suddenly someone grabbed him by his overall straps and pulled him to the side of the mess hall. It was Heath, and he looked quite pissed. "You made a big mistake, nerd. No one talks that way to me. No one walks away from me. I promise you, I will make your life a living hell." Heath then grabbed Bert's glasses and steps on it, breaking it in two. The sound made Bert gasp. "Good luck finding your glasses, nerd." He then walks off snickering wickedly. Bert got on his knees and search around until he found and sadly picked up his broken glasses.
Since then, Heath made good on his promise. A wedgie here or there, an insult here or there, and a rumor here or there.
Yesterday was the worst, Bert woke up that morning to the sound of the girls laughing. Annoyed, a half-asleep Bert decided to get up from bed. Despite his astigmatism, Bert realize something's off: everything seems brighter, greener, and... more drafty. He's able to find his glasses and put them on, and saw that he's not in his cabin. His bed has been moved to the Dock of Shame. The girls (DJ, Georgia, Denica, Harriet, Trisha, and Olivia) were swimming in the lake, laughing at him for some reason, except for Harriet however.
"Good morning, Bert!", several of them (DJ, Georgia, Denica and Olivia) said in unison, and Bert soon looked down and see why it was breezier: he was completely naked (blurred out of by editing on viewing of course) in front of them. He yelped immediately upon this discovery and used a pillow cover himself and ran back to the cabin. From a distance, Heath and Lenny were canoeing and laughing at Bert's humiliation.
If that wasn't bad enough, he lost his tiki during that prank.
A little later, both teams were gathered at the beach as instructed by Kris when he called the teams for today's challenge.
"Today's challenge will test your minds, your teamwork, and your skills in the kitchen! You'll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to me for tasting. The winners get a reward and the losers will send somebody home. Each team will appoint a head chef to create the theme of the meal and to oversee the cooking. To cook, you need ingredients."
Suddenly, a truck drives back from the lake onto the beach.
"Every morning, a truck brings us food. Today's task starts there." Kris finished. Then the truck window rolls down to reveal the driver to be... a dolphin. Much to the campers bewilderment.
As the winners of the last challenge, the Killer Bass were given the first look inside the truck. Georgia and DJ were the ones to open the truck. Georgia smiles as they looked around. "Sweet. Let's hit the road!" Georgia tells her teammates as they walk off with boxes of ingredients.
"We could do a killer Italian theme!" Georgia suggested.
"Hello, head chef!" Denica said as most of the team give Georgia a nod and thumbs up.
"Seriously? Then let's get grabbin'!" Georgia said.
Once everyone from the Bass got all the ingredients they needed and started heading for the main lodge to start cooking, the Gophers started walking up to the truck.
"Head chef! Called it!" Heath spoke up and took the leadership role before grabbing Bert by his collar. "You better not screw this up for me, okay?" Bert gasped and nodded nervously as Heath drops him to the floor and walked pass him. "Nerd!"
LeShawn then helped Bert up while glaring daggers behind Heath's back. "(BLEEP) him, yo." He advise Bert.
CONFESSIONAL - HEATH
"I had to take the leadership role. We're on a losing streak, here! And seriously, everyone else on the team is pretty useless." Heath stated, seeing himself as the only viable leader for the team. "Especially that nerd, Bert."
"LeShawn, mangoes. Dorkwad, pineapples. Lenny, macadamias. Trisha, molasses. Glen, tomatoes." Heath said while carrying a clipboard. "I'll meet you guys in the kitchen, I gotta, um, get something from the cabin real quick."
Heath is at the Gopher cabin and took all of Bert's clothes, putting them all in a bag. He snickers sinisterly as he leaves to return to the kitchen.
The kitchen was big enough so that the Bass and Gophers each had their own half with everything they needed to get their cooking down from appliances to cooking tools.
"Okay. We've got like, three courses, and six people. So, everybody partner up!" Georgia said as she throws a can which Harriet caught.
"I know how to make pasta sauce!" DJ admitted.
"Dude, I know how to boil pasta!" Bradley said. He and DJ high-fived.
"Me and Sam can rock the antipasto. I'm like a black belt when it comes to cutting cheese." Harriet said.
The rest of the Killer Bass started laughing.
