"In the last episode of Total Drama Island," Chris recapped, "After a bean-filled and soda-licious breakfast, or jumpy leg if you were close to Sol, our teams had the challenge to cross the island in complete silence, which was very fart in practice." The scene flashed back to Raj, Wayne and Lightning getting to the finish line. "Full gassy stomachs..." The scene changed to Lara and Beardo carrying the traps. "Booby traps..." The scene changed to Karol firing her bazooka. "A crazy animal lover with a meatball bazooka..." The scene changed to the raptors chasing everyone. "And of course, raptors on their tails." The scene changed to Julia yelling at the dinosaur. "Although one of them got a Jurassic smackdown. Yeah, turns out the real Julia is really mean."

...

The scene changed to MK going into the confessional and Bryan overhearing her. "I should also mention that MK saw everyone's confessionals and that Bryan is now aware of her plan and devised a plan of his own," Chris continued. The scene changed to Melody spooking Ezekiel. "Among other things, Melody acted like Melody..." The scene changed to Max and Phoebe's talk while they bathed a raptor. "Phoebe and Max bathed a raptor..." The scene changed to Nikki and Rodney carrying Shane. "Shane was still depressed..." The scene changed to Destiny driving and crashing the jeep onto the dock. "Destiny got behind the wheel again..." The scene changed to Sky and Dave's interactions. "Sky and Dave screamed, bickered and then bonded over their respective sisters..." The scene then changed to Lucas landing on various traps. "Lucas got thrown around a bunch of times..." The scene changed to the raptor farting and the mess hall exploding. "And a raptor blew up the kitchen when it farted."

...

The scene changed to 'Smart' Damien's elimination. "In the end, 'Smart' Damien got his wish," Chris continued. "He was voted off the island, right after he decided he didn't want to be. Ha-ha-ha-ha, I love irony."

...

The scene returned to Chris on the dock. "I'm sure many of you are wondering if we returned the flesh-eating raptors," he continued. "Well, stop it. Just enjoy the show and save your annoying questions for Sierra's TDI blogs, you spoiled pack of-"

"No, no, no, no, no," Chef quickly shushed. "Too much, too much, too much."

"Sorry. I sometimes get carried away on Total...Drama...Island!"

(cue commercial)

It was the next morning, and most of the campers were in the main lodge, which still had the destroyed kitchen. "You guys actually blew up a raptor?" Keith asked the other Frogs.

"If getting blown up by your own farts isn't a hero's exit," Ripper boasted, "I don't know what is."

"We'll add that to the big list of things you don't know," Scarlett plainly said.

"Sick burn, Scarlett!" Sierra giggled. "Up top!"

"Um, maybe not," Cameron suggested as he lowered her hand.

"I still can't fathom why Ripper stayed over a more valuable member of the team," Scarlett grumbled.

"Damien wanted to be voted off," Zoey pointed out. "He-" As she talked, she accidentally knocked over a spoonful of gruel, which hit Scarlett in the face. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Zoey gasped. "I can help you clean up, if that's okay with you." She tried to wipe the gruel away, but only smeared it in more. "Don't," Scarlett sternly told Zoey. "Just...don't."

"Um, maybe a simple wipe will help you," Cameron suggested as he passed her a pack of wipes. "It helps me whenever my glasses get smeared." Scarlett managed to clean herself before passing the wipes back. "Much more efficient than your 'help'," she bluntly stated, shooting a glance at Zoey while saying it.

"But she was just trying to help you, Miss Scarlett," Phoebe defended as she tied a small piece of blue ribbon into a bow.

"Uh, Phoebe?" Brick spoke up. "Is that-?" Phoebe placed the bow around the frog she found yesterday. "There you go, Frog-a-lot," she gently said. "Now you look all pretty."

"What kind of a name is that?" Topher scoffed as he picked the frog up. "It should be named after our beloved host, Chris McLean." The frog simply gave an annoyed croak as it rolled its eyes. "Huh?" Topher thought. "Is this thing suddenly getting more wet?"

"You don't know, mate?" Jasmine informed him. "Frogs pee on you when you pick them up." Topher screamed as he quickly dropped the frog, which Phoebe caught. "Gross!" he cried out before running away.

Confessional: Phoebe (Frogs of Death)

"I don't understand why Mister Topher is so freaked out. I mean, what's so bad about a frog peeing on you? You can always wash your hands." The frog she held croaked in response. "I know, buddy!" She gave the frog a tight hug. The frog simply held up a sign that read 'Could be much worse'.

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"So, someone posted a video of me smack-talking that raptor and I lost 300,000 followers! And you know what? I don't care. I'm relieved. Do you know how hard it is to pretend to like yoga and emojis? And OMG, avocado toast is gross! I'm finally free. Now it's time to show the world the Real Julia."

End Confessionals

DJ was about to eat a bite of his burrito when he felt the ground shake. "Are the raptors back?" he whimpered as he ducked down. A moment later, Julia slammed the door as she entered the main lodge, which caught Anthony's attention. "Well, well, well," he greeted. "If it isn't Miss Mako herself."

"Yeah, Julia," Bowie taunted as he waved a burrito in her scowling face, "Where you been? Insulting forest creatures?" The duo snickered until Julia hit them with their burritos. The others gave shocked gasps at the action. "You can't slap a man with his own burrito!" Ripper protested. He was quickly knocked over by another burrito. "Who posted that video of me yelling at the dinosaur?!" Julia angrily demanded. However, everyone remained silent. "No one brave enough to admit it?" she continued. "That's okay. I'll figure out who did it myself."

"Does this mean you won't be blessing our morning burritos?" MK teased as Julia walked out.

"I hope Miss Julia will calm down soon," Phoebe spoke up.

"Highly doubt it," Keith scoffed.

"You could be a tad more positive," Brick told him. "And besides, the person that needs encouragement the most is Shane."

"He's been so mopey since Jane got cut," Nikki commented. "I don't know what we're gonna do to get him even a bit cheered up again."

"Not to worry, team," Valerie confidently declared as she stood up. "I will try to encourage our fallen comrade." She walked outside. "I've got a bad feeling about this," Sol muttered under his breath.

Confessional: Valerie (Frogs of Death)

"Shane is so pathetic right now. Not like he wasn't already. But the point is he's vulnerable thanks to that villain's evil scheme and I can use that to my advantage. If I can make him recover a bit of his 'hero spirit', he'll eat from my hand and thus, be another secured vote."

End Confessional

Back at the Frog cabin, Valerie opened the door to find Shane lying face-first on his bed. "Oh, you poor dear," she sighed with 'sympathy'. "Still feeling a bit tired, are you?"

"Something like that," Shane muttered.

"Look, I know that you're sad over what happened with Jane, but I doubt she would want to see you like this."

"How do you know?"

"Cause while she may not have seen you as more than a friend, she still cared about you and she would definitely hope that you keep being a hero. And...so would I." Shane perked up a little bit as he lifted himself up from his bed. "You...really think so?" he asked.

"Of course," Valerie assured him. "Everyone needs a hero, even the strongest people. And right now, I'm trying to be your hero, so why don't you stop moping around for something that you can't change and actually do stuff that you can prevent?"

"I...I can try," Shane replied with a small smile.

"Then go for it," Valerie rallied before whispering in his ear, "My hero." What neither noticed was Bryan overhearing the duo from outside.

Confessional: Bryan (Screaming Gophers)

"Oh, she's really good...or maybe I just broke that hero so much that any little talk can get to him. But Valerie definitely has a powerful voice. Sweet like a bird, dangerous as a snake. Perhaps after this dumpster of a show is over, I can offer her a place by my side on the stage...perhaps. Can't let her take advantage, either."

End Confessional

Meanwhile at the spa hotel, Destiny was tuning up her guitar while Greg and Dave swept the floor around her. "Morning, guys," Sky greeted as she and Ella entered the room. "What are you up to?"

"Just doing a little dusting to keep this place clean," Dave informed her.

"And we're gonna throw a huge concert here!" Destiny exclaimed.

"A concert!" Ella gushed. "May we help any?"

"Hang on," Dave interjected, "I never-"

"Oh, come on, Davie," Destiny encouraged as she gave the germaphobe a tight hug. "It'll be fun! Everybody dreams of singing on-stage at least once in their lives."

"Not me."

"Calm down, Desi," Greg advised. "You and I will be ruling the stage, remember?"

"Um, what stage?" Sky asked. Destiny and Greg dashed off, and a second later, an extravagant stage was set up in the room. "Whoa," was all Dave, Sky and Ella could say as they shared a stunned look.

"We're kinda used to setting something like this up quickly," Greg humbly stated. "So, Desi, what say you?"

