"Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris recapped, "Things were hotter than Hell itself as we threw our teams into a boat race across the lake..." The scene flashed back to Nikki's reaction to the lava lake. "A lava lake," Chris laughed. The scene changed to Helga clinging onto her log and the Rats lava-surfing. "We saw many close calls to a crispy fate..." The scene changed to Shawn dodging a blob of lava flung at him. "And we saw a couple of people that really didn't care about others' safety. Nice!"
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The scene changed to Sugar talking with Millie, then to the latter cutting the ropes on Priya's raft. "Sugar convinced Millie that sabotaging Priya's raft was the best path to mending their friendship..." Chris continued. The scene changed to Priya angrily chasing Millie down on the lava lake. "Which obviously turned into a brawl." The scene changed to Greg getting flung back as Dave paddled faster. "While Greg was almost accidentally burned to a crispy by Dave in his attempt to beat and impress Sky..." The scene changed to Sky's harsh rejection to Dave. "And he ended up brutally rejected. Cold." The scene changed to Priya and Millie reconciling, along with Greg and Destiny. "But what nearly got as warm as the lava lake was when Greg and Destiny made up, along with Priya and Millie. Ugh, lame!"
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The scene changed to the second part of the challenge and Echo crawling out of the puke-covered Turbo-Orb. "But for my happiness, we saw Echo defeat Bowie and Phoebe in the second part of the challenge and win the sole vote on who got to go home," Chris continued. The scene changed to Priya's elimination. "And Millie and Carly weren't pleased when Echo dispatched Priya from the island."
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The scene returned to Dean fanning the ashes of the fire. "Seriously, how the fuck do you sleep at night?" he complained to Chris.
"In a bed filled with an enormous amount of cash," Chris bragged, "And don't interrupt me! Anyway, the challenge was rough, alright, and if I have anything to say about it, today's will be even more brutal. Luckily, I do. What fresh horror have we planned for our campers? And who'll go home and lose their chance at the million? Find out next on Total...Drama...Island!"
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It was still the night of Priya's elimination. At the Dock of Shame, Millie's tears dripped into the lake as she kept crying. "Miss Priya encouraged you to keep going," Ethan advised. Millie still kept crying while Carly had a stern look. "Come on, ladies," Ethan sighed. "Let's go back and join the others." Carly grumbled before marching back. However, Ethan had to pry Millie off the dock. "No!" she cried out as a part of the dock broke off. "Priya! I miss you!" Back at the campfire pit, the tired Bears noticed Millie's sobs as she, Ethan and Carly returned. "It was a long goodbye," Carly explained to the group.
"Coach!" Phoebe called out as she and Barry ran over to the Bears. "Are you okay? Please be okay."
"I think I'll need a head transplant," Keith muttered. He noticed Phoebe looking at him all wide-eyed. "Calm down, squirt. We're just stressed, that's all."
"Oh," Phoebe mumbled. "Um, I've got Barry and Pete here to cheer you up." The group suddenly heard a loud BOOM! "AHH!" Phoebe cried out as she tightly clung to Keith. "HOLD ME, COACH!"
"What the hell was that?!" Shawn shouted as he cowered on the ground. The group saw the Frogs walking over, with most of them covered in soot. "I warned you not to mess with those chemicals," Scarlett scolded as she glared at Jo.
"It was your own damn fault for doing your dumb experiments in the cabin," Jo argued.
"Stan's making sure any fires are out in our cabin," Mike informed Paul. "You mind if we hang here until everything's okay?"
"Fine by me," Paul shrugged. "Just keep the duchess there at bay."
"I'm not deaf, you know," Valerie warned the duo.
"Come on, you guys," Dean told the Rats as he nudged them towards the campfire area. "You heard me. Cabins need fumigating. You want to get your arms all swollen from bedbugs?"
"I wouldn't be surprised if Scott released some of his kinfolk in our cabin as a prank," Courtney huffed.
"I don't like itchy beds, either," Scott defended.
"Okay, Dean," Dawn giggled as Dean pushed her ahead. "I'll play along. But perhaps Carly could use some comfort after what occurred tonight?"
"You think so?" Dean hoped. He started to approach Carly but was stunned to see her glaring at him. "Uh, you, um-?" He was tackled by Carly and the duo landed in a heap. "What's got your tail in a twist?" Dean demanded. Carly simply pointed ahead and the Bears saw the Gophers approach them. "What do you guys want?" Alejandro inquired. "Come by to rub it in?"
"Got some extra dessert at the spa hotel," Trent offered as Helen held up a plate of green gelatin. "Thought you might want some."
"Ha!" Sugar protested in disbelief. "No one does things just to be nice!"
"Yes, they do," Ethan argued. "People can be selfless."
"Doubt they are!"
"Okay," Gwen gave in, "Owen stank up the hotel and we need some time to air out." On cue, Owen let out a fart. "Ew, dude," Trent gagged while Bryan covered his nose.
"If you have any brains left," Paul warned Sugar as she was about to speak, "You'll keep that big mouth shut."
"NO!" Courtney cried out as Helen brought the gelatin over towards her. "I mean, no thanks. I'm good."
"What, you on a diet or something?" Scott asked.
"No! I just don't like green jelly, okay."
"It's just jelly," Phoebe pointed out.
"And you're picky about peppers," Keith reminded her. "You're in no position to talk."
"People can, like, dislike foods," Zee thought. "The thought of eating that purple radish is a bit frightening."
"You mean a turnip?" Sol corrected.
"I guess I'll see who else wants some jelly," Helen shrugged. "Uh, Nikki, maybe we can-"
"SQUID!" Nikki shrieked as she kicked the gelatin away. Austin looked down and picked up a gummy octopus. "It's just some gummy candy," he chuckled before plopping it in his mouth. "Mmm, lime and dirt flavors."
"I am so sorry, Nikki," Helen apologized. "I'd never offer that if I knew that spooked you so badly."
"So many tentacles," Nikki shuddered.
"A squid?" Scott thought. "There's far worse critters to be scared off than some harmless squid."
"What can be more dangerous than a creature who can kill you in mere minutes with a venom that has no known antidote?" Greg inquired.
"Uh...a shark. Nothing should have that many teeth."
"They're only dangerous if you're swimming with open wounds," Phoebe explained. "And most scary animals are less scary if you know about them, like with-"
"SNAKE!" DJ cried out as he jumped into Lacey's arms.
"Yeah, like snakes. You didn't have to scream, though."
"It might not be unwarranted," Keith gulped as Strangle slithered by the campfire.
"Quit being such 'fraidy cats," Paul teased as he lifted Strangle onto his shoulders. "He's harmless." He noticed Barry sniffing at Strangle. "Don't even think of using him as a chew toy."
"Sorry for tripping," DJ apologized as Lacey sat him down. "Snakes just freak me out."
"I feel you," Tyler assured him. "Chickens give me the creeps, dude."
"You're afraid of chickens?" Gwen asked.
"Wow," Duncan teased, "That's...that's really lame, man."
"No, it ain't," Austin defended. "A mean chicken pecking you at all the wrong places without a speck of clothing..."
"Can the details, cowboy," Lacey told him. "We get the picture. And Duncan, what's lame to you might be horrifying to others...like mice. Ugh."
"A creature that spread the Black Death across all of Europe and parts of Africa and Asia which led to a quarter of the world population dying?" Echo noted. "I can definitely see why you hate them."
"That's not exactly helping."