"What? What did I say?!" Harriet demanded.
"I guess that leaves you and me on dessert detail." Denica spoke in a sultry voice as she stood a mere two inches away form Curtis.
The CIT's eyes widened by that suggestion. "Oh no. No way!
"Come on, Curtis. Do it for the team." Georgia plead. She and Denica bat their eyelashes at Curtis.
CONFESSIONAL - CURTIS
"She's completely unmotivated. And I don't think she ever washes her hands. She's so obnoxious." Curtis listed off the reason he wasn't into Denica as things started to fast forward, skipping parts of Curtis' rant. Owning sunglasses doesn't automatically make you cool." Fast forward again. "People like that are so annoying. I mean, honestly, who does that? And what's the deal with her hair?"
DJ just finished filing up the pot with water from the faucet. "Hey, where do you want the water, Brad- Oops!" Sam accidentally bumped into her, making DJ drop the pot. He himself accidentally dropped some of the ingredients for the antipasto, that he was supposed to carry to the sink to wash.
"Nice going, Sam!" Curtis yelled.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." Sam shrugged.
"Well, focus! We gotta win this." Curtis reminded.
"Okay, okay!" Sam argued.
As for the Screaming Gophers...
Heath quickly meets up ahead of his teammates, with his clipboard while wearing a white apron. "Glen, Lenny, you're on the citrus macadamia upside down cake flambé." Heath ordered.
"Know how to make an upside-down flamer thingy?" Lenny asked Glen as they both set some stuff on the table.
Just then, Olivia entered the kitchen with the bag of oranges, and nearly bumped into Heath. "Gah! Watch it, fatass!" Heath yelled.
"Sorry." Olivia apologized.
After putting down the crate of pineapples, Bert walked up to Olivia. "Hey Olivia, need any help?"
Looking at them both, Heath chuckles sinisterly as Bert is right where he wanted. He trips Olivia, causing the big girl to lose her balance and drop all the oranges onto the floor. Some of them rolled towards Bert.
"Hey! Whoa! Wha, whoa!" Bert screamed as he trips on the oranges and squash them on his butt. "Aw! Smooth move, Olivia!"
"Oh, bummer." Heath said in fake sympathy. "Better go change, dork."
Heath barely contained his snickering as Bert leaves. A suspicious Harriet watched the whole thing.
"And you, go back to the truck and get more oranges!" Heath ordered Olivia.
"I'm on it!" Olivia said as she immediately does so without argument.
Heath rolls his eyes and says, "Trisha, you and Olivia are on ribs. LeShawn, you and Bert are on pineapple skewers and mango dip!"
"Yo, let me handle the appetizers." LeShawn told the rich boy. "I know how to make a pineapple chutney that will knock the socks off the devil."
"Oh, really? Well, that's so great!" Heath said sarcastically which quickly made LeShawn give out a dirty look. "But since I'm head chef, we're gonna stick to my plan. And my plan is pineapples with sticks through them. Got it?"
"Shirt. Shirt. Shirt." Bert is at his cabin, currently going through his drawers to find some dry pants and underwear, only to find nothing but shirts. "Where are all my clean clothes?!" He growls to himself. "Heath must have planned this."
Bert tries looking for anything to wear, and found something at the bottom of the drawer. "I guess this will have to do."
Olivia is running frantically with a crate full of oranges and crashes face-first into a tree. After falling to the ground, she looked up to see a beehive hanging from a branch of the tree.
"Oh! Ah ooh ah! AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Olivia screamed as the bees buzz around her.
Back at the kitchen, on the Killer Bass' side, DJ and Georgia are chopping tomatoes while the cowboy hat-wearing chick was eyeing Bradley, who's helping Sam and Harriet at the pot, and takes a sip from it.
Just then, the surfer walks passed the girls whistling, and steals a glance towards Georgia.
"Hey girl, I think he digs you." DJ whispered to Georgia.
"Maybe. He is kinda cute." Georgia said to DJ.
DJ then ran up to Bradley. "She says you're cute." DJ whispered to Bradley.
"Really? Well, she is gorgeous." Bradley said to DJ.
"Then go to her, man." DJ encouraged, giving Bradley a push.