"LET'S ROCK!" Destiny exclaimed as she pumped her fists in the air, though she unintentionally knocked Dave over. "Oops. Sorry, Davie." A moment later, she and Greg were up on the stage while most of the Bears were now gathered on the floor below. "Oh, this is so exciting," Lara (now cosplaying as Kat from Gravity Rush) whispered to Beardo. "Those two are, like, gods when it comes to music."

"Yeah, they're good," Beardo agreed.

"Yo, Greggy," Destiny told him in a hushed tone, "You think Cinders there could join us?"

"You mean Ella?" Greg thought. "What would she play? What would she sing?" Destiny simply whispered something in his ear. "I like that, Desi. Ella, you mind joining us?"

"I'd love to," Ella happily replied as Destiny helped her on-stage.

"Just glad it's not me," Dave muttered to Sky. Greg passed Ella a small tambourine before heading to a microphone. "Greetings, Wawanakwa!" he announced. "Prepare for a bit of a golden oldie today, folks!" Destiny started playing her guitar, with Greg soon joining on a guitar while Ella shook the tambourine to the beat. "Now if you're feelin' kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying," Greg sang, "Future's coming much too slow

"And you wanna run, but somehow you just keep on stayin'

"Can't decide on which way to go-oh

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Destiny picked up the beat on her guitar. "I understand about indecision," Greg continued while Destiny and Ella vocalized in the background. "But I don't care if I get behind."

"People livin' in competition," the trio chorused.

"All I want is to have my peace of mind...

"YEAH!

"Now you're climbin' to the top of the company ladder

"Hope it doesn't take too long

"Can't 'cha see there'll come a day where it won't matter

"Come a day when you'll be gone." Greg vocalized while Destiny played a rift. "I understand about indecision," the trio chorused.

"But I don't care if I get behind," Greg sang while Destiny and Ella vocalized in the background.

"People livin' in competition."

"All I want is to have my peace of mi-i-i-ind." Greg played a few notes on his guitar while Destiny added some rifts on hers. "Take a look ahead!" the trio exclaimed. "Take a look ahead!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" Greg cheered. The trio played for a bit while most of the Bears danced around to the beat of the music. "Now everybody's got advice they just keep in givin'," Greg continued, "Doesn't mean too much to me."

"Lots of people out to make believe they're livin'," the trio sang, "Can't decide who they should be..." Destiny added another rift. "I understand about indecision," the trio chorused.

"But I don't care if I get behind," Greg added while Ella and Destiny vocalized in the background.

"People livin' in competition

"All I want is to have my peace of mi-i-i-ind." Greg played a bit more while Destiny threw in some rifts. "Take a look ahead!" the trio exclaimed. "Take a look ahead!"

"LOOK AHEAD!" Greg sang at the top of his lungs as he held the note while Destiny and Ella chorused along. The beat seemed to slow down, but Greg quickly picked it back up with his guitar. Destiny and Ella danced along in rhythm while Greg finished the last bits of the song. "THAT WAS SO AWESOME!" Lara squealed.

"Thank you," Greg replied with a bow.

"What's with the racket?" Blainley complained as she and Sugar angrily stormed into the room. "Us superstars require beauty sleep!"

"We didn't know you were still sleeping," Ella explained. "We were just playing and singing some music."

"You call that garbage singing?" Sugar scoffed as she pushed her, Greg and Destiny off the stage. "Watch a professional at work."

"Two-for-one deal, it looks like," Beardo whispered to Lara. Sugar snapped her fingers before she pulled out a curtain. A moment later, she was in a white top, pink pants, a white cap and a cowbell around her neck while a rap beat played. "Sugar Silo," she began. "I'm wicked sweet

"I tap it when I rap it with a tasty beat

"Don't like milk from a Jersey cow

"I'm the queen of Craptry, y'all should bow!

"Sugar Holla!" Most of the other Bears winced as Sugar held the note. "Sugar Silo go do-si-do," she continued, "Sugar Silo here to win the dough!

"Sugar HOLLA!" Sugar's high note caused Greg's glasses to shatter. "Hey!" he complained.

"Like a talking horse," Sugar rapped, "The truth I speak

"I'm better than these missies and the nerdy freak."

"Ow!" Destiny cried out after Sugar poked her in the eye.

"Am I trippin'?

"No way, this be for real

"I'm gonna win this million dollar deal!

"Sugar HOLLAAAAAAAAAA!" Sugar's final note was powerful enough to shatter the windows of the spa hotel. "Yeah!" she boasted to the stunned Bears, now lying across the floor. "That's how it's done!"

"Wow," Destiny spoke up as she fixed her frazzled hair, "I don't know what to say."

"Oh, wait," Greg put in as the two shared a look of fury, "Yes, we do." A moment later, the duo tossed Sugar outside. "And don't try that again!" Greg shouted before slamming the door shut.

"That was...something," Dave breathed out after the chaos died down.

"No kidding," Destiny added. "That encore sucked!" The duo noticed that Sky was muttering something. "Something up?" Dave asked.

"I was just doing a quick tally of everybody and we seem to be two people short," Sky informed him.

"Are you sure?" Destiny thought. "There's a bunch of people here in this hotel."

"No, she's correct," Greg replied. "Has anyone seen Paul and Melody?" Meanwhile, the aforementioned duo were busy walking through a wooden area. "Can't we take a break now?" Paul moaned. "We've been at this since the crack of dawn."

"Be patient, Paul," Melody advised in her cryptic tone. "Good things come to those who wait."

"Well, I'm not the best at waiting."

"You are aware that you don't have to be aggressive all the time."

"Wha-? I-I'm not aggressive!"

"Yet you feel the need to be cutting with your words with almost everyone. Except for Ethan and me." Paul got a slight blush on his cheeks. "Well...let's just say I consider you two...tolerable to be around," he carefully worded.

"Is that it?" Melody asked with a slight smirk. "Or maybe you have a different kind of reason to be close to him? After all, a mechanic is no different from a blacksmith, and every blacksmith has a particular connection with a knight."

"Yeah...well, maybe I consider Ethan...handsome. There, I said it. Happy?"

"Very. But what about me? Why would you accept to hang around with an 'odd bug' like myself?"

"I guess...I'm kinda lonely myself," Paul released while taking a seat on a rock. "I mean, yeah, I have Matt and Zack over at the garage, and the boss whenever he's not too angry is nice to hang around, but someone from my age...I've never found any that actually stood with me."

"I see," Melody replied with some emotion.

"I thought you already knew that with your weird powers."

"Aura reading is not the same as mind reading," Melody explained before sitting by his side. "You can analyze and intuit, but you can't pinpoint everything. I felt you had a loneliness feeling, but not why it existed. And I share that feeling. It's not a surprise to say that an odd flower like me has always...scared others from getting close." Shadow the crow flew over to the duo and perched on Melody's arm. "And if you didn't, then Shadow probably did," Paul half-snarked, making Melody smile a bit.

"Well," Melody admitted to him while she petted the crow, "If you really care, then I must confess I see you as my first human friend."

"What an honor." Paul stroked the bird a little, but winced a bit as he put one of his hands to his head. "Ugh," he groaned. "I'm still wondering why I'm feeling so weird. It's like something that's moving through my blood all the time."

"This island holds many mysteries, Paul," Melody informed him, "Mysteries that even I haven't been able to perceive. Maybe one is linked to that odd feeling."

"Well, I was hoping that you may be able to help me. Read the lines of my hand or bring some tarot cards...I heard that the redhead chick with the flower had one."

"First, that's not how tarot nor the hands work. Second, I'm afraid whatever is lurking you is extremely hard to read. But I don't think you should be afraid."

"And that's cause...?"

"Consider it a dark whisper."

"Well...with you, 'dark' usually means 'good'," Paul breathed out. "But at least I can trust you to keep an eye on Ethan...I wouldn't want him to get hurt for...whatever is happening to me. He deserves better."

"Don't worry," Melody joked. "Your golden knight will have the protection of this dark witch so he can save you from your castle."

"Oh, you little-" The duo shared a laugh. "Maybe we should head back to the camp," Paul suggested.

"Yes," Melody agreed. "It seems like a good idea."

"Then lead the way, Twisted Chick."

"As you wish, Grease Hands."

"Ouch. That hurts." Paul and Melody started to walk back to camp. Soon, they reached the spa hotel. "What happened to all the windows?" Paul asked.

"Sugar Silo tried to crash Greg and Destiny's performance," Priya told them as she and Millie tried to sweep away the glass.

"They tossed her out, though," Millie added.

"Thought she was better than everyone else, huh?" Paul guessed. "No one else can be in her spotlight."