"Oops. Sorry."
Confessional: Echo (Screaming Gophers)
"So suddenly, everyone's having this big share-fest by the fire. Like, Helen went on and on about how her mortal fear is getting trapped in a stable with a horse. Harold's afraid of ninjas, Bowie and Leshawna hate spiders, Austin fears getting poked by needles...even Heather admitted she's afraid of sumo wrestlers! Well, I'm not stupid enough to blurt out any weaknesses I might have."
End Confessional
"What's my worst fear?" Gwen thought. "I guess being buried alive."
"I agree with that," Jasmine added. "The thought of being trapped in a small, cramped box while you scream for breath..."
"Walking through a minefield," Lindsay said, "In heels."
"Eating bugs," Destiny groaned. "What did they ever do to you?"
"Flying, man," Owen spoke up. "That's some crazy stuff."
"If Lightning must be honest," Lightning sighed, "I...don't like the dentist."
"The dentist?" Jo laughed. "What, the little brush and mirror make you shudder?"
"It's a known fact that people who fear the doctor or dentist often have a bad experience with them," Cameron defended.
"I can attest to that," Paul agreed as he stroked Strangle. "You won't catch me stepping foot into a hospital anytime soon."
"I'm scared of hail," Geoff confessed. "It's small but deadly, dudes."
"I've dealt with plenty of hail before," Helga huffed. "Dogs are much scarier."
"But you're fine around Barry," Phoebe pointed out.
"That ain't a dog!" Austin protested. "And what about Little Miss 'Scared By A Bear' here?"
"Phoebe's over that," Keith scoffed. "Right?"
"Wrong," Phoebe sternly replied before covering herself with a camo blanket. "That was just adrenaline."
"Being left alone in the woods really scares me," Zoey confessed.
"I actually nearly got kidnapped once," Carly admitted. "Scarred me for life."
"Yikes," Sam replied with surprise. "Guess that makes my fear of the infamous Red Circle on game consoles seem like birdfeed in comparison."
"D-don't mention birds," Millie stammered as she wiped away her tears. "I hate birds."
"Birds?" Sol thought. "Gators are a scarier animal than any bird."
"If it wasn't obvious before," Ethan spoke up, "My greatest fear is dragons."
"You're scared of something that don't exist!" Sugar laughed. "Ha-ha-ha! You can't even fear something sensible, like gnomes."
"Gnomes are rarely vicious," Dawn informed her. "The only time I've heard of a gnome rising to fight was when its home was threatened."
"What about you, Nature Lover?" Scott asked her. "What do you fear?"
"Well...the demons still give me some bad nightmares, so I'll go with that."
"Can't blame you for that," Sky said. "I, um, have aquaphobia."
"So a little squirt of water scares you?" Jo taunted.
"Well, Miss Macho," Cameron challenged, "What do YOU fear, then?"
"If I had to hazard a guess," Scarlet theorized, "I'd say Jo fears femininity. The dark clothing, the short hair, the fact she chooses to be called a more masculine Jo instead of the full name of Josephine..."
"Shut up!" Jo scolded.
"Oh, yeah," Sierra reasoned. "Jo nearly freaked out when Valerie tried to offer her a new dress to wear."
"That frilly pink mess? You wouldn't catch me dead in that!"
"A simple no is enough," Valerie huffed. "Not my fault you have bad taste. Especially that hair. A bad haircut would be absolute horror for me!"
"Oh, okay," Lindsay spoke up, "I changed mine. That's SO much scarier than a minefield!"
"I'd say my worst fear would be getting covered in bugs," Bryan guessed. "All those feet skittering on your skin..." He shuddered. "I suppose my worst fear would be having greasy skin," Alejandro told the group. "Not to sound too vain, but I do care for my appearance for my own health."
"After that night challenge," Cameron confessed, "I'm still kinda terrified of Izzy."
"Mine sounds kinda silly," Mike admitted, "But I'm not the biggest fan of silvery stuff."
"That is kinda silly," Keith chuckled.
"You're the last person to judge," Sky scolded. "I seem to recall you nearly passing out the last time you saw a honeycomb pattern."
"Why are you scared of that, Coach?" Phoebe asked.
"None of your business," Keith sternly replied before turning to Sky, "And YOU had no business saying that!"
"Quit being a bad influence and I will," Sky huffed.
"Uh, let's get back to our talk," Sam suggested. "Who's left again?"
"Dave and Shawn's fears are pretty obvious," Sierra recalled. "Mine, um, probably reading negative stuff about my blogs."
"I'm not really afraid of anything," Courtney confidently said.
"Bullshit," Lacey scoffed.
"Yeah, Courtney," Duncan added, "That's total baloney."
"Oh, really?" Courtney challenged. "Well, what exactly is your phobia, Mister Know-It-All?" Everybody turned towards Duncan, waiting for an answer. "C-Celine Dion music store standees," he quickly and quietly admitted.
"Ex-squeeze me?" Bryan asked with an amused look. "I didn't quite get that."
"Dude, did you say Celine Dion music store standees?" Trent inquired. Duncan nervously covered his face with his hands. "Ooh, I love Celine Dion!" Lindsay squealed. "What's a standee?"
"You know," Trent informed her, "That cardboard cut-out thing that stands in the music store."
"Don't say it, dude!" Duncan warned as Lacey watched with concern.
"Kind of like a life-sized but flat Celine."
"So if we had a cardboard standee right now..." Courtney slyly teased.
"Enough!" Lacey cut off. "Now cut it out or else!"
"It does seem like the most irrational phobia so far," Scarlett noted. "And that's saying something since there exist arachibuttyrophobia and hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia."
"What the hell is that?" Keith asked with confusion.
"The first is the fear of peanut butter sticking to the top of your mouth," Phoebe replied just before Scarlett explained, "And the second is the fear of long words. My Uncle Jacob has the second one."
"Do you always have to act like a show-off?" Scarlett reprimanded as she glared at Phoebe.
"You did kinda interrupt her," Sierra defended. "I suppose it hits close to home since her brother's a show-off, too."
"Brother?" Cameron wondered. "That's new. Why didn't you tell anyone you have a brother?"
"I don't," Scarlett protested.
"Scarlett, that's obviously a blatant lie," Bowie argued. "Are you that ashamed of him or something?"
"That's enough of this baseless interrogation. Move on."
"Fine," Greg shrugged. "My worst fear would be public nudity."
"And I hate mimes," Trent added, "Like a lot." He noticed Echo and Courtney staying silent. "Okay, girls, you're afraid of something. Spit it out."
"What is there to say?" Echo shrugged. "I don't really have any fears."
"That's impossible," Carly protested. "Everyone has something they're scared of!"
"Hey, calm down," Dean advised in a whisper. "You'll just look bad."
"I just hope we don't have to face anything like we said soon," Destiny thought. "Especially Greggy." She gave Greg a tight hug. "Poor Greggy wouldn't be able to bear it!"
"Aw, aren't they sweet together?" Paul noted.
"Yes," Bryan agreed, a light bulb going off in his mind, "They might be the new summer romance just K-I-S-" He winced as he noticed Echo kicking him in the leg. "I don't see it," Echo shrugged.
"Well, I do," Bryan argued. "They're made for each other and are just lovely together! I guess I'm a sucker for such romance and love."
"Kid, you okay?" Lacey asked Echo as she noticed the latter holding in her puke. "Any greener and you'll match Duncan's mohawk."