"You know, you look good when you're cooking dinner. Kinda like my friend Finn's really hot mom!"
"Excuse me?" Georgia yelled at Bradley as the romantic mood took a dive.
"Bradley! Heh, why don't you go get us some more tomatoes, dude?"
"Sure thing, bra. Later, Georgie."
CONFESSIONAL - DJ
"Mmm-mmm-mmm!" DJ said, while shaking her head. "And you're back to square one on the relationship scale, Bradley."
Trisha and Glen were putting barbecue sauce on the ribs when they heard the door behind them slammed open. They turned to see it was Olivia, back with a crate of oranges, and hornet stings all over her body.
"It's okay, everyone! I'm back! Glen! Head's up!" Olivia throws the crate at Glen... which landed right on his face and sent the goth boy into slumberland.
"Ahaha, oops." Olivia said.
CONFESSIONAL - HEATH
"Things are going perfectly except for Olivia's hornet stings, Glen's concussion, which means he's out of today's challenge, and that little dork getting what's coming to him. But still, this challenge is totally ours." Heath said in a reassuring tone, before smacking his forehead. "Goddamn it."
"Careful your talons don't slash the pastry." Curtis said, as he and Denica were working on the dough for the cannoli.
"Careful your uptight butt doesn't curdle the custard." Denica said back to Curtis while rolling the dough with a pin.
"Oh, ha ha ha." Curtis rolled his eyes. "Ugh!" Curtis said in disgust as Bert returns in clean clothes, but no pants, exposing his Mr. Spock boxers.
"All my pants are gone. Go ahead and laugh everyone. I've been through enough humiliation this week." Bert resigned.
Most of the campers laughed, while Heath gives out a smirk.
Kris came by to give the teams an update, and shudders at the sight of Bert from behind the door. "Three hours and counting, guys."
Despite having no pants, Bert continues to help cook. He started chopping the pineapple slices with LeShawn.
"Hey geek, these slices are totally uneven. Switch places with LeShawn." Heath ordered.
"Whatcha talkin' about? They look fine to me." LeShawn said, putting his arm around Bert in his defense.
"Um, I didn't get to be head chef because of poor presentation!" Heath said.
"No!" LeShawn went right into Heath's face. "You got to be head chef because you called it! And who you think you foolin' with this crispy white apron power trip you on?"
"Are you gonna be a team player or not?!" Heath questioned.
"Ooh, I'm a team player, alright, but I'm also allergic to pineapple!" LeShawn reminded.
"Oh, how horrid!" Heath said in a condensing tone, that he could care less if LeShawn dies from his allergies. "Just get slicing. Now!"
LeShawn and Bert reluctantly resume their cutting. "Thanks, guys." Heath said in a happy tone.
"Ooh! Two-faced, bull-headed, little– Ooh! Ugh! Yo! What do you recommend I do about this?"
"Yo, I recommend you scratch after we win. Get back to work!" Heath demanded.
"Ergh!" LeShawn growled as he really wants to murder the rich boy. But Trisha, Bert, and Lenny hold him back.
Back to the Killer Bass...
Harriet and Sam were chopping up the ingredients for on the antipasto. One of them dropped to the floor, making Harriet and Sam slip and fall. Dropping the ingredients on their head.
"What's with you guys?!" Curtis asked in annoyance.
Georgia holds up a plate of sandwiches. "Hey, guys! I made some sandwiches! We can chow down while we work!"
Harriet grinned and picked up the nearest sandwich. "Oh, sweet! I'm seriously starving." She then took a bite out of it and chewed something that felt rubbery. "This tastes like sweat and lotion. It's probably the worst sandwich ever." She gasped and looked inside the sandwich to see something inside it. "Gross!"
"Huh, I don't remember putting those in the sandwich." Georgia pondered.
While Bert continues chopping, Heath walked up behind him.
"You really oughta put on some pants, dork. It's unsanitary to cook in something that..." Heart snorts, "obscene."
"So gimme back my pants then!" Bert yelled. "I know it was you who took them!"
"Me? Now why would you think that?"
"Because you've been giving me nothing but grief for days!"
"Alright, alright. If you go to the cabin, you'll find a clean pair of underwear and shorts waiting."
