"Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris recapped, "The teams ran a super slippery race while holding some super rare pork." The scene flashed back to Sarah losing her pig, then to Owen getting stuck and Anthony's reaction to his fart. "Owen gassed up the pipes," Chris continued. The scene changed to Ella singing and dancing with her pig. "Ella sang...again!" The scene changed to Shane and his grease-throwing pig, then to him lying in the grease. "While Shane added another failure to list as his pig blasted everyone with grease thanks to Max's evil helmet, though Scarlett actually got the piece of junk to work."
...
The scene changed to Julia tossing up the pig and kicking Beardo down. "Julia kicked Beardo down to secure another victory for the Toxic Rats," Chris continued. The scene changed to Lacey and Jasmine scaling the wall with their pigs. "Followed not long after by to power girls Lacey and Jasmine to win for their respective teams." The scene changed to Beardo's elimination. "With that, the Bears ended up saying goodbye to Beardo." The scene changed to the Bears' new shelter. "But on the plus side, they did find a cave to call home."
...
The scene returned to Chris. "Today's challenge is treacherous," he narrated, "Deadly, and unless you're doing it, hilarious. Who will survive to play another day and who will be sent home via giant cannon airline? Find out right here, right now on Total...Drama...Island!"
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It was early the next morning. Samey was picking some blueberries and putting them in a burlap sack. "You know you don't have to help us every morning just because Amy tells you to," Jasmine informed her as she and Sol walked over to her.
"You...you don't want me to come?" Samey nervously asked while rubbing her arm.
"That's not what we said," Sol told her. "It should be your decision, not hers. Don't let Bitch-my there treat you like her servant."
"Oh, she never treats me that well."
"Then DO something about it!"
"How can I? She's everyone's favorite. She's the pretty one."
"You're identical twins," Jasmine pointed out. "You're BOTH the pretty one."
"Really?" Samey thought.
"Samey, er, Sammy, look, the first person that stands up for you has got to be you."
"Wow. So are we, like, friends? If not, that's okay. I don't have a lot of friends, so I'm-I'm not...I just-"
"The way Amy treats you bothers us," Sol assured Samey, "So yeah, I guess we're friends."
"And I have trouble making friends, too," Jasmine added. "I don't why, but..." She punched a tree, making a bunch of apples fall into her sack. "People find me a bit intimidating." The tree suddenly fell over, much to the group's shock.
Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)
"Maybe I have been letting Amy get away with too much. One time, I let her shave my head so people could 'tell us apart'. Jasmine and Sol are right; I gotta stand up for myself!"
End Confessional
"Hey," Shawn greeted as he walked over to the group.
"G'day, Shawn," Jasmine replied. The duo shared a little blush, which Samey quickly noticed. "We're going over there," Samey said as she pulled Sol away.
"So, Shawn," Jasmine casually began, "Any zombies sighted in the area?"
Confessional: Shawn (Confused Bears)
"Usually when I talk to a girl, I'm the one who has to bring up the undead. Looks, survival skills and a healthy fear of reanimated corpses? Oh, man, this girl has everything!"
End Confessional
"No zombie sightings...yet," Shawn informed Jasmine, "But they can walk underwater, so they could be on this island right now."
"Definitely," Jasmine replied. "They could be anywhere."
"I better get this food back to the others. I'll, uh, see you around?"
"I'll be here." Shawn ran off with his food just as Samey and Sol walked back. "Were you talking about zombies?" Samey asked. Jasmine just laughed. "Yeah," she told them. "It's just a little running joke between us."
"A joke?" Sol incredulously thought.
"Well, I think you need to be careful who you tell the joke to," Samey suggested. "I think I heard that Lucas was terrified of zombies." The trio suddenly heard a loud THUD and turned their attention to Lucas, who was on the ground and have a few prickly vines around his legs. "Someone call my name?" he asked.
"Ladies and gentleman," Sol teased, "The circus is in town."
"Hi," Samey greeted after Lucas returned to his feet. "What are you doing here?"
"Collecting some grub for the Gophers," Lucas answered. "But when I heard you were here, I thought I'd give you this." He passed Samey a small bottle. "It smells sweet like a cookie," she noted. "What is it?"
"It's some perfume," Lucas informed her. "Cinnamon scented."
"Cinnamon?" Sol thought. "So you want Sammy smelling like a churro?"
"Oh, and I'm sure she'd rather have the stench of your swamp water around."
"Boys..." Jasmine warned. However, the two boys' fight escalated into an all-out brawl. "Should we stop them?" Samey asked.
"Mind if I see that bottle?" Jasmine thought. Samey passed her the perfume bottle, and Jasmine sprayed a large cloud of perfume onto the boys, making them cough and stop their fighting. "Good thinking," Samey told Jasmine. "Hey, this stuff is great perfume." Lucas gave Sol a cocky smile, making Sol blow a raspberry at him.
Back at the Bears' cave, Dave was sweeping the floor with a broom while Melody was sewing some cloth together and Paul was tinkering with some wires. "You know sweeping a dirt cave won't exactly make it cleaner," Melody pointed out.
"At least he's keeping himself busy," Paul noted. He was suddenly shocked by a frayed wire. "Piece of junk. Everyone else doing okay?"
"Tired," Millie panted as she did jumping jacks next to Priya. "Very...tired..." She quickly fell over in exhaustion. "I think that was ten minutes," Melody noted. "Two minutes longer than your previous time."
"Just ten minutes?" Priya thought while doing jumping jacks, not even looking a tad tired. "Come on, Millie! Try again. I know you've got a few hours left in you."
"Hours?" Dave inquired. "I sound exhausted just hearing that."
"Same," Destiny moaned while lying on a rock.
"Hey," Shawn greeted as he returned, "Who's hungry?" He was suddenly tackled by a squealing Sugar. "I could eat the legs off a table," she stated, "And we ain't even got one."
"Oh, Shawn," Ella happily gushed, "As a special thank-you, I'd like to sing you a song. The food Shawn brought brought joy to the-"
"Eat up, Ella," Sugar cut off as she stuffed a pear into Ella's mouth. "You look skinny enough to run through a rainstorm without getting wet."
"You could have been a bit more polite, eh," Ezekiel suggested. "But thanks for the food, Shawn."
"We got fresh water from the stream," Sky told the group as she and Ethan came back with buckets of water. "Don't wanna get dehydrated during the challenge." Millie crawled over to one of the buckets and started drinking from it very quickly. "Good thing we got more than one bucket full," Ethan reasoned.
"Awesome!" Dave rallied as he scooted over to Sky. "So great. You are so-"
"The water Sky brought brought joy to the-" Ella sang.
"Thank you, but no song required."
"Ella, maybe you could go sing to the other competitors as a sign of, uh, friendly competition?" Shawn suggested.
"I could join you, if you wish," Ethan added. "So you don't get lost along the island."
"That is a wonderful idea," Ella replied. She vocalized as she danced away, with Ethan following behind her. "Phew," Sky, Dave, Shawn and Ezekiel breathed out.
"So Sky," Dave continued, "As I was saying-"
"Nice one, Shawn," Sky told him, "And great work finding this cave. Hey, if you want help foraging tomorrow-"
"I'll help, too! Tomorrow! I'll forage with you guys. Totally."
"Great idea, Dave," Melody put in. "Shawn can show you the ropes and get you used to rough terrain." She saw Millie drinking another bucket of water. "You better get more water, Sky," Melody suggested. Sky ran off just as Greg entered the cave. "Greggy!" Destiny squealed as she gave him a tight hug.
"Nice to see you too, Desi," Greg squeaked out.
"Working on your little project?" Paul guessed.
"Project? I do not know to what you are referring."
"Come on. I can still smell the oil on you."
"Well, um, how do you know it's from me and not your project?"
"Because it's electrically powered."
"You're working on a project?" Destiny excitedly asked. "I wanna see!"
"Desi-" Greg explained.
"Come on, Greggy! Show me!"
"Desi-"
"Please, please, please, please-"
"HOWOWITZ!" Greg shouted. Destiny immediately went silent. "Sorry, Desi," Greg explained, "But I can't show you or anyone else. It's, um, not ready yet. Plus, I don't want Chris trying to take it away. You understand, right?"
"That is definitely a valid reason for the secrecy," Melody put in. "Though I have a feeling your project will be in use today." Greg stifled a little groan.