"I think what I ate isn't agreeing with me," Echo moaned. "Excuse me." She ran off and Bryan smirked a little when he heard Echo's puking. "Guess we'll never know," he decided. "That just leaves Courtney."
"Nope," Courtney confidently replied. "Nothing."
"That's not what she said after story time," Duncan teased, making Lacey giggle.
"Duncan, did you ever consider that maybe I was just humoring you and your stupid story?"
"That reaction seemed too real to humor, though," Lacey pointed out.
"Shut up!" The next morning, everyone was gathered at the main lodge while Chris whistled for their attention. "Campers," he announced, "Your next challenge is a little game I like to call...Phobia Factor! Prepare to face your worst fears!"
"Worse than this?" Sol gagged as he held up a hairy sausage.
"We're in trouble," Cameron gulped.
"Now for some of our first victims," Chris began, "Heather. Meet us all in the theater. It's...SUMO TIME!" Heather spit out her drink in shock, which splattered all over Trent and Lacey. "We also have a little fashion party to plan," Chris continued, "With Josephine as the guest of honor." Jo choked a bit on her gruel before splitting it out. "Jo," Jasmine moaned as she wrung out her pony tail of gruel, "You could've at least aimed for the chest."
"Gwen and Jasmine," Chris slyly continued, "You, me, the beach...a few tons of sand." The two girls gasped in shock. "Wait, how did they know those were your worst fears?" Lindsay thought.
"Because we told them," Gwen realized with a face-palm. Lindsay and Helen shared a puzzled look. "At the campfire last night," Trent explained as he tried to comfort Gwen.
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"What's my worst fear?" Gwen thought. "I guess being buried alive."
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"Wait, they were listening to us?" Lindsay asked.
"It's a reality show, Einstein," Gwen snarked. "They're always listening to us."
"That's, like, eavesdropping!"
"Oh, my Elton John!" Destiny gasped. "I just predicted this! Didn't I say it at the campfire, Greggy?!"
"I doubt you seriously meant it, though," Greg told her. "And this might be a bit of a stretch, but could it be possible some of us fibbed about our fears?"
"That's very unlikely," Bryan replied. "What reason would any of us have to lie that night? And besides, what actions we did could easily betray what our lips could say. Take Sky, for example. Even before the campfire, she's proven to be deathly afraid of water."
"Okay, you make a point."
"Chef Hatchet," Chris declared, "Didn't you have a special order for Tyler here today?" Chef smirked as he passed Tyler a deep-fried chicken.
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"Chickens give me the creeps, dude," Tyler told DJ.
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Tyler picked up the chicken, closed his eyes and took a bite. A live chicken soon popped out, making Tyler scream.
Outside, a pool was set up and filled with thousands of praying mantises.
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"I'd say my worst fear is getting covered with bugs," Bryan guessed. "All those feet skittering on your skin..." He shuddered.
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DJ puked while Owen passed out. "Okay," Bryan gulped. "Here I go." He jumped into the pool, and after a few seconds, he emerged with a few bite marks on his skin. "I did it!"
"And Bryan sets the bar way up," Chris narrated as the Gophers scored their first point. However, Owen quickly passed out again. Inside the medical tent, Austin was trembling as he sat inside.
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"Austin fears getting poked by needles," Echo said in the confessional.
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Austin went wide-eyed as he saw Chef in a cactus costume wielding a huge syringe. The cowboy let out a yelp before rushing out of the tent. "That's the first one that bombed," Chris noted.
"Oh, come on, man," Lightning groaned as the Rats saw Austin hiding behind some rocks. "We gotta get this show on the road!"
"Next up, we have Helga." Chef dragged over a huge Saint Bernard over towards the frightened Helga. "If you can let this dog lick your face," Chris explained, "You get the point."
"Aw, what a cutie!" Phoebe gushed as she hugged the dog. "Does he have a name?"
"Cujo, last I checked." Helga blinked, then she scurried up the nearest tree. "No wonder she fled," Greg reasoned. "Cujo was the name of that murderous dog after he got bitten by a rabid bat in that Stephen King novel."
"This cutie?" Phoebe thought as she rubbed the dog's head.
"Speaking of cutie," Chris continued, "The next challenge is for you, Phoebe."
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"And what about Little Miss 'Scared By a Bear' here?" Austin asked.
"Phoebe's over that," Keith scoffed, "Right?"
"Wrong," Phoebe sternly replied before covering herself with a camo blanket.
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Phoebe trembled as she stood at the edge of the woods. "Looks like we know who's gonna be bear food," Jo scoffed.
"You're not helping," Sky told her.
"All you have to do is hug a bear," Chris explained to Phoebe.
"I-I-I don't know," Phoebe stuttered.
"We've heard you've beaten a bear before," Nikki told her. "You can probably do it again."
"It was just adrenaline, Miss Nicole. Not really bravery." Phoebe then heard a pained yelp coming from the forest. "Oh, sounds like something's really hurt in there," she whimpered as she stepped into the woods. She then froze up when she saw a huge grizzly bear sitting on a rock. "B-b-b-bear!" she cried out. However, she noticed something strange with the bear. "It's rubbing its paw too much...a-almost like it's hurt." She stepped forward, inch by inch, until she saw a jar of honey in the bear's left paw and a sore spot on its right paw. "Oh, no," Phoebe moaned. "Did a little bee sting your paw when you were getting honey?" The grizzly bear whimpered a bit. "Is...is it okay if I bandage your paw up?" Phoebe asked. The bear nodded its head yes, and Phoebe started disinfecting the sting, then she wrapped a bandage around it. "There we go," she assured the bear. The bear gave a happy growl before hugging the heroine. "Glad to see you're better," Phoebe replied as she returned the hug, scoring the first point for the Frogs. "Uh, may I have some of that honey, please?"
"She actually did it," Mike noted as the other Frogs observed the scene. "Way to go, kid!"
"Yay, Phoebe!" Zee cheered.
"Weird that the first bear she finds is one she's sympathetic towards," Sky acknowledged.
Confessional: Keith (Confused Bears)
The camera was zoomed into his face. "Not too shocking that Phoebe conquered her fear. I knew that she had it in her. Plus, I did make sure it was a bear she'd go to without hesitation." The camera zoomed out to show him wearing a bear suit with one paw bandaged up. "And it does count. I am a Confused Bear, am I not? Lucky I found Crazy Girl's old suit lying about. Ugh, kinda itchy, though."
End Confessional
Inside the main lodge, Lindsay and Valerie shared a fearful look as Chris pulled out two wigs with bad haircuts.
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"A bad haircut would be absolute horror to me!" Valerie cried out.
...
Owen took one of the wigs and put it on his head. He danced around a bit but fumbled over. Chris snatched the wig back and placed the wigs onto Lindsay and Valerie's heads. Over by the communal bathrooms, Dean opened up the sewage tank, much to Dave and Sky's worry. "You just gotta get in the water," Dean explained to the duo as they stood on a platform a foot over the tank.
"Okay," Dave gulped before getting a look of confidence. "I'll go first. The better competitor always go first."
"This 'better competitor' nearly got his own teammate killed in the last challenge!" Sky scolded. "Now get lost!"