"Thank you."
Heath laughs, while secretly holding a bottle of hot sauce.
"That's more like it." Bert puts on new underwear, but then heard something sizzle.
"My biscuits are burning!" Bert shouted. He ran to the lake and jump in.
"Ahhh." Bert sighed in relief. "I hate Heath so much!"
Bert returned to the kitchen, wearing his pajamas.
"Nice jammies, nerd." Heath quipped.
"This is all I've got left. So if you want to give me more hell, hit me with your best shot."
"Why that hurt, Bert." Heath said, pretending to be offended by the accusation. Then he noticed Lenny was just standing in front of the cake, staring at it. "What's wrong?"
"Uh, we like used all the flambé start, but it won't flambé." Lenny explained.
"Nothing happened when you lit it?" Heath asked.
"Ohhhh, I have to light it. That make sense. I thought it was magic."
CONFESSIONAL - HEATH
"I swear to God, it's like talking to an eggplant." Heath deadpanned to the camera.
"Pay attention, boys. This is how you flambé. Step one, pour the flambé liquid, which you did manage." Heath slowly demonstrates to both Lenny and Bert, who doesn't like the rich boy talking down on them. "Step two of two, light it."
The flambé suddenly burst at his face.
Glen tries to hold his laugh. Even Lenny thought it was funny. "Oops, I guess I put too much."
"Ya think?!" Heath screams. He quickly grabs a frying pan and used it to see his reflection... and saw that his his hair is singed. "AAAAAAAAAHHH! MY HAIR!" He screamed as he quickly used his hands to cover his burned-up head, on live television! "OLIVIA!"
Olivia suddenly came up to Heath at impressive speed and eagerly asked. "Is it finally lunchtime?"
"No, fatass!" Heath yelled irritably at Olivia, and ordered. "Go get my hair gel from the cabin!"
"But the bees." Olivia said fearfully. She knew they're still out there... waiting for her.
"NOW!" Heath snapped as he pointed the pan in his hand towards the door. Olivia slumped down and reluctantly head out the kitchen once again.
Heath looked at his reflection again when he heard Harriet giggles from across the kitchen. "It's what you get for picking on Bert." Harriet thought.
"What are you laughing at, dorkette?!" Heath yelled, then pointed the pan towards her. "Mind your own cooking!"
"Fine, then. GOSH!" Harriet yelled and resume cooking with her teammates.
LeShawn then poked his shoulder to get the rich boy's attention. "Excuse me..." he said.
"WHAT IS IT?!" Heath snapped again. He reaching his boiling point.
"I need a bathroom break." LeShawn said as he showed off his rash-covered arms again.
"Yeah?! Well, I need to fix my hair. But we don't always get what we want, do we?" Heath was just about done with this team as he slammed the pan down on the table and rubbing his temples. "Ugh! I'm on a team of (BLEEP)-ing retards!"
CONFESSIONAL - LESHAWN
"Oh, (BLEEP) this (BLEEP)! Somebody's gotta teach that guy a little respect."
Olivia sees a beehive hanging on her cabin above her, with bees buzzing around. She sneaks under silently, but accidentally rattled some glass bottles. "Hah, heh, hah."
She steps on a rake, piercing her foot. She screams in pain and fell to the ground. The hive fell on her. "Oh, come on!"
Olivia returns with Heath's bottle of hair gel, with her whole body covered in lumps due to receiving even more hornet stings than before.
"Don't just stand there, lumpy. Give it!" Heath ordered, not carrying about Olivia's well-being.
"Purple gerbil fish bag..." Olivia muttered nonsensically and fell face-first. The bottle flung into the air. Heath tries to grab it but LeShawn pushed him out of the way.
"Hey!" Heath yelped.
"Bert!" LeShawn called out as he throws the bottle to the braces-wearing boy who' standing on the table.
"Gimme, nerd!" Heath demanded as he walked up to Bert.
"Will you give me my clothes back?" Bert asked.
"Of course I will, honest." Heath said with a smile.
Though hesitating at first, Bert doesn't believe Heath and instead throws the bottle to Lenny.
"In the fridge!" LeShawn yelled as he opened up the door to the walk-in freezer. Lenny looked at the bottle and wondered what he should do. Heath snaps his fingers and held up his hand, fully expecting Lenny to hand it over.