Confessional: Greg (Confused Bears)
"Ever since Lara and Beardo's eliminations, I've been working hard on this secret base of mine. If others start crawling in, sooner or later, word will leak to Chris and it'll get canned. Maybe I should start thinking about a plan to cover that base."
End Confessional
In the spa hotel, a loud ruckus was in the bedrooms. "Where can it be?" Courtney thought as she glanced inside a nightstand.
"Look at this pigsty," Austin noted as he and Duncan entered the room. "What's going on here?" He saw Courtney tossing out drawers. "She on her little 'rule book' kick still?"
"Rules are meant to be broken, sweetheart," Duncan informed Courtney.
"No, they aren't," Courtney argued, unaware that Bryan was observing the scene through the window. "The pamphlet promised a fair competition, which clearly has not been occurring with this reckless rule-breaking! Finding that rule book will make sure no one tries to take any advantages they're prohibited from taking."
"Yeah, yeah," Austin muttered. His eyes darted towards the window, and Bryan quickly ducked out of sight. Austin walked over and opened the window up, then took a glance around. "Must've been a coon," he muttered before shutting the window. Bryan quietly let out a breath of relief.
Confessional: Bryan (Screaming Gophers)
"This is bad. I can't have competition for that rule book, especially from a stickler like Courtney! If she got ahold of that first, she'd have all the power. And I can't suddenly ask for it without raising suspicion. How can I turn this into my favor again?"
End Confessional
Over in a forest clearing, most of the Frogs were sitting around a huge picnic filled with fruits and vegetables. "I can't wait to dig into this stuff," Brick gushed.
"Shouldn't we wait for Miss Helga and Mister Michael to come?" Phoebe asked while cuddling Pete. "It'd be rude to eat without them."
"Their loss," Keith plainly replied before picking up an apple.
"Helga's busy looking for bears while Mike's getting his own food," Nikki explained to them. "Both said to go ahead and start without them. And like Brick said, I can't wait to chow down."
"Yeah," Rodney agreed. "Look at all this! Thanks, Jasmine. Thanks, Sol. Thanks, Amy."
"Amy?" Samey questioned. "It was ME, not Amy!"
"Ugh, what is your problem, Samey?" Amy demanded.
"I'm tired of you taking credit for things that I do!"
"And Samey's on the attack!" Topher announced while holding a carrot like a microphone.
"Um, this might not be the right time," Jasmine advised.
"Hell it's not," Sol countered. "Come on, Sammy!"
"I'm the nice one!" Samey defended as she rose to her feet. "Amy is a MONSTER!" Amy gasped in shock. "How could you say that?!" she tearfully asked. "I'm your sister!" She burst into tears as she fell into Shane's arms. "There, there," Shane assured her while comforting her.
"Sounds like the nerd's super-jealous," Ripper taunted.
"Samey, what is wrong with you?" Rodney scolded.
"Her?" Sol argued back. "What's wrong with you?! You're siding with the monster?!"
"Oh, so now you're blaming the victim?" Valerie inquired. "Though it makes sense with a brute like yourself. Come here, sweetie." She patted Amy, still in tears. "This is complete BS!" Sol protested. "Sammy here is the essence of purity while Amy makes hell seem pleasant!"
"That's a lie," Sierra countered. "Samey's not good! She's a cat killer!" Everyone gasped at this revelation. "Not even you can defend that," Valerie pointed out. Samey just groaned in frustration while Sol led her away. "And after laying down some brutal blows," Topher narrated, "Samey and Sol head off. Will the Frogs of Death be able to get pass this? Stay tuned to find out." Unknown to the group, Amy and Valerie shared a sly smirk. "Good morning, other team!" Ella happily greeted as she skipped over. "Who'd like to hear a song?"
"No one, Ella!" Chris scolded over the loudspeakers. "It's challenge time! All butts to the meeting area in five minutes."
"I'm coming, Chris!" Topher shouted before running off.
"What's going on, guys?" Mike asked as he and Helga walked over.
"Samey had an outburst on Amy," Anne-Maria informed them. "Girl had the gall to call her own sister a monster. Even I don't do that to family, even if they get on my last nerve."
"Where is she?" Helga demanded.
"You're not punching her," Nikki told her. "We'll simply vote her off as soon as we can. Won't we, Rodster?"
"Yep," Rodney replied.
"I'm gonna go check on Same- Sammy and see what the fuss about cat killing's about," Jasmine decided as she got up. "Help yourself to the meal, you two."
"I'm good," Mike said before taking a bite out of his fish.
"Dikey," Helga muttered as she picked up a handful of berries.
"That's Siberian for something else, right?" Rodney asked.
"I speak Russian."
"But don't you live in Siberia?" Helga just grumbled as she pinched her forehead in frustration while she set the berries down into Rodney's hand. Rodney suddenly got a lovestruck look as he stared at Helga, who had a puzzled expression. Nikki just eyed the duo, not sure what to think.
Confessional: Rodney (Frogs of Death)
"Poor Amy! She's gonna be crushed when I tell her it's over, but I can't deny what my heart is writing in the stars. It's writing..." He blushed a bit. "Helga!"
Confessional: Nikki (Frogs of Death)
"Well, Helga didn't try to punch him, so I guess it's good?"
Confessional: Helga (Frogs of Death)
"What is with silly gawking from Ginger Boy? I do not care for silly gawking of anyone. Not back home, not here, not even when cheek blush show off those freckles and- FOCUS! This is competition, which Helga will win!"
End Confessionals
Topher soon ran up to Chris, who was sanding next to a crate. "Morning, Chris," Topher greeted. "Totally pumped for today's challenge."
"Oh, good," Chris sarcastically commented. "I can't tell you how little that means to me."
"You think I could explain the challenge to the others?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. That's kind of the host's job, Topher."
"Right, right. I'm sorry. Just...excited. It's like we're already winners because we got to meet Chris. THE Chris McLean. Wow!"
"Well said, Topher," Chris said as Sugar walked over.
Confessional: Sugar (Confused Bears)
"That Topher's as wily as a hog with a library card. I wouldn't trust him any further than I can throw a tractor, and that ain't more than a couple of feet."
End Confessional
"Gather round, victims," Chris announced to all the campers. "Today's game is called Doom Balloons!"
"You had me at 'doom'," Max said.
"Shh," Topher shushed. "Go ahead, Chris."
"You'll have ten seconds to collect a bunch of balloons that are filled with who knows what," Chris explained. "Talc, paint, itching powder, bees, spiders, bird poop...it's always a surprise."
"Yay!" Ella cheered while everyone else had worried or disgusted looks. "Who doesn't love a surprise?"
"None of you. None of you will love a surprise."
"Chris," Topher chuckled, "I love the way you-" A sharp whistle cut him off. "If you're hit with any balloon contents, you're out," Chris continued. "It doesn't matter if the balloons are thrown, dropped, launched, kicked or sent by courier. Most players standing wins it for their team while first team out votes someone out." He blew his whistle again. "Get your balloons, people!" Everyone rushed to the crate and they soon left with handfuls of balloons. "The hunting doesn't start until you hear the air horn," Chris announced.
Confessional: Topher (Frogs of Death)
"Me and Chris are pretty tight. I wouldn't be surprised if he asked me to co-host or something. I mean-" He heard the sound of the air horn. "Oh, gotta go!"
End Confessional
Greg was racing ahead until he found the tree stump from yesterday. He lifted the fake top off of it and started to climb down the ladder. "There," Greg panted. "I can't lose if I can't be found."
"Greggy!" Destiny suddenly exclaimed as she leaned over, spooking him. "I can't believe I found this swiller hiding spot. I mean, the stump being all metal was wunny, but this surcret room..." She gasped. "Is this the project you're working on, Greggy? It's so swiller!"
"Yes, Desi," Greg sighed in defeat. "I'll get the lights." He pulled a switch, and soon the room was illuminated. "Whoa..." Destiny gasped as she looked around the room. There were tables filled with gadgets and wires, screens filled with static, cables scattered along the floors and even a couch and beanbag chair. Destiny giggled as she bounced on the ratty little couch. "Careful, Desi," Greg advised as he switched on one of the screens, showing Jo carefully walking across the beach. "I don't want anything broken. You know how hard it was to drag that couch in here?"