"It's definitely not a bright spotlight she's shining."

"Millie, that was a sick burn!" Priya cheered.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah! You're on fire!"

"You know what? You're on fire."

"We're both on fire!"

"Yeah!"

"You're funny," Priya noted with a giggle.

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"The kids at school called me a lot of things. None of them were 'funny', but we don't need to go there."

Confessional: Melody (Confused Bears)

"I can certainly sense a strong friendship forming between those two. Hopefully they can be able to overcome any trials they may face."

End Confessionals

An air horn over the loudspeakers caught everyone's attention. "Next challenge!" Chris announced. "The field. Ten minutes."

"That air horn scared half a burrito out of me," Ripper commented as he looked down at his pants.

"Ew!" Amy gagged while the other Frogs shared similar levels of disgust.

Confessional: Zoey (Frogs of Death)

"It's gross that it happened, but it's more gross that he told us." She shuddered.

End Confessional

"Our team needs to win this challenge," Bowie told the Rats as they walked down a path.

"I'm starting to miss that spa hotel," Lightning sighed.

"Speaking of our team," Emma spoke up, "Where are the hockey bros?"

"Sorry, team," Wayne apologized as he and Raj caught up with them.

"We wanted to wear our lucky hockey beards to the challenge," Raj explained.

Confessional: Wayne and Raj (Toxic Rats)

"When your hockey team's in the play-offs," Wayne began as the duo now had two bushy beards, "Shaving is bad luck."

"So everyone ends up with beards," Raj said while stroking his beard.

"We can't grow 'em yet. These are fake."

"But eventually, we'll be men...and actually have to shave our faces."

End Confessional

"No fake beards?" MK sarcastically asked. "However shall we win without them?"

"I don't know," Raj answered. "Where could they be?"

"Maybe I ate them in my sleep," Wayne thought. "I'll check: cat style." He started to retch like a cat with a furball stuck in his throat, much to the bewilderment of the other Rats. "Wayne's good at this," Raj said "One time, he brought up three hockey pucks and a map of northern Saskatchewan."

"I've always wanted a cat," Emma remarked.

"And now I'm reconsidering getting a cat," Courtney moaned with slight disgust.

Confessional: MK (Toxic Rats)

"Yeah...I took their beards." She snickered. "Gonna auction them off on my new website: 'Things Total Drama Island Contestants Used To Own'. Cha-ching!"

End Confessional

Wayne coughed up a car key. "If they aren't inside us," he wondered, "Where are they?"

"Julia, any ideas?" MK suggested as everyone turned to the influencer.

"Are you suggesting I took them?" Julia scoffed as she typed on her cell phone. "I'm allergic to things that stick to bodies."

"So, uh, does that mean you're allergic to your own hair?" Scott thought.

"Oh, are you?" MK accused. "Or was that just another lie?"

"Hey!" Julia whipped back. "I have a necklace and a phone missing, so, there is a thief here. It's just not me."

"And I have a lip balm go missing," Bowie noted.

"Along with my sunglasses," Dakota added.

"Someone swiped my hairbrush," Emma put in.

"Guess that explains the rat's nest on the top of your head," Julia sneered.

"What?"

"Sorry. I've been dying to say that this whole week. It feels so good to finally be me."

Confessional: Emma (Toxic Rats)

"Rats are actually the cleanest of all the rodents, so thank you for the compliment."

End Confessional

"Okay," Chris announced after everyone was gathered, "Today's challenge is called 'Stranger Flings'."

"Oh, I loved that show!" Lara squealed.

"It's Stranger Flings, Miss Make Believe," Jo scolded. "Make with the challenge already, McLean."

"Each team has their own state-of-the-art medieval catapult," Chef explained, "Which you will use to fling your teammates as far as you need to."

"Uh-wha-uh-hold up," Chase stammered. "Fling?"

"The goal is to land your teammates into one of three point-value targets. Land in the first one, that's one thousand points. Second is two thousand, third is-"

"Three thousand," Bowie cut in. "Got it, but what's with the craters in front of and behind each target?"

"Those are surprise penalty pits," Chris explained. "If you overshoot or undershoot your target, you land there."

"What are these surprise pits?" Samey spoke up.

"Don't you know how surprises work?" Amy scoffed. "Man, how dumb can you get?"

"So if you land in a point section," Chef continued, "Exit out the door and come back to your team."

"So, is everyone ready to-?" Chris asked. He was cut off by Chase's whimpering. "Are you okay?" Helen wondered as she looked at him.

"Yes," he stammered as he rocked back and forth in a little ball, "Uh, do. I'm just...I'm just..." Emma saw this and smirked.

Confessional: Emma (Toxic Rats)

"Chase has never backed out of a dare. He's done it all, except for the slingshot ride at Eight Pennant Theme Park. He totally chickened out!"

Confessional: Heather (Screaming Gophers)

"Ugh! That idiot will ruin any chance of winning this challenge! Looks like I'll have to lead us to save this crappy team from elimination."

End Confessionals

Chase could only stutter before saying, "I call Flinger. Yeah, I said it first, so I'll just work the catapult. Yeah." Heather simply slapped him in the face. "I will not allow your cowardly ass to cost us the game," she declared. "I'll be in charge of the catapult."

"No, no," Chris cut in. "Every team member must take a turn being flung before anyone goes twice." Chase simply bit his knuckle in fright while Heather simply moaned. "First team to ten thousand points wins," Chris continued, "And the last team to reach that will be sending someone home."

"Good plan!" Greg and Destiny suddenly exclaimed.

"Uh, what plan?" Shawn questioned. "Chris was just explaining the rules."

"We made a plan to win," Destiny explained. "Duh!"

"You didn't even make a sound," Valerie pointed out.

"They didn't have to," Sierra whispered to her.

Confessional: Sierra (Frogs of Death)

"I once disguised myself as a sasquatch to get more info on Greg and Destiny, and those two are so close that they can communicate without words. It's like their own secret love language. I would've gotten more, but Animal Control mistook me for a German Shepard and I spent a few days with the stray dogs. The food wasn't half-bad, though."

End Confessional

"Listen up, Frogs," Jasmine decided. "We'll do this in a simple and fair manner. Just get in a line for who goes first, and whoever's at the back of the line will work the catapult. That good?"

"I like that plan, Jasmine," Shane replied. "In fact, I'll even go first for you guys."

"Nice! Everyone else, fall in behind him." Soon, the Frogs were lined up, with Ripper behind Shane, followed by Sierra, Brick, Phoebe, Nikki, Rodney, Samey, Amy, Valerie, Sol, Mike, Cameron, Scarlett, Jasmine, Keith, Zoey, Anne-Maria, Zee, Topher and finally Helga. "Guess you're on catapult duty, Helga," Samey noted. "Please be gentle."

"Oh, sure," Helga said. "As gentle as YOU MAKING ME DINOSAUR BAIT!"

"How many times must I say it?" Sol scoffed. "She didn't-"

"SHE LIE!" Helga's shout was powerful enough to knock the Frogs down like dominoes. "Getting her to change her mind is an uphill battle, Sol," Mike groaned.

Confessional: Mike (Frogs of Death)

"I'm just relieved Helga shifted her anger onto something else. The good rules of life: always know which way is north, always carry spare food with you..." A loud CRASH from outside made him shrink down. "And never let Helga know you've killed a bear."

End Confessional

"Last summer, my parents sent me to catapult camp," Priya explained to Millie, "So now, I know all about torque, tension and angles."

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"Who sends their kid to catapult camp? That is tragic, but it's also gold." She wrote a bit in her book.

End Confessional

"I know it's weird," Priya continued, "So, please don't tell anyone else that story, okay?"

"I won't say a word," Millie promised.

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"But I am putting it in my book..."

End Confessional

"Ready..." Chris announced as he and Chef sat in elevated seats, "Set..." He blew his air horn, starting the challenge. "Why must he do that?" Phoebe moaned while she covered her ears. Meanwhile, Greg was quickly turning the catapult's wheel while Destiny carried Ethan over to the seat. "Ready for action!" Destiny shouted.

"Why is he going first?" Beardo asked.

"We needed a test dummy and Galahad was the only dummy around."

"Nice," Paul scoffed.

"Are you sure the-" Priya began.

"Angle is precise once I've accounted for load weight along with friction caused by wind velocity," Greg interrupted. "In other words, I know what we're doing. You and Millie can sub for us. FIRE!" Destiny launched Ethan before dashing off. He flew through the air before landing in the first target. "The Confused Bears take the lead with a measly one thousand points," Chris announced.

"Why only a thousand?" Priya thought while Greg spun the wheel. "We should-"

"We know what we're doing," Greg cut off.