But then, for reasons he doesn't quite know himself, Lenny throws the bottle into the freezer. "Oops."
"NO!" Heath gasped and ran up screaming for his gel. He smiled as he finally got it in his hand, until LeShawn slams the walk-in door shut and locked him up in there. "Hey!" Heath yelled as he ran up to the door and tried to open it. "You can't do this, I'm head chef!"
"Do you think Heath's really pissed at us?" Lenny asked worriedly as he, LeShawn, Bert, and Trisha held their ears to the door to listen to Heath struggling to free himself.
"I WILL (BLEEP)-ING MURDER YOU ALL! I SWEAR TO GOD!" Heath screamed in rage as he pounded against the door, causing huge dents.
"He'll get over it." LeShawn stated with a shrug. "That guy needs to learn how to chill."
"You are so sloppy. They all have to have the same amount of custard." Curtis said.
"Oh, relax. They're fine. You know, you'd be a lot more fun without that pole up your ass." Denica said.
"Hey! I'm like, the most easy-going guy I know!" Curtis insisted.
"Oh yeah. You're totally laid back." Denica squirts on Curtis' face.
Curtis gasped. Then he threw the bowl of batter on Denica's face and snickered.
CONFESSIONAL - DENICA
"God, Curtis totally creases me. He's my kind of guy."
CONFESSIONAL - CURTIS
"Denica and me? Yeah right. As if. I'm so sure. Not in a million years. Please. When hell freezes over."
"Yo, dawg! You still busy denying in there or can someone else have a turn?" LeShawn yelled from outside the confessional.
Curtis looks back at the camera. "Like I was saying, not gonna happen."
It was time. Both teams had all three courses made and Kris was sitting in a table in the main part of the lunchroom. With the Gophers' Hawaiian theme, several rings of flowers is placed on the left side of the table... with the tiki doll in the center of it. While the Bass set up a candle opera to go with their Italian theme.
"Your meal is coming right up, ma'am." Trisha tells Kris.
"Back in a sec with your meal, dude. I mean, madam." Georgia said.
In the Bass' side of the kitchen, LeShawn and Olivia sniff the ribs. "Hyeah. We might just win this thing yet, y'all." LeShawn said with confidence. "Olivia, guard the food. Alright, let's do this!" He tells Lenny and Trisha as they walked out the kitchen.
"Okay. Lookin' good, you guys." Olivia said to the ribs, and giggles. "Really good. Oh? What's that, Mr. Ribs? You feel a bit lopsided?" She was about to take a bite on a piece of rib when-
"Olivia, what are you doing?" Bert said, as he's returned wearing his clothes after finding where Heath hid them.
"Nothing, I wasn't about to eat the entire plate of ribs before we could serve it to Kris!" Olivia chuckled nervously.
"You better not. We already lost three times already. Let's try not have a fourth."
"Okay." Olivia sighed sadly. Now she'll never be able to taste the ribs.
Shaking from the frigid cold, Heath squirts some gel in his hand, rubbing both hands together and through his hair. But then his hands got stuck in his hair because his gel got frozen.
Kris is currently eating the antipasto made by Harriet and Sam after eating the pineapple slices from the Gophers and give it a score of 9 points. The antipasto appears to be quite good, until she found some hair and dead flies on them. "Your antipasto didn't quite pass the test-o." She said with a thumbs down, the two Bass slumped.
"Pass the pasta, I suppose." Kris said, and the Bass slide her a plate of spaghetti. So far so good, until Kris chewed on something hard.
"On a scale of one to ten..., two point." Kris told the disappointed Bass. They are seven points less than the Gophers.
"Will this be the Gophers' chance to win?" Kris spoke up as she looked to the Gophers and waited for the main dish.
"Alright Olivia, bring on the ribs." LeShawn tells Olivia.
Olivia walked out of the kitchen, carrying the plate of ribs that she put in front of Kris. "This looks exquisite!" The hostess said, awed at the dish. She rips off one of the rips and nipples at the meat on it. The Gophers watch in silence as she's chewing, then swallows. "You know what? This is the best damn ribs I've ever tasted. Fifteen points!