"Sorry, Greggy," Destiny apologized after getting off. "It's just so exciting having a surcret little hangout! It's so..." She gave a loud squeal, forcing Greg to cover his ears. "What the hell?!" Jo complained.
"Huh?" Greg thought as he turned to the screen. He saw that Jo was now covered in honey as she held a single balloon. He then noticed a small loudspeaker up in a tree where she stood, then a microphone littered among his table. "Do that again, Desi," he suggested as he passed her the microphone. "High as you can get it."
"Um...if you say so," Destiny shrugged. She took a breath before squealing as loudly as she could. Greg watched as the sound managed to burst Jo's balloon, dousing her in more honey. "Damn it!" she complained as she struggled to move.
"Change of plans, Desi," Greg informed her after covering his hand over the microphone. "Gather as many as our team members in here. I've gotta make a few modifications."
"I thought this place was supposed to be surcret," Destiny thought.
"I'll make the most use out of this. Trust me." Destiny nodded before starting up the ladder. Meanwhile, Max was walking with his balloons. He looked around before pushing a rock aside, revealing a hidden cache of goodies. "Surely there must be something I can build with these pieces," he reasoned as he pulled out a hollow stick, "Something deadly and evil."
Confessional: Max (Screaming Gophers)
"I've hidden bits and pieces of pure evil all over this wretched island." He gave an evil laugh but it ended in a cough. "My evil laugh is a work in progress. No matter. I shall win this challenge because of my abnormally large brain and my super-advanced hearing. No one has ever, EVER been able to sneak up on me."
End Confessional
Scarlett tapped Max on the head, spooking him and making him fall into a bush. "What do you think he's doing?" Cameron asked as he joined Scarlett's side.
"It's very technical," Max told the duo. "You wouldn't understand. And besides, you're the-"
"I suggest you start talking," Scarlett advised as she grabbed one of Max's balloons. "We have your ammo and we will use it against you."
"Fine. If you must know, I'm gonna tape everything I have together into one long stick, then put my balloons on the end, thereby allowing me to hit people with said balloons from a safe distance."
"Wow," Cameron blandly commented. "That's so bad."
"Yes, thank you for-"
"Too bad there isn't a way to launch something...sharp," Scarlett put in, "You know, to pop their own balloons onto them?" Max gave a gasp of realization. "I've got an even better idea," he thought. "Yes, I'll build a rapid-fire balloon-busting device that fires projectiles and pops their balloons before they can throw them."
"How about we lead you to where the Bears and Rats are?" Scarlett suggested. "In exchange, a powerful mind like yourself can protect us weaklings."
"You're lucky I've decided to give you mercy today, weakling."
"We are definitely lucky."
Confessional: Max (Screaming Gophers)
"Scarlett is hopelessly in love with me. But I must remain focused on my work. EVIL doesn't date. First, I will control this island, then this hemisphere, then the world!" He gave an evil laugh. "There it is! That was an evil laugh!"
End Confessional
Meanwhile, Scott was carefully tip-toeing around some grass when he was suddenly pulled behind a tree. "Hey!" he shouted as he readied a shot.
"Easy, matey," Anthony said. "It's just me, Bowie and Emma."
"Oh, good. Thought you were someone like Sky or Heather."
"Enough of the casual chat," Bowie cut off. "Let me get down to the point of why you're here. Based on what I saw back in the last challenge, I believe that you have been purposely holding back and hindering the Rats' success."
"Wait a minute," Anthony thought. "You're telling us that this swine's been making us lose on purpose?"
"Me?" Scott feigned. "Course not! Where would that get me?"
"It would help get rid of big threats before they became a problem," Bowie reasoned, "Like with B."
"Ugh!" Emma groaned. "He sounds worse than Julia and almost as bad as Chase! If we lose again, I'll-"
"Hold on a minute. We're not gonna report him. We're gonna ask him to join us."
"What?!" Emma and Anthony cried out in shock.
"I kinda agree with them," Scott admitted. "What?"
"Having someone skilled with challenge throwing would be good to have on our side," Bowie explained. "Scott could help us with getting rid of a certain blonde influencer..."
"Miss Mako, eh?" Anthony thought. "Still, you're suggesting we lose on purpose!"
"And what about the other team?" Emma pointed out. "Jasmine, Chase, Lacey, Chase, Jo, Chase-"
"You said Chase three times," Scott noted. "Obsessed much?"
"But how do we know we can even trust you?" Anthony skeptically asked. "You could turn on us."
"I'll personally see that Scott doesn't go out on control," Bowie assured him and Emma. "And Scott, you'd better behave if you want to stay in this competition. We have a deal?"
"Deal," Scott replied with a smirk. "And if you guys want Julia out now, I suggest making sure she gets hit first so people don't think she's as useful as she wants them to think."
"Oh, smart thinking."
"Are you sure friendly fire even counts?" Emma asked.
"As long as someone gets the balloon contents on them, they're out," Scott pointed out. "Doesn't matter whose balloon it is."
"We'd better split up to cover more ground," Bowie suggested. "Hit Julia if you find her, but don't let her see you."
"And try to hit a few guys on the other team so people don't get too wise to our plan."
Confessional: Anthony (Toxic Rats)
"I gotta admit, for a slimy slug such as Scott, he's quite skilled at strategizing. This better be the only time he tries this trick, though."
End Confessional
Over in another area, Brick (now covered in camo paint) was crawling across the grass. He passed a small hill and some trees before he bumped into something, or rather, someone. "Keith?!" Brick exclaimed in shock as he saw the camo-cloaked boxer stand up. "What are you doing here?"
"Trying to win this challenge," Keith sternly replied. "Now get out of my way before you become collateral damage."
"Don't threaten me, soldier. But I must admit, it looks like we have the same idea in mind. Great minds think alike, huh?"
"You mean MY great idea. You couldn't beat me in smarts."
"Ahem," a voice called out. Brick and Keith looked up to see Mike looking down from the trees. "You're both acting like idiots right now," Mike pointed out. "Even Phoebe's doing better than you right now."
"How do you know, Mister Know-It-All?" Keith challenged. Mike simply hopped down before walking over to the small hill Brick passed earlier and poked at it. "Found you," he simply said.
"Already?" Phoebe muffled underneath the hill, surprising the other boys. "Wow, you're really good at hide and seek, Mister Michael."
"It's Mike. Drop the mister and Michael stuff."
"Wow, Phoebe," Brick gasped in amazement as she raised the hill up, revealing it as nothing more than a costume. "Your disguise has ours beat by a mile."
"It won't do any good if we aren't hitting the others," Keith argued.
"But she's certainly doing better at being quiet than you two," Mike bitterly countered.
"Mister Michael?" Phoebe asked as she tugged at his shirt. "Are me and Private Pete here going back to hide-and-seek now? It's me being the hider and you being the seeker, right?" Mike glanced at Brick and Keith before kneeling down to Phoebe. "Slight rule change," he explained. "You're gonna show those blockheads behind me how to be hiders while I seek the other seekers from the other teams. Think you can do that?"
"Yes, sir," Phoebe replied with a salute. "Private Pete and I will do a good job. Won't we?" She covered herself before inching away as a hill. "Go on," Mike ushered as she pushed Brick and Keith ahead. "And remember to stay quiet."
Confessional: Mike (Frogs of Death)
"Telling Phoebe this challenge was a tricky game of hide and seek was the only way to get her to cooperate, otherwise she would have disqualified herself immediately. Her being a hider was the best play I could think of. Plus, as long as we have at least one person not hit, we'll be safe from elimination."
End Confessional
Sky was cautiously walking around the forest when she heard a slight SNAP of a twig. She turned and readied her balloon... "NO!" Dave cried out as he flinched in fear.
"Oh, it's you," Sky noted as she relaxed a bit.
"Hey, Sky. I was thinking maybe we could team up, you know? Watch each other's back."
Confessional: Sky (Confused Bears)
"Dave's a nice guy and he is cute, but I have to keep my head in the game. I can't let myself get distracted by his eyes..." She started to blush. "Or his hair...or his smile... Uh, what was I was talking about? Right. No distractions."
End Confessional
"I think I'll go it alone," Sky decided. "It's nothing personal, Dave. It's just easier to be silent by yourself."
"Are you saying you find talking to me just too tempting?" Dave asked with a hint of teasing.
"Um, if that's how you want to interpret it, okay."