Confessional: Greg (Confused Bears)

"The plan is simple: one thousand points is the easiest and quickest to get, so Desi will relay the Bears while I man the catapult. Our score will rise gradually, so we'll hit ten thousand in no time."

End Confessional

"I've got catapult duty," Heather decided as she went over to the wheel. "Now, someone get over here so I can launch them."

"Hold up," Leshawna cut in. "No one decided on that."

"And we need brawn manning that," Lacey added, "Not bitchiness."

"Well, I'm team leader," Heather argued, "And what I say goes!"

"Why, you little-"

"Hang on, you two," Sarah advised as she pulled Lacey and Leshawna aside. "Why not simply let Heather take control?"

"Are you crazy?" Leshawna scoffed. "You'd actually let Queenie run this?"

"She's gonna make us lose," Lacey grumbled.

"BUT if slash when we lose all thanks to her..." Sarah pointed out. Lacey and Leshawna blinked in realization.

Confessional: Lacey (Screaming Gophers)

"Of course! Hoist her sorry butt up with her own flagpole! Oh, me likey."

End Confessional

"I'm up first," Shane breathed out after hopping into the catapult. "Helga, launch me!" However, Helga picked him up. "Wait, what are you doing? What are you-?" Shane screamed as Helga threw him like a baseball, making him soar way past the third target before getting stuck in a tree. "Ooh, and bonus ouchies from the Frogs of Death!" Chris exclaimed. "And just to add a little salt in the wound, it wouldn't have counted even if he hit the target."

"Why?!" Helga complained. "Helga launch Droopy Boy."

"He meant...with the catapult," Nikki breathed out.

"Oh. Why did he not say that?!" Meanwhile, Destiny had loaded Melody onto the catapult. "FIRE!" Greg exclaimed before pulling the lever, flinging Melody. She peacefully soared through the sky before landing in the first target. "Another thousand points," Chris announced. "The other teams better catch up."

"We need to launch someone NOW!" Heather barked out.

"I'm kinda busy right now," Chase fibbed.

"And I kinda like living," Helen nervously added.

"Oh, I hear that," Lucas agreed.

"I'LL GO FIRST!" Carly suddenly declared. This earned gasps from about the rest of the Gophers, with the exceptions being a relieved Chase and an indifferent Gwen and Heather.

Confessional: Lacey (Screaming Gophers)

"I gotta admit I didn't expect her to volunteer to be first. She's either the bravest or the most reckless girl on this team."

End Confessional

While Carly stepped into the Gophers' catapult, Ripper hopped into the Frogs' catapult. "Let's fire up this catapult!" Ripper rallied.

"Are catapults made of cats, bro?" Zee wondered.

"They are made of wood," Scarlett seethed. "And the catapult is very effective."

"But the last time it was put into use on a large scale was World War I," Phoebe put in, "And they were eventually replaced with mortars."

"Nerds!" Ripper called out. "Less talkie, more tossie!"

Confessional: Scarlett (Frogs of Death)

"I want Ripper flung into the sun's core!" She let out a breath. "No, I can't do that. The catapult probably doesn't have enough power."

End Confessional

"You must carefully calculate the precise angle in order to obtain the desired target," Scarlett instructed to Helga.

"Helga not understand you!" Helga shouted back.

"She just means watch where you aim," Cameron clarified. "One wrong move and-"

"What's this lever do?" Zee thought before pulling it. Ripper screamed as he was launched, while Carly was flung at the same time. "First flings out for the Gophers and Frogs," Chris announced. "And lucky for us, the Frogs were by accident." The duo skid as they landed before falling into a pit. "Fling and a miss. Chef, tell them what they landed in."

"Ripper and Carly have landed in a very crabby crab colony," Chef explained.

"Ow!" Carly cried out while she tried to pull a crab off her ear. "Be gentle!"

"Great aim, Heather," Gwen sarcastically noted. "Now maybe get it in the target!"

"My aim was great," Heather countered. "She was just weighed down by the fart monster. Who's next to get launched?"

"Uh, I'm not really sure," Cody nervously said. The Gophers suddenly noticed Max strutting over to the catapult and placing a strange square in the seat. "My greatest invention since arriving!" he boasted. "With this device, we shall spring ourselves to the targets with little effort."

"Won't that count as cheating?" Lucas thought.

"Not if that thing stays in the catapult," Heather replied with a smirk. "Let's test it out. Beth, test it out." Beth nervously got into the catapult. "Alright," Max cackled as he hooked the square to a different lever, "It's time to EVIL!" He pulled the lever, launching Beth with the springs. She flailed and screamed as she soared through the air before landing straight into the crab pit. "It's not any better," Sarah sighed as the others looked on.

"How dare you mock my invention!" Max scolded. As they talked, Bryan slipped over to the catapult and turned the square around before leaving. "Um, I'll go next, guys," Rose volunteered as she got in. Meanwhile, Wayne and Raj were turning the wheel. "Crank that wheel!" Julia ordered while she stood by the lever. "Who's up first?" The Rats simply eyed each other. "Move, people! We've got a challenge to win!"

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"My team wants me gone, but they can't vote me off if we win, so I'm taking charge!"

End Confessional

"Come on, come on, COME ON!" Julia shouted.

"Let's do this!" Emma rallied as she hopped in.

"Alright. Ready to be launched, bedhead?"

"You know my-" Emma shrieked as she flailed through the sky, much to the agony of the others. "Emma's got some pipes," Helen commented. Emma soon landed into the second target. "I did that!" Raj cheered as he gave Wayne a high-five.

"I did it," Julia corrected.

"The Toxic Rats now tie the Confused Bears with two thousand points," Chris announced.

"Oh, how wrong you are, McLean," Blainley taunted. "Check again. We have four thousand."

"Less scary than I thought it was," Dave breathed out after stepping out of the first target.

"And what was that shrieking earlier?" Shawn asked as he joined his side. The duo saw Emma stumble out before falling into another pit and into a barrel. "Um, what was that?" she meekly asked as she heard a snort. She lifted herself up to find herself staring at a bull. "I was hoping this would happen," Chris gleefully announced. "Emma accidentally fell into a penalty zone, so now she's got a mad rodeo bull to deal with." The bull rammed into the barrel, flinging Emma like a rag doll. "MAKE IT STOP!" she shrieked.

"Classic," Chris chuckled. Meanwhile, Sierra was readying herself for the catapult. "Ready!" she exclaimed. Helga launched her, though she ended up soaring all the way to the tree Shane was stuck in. "On second thought," Jasmine reasoned, "Maybe someone else should be on catapult duty. Everyone else agree?"

"I'll do it," Anne-Maria volunteered. "I ain't risking my hair on some high-winded catapult."

"I don't like this messing up my looks, either," Valerie pointed out, "But Chris said everyone has to go at least once. And besides, the guys might be impressed by how well we will do." Anne-Maria let out a reluctant grunt before sitting in the catapult. "Isn't it Brick's turn next, Miss Anne-Maria?" Phoebe innocently asked. "And where is your helmet?"

"Just get it over with," Anne-Maria bluntly decided. Helga fired the catapult, flinging the tanned girl until she landed in the third target. "Frogs of Death are on the board with three thousand points!" Chris announced.

"Aw, yeah!" Anne-Maria cheered after walking out of the target area. "And not a hair out of place." She flicked her hair, which made a metallic TANG! "Her hair is made of metal?" Phoebe wondered.

"Nice one, Helga," Jasmine complimented. "But something tells me we'd better switch things up. You're giving the catapult too much power."

"You need power to launch team into targets," Helga argued.

"But two of your three shots got our teammates into trees," Nikki pointed out. "Maybe we should re-shuffle the whole line-up."

"Good thinking," Jasmine agreed. "But Helga, maybe you can help get Sierra and Shane out of the trees while we finish the challenge." Helga simply grumbled before walking off. "Everyone that hadn't been on the catapult, line up," Jasmine ordered. The Frogs got into a line again with Cameron in front, followed by Nikki, Mike, Brick, Phoebe, Jasmine, Zoey, Topher, Sol, Samey, Amy, Valerie, Rodney, Keith and Scarlett. "You're leaving the nerd to work the catapult?" Keith complained.

"Well, a smart guy like Greg's heading the Bears' catapult and they're leading," Brick pointed out. Keith looked over to the Bears with a thoughtful look before heading over to them.

Confessional: Keith (Frogs of Death)

"If my loser team has any chance of winning, I need to take those Bears down a notch. Luckily, I know how to break one of them."

End Confessional

"Ready for action, Sky?" Greg asked the Olympian as she sat in the catapult.

"Ready," Sky replied.