"Oh yeah!" Olivia shouted. The rest of the Gophers cheered.
"The Gophers are dominating so far with a score of 15 to 11. Time for dessert!" Kris said.
First up was the Bass' dessert with Kris using a new clean fork to pick up the dessert with and took a moment to taste it before swallowing. It's okay until she started chocking.
"Don't worry, I got you! Hang on!" DJ said, giving Kris the Heimlich maneuver. The big girl was able to get Kris to cough out what was lodged in her throat, which landed on the table.
"Ewww." Georgia said, grossed out.
"What the hell is this?" Kris complained, inspecting the item that almost killed her.
"Oh, that's where I dropped my earring." Sam said, as he took it off her hand.
"Nice going, Sam!" Curtis said.
"I'm sorry, okay?" Sam said as he cleaned the earring and put it back on his ear.
"Ehhhh, six. The Bass have twenty-one, so the Gophers need all ten points just to tie it up. I have to say, this dessert looks like a winner." The Gophers smiled eagerly, thinking they may win this yet as Kris puts her fork on the cake and-
Poof!
Only for the cake to practically deflate like a balloon when Kris' fork poke it. "Oh, that's not good." LeShawn said as Kris eyed what's left of the dessert with a raised eyebrow.
But she still had a job to do. So she picked up a piece of the flat cake and tasted it, and she gained wide eyes and a smile. "I must say you guys, this cake, sort of, taste... heavenly."
"You can thank Heath, it's his recipe!" Lenny explained, then suddenly gasped. "Oh crap! He's still in the fridge!" He ran back to the kitchen. Kris gave the other Gophers a confused look at this.
"What?! That guy's making everyone trip." LeShawn defended.
"Oh, I hear that." Kris agreed with LeShawn. Heath gets on her nerves so much too.
Soon both Kris and Olivia gained shocked and horrified looks on their faces at what they saw come out of the kitchen. "Oh, the horror!" Olivia gasped, unable to take her eyes off at the sight.
Heath. With blue skin from being in the fridge for so long, and had some batches of hair ripped off from his head and are stuck in his palms. "You guys are s-s-s-so f-f-f-f-(BLEEP)-ing dead!" Heath yelled, shivering at his teammates. "Is it over?"
"It is!" Kris nodded to Heath's question. "The Gophers win 21 to 12 and it's not just 'cause I almost died." Kris was eyeing at the Killer Bass. "The antipasto sucked, too."
The Gophers cheered.
"Finally, we won! I guess none of you are completely useless after all! Looks our losing streak is finally over." Heath then looked at the table and saw the tiki statue. "Despite someone's bad taste in knick-knacks. What the hell is this? I didn't approve this!"
"All we did was added some flowers. I don't remember putting a tiki doll there." LeShawn said.
Bert saw it. It was his tiki idol! He's so happy it was found. He doesn't know how it got there. "Oh, I-" He spoke up only to get interrupted by Sam.
"Oh, I found it in the lake yesterday. And I thought your Hawaiian theme could use a nice touch since the flowers look empty."
"Sam, you just aided the enemy!" Curtis reprimanded.
"What?! I was just trying to be nice! It's not like I was trying to sabotage you guys!" Sam defended.
Curious, Kris takes a good look at it, and immediately screamed and dropped it.
"That idol is from Boney Island! The deadliest island in Muskoka! The one I specifically said not to take anything from or you'll be cursed!"
"Cursed?!" Sam and Bert said in unison.
"Oh, nice going, Sam. No wonder we kept messing up in the kitchen." Curtis yelled.
"Alright, who took it?" Kris says to the campers, only to respond with silence. "No one will fess up, huh? Well no matter, the Killer Bass lose this challenge."
"You better put it back!"
"Me?! But I wasn't the one who took it!" Sam protested. "Fine, I'll put it back!" He grabs the tiki and walks off.
After he left, Kris puts her usual smile back on as she looks back at the camera. "Okay, the Screaming Gophers now lead with seven members to the Bass' soon to be six. And as promised, the winners will be enjoying a reward tonight. A five-star dinner under the stars."
The Screaming Gophers cheer, having lost their losing streak. At least for now.