Confessional: Dave (Confused Bears)
"It's not like I'm falling for her. I mean, sure, yes, she's really cute and totally awesome at anything and everything, and she has those deep eyes, that silky hair... What was I saying? Oh, right. Yeah, I'm falling for her."
End Confessional
"Going it alone might work sometimes," Dave said to Sky, "But sometimes I-"
"Shh," Sky hushed as she heard Max's laughter, then quickly pushed Dave aside. "Take cover." As she readied a shot, Max was safely hidden in a bush. He blew some darts at Sky's balloons, popping them and releasing a swarm of- "BEES!" Sky cried out as she ran from the swarm.
"Sky, wait up!" Dave called out as he returned to his feet.
"It worked!" Max exclaimed to Scarlett and Cameron. "You should be taking notes of my genius."
"Max is really enjoying the game," Chris narrated as he paused a screen. "Obviously, he doesn't know what sort of surprises are waiting in the rest of those balloons. Stay tuned for more mayhem when we return."
(cue commercial)
Paul and Melody were walking towards a dark, rocky tunnel. "I wonder how we did not notice a structure like this before," Melody noted.
"Might be because of the island being so big," Paul reasoned. "Hey, do you smell that?"
"Cinnamon. I recall Lucas and Sol doused in that fragrance. Add in brown sugar and they would be walking churros."
"Stay back. I don't want you injured." Paul carefully went inside the tunnel. On the other end, Samey and Sol were looking inside. "Seems dark," Samey gulped.
"I bet there's people hiding inside," Sol told her. "Why not try to take one out? Here's a balloon." He pulled a balloon out of his sack and passed it to Samey. "I don't know..." she nervously said.
"You can do it," Sol encouraged. "Go." Samey headed into the dark tunnel, balloon in hand. Paul kept closing in when he spotted her. He quickly tossed a balloon at her, but she ducked at it. Samey readied her shot but gasped as she saw a pair of bright yellow eyes staring back at her. "That tunnel shouldn't be too long," Sol muttered as he stood by one end. He heard Samey's shriek, then shielded his eyes at a bright flash of light, then a painful cry. "Sammy!" Sol shouted. "Are you-?" He was suddenly yanked away by Samey as she dashed out of the tunnel. "Hey!" Sol protested.
"Paul!" Melody gasped after she rushed inside the tunnel. "Are you alright? I saw some light and-"
"My eye!" Paul cried out as he clutched one side of his face. "It burns!"
"I'll help fix it. Let's get out of this tunnel." Melody ran out with Paul close to her side. Over in another area, Lucas and Helen were looking around for people. "Nothing yet," Lucas sighed. "I was hoping to find someone so we can win this game."
"I wanna win, too," Helen added. "Hopefully we can get some fresh showers. You kinda smell like a churro." Lucas's face went blank for a second. "Don't tell Sol that," he advised. "Or Sammy. I don't wanna embarrass myself in front of her."
"You seem to like her a lot," Helen noted.
"Uh, well-"
"Guess we found us some easy pickings," Austin noted as he and Julia approached them.
"Think again!" Helen warned. She tossed her balloon, which Julia ducked at. Julia tossed a balloon, hitting Helen and knocking her out. "Oh, that is it!" Lucas declared. "Prepare for my all-out fury!" He tossed all his balloons in the air, much to Austin's shock...and the balloons quickly landed on Lucas, covering him in red flakes. "Estaba mucho mejor en mi cabeza," Lucas muttered. "Hey, are these...? AHH! HOJUELAS DE CHILE EN MIS OJOS!"
"Uh, what?" Julia thought.
"Dude got chili flakes in his eyes," Austin chuckled. "Guy can never catch a break, can he?"
"Thanks for the team-up, dude," Nikki told Rodney as they walked around the woods. "I like working with you."
"Yeah," Rodney replied. "We make a good team. So, see anyone?"
"Not yet." Over by another area, Sugar was tip-toeing when she saw a hissing snake from a tree. "Wait," Nikki whispered to Rodney. "Look." She pointed to Sugar, whose back was to them. "Sorry, Sugar," Rodney smugly said as he readied a shot. "You should've hidden better." Sugar turned around, showing the snake was stuck to her face. "Huh?" Rodney and Nikki wondered in confusion. Sugar pried the snake off. "Thanks for washing my face, hefty worm," she told it. "I feel cleaner than a sink made out of soap. Now beat it!" She tossed the snake away, making Rodney and Nikki run off in fright.
Confessional: Rodney (Frogs of Death)
"You can't throw snakes at people! Unless the snakes are in a balloon. Then it's okay."
End Confessional
Helga was trudging past when she noticed Nikki struggling to get the snake off Rodney's butt. "Hold still," Nikki groaned.
"It hurts," Rodney moaned. Helga simply rolled her eyes before approaching the duo. She quickly yanked the snake off, taking a piece of cloth with it. "Ow!" Rodney cried out.
"Thanks for the assist," Nikki told the Siberian girl. However, Helga noticed Rodney's lovestruck look again. "Why are you gawking at Helga?" she demanded.
"Strength," Rodney stammered, "And butt snakes, with love and-" Helga just slapped him with the snake. "Glupyy mal'chik,"she muttered as she walked away.
"She called me her guppy mallet," Rodney sighed, much to Nikki's surprise.
Confessional: Nikki (Frogs of Death)
"I'm no expert on Russian, but I'm 75% sure that wasn't a compliment Helga said."
End Confessional
Sky was scraping off her bee stings with a little shell. "Sky," Dave called out as he noticed her on the ground. "Yikes. Man, they really got you good." Sky just shot him a glare. "Oh, sorry," Dave noted. "But hey, it could've been a lot-" He cried out in shock as he saw Sky's back covered in stings. "You think?" Sky told him.
"Wowsers," Dave commented. "Sorry I got you knocked out of the game, Sky. And I'm sorry all the bees went after you. I mean, I'm glad, but-"
"You're glad?"
"Because I'm allergic to bee stings! And tomatoes, wheat and peanuts, flowers, mountain lion dander and most fruit-flavored gums."
"Seriously?"
"Well, I've never been tested for any of it, but I've always suspected. It's better to err on the side of caution when dealing with-"
"Dave, you have to warn the others that someone on the opposing teams are using our own balloons against us. We've lost two challenges in a row. We need to win this one, Dave."
"You got it, Sky! I am on it!" Dave ran off. "Tree!" Sky warned but Dave had crashed into it off-screen. Chris just laughed as he watched the scene on his screen. "Hey, Chris," Topher greeted as he stepped out of a bush.
"Topher, you're in the middle of a challenge, dude," Chris pointed out.
"I know, but it's important. You gotta call in the makeup department to do something about those crow's feet."
"Crow's feet?"
"Yeah, it looks like they were wearing cleats. What if kids start Twerting about how old you look and decides to replace you with a younger host? Or worse, Blainley?"
"Replace? ME? Blainley?!" Chris gasped in shock. "MAKEUP!" he shouted as he ran off. Topher quickly ducked at a balloon before hiding in the bush again.
"God, this hurts so much," Paul moaned as Melody helped him walk.
"We'll find a place to get you healed up soon," Melody assured him. She and Paul flinched at a shadow looming over them. "Oh, it's you two," Ethan breathed out. "I thought you were someone else. Um, I don't intend to sound rude, but what happened with your eye, Sir Paul? It looks like it's been torched."
"I'd rather not talk about it," Paul moaned.
"Paulie!" Destiny called out from a distance. "Over here!"
"Just what we really needed."
"I think it would be wise to follow her," Melody suggested. "We might find shelter." The trio followed Destiny but were soon caught in an ambush by some members of the Rats. "Take cover!" Ethan advised. "I'll hold them off!" He tossed his balloons at the Rats, and managed to hit Geoff, Austin and Bridgette before running out of ammo. "Take him down!" Julia shouted as she tossed another balloon. Ethan quickly ducked at it before he joined Paul and Melody. "Down here," Destiny ushered as she pulled the fake top off the stump. "Hurry!" Paul and Melody jumped down the hole, with Ethan falling in behind and Destiny closing the lid behind her. "Too close," Ethan groaned after returning to his feet. "Is everyone alright?"
"Look at this place," Paul breathed out as he looked around the room, which had turned into a studio room full of different instruments. "It's like a mini rock concert."