"Well, excuse me for wanting to be near you. I'm very sorry. I'm also sorry that I believed you when you said you liked me! Obviously-"
"Hey, I said 'I liked you, but-', but you didn't want to hear the 'but', but that's NOT MY FAULT!" Sky angrily stomped her foot, causing the platform to creak before collapsing. Dean winced as he heard the loud SPLASH! "Not exactly how I imagined things turning out," he admitted. "But you two got into the water on your own." Dave quickly got out of the tank, then pulled a soggy Sky out. The duo locked eyes for a brief moment. "Please let me be your boyfriend," Dave pleaded.
"ARGH!" Sky groaned. "I need you to hear this: no."
"But-"
"No more buts. Just no. Bye, Dave." Sky marched off, leaving Dave depressed. "Yikes," Dean commented. "Who would've thought Sky could get so bitter and you to be so obsessive and-"
"SHUT UP!" Dave scolded, knocking Dean into the sewage tank. "I'm going to take a shower."
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A quick montage played of the campers with their fears. Scott ran off as soon as he saw Fang, failing his challenge.
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Karol attempted to put a frilly pink dress on Jo, but the jockette quickly punched her away, failing her challenge.
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Cameron ran away screaming from Dean, now dressed up with Izzy's clothing, failing the challenge.
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Chef placed a blob of kitchen grease over Alejandro's face. However, the Spaniard complied and lasted until the timer went off, completing his challenge.
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Sam started to panic as the consoles in a little room started to get the Red Circle. He bolted out the door, failing his challenge.
...
Sugar strutted as she showed off her gnome costume she was wearing, though the other Bears showed some disgust. She flashed a nervous grin as her team earned another point.
...
Zee gulped with worry as he saw Chef place a turnip in front of him. "You don't like eating turnips?" Mike asked as the Frogs watched on.
"You don't like chocolate," Valerie whipped back. "What kind of weirdo doesn't like chocolate?" Zee nervously picked up the vegetable. "I don't know, man," he gulped.
"Hang on," Sol thought as he picked up the turnip. "I got a way you'll eat it." He dashed off, then quickly returned with a plate of fries. "A little malt vinegar and some sea salt," Sol announced.
"Hey, these are pretty tasty," Zee muffled as he ate the fries.
"How does eating some deep-fried spuds help him?" Valerie scoffed.
"Because these fries aren't made with potatoes," Sol explained. "They're turnip fries."
"You can make fries out of turnips?" Zee thought. "Awesome! More, please."
"Another point for the Frogs of Death," Nikki cheered as the Frogs' score went up to three.
...
"Flying, man," Owen spoke up, "That's some crazy stuff."
...
Chef, now dressed in a flight attendant's attire, opened the door to a rickety airplane, to Owens horror. A moment later, he was screaming as the plane flew around.
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"You won't catch me stepping foot into a hospital anytime soon," Paul said.
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Most of the campers watched as Paul stood in front of a huge hospital building that was set up. "How long do I have to be inside again?" he nervously breathed out.
"Just five minutes, Paul," Ethan informed him. "This place is nothing special, buddy. You can do this. Just stand inside for five minutes. Simple."
"Yeah, you're right. This should be simple to do." A moment later, both boys were inside the hospital. "Okay, I think I can understand why you hate hospitals so much," Ethan said as he nudged a rusty saw away.
"I-I can't do this!" Paul stammered.
"Paul, calm down. I could stay in here with you if it makes you feel any calmer. There isn't any rule against that."
"Really?"
"No, not really," Valerie cut off as she dragged Ethan away. "Chris just said you'll have to be all alone."
"What?" Ethan thought.
"Valerie, you get your hands off of him!" Paul demanded as he followed the duo.
"Good luck," Valerie teased before closing and locking the door shut. Paul could only scowl as she dragged Ethan away. "Easy, Paul," Ethan assured him from outside. "I won't be too far."
"I'm afraid you'll have bigger concerns than some grease monkey," Valerie told him.
"What can be more important than helping someone with their fear?" Valerie simply pointed ahead, and Ethan went wide-eyed as he saw a huge dark-red dragon with gray horns, gray claws, huge bat-like wings and a long spiked tail. The dragon roared before breathing out some fire, making Ethan duck out of the way. He kept running away as the dragon chased him. "Just beat the dragon and you'll get the point," Chris informed him. "Oh, we'd better set the timer for Paul's challenge before we forget."
"No worries," Valerie assured him as she set the timer, though she set the timer for fifty minutes instead of five.
Confessional: Valerie (Frogs of Death)
"Hey, the longer Paul is out of my hair and split from Lance-a-dolt, the better it is for me." She looked up at her wig. "Must resist tearing wig off..."
End Confessional
Inside the bathroom, Harold was reading a magazine on the toilet when he heard a noise. Just outside, three ninja slid down some ropes into the bathroom. Harold opened the door and froze when he saw the ninja. However, he quickly pulled out a pair of nunchuks, to the ninja's surprise. Harold swung them about for a while...until it clonked him on the head and made him fall into the toilet. "How did this happen?" Chris laughed as he walked onto the scene. One of the ninja whispered something to him. "Huh? Really? Looks like the Toiletnator just scored the Rats their first point."
Outside, Leshawna and Bowie screamed as they ran from Chef, now dressed in a spider costume. "It's just a bug, man!" Lightning shouted. "Squish it!"
"Come on, guys," Helen moaned as Heather and Lindsay pushed her closer to a stable. "I don't wanna."
"You just have to get on the horse to win," Heather explained. "Get it over with!"
"Aw, look at the cute horse," Lindsay gushed as she walked over to the brown horse inside the stable. "Why are you so scared of them?" The horse let out a neigh, making Helen scream as she ducked down in fright. "No, no, no, no!" she cried out. "Don't make me go in there!"
Confessional: Helen (Screaming Gophers)
"My classmates once trapped me in a horse stable with the horses. Let me tell you that a bucking horse is a very powerful and scary thing."
"I can attest to that," Austin spoke up from outside. "A bucking bronco once sent my pa to the docs for his head."
"Gee, thanks for easing my worries, Austin."
End Confessional
Back with the Gophers, Lacey got a nervous look as Karol carried over a cage with a mouse inside. "Lunch time, Science," Karol assured the mouse as she stroked its chin. "The biker lady's gonna feed you some peanut-butter crackers. How does that sound?" The mouse let out a squeak, with Lacey shrieking as she fled. "Guess I'll be feeding you yet again," Karol told the mouse.
Over with a large tank, Nikki was trembling as she stood on a platform. "Just dive in and we'll get a point," Sierra explained to her as the Frogs watched on. A large octopus groaned as it wiggled its tentacles. "So many crawly tentacles..." Nikki whimpered. "I'm sorry. I can't do it."
"Oh, yes, you will," Jo declared as she stormed over to the platform. "I'm not gonna let my team lose because you're all wimps!"
"But didn't you wimp out of your fear?" Cameron pointed out.
"I'm not getting in the tank," Nikki decided. "I'm coming down."
"Then I'll make sure you're down the right way!" Jo countered. She kicked the platform, making it shake before Nikki fell off and landed in the water. "HELP!" the rapper cried out as she flailed about. "IT'S GOT ME!"
"Helga will bust you free," Helga assured her. She punched and kicked the tank until it collapsed, spilling out the water and the large octopus. "Nikki?" Helga wondered as she searched under the octopus.
"Up here," Nikki replied as she dangled from a fishing hook held by a struggling Helen. "I think I'm getting a wedgie."
"Can't...hold...on..." Helen strained while holding the fishing pole. She and Nikki fell over, though Helga quickly caught the duo. "Thanks," Helen breathed out. "Nikki, you okay?"