"Hey!" Bert said, getting everyone's attention. "Where did the ribs go?"
Everyone in the room looked to see that the plate of ribs is indeed gone from the table.
"And where did Olivia go?" Trisha asked.
"BUUUUURRP!" A loud burp came from the kitchen. So everyone looked inside to see Olivia lying on the kitchen island with her mouth covered in barbecue sauce and a bunch of bones lying around the floor. "I can't help it! I'm weak!"
At the Gophers' cabin, Heath is combing his hair for tonight's dinner while standing in front of Lenny, who's sitting on his bed with his head down.
"You know, Lenny, you're damn well lucky we won this challenge, otherwise I would have convinced the team to vote you off tonight. You were a major traitor." Heath said. Lenny was about to say something, but Heath cut him off. "But, you did let me out of the fridge. So I'll give you one more chance. IF... you vote with me next the time we lose." Lenny nodded. "There, see? All better." Heath walked off, and suddenly turned back. "Oh, and if you ever team up with LeShawn against me again, I'll shave you bald in your sleep."
Lenny winced and covered his hair protectively.
CONFESSIONAL - LENNY
"I can't believe we locked him in the fridge!" Lenny laughed while holding his stomach. "That was so awesome! And his hair looks so bad!" Lenny then stopped laughing and looked a bit worried at the camera. "He's not going to see this, is he?"
"Who wants a treat? A tasty goodie that represents exemption, security, peace of mind."
Curtis sighs. "Just get on with it."
"And if you don't get a marshmallow, you have to walk the Dock of Shame and you can never come back. Ever. Let's see. One for Denica. One for Bradley. One for Curtis. DJ, Georgia." Kris threw the marshmallows to the names she just called out. "Well done, my sisters. Looks like we only have one left."
The last two contestants, Sam and Harriet, stare at the final treat anxiously. "Sam and Harriet, the final marshmallow goes to..."
Harriet gulped.
"Harriet." Kris said, as she threw the marshmallow at a relieved Harriet.
CONFESSIONAL - CURTIS
"Well, he is the one who found that tiki." Curtis stated with his arms crossed.
"What?! Just because I had the tiki with me?!" Sam yelled as he stood up from his stump. "I told you guys, I wasn't the one who brought it here! I'm sure someone in the Screaming Gophers did! You know what?" He places his hands on his hips. "Whatever! That's fine with me, you... marshmallow-eating freaks!" He shouted that last part as he marches towards the Dock of Shame.
"That's it for tonight." Kris said to the remaining Gophers. "And you might wanna burn some sage to get rid of any lingering curse vibes."
"And will Lunchlady give us some sage?" Curtis asked.
"Nope." Kris said bluntly, getting all the Bass to frown at her. "So good luck with that."
Despite being angry for being voted out, when Sam reached the end of the dock, waiting for him on the Boat of Losers was none other than his bro Kam.
"Sup, bro!" Kam yelled.
Sam eagerly jumped onto the boat and the two did their secret handshake that they did when they first arrived at Camp Wawanakwa. Then they gave each other a bro hug and popped their foot.
"I miss ya, bro!" Sam said.
"I miss you more!" Kam said.
"No, I miss you more!"
"No, I miss you more..."
Author's Notes:
Olivia's dream is my way of giving Justice another appearance, since I kinda wanted her to be around a little longer and regretted not figuring out how to do that. Oh well, you live, you learn. Olivia's dream is also to make her bisexuality more blatant. And this is before I rewatched the season to help me in writing the fanfic and found out Owen already has a dream in a later episode, but that one has to do with food.
So the Killer Bass loses in this chapter, and Sam is the one who gets eliminated an episode early. I decided to keep Bert a little longer, so he would be the one to be bullied instead of Harriet, with Heath taking up most of Duncan's role as the bullying jerk. Also, since Harriet is a girl she wouldn't be the kind of person to leave their dirty underwear around like Harold, thus sparing her from Denica, Georgia, and DJ's bullying.
I didn't make Curtis a complete dick when he voted out Sam, but is still upset that his incompetence cost them a victory. Unlike in the show, where Courtney enjoyed seeing Sadie gone over constantly shooting apples at her.
The next chapter will come sooner, I promise.