"Where are you, Greg?" Melody called out.
"How'd you know I was in here?" Greg asked as he emerged from underneath a table.
"Psychic powers," Destiny explained.
"A secret room filled with instruments," Melody noted, "Disguising entrance to said room very cleverly, being led her by Destiny...it doesn't require any clairvoyance to figure it out."
"So you're hiding away while we fight against the enemy?" Ethan thought. "It sounds a bit cowardly."
"Hey!" Destiny protested before slapping the knight. "Greggy is no coward! Remind me again why HE had to come."
"I want an explanation, as well," Paul demanded.
"Blistering Bloopers!" Greg cried out in shock. "Paul, your eye is..."
"Never mind me. What about all this?" Greg simply walked over and flicked a switch, turning on all the monitors. "Ooh, spy-cam!" Destiny exclaimed.
"I can see Valerie and Anne-Maria walking around," Paul noted as he watched the screens.
"Perfect," Greg snickered as he walked over to a guitar and picked it up. "Just watch this." Over by another area, Ripper was trying to sneak around some bushes when he overheard Valerie and Anne-Maria walking past. "How much longer will this stupid challenge be?" Anne-Maria demanded. "This walking is for the birds."
"Relax, my friend," Valerie assured her. "Considering how awful the Bears have been doing, it won't be long before they destroy themselves. They're almost as bad as that fart monster."
Confessional: Ripper (Frogs of Death)
"So Valerie was just trying to use me? Well, nice try, lady. She's gone-zo next time we lose."
End Confessional
"I think I can see one of those lame Bears now," Valerie told Anne-Maria as they spied Blainley relaxing next to the beach. "She's easy picking. Ready your balloons." Just as they raised their balloons up, a sudden pulse of guitar music blasted through the loudspeakers, which quickly busted their balloons all over them. "Is this tapioca?" Anne-Maria thought. "Gross!"
"Did their balloons pop by themselves?" Ethan gasped as he, Paul, Melody and Destiny watched the scene on the monitors.
"They didn't pop themselves," Greg clarified. "I popped them."
"But-but how?" Paul stammered.
"After observing how Destiny's high-octane shriek of excitement was able to burst a balloon, I rigged up these loudspeakers to act as supersonic weapons strong enough to fracture the rubber coating on said balloons, then simply hooked that equipment to these instruments."
"Of course," Melody reasoned. "It makes perfect sense."
"It does?" Paul and Ethan questioned.
"Greg is using the power of sound in order to use the other teams' balloons against them before they can launch them."
"So you're managing to pop balloons by playing music in the safety of this hideout?" Paul asked Greg.
"I know," Greg boasted, "I'm good. But Desi, maybe you can bring Dave into our little fray? If we want to win, we need as many people as we can that aren't hit."
"Can do, Greggy," Destiny replied as she started up the ladder. "Be right back." Back in the woods, Jasmine was silently walking around, with Shawn subtly spying on her. "Even with all the branches and twigs on the ground," Shawn noted, "She moves so silently. Wow."
Confessional: Shawn (Confused Bears)
"Look, I don't wanna like her. 73.6% of all men who die in zombie movies die because the girl they love becomes a zombie and when it comes time to cut her head off, they get all sentimental about it and hesitate. When there aren't zombies on your tail, man, thinking is the last thing you wanna do!"
End Confessional
"Hello, beautiful butterfly," Ella greeted as she noticed a butterfly flying near her. "You're so delicate. You should hide until our game is done." Sugar gave a cry as she came charging out of a bush, but quickly stopped herself. "Oh, it's you," she scoffed as she noticed Ella.
"Look, Sugar," Ella said while holding her balloon, which now had a smiley face drawn on it. "Just because my balloon was made to do harm doesn't mean that it can't look adorable and constantly delighted to be here."
Confessional: Sugar (Confused Bears)
"Man o' war! That girl can bug the stink off a donkey!"
End Confessional
"Oh, Sugar," Ella happily sighed, "I just know that were going to be the best of friends."
"I heard something," Sugar barked out. "Duck!" She shoved Ella into a bush before walking off. "Sugar?" Ella muffled out. "Sugar! I've fallen into this poor bush!"
"Ella, is that you?" Shane asked as he saw her legs sticking out. "I know were opponents, but do you require assistance?"
"Yes, please. I'm stuck."
"Hold still." Shane set his balloons down on the ground, then went over to Ella and pulled on her legs. He tugged until he freed her, though he stumbled back and landed on his own balloons, popping them. "Thank you so much," Ella thanked. "But I'm terribly sorry I got you out."
"Got me out?" Shane wondered. He went wide-eyed as he saw some hissing figures crawl over his face. "SNAKES!" he cried out as he jumped to his feet.
"Keep your eyes peeled, Millie," Priya warned as the duo walked through some muddier territory. "We can't afford to be caught in an ambush. And make sure you're ready to throw at a moment's notice."
"But Priya," Millie spoke up, "I'm not a good-"
"Shh. Someone's coming." Priya readied herself but stopped as she saw Tyler trudging through the mud. "False alarm," she sighed. "You'd better join us if you want to stay safe, Tyler."
"Are you sure?" Millie whispered. "Tyler can be prone to be, well, the 'c' word."
"Courageous?" Tyler boasted as he strutted over. "Cheerful? Oh, kind!"
"That last one starts with a k," Priya pointed out. The group heard another figure walking, and soon, Lindsay was struggling to walk past and soon fell face-first into the mud. "Aw, Lindsay," Tyler sighed with sympathy. "I'll help."
"What are you doing?" Millie questioned as she saw Tyler trudging ahead. "She's a Gopher!"
"We have to strike now!" Priya rallied as she readied another shot. She threw the balloon, it soaring right at Lindsay... "NOOO!" Tyler shouted as he dove for the shot. It hit him in the chest and covered him with bird poop. "Tyler!" Priya protested. "You're not supposed to protect the other teams!"
"Hi, Taylor," Lindsay greeted as she saw Tyler lying in the mud.
"It's Tyler," Tyler muffled through the mud.
"Millie, get her out," Priya encouraged. "You've got a clear shot at Lindsay."
"But Priya-" Millie protested.
"Hurry and toss it before she gets up!"
"Um...okay..." Millie gave a cry before tossing her balloon...which weakly fell to the ground and right on Priya's feet. "I'm not great at throwing things," she weakly admitted as Priya stared at her.
"Aha!" Julia called out as she, Courtney and Scott spotted the group. "Found you, butt-knuckles!"
"W-wait! Don't shoot! Priya and Tyler are already out!" However, Millie's words fell on deaf ears as she, Priya, Tyler and Lindsay were hit with an onslaught of balloons.
Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)
She was now covered in a variety of gunk. "Oh, I hope we don't lose again. I might get eliminated before I have enough research for my thesis paper."
End Confessional
A montage of the game started to play. Max used his dart to take out Ezekiel, Zee, Harold, Lightning and Dawn. Meanwhile, Jasmine managed to hit Leshawna, Carly, Trent and Gwen. Destiny quickly ducked at some balloons thrown at her, much to Mike's frustration. He then noticed some music blasting before seeing Owen's balloons burst in his hands. Sierra tried to dodge a balloon tossed at her by Julia but got quickly covered in green goo. Ripper and Rose tossed a balloon at each other, with both of them getting hit at the same time. Izzy quickly tossed a few balloons, hitting Zoey. However, she was quickly taken out by Julia. She then sneaked up on Beth and Heather and Beth, taking them out. DJ had to duck down behind a rock as an onslaught of balloons came at him and Duncan. "That the best you can do, Chain Breaker?" Duncan taunted.
"You're the one throwing wussy throws, blockhead!" Lacey countered from another rock.
"I don't think taunting a guy like Duncan is a good idea," Sarah warned as she hid behind a rock.
"Relax. I can handle him." Lacey and Duncan each readied another shot when a pulse of music blasted from the speakers. "What the-?" Duncan thought. His and Lacey's balloons burst in their hands, covering them, Sarah and DJ in brown stuff. "Please tell me this is fudge," Sarah moaned. DJ sniffed the brown stuff before replying, "It's fudge."
"How the hell did our balloons pop like that?" Lacey asked. "Chris McLame probably tampered with them."
"Got 'em to burst with that music playing through the speakers," Duncan added.