"Looks like the Bears' little leader is more of a lapdog," Keith taunted as he strolled up to them.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ignore him, Sky," Greg advised. "He's just trying to get under your skin. Focus on being launched. Desi!" Destiny nodded before pulling the lever, launching Sky into the air. She did a few flips before perfectly landing in the first target. "Bears get another thousand points!" Chris announced.

"Whoo-hoo!" Destiny cheered. "Rockin' it!"

"You just got lucky," Keith scoffed. "And besides, it was a dumb and weak shot. Makes sense since the nerd was left to do it."

"Are you insulting Greggy? He's not dumb or weak!"

Confessional: Keith (Frogs of Death)

"Hmm, I might make this work after all."

End Confessional

"So what?" Keith challenged as he stared Destiny down. "What do you intend to do about it? You don't look like you can put up a fight."

"Better get Priya and Millie over here," Greg advised as he motioned to Beardo and Lara. "And Keith, I wouldn't try to pick a fight with Desi."

"Yeah," Destiny whipped back while readying her fists. "You don't look so tough. I even bet those arms are made of marshmallows."

"I'll show you marshmallows!" Keith angrily countered. He threw a few punches but Destiny ducked at each one. She managed to elbow Keith in the stomach, stunning him for a second. Destiny then gave a kick to his family jewels before tripping him with her legs. And before Keith could get a chance to recover, Destiny headbutted him right on the noggin, KO-ing him. "Whoa," Beardo gasped after he and Lara brought Priya and Millie over. "What happened?"

"Desi happened," Greg replied as he led Destiny away from Keith. "And I suggest you chill over there before he wakes up."

Confessional: Greg (Confused Bears)

"I tried to warn Keith not to pick a fight, but he had to learn it the hard way. The reason why you don't pick a fight with Desi? She's a combat pragmatist, meaning she never fights fairly."

End Confessional

"Hurry it up!" Heather barked out to her teammates. "We're not even on the board!"

"Thanks to your great aim," Lacey muttered under her breath.

"You wanna go next?" Helen asked Lucas.

"Oh, what the hell?" Lucas shrugged. "I'll have to go sooner or later." He hopped into the catapult. "Puedo decir una oracion primero?"

"Quit whining," Heather complained.

"Perhaps Max's springy thing might work?" Beth suggested.

"Yes. It's a good thing I've got the brains to think of that."

"But Heather-" However, Heather ignored her and pulled the lever to activate the spring pad Max installed. Lucas screamed as he was flung...though not exactly in the desired direction. "How is that boy flying backwards?" Chef asked. Lucas soon crashed into a tree, which flung him towards another tree, and he kept being tossed back and forth as he descended. After he reached the ground, a bunch of pine cones fell on top of his head, adding salt to the wound. "Oh..." Helen winced. "I'd better go help him before something else happens to him."

"Do you need an extra set of hands?" Bryan offered.

"Why not?" The duo rushed off.

Confessional: Helen (Screaming Gophers)

"Seriously! It's like the universe is working against Lucas with how many times he gets injured. If you're listening, Universe, knock it off!"

Confessional: Bryan (Screaming Gophers)

"You might ask why I'm still pulling some sabotage if my goal is Mary-Kate. Well, with how determined Julia is to win, I need to have a back-up plan in case she actually pulls off a victory. Lacey and Leshawna allowing Heather to continue her bad aim will make them perfect targets to boot."

End Confessionals

"My first catapult ride!" Cameron cheered while he sat in the catapult. Meanwhile, Scarlett was carefully adjusting the wheel. "Come on," Valerie complained. "He should've been sailing three minutes ago. Go faster!"

"Accuracy is more crucial than speed right now," Scarlett countered. "We'll lose precious time with misfires."

"Please be careful with Cameron," Zoey advised.

"He is quite lighter than the rest of us," Sol remarked. "Besides, where are you aiming him at?"

"Most likely 2,000 points to put pressure on the Bears," Cameron hypothesized.

"That is indeed correct," Scarlett replied. "With that pressure, the Bears will make mistakes to catch up and waste valuable time..."

"While we secure victory!" the duo chimed in together.

Confessional: Scarlett (Frogs of Death)

"I must admit it is quite refreshing to have a fellow intellectual on this team. It would be wise to propose an alliance with him while it is still fairly early in the competition, which will strengthen the likelihood of my victory."

End Confessional

Scarlett fired the catapult, launching Cameron into the air. "WHOA!" he cried out as he soared ahead. He soon landed in the second target. "Another two thousand for the Frogs of Death!" Chris announced. "They have now tied it up with the Bears! Pressure is on them now."

"Millie, get in," Priya instructed. "I'll get you to the third target."

"Wh-what?" Millie stammered.

"Don't worry. I've made all the calculations, and if they're right-"

"IF?!"

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"If I want Priya to keep helping me through these challenges so I can continue my research, I'm gonna need to put myself at risk sometimes."

End Confessional

"Ready to get launched!" Sam rallied as he hopped into the catapult. "Where am I heading? Good Egg, Battlerock or Dreadnought?"

"Another Galaxy reference?" Dakota asked him.

"It's what I'm calling the targets, from easiest to hardest to get."

"Well, be careful at the Dreadnought. It sounds, uh, dreadful."

"Don't worry. I-" Sam got cut off once Julia launched him. "Hey!" Dakota complained. "That was seriously rude! I was talking to him!"

"You should be thanking me," Julia scoffed. "I got you some peace away from that annoying dorkus."

Confessional: Dakota (Toxic Rats)

"Except that I liked talking with Sam. And he's not annoying. Or a dorkus! What does she know?"

End Confessional

Sam cheered as he flew through the air, until he landed just short of the third target. "Did I win?" he groaned. He gasped as he saw a familiar legged shark licking his lips. "Get me out of here!" he yelled out as he struggled to climb out. "It's Fang!"

"Pass me some rope," DJ told Austin. Austin quickly passed him his lasso, and DJ rushed over to the pit. "Grab on!" he shouted to Sam. There was a slight RIP before he was pulled to safety. "Thanks for the rescue," Sam breathed out. However, he noticed some giggling and laughter from his teammates. "What?"

"Nice star undies," Scott teased. Sam looked down and tried to cover his now-exposed underwear, which had a pattern of yellow-bit stars.

Confessional: Sam (Toxic Rats)

"Kinda embarrassing, and in front of a cool girl like Dakota?" He facepalmed.

End Confessional

"Remember to tuck on your descent," Priya advised Millie. "You've got this, Millie!" She pulled the lever, launching Millie. She peeked an eye open as she flew, then started to giggle and cheer. "WHEE!" she exclaimed.

"Tuck!" Priya warned. Millie tucked and soon landed in the third target. "Bears regain their lead and are only two thousand away from victory," Chris announced.

"Yes!" Priya, Sky and Greg cheered.

"Yeah!" Millie rallied as she exited the target area.

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"That was...the most fun I've ever had!"

End Confessional

"We're ordering a double-double," Wayne said while he and Raj sat in the catapult.

"Double points for the double threat," Raj agreed.

"Don't you two look cozy," Bowie teased as he walked over.

"Well, we're, ah, we're teammates."

"No, no, no," Chef warned. "Safety first, boys. Only one at a time." The hockey bros groaned, but complied as Raj stepped out. "Go for it, Wayner," Raj assured him.

"On it!" Wayne shouted. Julia soon launched him. "Check it out, Rajie!" Wayne called out. "I'm reversing! Beep, beep-" He bumped into an eagle, making him fall on top of the bull in the penalty zone. "That bird was off-side!" Raj protested.

"Are you and Wayne okay?" Dawn asked the eagle. The eagle just cawed before flying off. "And tell your friends not to fly here!" Dawn warned. "It's too dangerous right now!"

"Good thinking, Dawn," DJ said with a little nudge. "Now, what do we do about Wayne?"

"Why is this cow so mad?" Wayne asked as he held on to the bull's back.

"I'm coming, Wayne!" Raj assured him as he got into the catapult. "Aim for the cow!"

"We need points," Julia stated, "So that's what I'm aiming for." She launched Raj, making him scream. "Ooh, that might be..." Chris noted. Raj fell past the third target and into a pit. "Too far," Chris said. Julia could only growl as she kicked the dirt. "Since you're doing...well, I'm just gonna say it...HORRIBLY," MK told Julia as she walked over, "Maybe let someone else work the catapult?"

"Back off!" Julia lashed back. "I've got this!"

"MK does make a good point," DJ defended. "Maybe I could help."

"Like you 'helped' in the secrets challenge a while back? FORGET IT!"

"It's called respecting another person's privacy."

"Can someone stop the world from spinning?" Emma mumbled as she staggered over before collapsing.