"Yeah," Nikki mumbled after Helga gave her a shake. "Thank you for that." A moment later, the Frogs were gathered in the field. Sol screamed and bolted after he saw Karol walking with an alligator. Back at the amphitheater, Heather faced off against the sumo. The sumo charged at her, but she ducked down, making him trip and stubble away. "Heather stepped up to the plate by not fleeing from her fear and earning the Gophers their second point," Chris narrated.
"I have to eat a whole plate of bugs?" Destiny groaned. "Ew! I'd rather kiss Al."
"I'd rather you didn't," Greg muttered. "But I have an idea, Desi." He tied a blindfold over her eyes and put a clothespin over her nose. "I don't wanna be blind, Greggy," Destiny nasally said.
"It won't be for long," Greg assured her. "And hey, I heard DJ made some yummy meatballs. Want some?"
"Sure." Destiny popped the meatballs in her mouth, unaware of the fact that the 'meat' was actually roly-polies. "Kinda crunchy," she admitted after swallowing them.
"She did it!" Greg cheered as the Bears scored another point. "My Desi did it!" He gave Destiny a hug. "Oh, what do you have to say, Desi?"
"I can't breathe," Destiny nasally stated.
"Oops, heh. Sorry." Greg removed the clothespin off Destiny's nose. "We'd better go help the others with their phobias," he told her. "Come on!" He ran off. "Uh, Greggy?" Destiny asked as she stumbled about. "I'm still blind." There was a CRASH! and RIP! off-camera. "OW!"
Inside the woods, Zoey was sitting on a log by herself. "Zoey began her six hours of solitude in the woods feeling pretty confident," Chris narrated.
"I am not scared," Zoey assured herself. "I can handle six hours of loneliness. I handled sixteen years already; what's another six hours?" She heard a loud roar, making her scream and run up a tree. "PLEASE let these six hours pass quickly!"
Over by the cabins, Stan had set up a huge honeycomb rug on the ground. "Okay, Keith," he explained to the worried boxer, "You just gotta step on the rug and stay there for a full minute. Might be the easiest challenge yet."
"Yeah, right," Sky scoffed as the Bears and Frogs watched on. "Keith will be the first Bear to flunk out."
"You seem oddly confident with that," Alejandro noted.
"If the guy gets worried over waffles, he won't handle a rug."
"Are you calling me some kind of wimp?!" Keith angrily accused.
"Hey, Coach!" Phoebe called out as she held up a dog figurine. "Look what I got!"
"What the-? Hey, hand that back!"
"Na-na-na-na, you can't catch me!" Phoebe ran off as Keith chased her all over the honeycomb rug. "Thirty seconds..." Stan counted off on his timer, "Forty seconds..."
"Wait, this isn't fair!" Sky protested. "Ref, Keith didn't go out on his own. He was tricked into doing so!"
"Sorry, can't hear you over the timer, which goes off...now. That's one minute, Keith. You've got the point!"
"Yay!" Phoebe cheered.
"Gotcha," Keith panted as he grabbed her and hoisted her up high. "Now hand it over!" Phoebe passed the dog figurine to him. "Better. Now..." Keith looked down at the honeycomb rug and froze up. "Coach?" Phoebe asked him. "Coach, you okay?"
The campers were gathered by the beach as Gwen and Jasmine were each trapped in a clear box. Chris shoveled some sand on top of them. "There's enough air for an hour," Trent explained to Gwen. "You only need to do five minutes."
"As long as we decide to dig you up," Chris added.
"Not funny, Chris," Gwen scolded.
"Sheesh. Take a chill pill." Trent passed Gwen a walkie-talkie. "I'll be listening the whole time," he assured her. "Just yell for me if you panic and I'll dig you right up."
"Goodbye, cruel world," Gwen replied before the lid was closed up. Meanwhile, Jasmine was trembling like a chihuahua. "Don't worry, Jasmine," Shawn rallied, "You can do-"
"I don't need any help from you!" Jasmine snapped back. "Just get this over with already!" Chris finished packing the sand on Jasmine and Gwen and set the timer for five minutes.
Confessional: Shawn (Confused Bears)
"I can't believe Jasmine still won't forgive me. I've been nothing but nice since smashing her into the water with a dueling stick."
End Confessional
Shawn was spread across where Jasmine was buried. "What are you doing?" Sierra asked him.
"Guarding Jasmine," Shawn explained. "She's completely vulnerable right now. What if the zombies start rising up?"
"Zombies?" Scarlett thought. "There is absolutely zero scientific proof of the existence of zombies."
"Incorrect," a voice countered. "There exists chronic wasting disease, or zombie deer disease, that could be transmitted to humans and make the idea of zombies very real."
"Wow," Cameron breathed out with amazement. "That's actually-" He, Scarlett and Sierra shared a gasp of surprise as they saw a young man with neat red hair, a blue sweater-vest, neat blue pants and square indigo glasses over bright green eyes. "Is that...?" Sierra wondered.
"You..." Scarlett breathed out in shock.
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Back in the forest, Ethan was still running from the fire-breathing dragon. "Doesn't this thing ever give up?" he panted. "Oh, great. Now I'm miles away from my friend, even when I promised to help him." The dragon ripped away the tree Ethan was hiding behind. "Okay, that is it! I am going back for Paul and YOU are not going to stop me!" The dragon breathed out some fire, but Ethan ducked down and slid between the dragon's legs. As it breathed fire again, Ethan deflected the flames with his shield, making it bounce back and decapitate the dragon. He quickly dashed off before he was crushed by the head. "Huzzah!" he cheered as the Bears scored another point. "Huh? It's mechanical? Of course it was mechanical. Ugh, never mind. I'm coming, Paul!"
Over at the amphitheater, DJ and Millie were standing across from a snake in a tank and a bird in a cage.
...
"SNAKE!" DJ cried out as he jumped into Lacey's arms.
"Sorry for tripping," DJ apologized. "Snakes just freak me out."
"D-don't mention birds," Millie stammered as she wiped away her tears. "I don't like birds."
...
"You can do it, Millie!" Carly rallied from the stands.
"Yeah, DJ!" Duncan cheered. The duo looked over at the snake and bird, with the animals blinking. "Ah!" DJ cried out as he and Millie backed away. "It blinked!"
"I think that means she likes you," Dawn assured him.
"It's the smallest snake ever, DJ," Courtney told him. "Come on!"
"Yeah, but it's slimy and scaly," DJ moaned. "Slithery..."
"Can we trade animals?" Millie asked. "I'd rather have slimy snake over yucky bird."
"We need this point, DJ," Courtney ordered. "SUCK IT UP!" She noticed her teammates nodding in dissatisfaction. "What? We're heading back to Loserville, people."
"Just take a deep breath, guys," Dawn instructed. "You're braver than you think you are." DJ and Millie took a breath, went over towards the bird and snake...and let them onto their fingers, scoring a point for the Rats and Bears. "Yeah!" Carly cheered.
"You did it!" Dawn exclaimed.
"See?" Courtney told the group. "Fear is only in the mind."
"Rufus," Scarlett scoffed as she faced off against the young man. "What are you doing here?"
"Aw, what's the matter, little sis?" Rufus taunted. "You don't like me anymore?"
"That's your brother?" Cameron asked Scarlett.
"The elder by exactly one year and two months," Scarlett informed him.
"Eh, wrong again!" Rufus corrected. "It's one year, one month and twenty-six days. And I once again prove to be the smartest of all while Scarlett is the measly sidekick once again." He snickered while Scarlett could only scowl.