"Music? Chris would only play music for himself praising himself. He-" Lacey and Duncan looked at each other as the realization hit them. "Greg and Destiny," the duo said.
Dave ran until he stopped to rest at a tree, only to see it...blink? "This tree has eyeballs!" Dave cried out in a panic. "EYEBALL TREE!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Shawn calmly told Dave as he stepped ahead, revealing himself painted like tree bark. "It's me, Shawn. I've camouflaged myself with mud and moss. I knew all my cake decoration skills would come in handy someday."
Confessional: Dave (Confused Bears)
"Who orders a cake that looks like tree bark? I mean, how many beavers celebrate their birthday?"
Confessional: Shawn (Confused Bears)
"Bakers have been hiding in plain sight covered in icing camouflage, like, since the dawn of time! At least, that's what my old boss at the bakery used to tell me. Mind you, he also said the pyramids were built by pastry chefs, so..."
End Confessionals
Shawn used a handmade slingshot from the trees to fire his balloons. "Rest assured that as long as you're with me," Max boasted to Scarlett and Cameron, "You are safe." The trio were hit by Shawn's balloons, covering Scarlett and Cameron in green goo and Max in flour. "REVENGE!" Max cried out before starting to sneeze.
"Awesome shot," Dave told Shawn. "FYI, someone burst Sky's balloons while she was holding them."
"Huh, smart trick," Shawn noted. "I doubt it was Max."
"Davie," Destiny panted as she reached him and Shawn, "I finally caught you. Follow me if you wanna not get out. Oh, and ditch the balloons now."
"And leave me defenseless?" Dave protested. "I am not-" However, he and Shawn were quickly pulled away, leaving the balloons behind. A moment later, Destiny tossed the two boys down the secret room before sealing the lid shut. "Welcome to our hideout," Paul greeted.
"Ah!" Dave cried out in shock. "Your-your eye is-"
"Going to get healed up," Ethan cut off. "Let's see, with you two, that makes seven people safe from balloons. We might win this one, guys!"
"Not so fast," Greg warned as he watched the monitors. "We might have a problem. Watch and listen." He directed everyone's attention to a screen, where three 'hills' were inching across. "These disguises are ridiculous," Keith muttered. "I can hardly see."
"We're not supposed to be moving much," Brick pointed out. "Hills don't move, remember?"
"We're doing so good at hiding," Phoebe giggled. "We might win this time."
"Found you again," Mike said as he poked Phoebe's hill. "We need to talk. Now."
"How'd you find us again?" Brick asked as he removed his hill disguise.
"Consider some freshener for your boots, cadet. But we've got a bigger problem on our hands. I've been watching the game play out, and someone's been using music to burst the balloons before they're being tossed."
"But isn't that...cheating?" Phoebe whimpered.
"Technically, no," Keith informed her. "Chris said it didn't matter how the balloons were used to get someone out, just that anyone hit by their contents are out. But music? It must be those stupid Bears behind it!"
"Exactly," Mike noted. "We need to find where Destiny and Greg are hiding and take them out. And knowing them, they won't be alone."
"Hang on," Brick advised. "They could be anywhere on this island and on the move as we speak."
"They can't be moving. They need to stay in one spot in order to pull off this trick."
"But how will we find them?" Phoebe asked.
"I'll track them down with their own music," Mike replied. "The louder it is, the closer we are to their base."
"Smart thinking," Brick noted. "Me and Keith will back you up. Phoebe, and Pete, can you guard our backsides?"
"We'll do our best, Brick," Phoebe replied as she squeezed her stuffed penguin. "Won't we, Pete?"
"She's talking to that thing again," Keith muttered to Brick, earning a nudge from the cadet.
"Come on," Mike ushered as he headed off, with Keith, Brick and Phoebe following him.
"They're gonna find us!" Dave gasped. "We're done for! Why'd you drag me here, Destiny?!"
"You're acting like I hadn't prepared for this scenario," Greg told him. "Turn your attention to the shoddy little cabin on monitor eight. Now watch." He switched a button on the control panel, and some rock music started to blast out of the cabin. "You're gonna direct those guys there instead of here?" Paul inferred. "How do you know they'll even buy it? I heard Mike has some sharp hearing."
"We'll just make it even more convincing with our own voices," Greg replied as he picked up his guitar. "You boys good at playing an instrument?" A moment later, Melody was playing a keyboard while Paul was on drums, Greg and Destiny were on guitars and Dave was in front of a microphone. "You've got this, Davie," Destiny encouraged. Dave took a breath before he started. "I..." he began. "Ooh, I gave you everything
"But you lied
"You messed around, you fooled around
"So now who wins?
"I've seen it all before
"You need a little more
"Who you trying to kid?
"From the corner of my eye, wasted and wild...
"Got your head to the wall
"Can't take anymore." Melody kept playing the keyboard to the beat. "Why don't you shoot to kill?" Dave sang.
"Shoot to thrill tonight," Dave, Greg and Destiny vocalized. "Whoa-oh, whoa-oh.
"These eyes that will are cold and still tonight."
"I see them going towards the shack," Ethan noted as he and Shawn observed the monitors.
"Whatever you're doing, keep it up," Shawn told the group.
"When the pain ain't a stranger," Dave sang, "Can you take anymore?
"You can't take anymore
"Shoot to kill."
"Shoot to thrill tonight," Dave, Destiny and Greg vocalized. "Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
"Those eyes that will are cold and still tonight."
"Oh-oh-oh," Dave continued. "Why don't you shoot to kill?"
"Shoot to thrill tonight," Destiny, Dave and Greg chorused. "Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
"These eyes that will are cold and still tonight."
"I can practically hear the drum beats from that shack," Mike whispered to Keith, Brick and Phoebe. "Ready to give them a warm welcome?"
"Plenty ready," Keith smugly replied as he readied his fists.
"I'm getting a bad feeling in my gut about this," Brick nervously noted.
"Don't chicken out, Dampy Pants."
"They're right at the door," Ethan noted. "But what happens if they open it and don't find us there? They'll get pretty upset."
"That won't be the start of it," Greg slyly chuckled as he placed a hand over a switch. "Better cover your ears." Mike and Keith busted down the door just as Greg pulled on the switch. "I don't see anyone," Phoebe quietly noted. "Just barrels of balloons and a ticking clock."
"TICKING?!" Brick fearfully realized as the other guys started to inch away. "GET DOWN!" A second later, the group inside the secret hideout were rocked by a loud BOOM from a huge explosion outside. "What the hell was that?!" Paul shouted.
"Sounds to me like those Frogs got themselves out," Greg calmly replied as he saw the monitors. At the shack, all that remained was some soot and splatters of pink paint. A paint-covered Mike and Keith struggled to get to their feet while Brick moaned as he laid atop of Phoebe. "Everybody alright?" Phoebe asked after she nudged Brick off of her. "Pete says he just has some paint on his flipper and is okay."
"Those little shits have some nerve!" Keith shouted.
"Keith, watch it," Brick advised.
"Well, can you blame him or me being ticked off?" Mike countered. "Those Bears just made us look like complete idiots! And now we're out!"
"I don't see paint on Phoebe," Keith noted. "She can-" Phoebe simply nodded her head no. "What do you mean no?!" Keith argued. Phoebe simply held up a paint-covered hand. "OH, COME ON!" Keith shouted.
"I can't believe that actually worked," Dave told Greg. "Wow."
"I think our work here is done," Greg decided as he pulled up the couch and sat down on it. "Now all we have to do is sit back and watch the other teams destroy themselves." He winced as he heard Chase and Cody's screams. "Ooh, fire ants. Nasty."
"Everything okay, Rodster?" Nikki asked as the duo walked through the woods.
"I have to find just the right words to end my relationship with Amy," Rodney explained, "So she isn't left shattered like...a cabbage in a...cabbage shatterer thingie. Ah! Come on, words! I need you!" He accidentally ran into Helga, knocking him over. "What is Ginger Boy doing now?" she demanded as she held her balloon.
"Hey again," Nikki greeted as she tried to help Rodney to his feet. "We were just-"
"Way to make a total fool of yourself in front of EVERYBODY, Samey," Amy scolded as she and Samey stood in another part of the woods. "'Oh, I got the food and I'm the nice one. Blah, blah, blah!'"
"Samey is," Helga thought, "How you say..." She simply mimicked a barfing motion. "Barf?" Nikki guessed.