"I would," MK snarked, "But it'd trigger massive earthquakes and tsunamis, and I do not want that on my conscience." Meanwhile, Raj tried to free himself from the weird substance he landed in. "What is this?!" he panicked. "I think I landed in barf!"

"Nope," Chris informed him. "It's tapioca pudding."

"The evilest pudding of all," Bowie groaned.

"Ew," Julia moaned with disgust.

"Grody," MK agreed.

"It's just pudding," Brick pointed out. "What's the big deal?"

"Please," Keith scoffed as he crawled over to him. "No one in their right mind would actually like tapioca."

"Is what Mister Chris said true?" Phoebe gasped with excitement. "SOMEONE PASS ME A LIFE JACKET AND SPOON!"

"No spoon," Brick informed her as he pulled out a life jacket, "But I have-" Phoebe quickly grabbed it before sprinting off. After getting the jacket on, she gave a cheerful whoop as she jumped into the penalty pit. "Like I said," Keith muttered under his breath.

Confessional: Brick (Frogs of Death)

"Well, at least someone enjoys it. It's one of the things I like about Phoebe. She enjoys what she likes, even if it isn't popular by any means."

End Confessional

(cue commercial)

"Lucas?" Helen called out as she and Bryan searched the woods. "I could've sworn he was here."

"Hey, guys," Lucas greeted as he walked over.

"Lucas! Where were you, man?"

"Didn't you land here?" Bryan added.

"I did," Lucas explained, "But I went off to get a bit of ice for my head and to wash out the stains in my shirt."

"I definitely get the need for clean attire. Um, would you guys mind terribly if I go straighten up myself?"

"Knock yourself out, dude," Helen casually replied. "It's not like it'll hurt anybody. Plenty of other people that have to go on that catapult first."

"Thank you so much." Bryan dashed off, leaving Lucas and Helen alone. "Better let everyone know you survived," Helen teased.

"It'll take more than some tree to take me down," Lucas boasted. "But if you don't mind me asking, how are you holding up?"

"Um, just fine. Why?"

"Well, after Corey got booted, I figured you'd be rough for a bit. Maybe even need a pal to lean on or..."

"If you're asking to be friends, then sure. Why not?"

"Sweet." Meanwhile, Raj was struggling in the pudding pit while Phoebe ate the pudding a handful at a time. "Guys," he groaned, "I got a cramp. I can't tread this tapioca much longer!"

"And I can only eat so fast," Phoebe muffled between bites.

"Someone save my buddy Raj!" Wayne cried out as he kept holding onto the bull.

"Put me in the pudding," Bowie decided with determination as he hopped into the catapult.

"If by 'pudding' you mean 'target', I will," Julia replied with some annoyance.

"While Bowie's about to get in the air," Chris narrated, "Let's see how Wayne's doing on the ground." The bull twirled Wayne with his hooves before tossing him outside, straight into the second target. "Wayne scores," Chris announced, "So now it's 4,000 for the Rats, 8,000 for Bears, 5,000 for Frogs, and a whopping zilch for the Gophers." Emma cheered but quickly fell over. "And that's why I keep my celebrations pocket-sized," MK noted before doing a quiet "Yay!"

"How the hell is that fair?!" Heather protested.

"I actually agree with Heather," Priya added. "Wayne landed in a penalty zone."

"Wayne landed right on the bull," Chef explained, "So he never touched the ground until he was in the point zone."

"Well, no one mentioned that before the challenge!"

"Where there is a rule," Greg explained to Priya, "There is a loophole for that rule. But focus for a second. We only need two thousand. Everyone will surely aim for the third target, so let's get two quick one thousand shots for victory. You and someone else should be launched."

"I'm just the man for the job!" Tyler boasted as he slid over to the duo. "Let's do this!" Greg simply shrugged as Priya looked at him. Meanwhile, Heather was fixing the catapult back. "Come on already!" she complained. "Someone get in!"

"With your aim?" Rose thought. "Perhaps we should have someone else-"

"No way! Beth, Lindsay, grab someone and get them in here!"

"Are you sure?" Beth timidly asked. "They-"

"Now!"

"I think I have an idea, Heather," Echo spoke up. "Chase, I think I have a way to impress Emma and win her back, but you have to follow my instructions, okay?"

"Awesome!" Chase exclaimed. "What should I do?"

"First, you must close your eyes. Do not peek." Chase listened and shut his eyes tight. "Now spin around a few times," Echo instructed. "I'll make sure you don't crash into anything." Chase blindly spun around with Echo leading him towards the catapult. "Now do a big jump," Echo continued. "You'll have Emma looking at you for sure."

"Uh, okay," Chase said. As soon as he jumped up, Heather shoved him into the catapult. "Wait, wait, wait," Chase stammered once he opened his eyes. "What are you-? How far are you-?" Heather quickly launched him, making him scream. "Go, go, go!" Bowie shouted to Julia.

"Fire away!" Tyler rallied to Greg and Priya. The two boys were flung, making them soar through the sky. Chase flailed and panicked, but passed out for a short time, then resumed panicking. "What is that?" Courtney moaned as she and most of the other Rats covered their ears.

"It's Chase screaming and fainting in terror," Emma giggled.

"Make sure to tuck, Tyler!" Priya shouted.

"EXTREME!" Tyler exclaimed as he tucked. He reached the first target, but bounced around the rim of the hole a few times before getting inside. Chase zoomed past the first target and landed in the pit behind it. "All that just for the Gophers to miss the first hole," Chris said. "And the Bears got another thousand plus some bonus ouchies. I love it!"

"Crabs?" Chase scoffed. "Whatever. Beat it, crusties!" He kicked one away when a crab his size rose up, making Chase dash off in fright. "Super crab!" he screamed.

"That mutant hermit crab had some anger issues," Chris casually told Chef.

"Look!" Emma cheered as Bowie flipped through the air. "Bowie's gonna make it!"

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"What? Did you think Priya's the only one who trained for this? I'm mind and body fierce."

End Confessional

Bowie landed in the third target. "Looks like Bowie scored another three thousand points for the Rats," Chris announced. Bowie flipped out of the target and straight into the pit behind him. "What is this?" Chris thought. "I guess someone likes tapioca pudding after all. I just hope he can save Raj from the sharks."

"The what?!" Chef asked.

"The what?!" Emma, MK and DJ angrily shouted.

"Did I not mention the pudding sharks?" Chris innocently asked. "Why am I always forgetting the sharks?"

"Phoebe!" Brick gasped. "She's in there, too!"

"I highly doubt the existence of sharks in the pit," Cameron assured him. "Unless it is carcharhinus leucas, sharks require saltwater to survive, not pudding."

"And if the shark's Fang?"

"Um..." The two boys noticed Priya soaring through the air. "Go, Priya!" Millie cheered.

"WHOO!" Priya exclaimed.

Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)

"I don't know. This challenge is kinda fun, so I'm enjoying it. And it's okay to have fun while doing research."

End Confessional

"Priya lands in the first target and scores another thousand points," Chris announced once Priya had landed. "Which makes the Confused Bears the first to reach ten thousand points, earning them victory." The Bears began to celebrate and cheer. "And Priya's jumping for joy," Chris remarked as he saw her bouncing up and down in the target.

Confessional: Priya (Confused Bears)

"I won't lie. I never thought catapult camp would be useful, but whoo! Thanks, Mom and Dad!"

End Confessional

In the pudding pit, Raj kept flailing about. "Hey there," Bowie casually greeted.

"Bowie!" Raj sighed with relief, calming him down. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to save you, silly!" Bowie widened his eyes when he saw a dorsal fin swim by. "We should probably-" he began when Raj suddenly kissed him on the lips, which took him by surprise but quickly come to enjoy it. Unknown to the duo, Wayne watched the scene with pure joy.

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"Okay, interesting..."

Confessional: Raj (Toxic Rats)

"That felt...right."

Confessional: Wayne (Toxic Rats)

"So I go run over to help my bud and what do I see? Raj kissing Bowie! Face kissing! On the face! That happened, bro! Okay, I can't celebrate with him until he tells me. He's for sure gonna now, though! This is it!"

End Confessionals

Raj soon broke the kiss with Bowie. "That was, uh..." Raj stammered. "Sorry. I've been thinking about kissing you and-"

"Hey," Bowie advised, "Let's talk about this after we get away from these sharks."

"The Sharks? They should be in San Jose. They got a home game tonight." As the duo swam off, a shark looked at them with loving eyes while Phoebe, who sat on top of the shark, simply had a puzzled look. "I don't really get it, Mister Biter," she noted. "I mean, it's two guys." The shark simply bucked, making Phoebe splash into the pudding. "I was simply asking," she said. "Pudding?"