Confessional: Cameron (Frogs of Death)
"No wonder why Scarlett refused to mention her brother. He's like Jo if she had Scarlett's intellect! And now I know why she hates getting called a sidekick: it's the same taunt her brother uses probably frequently."
End Confessional
"What do we do?" Cameron quietly asked Scarlett. "Any ideas?"
"You asking Bun-for-Brains for ideas?" Rufus taunted as he yanked on Scarlett's bun. "You're not gonna find anything in that dusty area she dare calls a cerebral cortex."
"OW!" Scarlett cried out in pain.
"Hey, stop that!" Cameron scolded as he pulled Scarlett away. The duo ended up falling over in a heap. "Hang on," Cameron whispered to Scarlett. "I'll try to help you." He got up and ran off. "Ugh, that was awful," Keith moaned as he and Phoebe walked along. "Don't you ever try that stunt again."
"Sorry, Coach," Phoebe sighed. "I was just trying to help." She noticed Scarlett on the ground as Sierra tried to help her up while Rufus snickered. "Excuse me," Phoebe said as she ran over, dragging Keith behind her. "What's going on here?"
"Just having a touch of fun," Rufus explained.
"What kind of fun? Coach, do you know?" Phoebe saw Keith frozen again. Her eyes drifted to Rufus's sweater-vest pattern, then to Keith again before she covered the boxer's eyes with her hand. "Slight trypophobia," she explained. "Not a fan of grid patterns, sir. I mean, it's not as bad as my Uncle Jacob's hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia, but he still needs some support."
"Look at this, little sidekick," Rufus snickered. "Even this dollie here knows more than you do!"
"Just what does that mean?" Keith demanded as he eyed him.
"Aw, Mister Testosterone is trying intimidation on me. Don't you guys belong in sweaty lockers and not fouling up my precious breathing air?"
"You're just asking for a super wedgie, aren't you, prick?" Keith reached for Rufus, but Rufus gave a hard squeeze on Keith's shoulder, making the boxer freeze up. "Coach!" Phoebe gasped as she ran to his side. "What happened?"
"Gotta love those pressure points," Rufus snickered. "But there's something better." He yanked on Phoebe's braid, Scarlett's bun and Sierra's ponytail. "OW!" Phoebe cried out as tears dotted her eyes. "Please stop! You're hurting me!"
"Who's going to make me?" Rufus challenged.
"Commencing launch sequence," a robotic voice started, taking Rufus by surprise. He turned to see a large army of robots near his feet. "Programming warfare mode," the robots declared. "Mechanics now fully armed. Engaging in combat with target." They started firing lasers at Rufus. "AHHH!" he shrieked as he ran off, dropping the three girls. "Not again! And in the DAYTIME, too?! AHHH!"
"Oh..." Sierra moaned as she rubbed her head. "Man, was he a royal pain or what?" Scarlett touched one of the robots and was surprised to see it flicker a bit. She then looked over and saw Cameron fiddling with a remote behind a tree. "Uh, pay no attention to the boy behind the sequoia," he gulped as he tried to hide.
"Did you set this up?" Scarlett asked.
"Yes. I couldn't let him keep harassing you. Figured I could try to bluff him with a scare." Cameron switched off the remote, making the robot army vanish. "Great job, Camby," Sierra complimented.
"I'm glad you did get rid of that twerp," Keith added as Phoebe helped him to his feet. "Not even Scarlett deserved that despite being a bitch. She didn't even try anything recently."
"Gee, thanks," Scarlett sarcastically replied.
"I thought he sounded familiar," Phoebe thought. "Especially with that laugh. Kinda sounded like Muttley from Wacky Races." Scarlett gave her an odd stare, then suddenly burst out in laughter. "He does sound like that!" she exclaimed between fits of giggles. "And that name of his, Rufus...that's what you named a dog! Oh, and those glasses? They're not even proper squares. They're more akin to trapezoids!" She fell over in laughter. "Safe to say she got the point," Cameron commented as the Frogs' score went up one.
Confessional: Scarlett (Frogs of Death)
"Okay, perhaps Phoebe earned her removal from my enemy list. Comparing him to Muttley!" She laughed.
End Confessional
Trent was still sitting next to where Gwen was buried while Shawn lied atop of where Jasmine was buried. "You still alive in there?" Trent teased. "Only three more minutes."
"And you'll dig me up, right?" Gwen pleaded through the walkie-talkie.
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. I promise."
"I need a distraction. Tell me a story. Um, why do you hate mimes so much?"
"I'm interested in that, too," Shawn shrugged. "Help us pass the time."
"My mom took me to this carnival once when I was four so I can see the elephants," Trent began as he stood up. "I was stoked."
"Yeah?" Gwen replied.
"I was so busy watching them that I lost her for a minute. I called out, but when I turned, all I could see was this horrible white face with black lips pretending to be me. I screamed and tried to run, but every time I turned around, he was there doing this creepy fake run-and-scream routine." A figure tapped Trent on the shoulder. He turned to see a mime, making him scream and run off. "Trent?" Gwen asked through the walkie-talkie he dropped.
"He just bolted," Shawn explained as he picked it up. "Mime spooked him."
"I don't believe it! He promised he'd stay!"
"Yeah, I heard, but...man, cowardice brings out the worst in people, don't they?" A boy with ripped jeans shorts, a t-shirt, sickly-green skin, messy brown hair and a little tree hanging around his neck moaned as he shuffled towards Shawn. "Not now, man," Shawn brushed off. "Kinda busy here. And dude, take a bath. You reek!" The boy moaned again. "I said knock it off!" Shawn scolded. The boy then jumped onto him. "QUIT IT!" Shawn shouted as he tossed the boy away. He crashed into the timer, shorting it out and switching it off. "Oh, shit," Shawn muttered.
"What's going on out there?!" Gwen asked in a panicked voice through the walkie-talkie.
"Uh, you want the bad news or really bad news? Some creep tried to jump me, and when I flung him off, he crashed into the timer."
"WHAT?!"
"It shut off! I don't know how much longer you and Jasmine have left! Should I get help?"
"No! Stay! I don't want to be alone."
"Um, okay..."
Confessional: Shawn (Confused Bears)
"If I pull them out too soon, they'll botch their challenge and get pissed at me. But if I wait too long, they'll run out of air. Either way, somebody won't be too thrilled."
End Confessional
Trent kept running from the mime. "Just talk to him, bro," Chris explained through the megaphone, "And ask him to go away. Only way you'll get your point." The campers noticed the boy crawling towards them before collapsing. "Brandon?" Sol thought. "Whatcha' doing here?"
"Chris asked me to scare Shawn," the boy explained. "Kid didn't even give me the time of day."
"AHH!" Valerie cried out as she clutched to Bryan. "His foot's gone!"
"Could easily be fake," Greg explained. "Remember when Zee lost high leg to the shark?"
"That may be," Mike gagged as he held his nose, "But you can't fake that stench!"
"Why is it always the foot?" Brandon grumbled as he reattached his foot to his leg. "Right at the ankle bone."
"That's a REAL zombie?!" Dave squeaked out.
"Yep," Sol replied, "And Shawn completely missed it. Can't even tell a real zombie even if it bit him on the head. No offense, Brandon."