"Sooner or later, Amy," Samey argued, "Everyone will know what you're about!" Amy just scoffed in response. "Good afternoon, Samey," Rodney politely greeted as he approached the twins. "May I have a moment with Amy, please?"
"Rodney, you can have ALL of the moments with Amy!" Samey angrily replied before walking off. Rodney then started to tear up. "Are you crying?" Amy asked with some disinterest.
"Amy," Rodney began, "I don't know how to tell you this, so I'm just gonna say it. I...but true love...gold beast, mountaintop!" He groaned in frustration. "What I'm trying to say is...wad of cabbage, ant hill..." He started to tear up again, with Amy yawning before walking off. "Poor guy," Nikki sighed as he and Helga watched the scene. "He has a slight problem with expressing himself."
"Ginger Boy speaks normal with you," Helga pointed out.
"Yeah, but- Rodney, behind you!"
"I just-" Rodney stammered, unaware of Julia sneaking up on him. "I just-" He was hit in the back and shoulder, covering him in pink goop. "I deserved that!" he tearfully cried out. He started to run off. "Rodney!" Nikki called out as he saw him running up to her and Helga.
"I stop him," Helga declared as she stood in the pathway. "You-" She was suddenly knocked down by Rodney, making her lose her grip on the balloon and made it pop on Nikki. "C-c-cold," Nikki shivered. "G-guys?" She gasped when she saw that the crash had made Rodney and Helga lock lips. Rodney could only stutter after pulling away while Helga simply had a shocked expression.
Confessional: Rodney (Frogs of Death)
"My first kiss! My very first kiss with my true love!" He started to squeal.
Confessional: Nikki (Frogs of Death)
"H-H-Houston, w-we have a pr-pr-problem! I-I hope Helga isn't th-th-thinking of killing Rodney. Please?"
Confessional: Helga (Frogs of Death)
She could only stammer as she touched her lips, then her blushing cheeks, before passing out and falling out of her seat.
End Confessionals
"No sign of Julia yet," Emma said as she, Anthony, Bowie and Scott walked around. "Are you sure this is a good idea, Scott?" She was suddenly pulled into a bush. "Emma?" Anthony thought as he heard the scuffle. "You okay, lass?" He saw a bush move before Emma rose up from it. "Oh, I'm fine," she assured the pirate. "Just fell into a bush by accident. So, what's our next step?"
"We're still trying to find Julia," Bowie reminded her.
"I meant, like, after Julia is gone."
"Huh. Good point."
"Personally, I wouldn't mind ditching Luna," Scott put in.
"Luna?" Anthony thought. "Why her? Sure, she might be a bit eccentric-"
"Eccentric nothing! She is a deranged, homicidal lunatic! Add in her spurts of cannibalism, obsessive love of explosions and just being a downright bitch from hell to-"
"Please, Scott," Emma cut off. "Luna isn't a threat to us. Crazy, but worthless to chase after. You've been listening to Sam too much."
"But-" Scott was cut off as Anthony and Bowie were hit in the back. "Dive for cover!" Emma warned as she ducked into a bush, with Scott running away.
"I have a good feeling we'll win this one," Julia confidently declared as she, Courtney and Sam walked around. "It's quite surprising that this guy hasn't got hit yet."
"I just imagine it as a level of my games," Sam explained, "Imaging the balloons are explosive bombs you must avoid, only one life on your radar-"
"Didn't ask for info and I don't care." Julia noticed Blainley lounging on the beach. "Too easy," she snidely remarked.
"No, don't!" Sam warned. "It's a trap! No one can be that still. I bet you that balloon will just bounce back and-"
"Shut up already!" Julia tossed her balloon, but was shocked to see it bounce off of Blainley before coming back and hitting Julia in the chest, covering her in blue goop. "Totally called it," Sam chuckled as Courtney had a shocked expression. Courtney readied her balloon. "Don't!" Sam warned. "You-" She tossed it at Blainley, which simply bounced back and hit Courtney. "There is no way that is possible!" Courtney protested.
"It is if 'Blainley' over there is actually a rubber sheet painted to look like her," Sam told the girls.
"That cannot be allowed in the rules!"
"Uh, yeah. It is allowed. Hit with a balloon, no matter how it's done, gets you out." Courtney simply groaned in frustration.
"Wow," Topher complimented as he saw Chris walking past. "Good makeup job, dude. You look twenty years younger. It's like you're thirty again."
"I am thirty," Chris informed him with some annoyance.
"Oh, um, yeah, I know. And now you look it, but you could use some moisturizer." Chris glared at Topher but quickly stepped back. A second later, a balloon hit Topher, covering him in live spiders. "Thank you!" Chris shouted.
"AH!" Topher cried out as he ran off. "Spiders in my hair! Spiders in my hair!"
"Yes!" Bryan cheered as he ran over to Chris. "I finally got someone!"
"You're out of balloons, Bryan," Chris advised. "You might wanna skedaddle." Bryan quickly ducked inside a bush, then ran off. "Moisturizer, huh?" Chris muttered as he rubbed his face.
"Ah, all this walking is good exercise," Ella said to Sugar as they walked, "But it's also important to exercise our hearts...with songs. Smiles can help with trials and tribulations!"
"Chris!" Sugar shouted. "She's singing again!" The duo were suddenly hit by Jasmine's balloons as she swung from a vine. "Might wanna keep quiet next time, girls," she advised in a teasing manner.
"Oh, meat on a muskrat," Sugar moaned.
"Did I hear singing again?" Chris, now in a spa mask and towel, asked as he blindly wandered over. "Did I?"
"Yes, on account of her sing-song, she got us hit with balloons full of mustard, relish and-" Sugar licked her hand. "Some third thing I can't identify," she finished.
"If my singing was the cause of that," Ella told Chris, "Then I-"
"Okay," Chris decided, "As long as the singing caused you pain, Ella, I'm happy." Chris walked off, leaving Sugar with an angry look. "Poor Eleanor," Ethan sighed as he watched the monitors.
"I'm just glad it's not us," Paul shrugged as Melody wrapped a cloth around his eye. "Ow!"
"I'm trying to be gentle," Melody assured him. "Just hold still." Meanwhile, Sam was running past when he stepped on a twig. He gasped as Amy and Samey rose up with their balloons. Sam dodged both of Amy's balloons but got hit with one of Samey's balloons. "Aw..." he moaned as he saw the white stuff he was covered in. He suddenly started to itch himself.
Confessional: Sam (Toxic Rats)
"Of all things, itching powder? I think I might be allergic to it."
"Everyone is allergic to it," Chris informed him over the intercoms. "It's itching powder!"
End Confessional
Sam hopped away as he still scratched himself. "Well done, Sammy," Jasmine complimented as she and Sol walked over to the twins. "You took out Sam."
"Whoa!" Amy cut in. "Loud cough of interruption!" She shoved Samey aside. "I was the one who took him out, not Samey!"
"We can tell you apart, and Sammy's shot was just excellent." Amy simply had a stunned look while Samey returned to her feet.
Confessional: Amy (Frogs of Death)
"'Kay, since when does anyone take Samey's side? She's just a wannabe me, a spare Amy." She gave a loud gasp. "Her name should be Spareamy! I am going to change her birth certificate as soon as we get home!"
End Confessional
"Since Sammy's the only one with a balloon left," Jasmine suggested, "We should stick together. I spotted Scott and Emma's hiding spot earlier. Follow me." Scott and Emma were ducked down in a balloon. "Man, we can only hide since we have no more balloons," Emma loudly noted. "I sure hope no one tries to ambush us, especially from above."
"Quiet!" Scott warned in a whisper. "Don't make it too obvious!" At a cliff above the duo, Jasmine, Sol and the twins crawled right to the edge. "They're right below us," Jasmine whispered.
"You take the shot, Jasmine," Samey suggested. "I don't wanna mess it up."
"And she would," Amy scolded.
"You be quiet," Sol told her.
"You can do it, Sammy," Jasmine encouraged. "I know you can. Drop it right down on them."
"Give me that," Amy ordered as she tried to grab the balloon from Samey. "You'll miss."
"Will you quit it already?" Sol bitterly demanded.
"Stop messing about," Jasmine warned as she and Sol grabbed the balloon.
"It's mine!" Amy argued as she tugged on the balloon.