Over by the cabins, Bryan was closing a door behind him when he noticed Yulisa carrying a box across. "May I lend you a hand?" he offered.

"Oh, thanks," Yulisa replied as Bryan grabbed one side, "But you don't have to-"

"I insist. You've probably been working so hard. Don't want that pretty face and smile of yours getting too sweaty, right?"

"M-me, pretty? You're just saying that."

"Well, I think you're cute. I think it's the braces. Kinda reminds me of my first crush, in all honesty."

"I never thought of it that way. You're really nice."

"Aw, thank you. I wish more people were as kind as you, but unfortunately, I suspect a bad person is lingering. Have you heard about the string of thefts recently?"

"Yes, with the Rats. Wait, do you know who's behind it?"

"Well...this is only a guess, but perhaps Mary-Kate? However, I've no proof behind this claim. Un...unless you might help me find proof. That is, if you wish to..."

"Of course! We can't have bad men like thieves lingering around! Hang on!" Yulisa quickly ran off, unknowingly dropping the box on Bryan's foot. "Butterfingers," Bryan grumbled under his breath as he pried his foot free.

Back at the challenge, Heather was adjusting the catapult. "I ain't going on there next!" Leshawna protested as Echo and Lindsay pushed her forward. "This booty is breakable!"

"Quit fussing," Heather complained. "Just get in the catapult."

"Not with you firing it." Leshawna was quickly tossed into the catapult. "Oh, could I give it a try, oh great leader?" Echo innocently asked. Before Heather could protest, Echo grabbed a lever and pulled it, flinging Leshawna, unfortunately, in the opposite direction. "Oops," Echo moaned. "Better let you have it, Heather."

"The Rats still have 7,000 points," Chris noted. "Frogs have 5,000 while the Gophers are still stuck with zero. And you know what that means."

"We're almost done?" Chef guessed.

"It's time for the lightning round! Campers, there is now a winner-takes-all bullseye."

"A new target?" Courtney asked.

"Yeah, this won't be dangerous at all," MK sarcastically added.

"Winner takes all?" Zee thought. "Why can't it be winner shares all?"

"Shush," Heather instructed. "I wanna hear this."

"The target is worth 10,000 points," Chris explained, "And it's 10,000 feet away. And all you have to do is fly through this lightning storm." A bolt of lighting struck a bird, instantly cooking it. "That's a serious storm cloud," Cameron nervously said.

"Yes, it is," Chris declared, "But if you land in the target, it's an immediate win. So campers, what's it gonna be?"

"We have to go for that target if we want any shot at winning," Rose told the Gophers. "Question is who's going?"

"Heather hasn't gone yet," Lacey noted as she slyly eyed her.

"Nor have you," Heather whipped back.

"But Lacey probably has a better aim," Sarah put in.

"Stop!" Carly cut in. "I have an idea. Why don't we let Trent do it?"

"Excuse me?" Gwen whipped back. "You're going to risk him getting struck by lightning?"

"It's cool, Gwen," Trent assured her. "I don't mind."

"Just be careful, okay?" Carly advised.

"I'm not so sure," Rodney thought. "It seems pretty far."

"It's our only chance to keep ourselves safe," Scarlett countered. "I already have the trajectory and tension calculated."

"Yeah..."

"So we're doing this?" Nikki thought. "Who's going? Has to be someone new."

"I think Samey's perfect flinging material," Amy sneered.

"As are you, Amy," Sol whipped back.

"I suppose I could," Zoey meekly said. "If that's okay with you."

"I'll do it," Zee volunteered. "What game are we playing?"

"Scarlett has to fling you 10,000 feet into a storm cloud so we can keep ourselves safe," Cameron nervously explained.

"Uh, bro, did I say yes to that?"

Confessional: Zee (Frogs of Death)

"To fly that far, you need to think light thoughts...which is pretty heavy."

End Confessional

"You know," Zee told Nikki, "This is exactly how I lost my leg."

"Whoa," Nikki breathed out.

"True story."

Confessional: Zee (Frogs of Death)

"Not a true story. Fabricated it, man. Brain game!"

End Confessional

"Okay, we're already winning," Emma told the Rats.

"Right," MK agreed, "So why try for 10,000 points..."

"When we only need 3,000," Bowie finished, "Which we know we can do."

"Then it's decided," Dakota said. "We'll play it safe-"

"Dislike me all you want!" Julia lashed out as she prepared to launch herself. "WHEN I win this, you. Can't. Vote. Me. Off! HA!" She launched herself. "NO!" the Rats protested.

"I still think this is a horrible idea," Gwen complained to the Gophers.

"No time to argue," Sarah told her. "Trent has to go now! Hurry!" Heather fired the catapult, launching Trent. "Catch you on the other SIDE!" Zee exclaimed before getting launched by Scarlett.

"I can't watch," Chef muttered.

"AND THEY'RE OFF!" Chris shouted through his megaphone, knocking Chef out of his chair. Julia soared through the air with determination. "Hey," Zee casually greeted as he and Trent joined her. "What's up, Julia? Whoa, what a view! I've never been this high before."

"Stuff it, Zee," Julia sternly told him. "I'm trying to focus!"

"My bad. You do you."

"It's not like we have much else to do up here," Trent pointed out. "Hey, you're right, dude. This is a lovely view."

"You're doing good, Trent," Carly assured him.

"But they're starting to fall too early!" Cameron gasped. "They won't hit the target!"

"Oh, no!" Julia realized. "We're falling too early!"

"We gotta dump some weight!" Zee declared. He sipped a soda before tossing it. "Recycle yourself, little buddy!" Julia tossed her cell phones, which hit Trent and Zee in the face. "Be careful with those," Trent warned her.

"Why aren't you chucking anything?" Julia inquired.

"I have nothing to toss."

"Well, at least none of us will make it." Julia noticed Zee detaching his prosthetic leg. "Hey, what are you doing?" she demanded.

"Dropping more weight!" Zee shouted. He tossed his leg aside, making himself rise higher. "I can't see what's going on now," DJ noted. "Anybody got eyes on them?"

"I ain't an expert on physics," Anthony put in as he watched through with a spyglass, "But I think those sea hawks Zee and Trent are breaking some of their laws."

"Wait!" Julia begged as she started to fall. "Take me with you!" She tried to grab Zee's leg but failed to do so and started to crash into two pine trees, going back and forth. "Miss Mako's down!" Anthony shouted.

"What about Trent and Zee?" Rose asked.

"Went to the storm. It's too thick to see through. Just pray that Fate has mercy of those two."

"While Julia uses a tree to break her fall," Chris narrated, "Zee and Trent head into the storm cloud in search of victory for the Frogs and Gophers." There was a subtle rumble of thunder as the duo flew into the cloud. "Whoa!" Trent cried out as he barely dodged a lightning strike. "Watch yourself, Zee." However, Zee was quickly struck by a bolt of lightning. "Whoa," he gasped as he started to hallucinate, "Four fingers." Trent gave a cry of fright as he dodged another strike. "Hold still, dude," he warned. He unfurled his wings and carried Zee through the storm. However, Zee simply saw various fish and a dolphin carrying him across. He noticed a large can of orange soda below him and reached towards the opening. Back in reality, Trent noticed the target area below and dropped Zee before letting himself fall. Zee splashed into the liquid gold and let out a breath, bringing him back to reality. "That was wild," he sighed as he saw himself inside the target area. He saw Trent crash into the target area beside him. "Totally," Trent coughed out.

"The Frogs of Death and Screaming Gophers got 10,000 points!" Chef announced.

"We're safe!" Carly cheered as most of the Gophers celebrated. "Yay!"

"Great job, Scarlett!" Cameron complimented with a hug.

"It was simple physics," Scarlett plainly stated.

"What are you doing, you idiot?" Keith complained as he noticed Brick getting a ladder and racing towards a penalty pit.

"Rescuing my teammate," Brick replied. "Phoebe, hurry and-" He stopped mid-sentence at the sight he'd seen. "What now?" Keith wondered as he walked over. "What got you silent?" He soon saw the same sight and went wide-eyed. "That squirt ate the entire pit of pudding?!"

"Mister Biter helped," Phoebe informed them as she and the shark from earlier laid in the now-empty pit. "It was so yummy. And we saw something, too. Maybe you two can explain it? Please?" Brick and Keith simply looked at each other. "Toxic Rats," Chris announced, "See you at the campfire. One of you is heading home tonight. Hurry it up, Julia! We don't have all day!"

"I lost the game for us?" Julia scoffed after the Rats gathered in the cabin. "It's BECAUSE of me that we were ahead in the first place!"