"Eh, I've heard worse," Brandon shrugged. "Well, gotta go. Nice meeting you. Probably should grab some freshener, though." Dawn passed him a few cloves of mint. "Mint! I love this stuff!" He happily ran off. "Careful!" Sol warned. He winced as he heard a CRASH! "Better go get the sewing kit out."
"Okay, then," Chris announced, "We've got two minutes before Gwen and Jasmine are done. Next up, Dawn and Sierra."
"Me?" Sierra moaned. "What can be worse than getting yanked by your hair?" Chris passed her a sheet of paper. "You must read that entire paper out-loud to earn your team a point," he explained.
"What?" Sierra gasped after skimming over the page. "I can't read this!"
"Can't take a little criticism?" Greg asked. Sierra simply tore the page up before walking off. Millie picked up a piece and read it. "Definitely understand why," she said. "That was more than just criticism."
"Yep," Sierra agreed. "Can we move on?"
"Looks like Dawn already went off for her challenge," Bowie noted when he noticed Dawn's absence.
"And Lightning will make sure she doesn't sha-wimp out like the others," Lightning decided before running off.
Meanwhile, Ethan had just reached the hospital. "Finally," he breathed out. "Huh? Three minutes left? Surely time hasn't gone by that slowly. Forget the clock, Ethan. I've got to check in with Paul." He opened the door and went inside the hospital. "It's even worse than when we went in last time." He then heard some growling. "Paul? It's me, Ethan. It'll be okay. Just let me know where you are." He then heard some whimpering from underneath a cabinet. Ethan opened it up and saw Wolf-Paul staring back. "Oh, it's okay, buddy," he assured him.
"Sorry for the hostility," Paul apologized after changing back. "This place just makes me so nervous."
"How come?"
"A bad experience, like Cameron said. It left me with a bad burn mark the last time I went."
"It was probably a rare chance you got stuck with those circumstances. Most hospitals are respectable places, you know."
"You think so?" The duo then heard a buzzer go off outside. "You've got guts, dude," Greg complimented as he peeked his head inside. "Going for nearly an hour..."
"An hour?!" Paul cried out in disbelief. "Ethan, you said it was only five minutes!"
"I thought the same, too," Ethan defended. "Explains why the timer looked like it was running slow."
"I'll bet the million Valerie was the one who set the timer. The skank."
"Well, let's just get out, okay? The challenge is all done." The boys walked out of the hospital. Inside the woods, Dawn was sitting on a rock when she noticed Lightning running up to her. "'Sup, Creepy Girl," he greeted.
"Lightning?" Dawn asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I just came here to make sure you completed the challenge. Rats are having an odd streak and Lightning is not on board for another loss."
"I see..."
"What's happening? You look oddly nervous. Don't tell me you're afraid of a little wood and some sha-squirrels."
"It's not that. It's about the demons. All of it...it still feels fresh."
"You have nothing to worry about. You trapped those weird freaks weeks ago. Besides, this is a challenge. It'll likely be an intern in a sha-costume."
"Still, not all of the demons are trapped. Many still roam free, like-" Dawn suddenly heard an odd sound. "Do you hear that?" she asked Lightning.
"Hear what?" Lightning replied. The sound got closer and more distinct. "Hoofbeats?" Lightning thought. "Guess they're traveling by horse."
"That's no horse," Dawn fearfully realized. She looked ahead and saw a shadowy figure rushing ahead. Upon closer inspection, it resembled a centaur and wielded something in its hand. "Barraza!" Dawn cried out as she covered her ears. "The Demon of Pride! Quick, Lightning, cover your ears!"
"Why?" Lightning asked. The demon blew into a wooden battle horn, which Lightning heard and gained a yellow gleam across his eyes. "Oh, we must leave," Dawn moaned.
"Leave?" Barraza boasted as he dashed over to the duo. "And miss out on the great Barraza? I think not."
"Undo what you've done to Lightning right now!"
"Nay, girlie. The great Barraza is skilled at everything he does. Barraza does not make mistakes!"
"Nuh-uh," Lightning protested. "The Lightning is the best at everything. I challenge you to a race!"
"You're on, mortal," Barraza smugly told him. "But don't get shocked if the great Barraza defeats you."
"You know what?" Dawn decided. "Fine. Race to...the twisted willow and back. First one back wins. And...go!" Barraza immediately dashed off at impressive speeds, leaving Lightning in the dust as he ran ahead. Dawn immediately drew a symbol on the ground with a stick. "That's it," she muttered as the symbol glowed and opened up a portal. "Just have to wait and..." She saw Barraza rushing back. "Aha!" he boasted. "Did the great Barraza not tell you, mortal? Nothing is too great for- AIEEE!" The demon fell into the portal, which Dawn quickly sealed up. "Enjoy that win back home," she said as the Rats' score went up one point. "Now to go find Lightning before he gets himself lost."
Over by the beach, Trent was looking around when his eyes met the mime, making him run off again. He looked back to see the mime following him, then the mime paused to do the invisible wall routine. "There's no wall there, man," Trent protested. "Stop being creepy!" He looked around and noticed the Dock of Shame.
...
"Well, what exactly is your phobia, Mister Know-It-All?" Courtney challenged.
"C-Celine Dion music store standees," Duncan quickly and quietly admitted.
...
Duncan froze as he saw a Celine Dion standee near the cabin as the Rats watched from the steps. "She's nice," Sam assured from the sidelines. "It's okay."
"Just one hug and you're done," Chris explained.
"That looks really...real, man," Duncan nervously breathed out.
"It's cardboard!" Lightning protested. "Lightning can do that no trouble!"
"Lightning, sit," Dawn sternly told him. "You need to rest."
"I heard Duncan's doing his challenge now," Lacey began as she walked over towards the Rats. "How's it going?"
"Why don't you ask Chicken Little there?" Lightning scoffed. "Get it over with!" Duncan looked at the standee. "Hey," Lacey assured him as she went over to him, "It's okay if you can't do it. I couldn't even feed a simple mouse." Duncan glanced at the standee again, then to Lacey again. "Okay," he decided while holding her hand, "I'll try." He then ran over to the standee and gave it a hug, earning the Rats another point. "Whoo-hoo!" Lacey cheered as she hugged the delinquent. "Duncan, you totally rocked it!"
"I did it," Duncan chuckled. However, the moment was broken as the duo noticed all the Rats staring at them. "Uh, I mean, ahead, good job, Duncan," Lacey quickly told him.
"Yeah, thanks," Duncan awkwardly replied. He was then pulled away by Scott behind the cabin. "What the hell was that just now?" Scott demanded in a hushed tone.
"Good sportsmanship?" Duncan guessed.
"No. That was an 'I'm glad my boyfriend did it' hug just now."
"No, no, Lacey and I are NOT like that at all. And you start spreading that around..."
"Do I look stupid to you? I'm not gonna try and paint an even bigger target on my back."
"Too late, Shark Bait. You already have one by getting me to kiss Zoey."
"That was an accident, which wouldn't have happened if you didn't try to fight me!"
"Guys?" Courtney asked as she walked over. "What are you two talking about?"
"Nothing," Duncan scoffed. "Just keeping Dirt Muncher in order here."
"I ain't no pet pig to look after," Scott protested.
"Just stay out of trouble," Courtney advised.
Confessional: Courtney (Toxic Rats)
"Oh, I heard what those two were talking about. They were as subtle as fries in a milkshake! But since they'll do anything to keep that kiss between Duncan and Zoey that Scott caused from leaking out, it means I now have a safety net at elimination."