"No!" Samey shouted. "Let go!" Suddenly, the balloon burst, covering the group in pink paint. "NOOO!" Jasmine cried out.
"Game over!" Chris announced. "Confused Bears win! Frogs of Death lose!"
"We won it!" Dave cheered from the secret hideout. He and the others started to cheer, with Destiny hugging Greg while Paul and Ethan hugged each other. "Nice work, everybody," Melody told the group as she clapped.
"Way to go, Samey!" Amy scolded as she got to her feet. "You ruined everything! I'm telling!" She quickly ran off, leaving Jasmine, Samey and Sol with a defeated look. "Oh, come on," Emma groaned from down below. "How did they screw up so badly?!"
"I am so glad I got cousins instead of siblings," Scott breathed out.
Confessional: Jasmine (Frogs of Death)
"Well, good thing for Sammy they weren't born Siamese twins or I reckon Amy would've eaten her by now."
Confessional: Sol (Frogs of Death)
"That little bitch just screwed things up for our team! But what's worse is how she twisted it to make Sammy the guilty party. How is she even pulling it off?"
Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)
"Whenever I have something Amy wants, she just takes it, always, always, always! Huh. Always..."
End Confessionals
"Confused Bears, enjoy the spa hotel," Chris announced to the campers. "Gophers and Rats, you get to enjoy dinner from Mary's Lamb Burger. 'That's Mary's Lamb Burger and Barbecue Emporium. Mary had a little lamb. Had.'" Chris tossed the bags to Julia and Lacey. "Great..." Julia sarcastically thanked.
"Still can't believe that the Bears outfoxed us," Duncan noted as he and DJ walked around.
"I can't believe you had the guts to challenge Lacey," DJ replied. "That girl is tough as-" he was cut off by some muffled noises. "What's that? Some wounded animal?" He pulled back a bush and gasped when he saw Emma tied up and gagged. "How did you wind up like that?" DJ asked.
"Someone grabbed me from behind and did this," Emma explained after her gag was removed.
"They must've been quick," Duncan noted as he cut the ropes with his pocket knife. "We just saw you not too long ago after Chris announced the results."
"What? No! This was during the challenge."
"So who was the Emma we just saw?" DJ wondered. Meanwhile, Scott was whittling some wood with his shark tooth while sitting underneath a tree. "Scottie!" Luna giggled as she popped down from above. "Whatcha doing?"
"Just planning our next step," Scott fibbed. "Gotta decide who goes next, you know."
"Right, right. Gotta think of who. I think you were quite...descriptive."
"Uh, don't know what you're talking about."
"Course you do. Let me remind you. Deranged...homicidal...lunatic..." Luna's appearance suddenly shifted to Emma's and back again, while Scott's face now had a fearful expression. "Cannibalistic," she continued, "A bitch from hell...remind you of anything, Scottie?"
"I was just luring them into a false sense of trust," Scott nervously defended. "Making sure they listened to me."
"Oh, yes." Luna took out a doll resembling Scott. "Gotta make sure they listen," she eerily said while pulling out a needle. She stabbed the doll in the chest, and suddenly, Scott was gasping for breath. "What do you-?" he wheezed. "What are you doing?"
"Making sure you listen," Luna calmly replied as she did a carving into the doll. Scott looked down and gasped when he saw the exact same carving on the left side of his chest. "That dweeb and his girl were right," he realized. "You're completely psycho."
"Don't flatter me," Luna advised. "It never worked for Solstice."
"You'll get your dues. I'll make sure of it."
"And you, a self saboteur? Who'll trust you after that gets out to the Rats?" Luna then pulled out a match and struck it across her leg. "Think about our alliance like this," she warned in a threatening tone. "If I don't get my desires during the game..." She held the doll over the flame, making Scott groan from the sudden onslaught of pain. "Then neither will you." Luna regained her chipper smile again before skipping off, leaving Scott visibly shaken.
Over by the Bears' empty cave, Samey was holding a green apple and was prepared to take a bite. "Give me that!" Amy demanded as she swiped it from Samey's hand. "You don't deserve to eat. And Valerie talked to the rest of the team about how you lost us the challenge by sabotaging us."
"So that's how you conned all our teammates," Sol realized as he stormed over to Amy. "That redheaded witch was helping you!" Amy simply shoved him aside, making him crash by Samey's feet. "You're definitely next," Amy threatened. "Hope you two enjoy being cannon fodder. See you at the elimination ceremony, SPAREAMY!" She laughed after taking a bite out of the fruit, then walked off. "Why I outta..." Sol grumbled after sitting up. "Those two bitches... Sammy, why are you just sitting there?!" He noticed Samey lifting her hand, revealing a rash. She gave a little laugh as she scratched it. "And you enjoy that manchineel fruit," Samey declared, with Sol soon sharing her sly smile.
Later that night, the Frogs of Death were at the elimination ceremony. Everyone was standing ad everyone but Amy and Samey held a marshmallow in their hand. "Alright, players," Chris announced, "Those of you holding a marshmallow are safe...for now." Amy had a confident smile as she tossed the core of her fruit away while Samey looked nervous. "Amy, Samey, one of you is going home tonight. Amy, you seem more concerned with bossing Samey around than with helping your team." Just then, Amy started to cough as she clutched her throat. "And Samey," Chris continued, "It was your balloon that cost your team this challenge. The sister heading home is..." Amy continued to cough, with her throat and cheeks soon swelling up. "Oh, what now?" Keith demanded as he and the others noticed the coughing.
"Everything okay?" Phoebe asked.
"Oh, ignore her," Samey told her teammates. "She's just trying to get sympathy." She turned to Amy. "Aren't you, Samey?" Amy tried to protest but her words came out in an unintelligible mumble. "Can't understand what you're saying, Samey," Chris told her, "And it really doesn't matter, cause you've been voted off!" Amy could only mumble in disbelief while Samey had a satisfied smile. Later, Amy was inside the Cannon of Shame. "I'll miss you dearly, sweet child," Sol told her with a sad tone as he and Samey watched on.
"Bye-bye, Samey," Samey taunted. "Have a nice flight!" Amy still tried to protest but to no avail. "Wish I could understand," Chris noted. "It sounds really important." He pressed a button, and Amy screamed as she was blasted off the island.
Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)
"She's had it coming! For years! I guess twinning isn't everything."
Confessional: Sol (Frogs of Death)
"Yes! That little bitch finally got what was coming to her! Ah, a good day indeed."
Confessional: Jasmine (Frogs of Death)
"The old switcheroo! Good for Sammy."
End Confessionals
"Another player down and seventy-two players remain," Chris narrated, "But only one goes home with a million dollars. Find out who lasts and who blasts on the next Total...Drama...Island!"
Votes:
Voted for Samey: Amy, Sierra, Rodney, Zoey, Cameron, Scarlett, Brick, Phoebe, Keith, Valerie, Anne-Maria, Topher, Nikki, Zee, Mike, Helga, Shane
Voted for Amy: Samey, Sol, Jasmine
Voted for Valerie: Ripper
Eliminated: Amy (Mistaken for Samey)
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 Bears)
86) Alan (Screaming Gophers)
85) Leonard (Toxic Rats)
84) 'Dumb' Damien (Screaming Gophers)
83/82) Corey (Screaming Gophers)/Laney (Frogs of Death)
81) Jane (Frogs of Death)
80) 'Smart' Damien (Frogs of Death)
79) MK (Toxic Rats)
78/77) Wayne/Raj (Toxic Rats)
76) Dakota (Toxic Rats)
75) Lara (Confused Bears)
74) Beardo (Confused Bears)
73) Amy (Frogs of Death)
Episode 25 is here! And boy, was it drama-filled or what? So, I'll highlight the main conflict: the twins Amy and Samey. Amy still managed to con the Frogs that she's the good one, but she also had Valerie's help to really sell it. And yet it all went to naught when Samey managed to trick Amy into eating that poisonous manchineel fruit and get her sent off in her place.
We also have the reveal of Greg's little project: a secret hideout that isn't quite so secret anymore. And his plan to take out the others was quite smart, wasn't it?
There's also a bunch of other interactions, such as Rodney and Helga's dynamic (Hope he's still alive), Sky and Dave, Lindsay and Tyler and so much more.
Next challenge will test the campers' honesty with a proven method: a chicken. Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.