"And if we had just kept doing what we were doing," MK argued, "We would have been able to win it before Zee landed."

"Ha! Says the team player who didn't even fly!"

"That ain't holding any water," Anthony pointed out. "Most of us didn't get a chance to go. Not to mention you're crabbier than a lobster with a bruised tail!"

"You are so moo-low," MK added with a groan.

"What does that even mean?" Julia demanded.

"The fact that you even have to ask makes you even more moo-low."

Confessional: MK (Toxic Rats)

"I just made up a word." She cackled. "And it is killing her!"

End Confessional

"Hey," Raj began.

"QUIET!" Wayne announced. "Everyone, shh! Raj has something to say! Raj, go ahead." Everyone, including Raj, simply looked at him with confusion. "We should, uh, head to the campfire," Raj suggested.

"Good thinking," Anthony agreed as he nudged everyone else, save for Julia, outside. "Let's make that lass walk the plank!" Julia could only growl with irritation when she saw Bryan staring at her from outside. "What are you looking at?!" she snapped.

"I-I'm sorry," Bryan nervously stammered. "I just noticed what looked like a huge conga line outside and-"

"You mean those stupid teammates of mine? They think they should vote off the one person that HELPED THEM!"

"Sounds so awful. And I don't mean to rub salt in the wound, but I overheard MK earlier saying mean stuff about you, from being a thief to even something called a 'butt-knuckle'. I just hope that your teammates come to their senses soon, Julia. If not, then all I can say is goodbye." Bryan walked off, a slight smirk on his face.

Confessional: Bryan (Screaming Gophers)

"Julia may be competitive, but she's no dumb blonde. She'll catch up on the hint I dropped very quickly. And just in case Mary-Kate tries to turn the tables, I've got that covered. Why do you think I told that intern to head straight to the campfire?" He snickered.

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"Whatever. I might be going home, but I'm not a butt-knuckle. Wait a minute. Butt-knuckle is MY word, and I've only ever said it in here!" She gasped with realization. "MK's been watching our confessionals!" She gave a confident laugh. "I might survive this elimination after all."

End Confessionals

Julia slammed the door shut and began searching the cabin. "Where is it?" she thought. "I know it's here!" She lifted up a mattress. "I've got you!" Meanwhile, the other Rats were walking towards the campfire ceremony. They had just arrived when Julia rushed over with a sack. "Guys, wait!" she told them. "It was MK! She's been listening to all our confessionals!"

"Um, what did you say?" Sam asked.

"She's heard everything we've said, and got the password to post that video, and heard me call you butt-knuckles."

"Call us what?" Bowie wondered.

"That's not important," Julia quickly said before dumping the bag, revealing the stash of stolen goods. "I found this under MK's bunk!"

"Our lucky play-off beards!" Raj gasped.

"My brush!" Emma exclaimed.

"Dakota's sunglasses!" Sam added.

"Yes," Julia continued, "And you needed that! And my phone, which she downloaded all our confessionals onto." She started to play one when Bowie snatched it away. "I'll take care of this," he decided. He quickly chucked the phone, making it land in the lake far, far away. "There," Bowie confidently said. "Now our secrets are safe."

"Ahem," Chris cut in, "Everyone ready to vote?"

"Okay," MK defended, "I've never seen any of this stuff before and Julia is the one that just shows up with it." The Rats pondered on that. "But-but she downloaded all of our confessionals!" Julia told them.

"Whose phone was it on?" MK smugly countered.

"No, no, you can't side with MK! She-she saw all of you pooping!" Everyone gasped at this. "But it's Julia's phone," MK argued. "She could be the poop watcher."

"Okay, campers," Chris said. "Let's go rock the vote!"

"WAIT!" Yulisa shouted as she rushed over with a tablet in her hand. "You need to see what's on this. It's undeniable proof of who's guilty!"

"What's 'undeniable' is the saliva you splattered on my face," Dakota moaned as she wiped herself clean.

"Are you sure about this?" MK questioned. "We already have our vote decided."

"Yes!" Yulisa declared as she switched the tablet on. "This will expose the truth! BEHOLD!" The tablet played someone in the shower, the curtain covering the figure. "Lightning's gonna win it!" the figure sang, "Cause I'm sha-mazing! Yeah!" He turned and peeked his head out. "Hey!" Lightning had complained. "Get that out of here!"

"Heh, wrong video," Yulisa apologized with an embarrassed look while adjusting the tablet. "Now behold!" Everyone gasped with shock as they watched the deeds MK had committed, from messing with the confessional to pickpocketing her teammates. The Rats turned to MK, anger on their faces. "That was obviously forged!" she defended. "Julia obviously told that intern to play fake clips of me!"

"But Julia didn't talk to me," Yulisa stated, "I don't think she ever-" MK stomped on her foot to silence her, but it was too late. Everyone's narrowed eyes were on her.

Confessional: Julia (Toxic Rats)

"Guess those interns have some use."

Confessional: DJ (Toxic Rats)

"How could MK do this to us?! That's low, man. Real low."

Confessional: Wayne and Raj (Toxic Rats)

"I do not have a good pooping face," Wayne moaned.

"It's cause you're overthinking it instead of just letting it happen, dude," Raj replied. "Trust your butt."

Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)

"I really wanted to hang onto that phone full of confessionals. But no one having it is better than Julia or MK having it, and today wasn't all bad. I got kissed by a very fine boy."

Confessional: Anthony (Toxic Rats)

"Frankly, I don't give a damn about what that thief did. I'm still gonna vote that Mako off. In fact, I don't even want to call her by her name. Bet it was just as fake, too."

End Confessionals

"Julia, MK," Chris told the duo once everyone else got a marshmallow, "There's only one marshmallow left, and it goes to..." MK and Julia both shared a concerned look. "..."

"..."

"..."

"...Julia."

"Yes!" Julia cheered after catching the marshmallow, leaving MK stunned.

"MK, you've been eliminated," Chris stated.

"Hooray," Anthony blandly cheered.

"Aw, that's a shame," Julia bragged as she walked over to MK. "Oh, wait. No, it's not!"

"Follow me to the Dock of Shame," Chris instructed, "It's time for...MK drone home."

"Is that some kind of pop culture reference for old people?" Mk scoffed.

"I will not miss you." Later, MK was walking down the Dock of Shame. "Aw, man!" she moaned. "That phone had all the dirt I needed to get into the finals! This rots!"

"Oh, really?" Bryan suddenly spoke up as he walked over, catching her by surprise. "I could think of much worse, Mary-Kate. But I suppose Julia didn't underestimate all the butt-knuckles on her team." MK could only gape in shock at what the actor had just said and immediately realized what had happened. "You..." she began. However, the Drone of Despair picked her up and carried her off before she could finish. Bryan just smiled as she disappeared from sight before heading back into the cabin. "That was one sneaky play," Chris noted s he stood on the dock. "Who will be next to walk the Dock of Shame? The only place to find out is right here on Total...Drama...Island!"

Votes:

Voted for MK: Geoff, DJ, Wayne, Raj, Emma, Austin, Bridgette, Lightning, Dakota, Sam, Bowie, Courtney, Harold, Luna, Dawn, Julia

Voted for Julia: Anthony, Scott, Duncan, MK

Eliminated: MK (16-4)

100) Caleb (Toxic Rats)

99) Staci (Toxic Rats)

98) B (Toxic Rats)

97) Axel (Frogs of Death)

96) Elias (Screaming Gophers)

95) Eva (Confused Bears)

94) Olivia (Screaming Gophers)

93/92) Katie/Sadie (Confused Bears)

91) Noah (Confused Bears)

90) Justin (Screaming Gophers)

89) Nichelle (Toxic Rats)

88) Lauren (Confused Bears)

87) Dean (Confused ears)

86) Alan (Screaming Gophers)

85) Leonard (Toxic Rats)

84) 'Dumb' Damien (Screaming Gophers)

83/82) Corey/Laney (Screaming Gophers)/(Frogs of Death)

81) Jane (Frogs of Death)

80) 'Smart' Damien (Frogs of Death)

79) MK (Toxic Rats)

Episode 20, everybody! First, the elimination. Yes, MK gets the boot, but I definitely made it better than the whole "She saw you pooping" argument and was actually quite a complex set-up in the end.

There's still quite a lot to unload here. How will Julia fare now that she has exposed her true self to everyone? Why is Gwen so upset towards Carly? Will Scarlett take Ripper down? And what does DJ know about the "Simon" case?

Also, the song Greg, Destiny and Ella sang was "Peace of Mind" by Boston.

Next episode is an Easter favorite, hunting for eggs. But they seem quite big...along with those chickens. Wait, they're NOT chickens? Uh-oh. Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.