End Confessional
At the dock, Trent looked around before running ahead. He jumped in the water, though the mime simply stayed on the dock. "Whoo-hoo!" Trent cheered as he surfaced. "What's the matter, mime? Can't swim?" The mime held his breath and readied to dive in. "Stop!" Trent warned. "Uh, your make-up will run!" The mime nodded before walking off in defeat. "Take that, you make-up-wearing freak!" Trent boasted as the Gophers scored another point.
"Nicely played, Trent," Chris complimented, though he shuddered as the mime walked past. "Unfortunately, I don't think things are going quite so smoothly for our buddy Geoff." On the beach, Geoff relaxed in a sun chair.
...
"I'm scared of hail," Geoff confessed. "It's small but deadly, dudes."
...
A storm cloud drifted over Geoff and started pouring hail, making him scream and run off. Most of the other Gophers watched him flee. "Look, that cloud is following him," Lindsay said. "Aw, it's like his own baby cloud! I want one, too! Here, cloudy cloud!" Bryan noticed Geoff run by with the hail cloud, then he went over to Chris and Trent, with the former controlling the cloud with a remote. "How exactly is Geoff supposed to beat that?" Bryan wondered.
"He can't duck for shelter," Chris explained. "He'll lose if he does."
"Oh. Hmm, can you make the cloud go lower and pelt him harder?"
"You are one sick dude...but yeah." The trio watched as the cloud pelted Geoff with more hail. "Pretty neat," Bryan chuckled.
"Hey," Trent thought, "Do you feel like you've forgotten something?"
"Sometimes. I usually ignore it and the feeling goes away. Hey, watch. He's gonna bury him in hail."
"Bury?! Oh, crap! GWEN!" Trent rushed off and returned with some shovels. "About time you showed back up," Shawn scolded.
"Five minutes are up," Bryan explained as he passed him a shovel. "Start digging." Inside the woods, Zoey was nervously pacing herself into a hole. "Okay, okay, okay," she told herself. "Zoey, you can do this. Only...four hours and fifteen minutes to go? Aw..." She flinched as she saw Shadow the crow flying and cawing above her. "Paul, please don't try to spook me like that. It's not nice." She then heard a loud and painful scream. "Is that who I think it is? Oh, no!" She hopped out of the hole and rushed back to civilization. "What was that?" Shawn stammered after hearing the scream.
"If I had to guess," Bryan thought, "I'd say that Mike just flunked his challenge and will need some first aid." Back at the cabins, Mike was soaking in the Frogs' hot tub, with the water reaching his head. "Mike," Zoey breathed out while skidding to a stop, "Are you okay?"
"Ow..." Mike moaned before sinking into the water.
Confessional: Zoey (Frogs of Death)
"I did flunk the challenge, but with a scream like that, I had to make sure Mike was okay. But...why would he scream like that?"
Confessional: Mike (Frogs of Death)
He was scratching his burned skin. "Silver...a silly fear for most, a very real problem to me and Paul. It's worse than any allergic reaction and burns like hell!"
End Confessionals
Trent and Shawn finished digging up Gwen and Jasmine. "Gwen, you did it!" Trent cheered, though Gwen tossed her walkie-talkie at him.
"And I stayed like I promised," Shawn told Jasmine. Jasmine tossed her shoes at him, knocking him over. "You're welcome," Shawn groaned.
"They're alright!" Bryan shouted as the Gophers and Frogs' total went up one point. "They're alright!" Meanwhile, the plane landed, releasing Owen and scoring the Gophers another point. He then proceeded to kiss the ground.
Over at the cabin, Carly was doing some sewing when two masked figures burst inside. "Grab Morningstar," one of them said while holding up some rope. "She'll make some nice ransom." Carly gasped before whacking the intruder with a hairbrush. "Leave me alone!" she shouted. "I'm not getting kidnapped again!" One of the kidnappers was knocked out cold when Carly turned to the other one. "Wait, wait!" the masked man pleaded.
"Hang on," Carly realized as she yanked off the mask, revealing Dean's face. "Dean! What the hell?!"
"Chris told me and Stan to stage a kidnapping. You'd score if you could escape or fend us off, and you did! Hooray!"
"...Yeah, you're right. No point shooting the messenger. You wouldn't do this stuff willingly...right?"
"Course not! I'd never be that desperate for money to do something that depraved!"
"Just making sure." Back outside, Greg was pushed ahead for his challenge in front of the Bears. "Alright, dude," Chris explained, "To win a point, you either have to get completely naked or watch one of your teammates express some nudity without you passing out."
"What?" Greg protested. "I-I-I can't do that. There's no way I'm getting undressed."
"And don't ask any of us to strip down," Keith decided. "Nobody who's right in the head would do something like that."
"Greggy?" Destiny asked as she stumbled around blind. The Bears gasped at what she was wearing, or rather, what she lacked: everything but her boots and the blindfold. "AH!" Keith gasped in disgust.
"My eyes!" Ethan cried out before covering his eyes.
"I feel sick," Dave groaned while holding in his puke
"Destiny Howowitz!" Paul complained as he turned his head away. "What the fuck are you doing like that?!"
"How should I know?" Destiny replied. "I can't see!"
"Oh, I forgot the blindfold!" Greg realized. "Here." He yanked the blindfold off of Destiny. "Finally," she breathed out. "Now why all the shouting for?" Paul quickly covered her with a large box. "Just get into the cabin," he told her. "Before we stab our eyes out with forks."
"We did it!" Lindsay exclaimed as she and Valerie stood inside the communal bathrooms. "We made it through the whole day! Are you ready? One...two...three!" The duo yanked off their wigs, scoring their teams another point. "I totally forgot how cute you are!" Lindsay gushed.
"Oh, my gosh," Valerie sarcastically replied, "You, too." Later, the teams were gathered by a pen. "Alright, gang," Chris told them, "We're in the ninth inning. Tyler, for your challenge, you need to get into pen for three minutes with these chickens." He opened a box, revealing some chickens. "You can do it, Tyler," Carly encouraged.
"Everyone else completed their challenge," Keith told him. "Don't start acting chicken!"
"I'm not sure we're getting anywhere with this," Chris noted as Tyler rocked back and forth inside the pen.
"But he's inside the pen with the chickens," Alejandro pointed out. "It must count."
"As we let the timer run out, Lightning, it's your turn." A moment later, Lightning was trying to scurry out of a dentist's chair. "Lightning, calm down," Dawn instructed. "The nice dentist isn't even here yet. You just need him to let him perform a check-up."
"Lightning don't need no check-up," Lightning protested. "My teeth are sha-perfect!"
"This is the last challenge," Courtney sternly told him. "Quit being such a girl! You have to do this or we're going to lose."
"Actually," Cameron corrected, "Even if he did complete his challenge, the Toxic Rats will still lose. You'll need at least six points to tie with the Gophers and Frogs, and you currently have four."
"Not necessarily," Chris informed them. "We still have two challenges left to do."
"Who?" Courtney thought. "It can't be me."
"It has to be you and Echo," Bryan told her. "You two are the only ones who haven't done a challenge yet."
"And there won't be any challenge," Echo argued. "Especially for me. I never stated any fears, and I should consider myself lucky I didn't."
"But you didn't have to," Dean smugly countered. "You forget that the camera's always watching you and your reactions!"
...
"NO!" Courtney cried out as Helen brought the gelatin over to her. "I mean, no thanks. I'm good."
"I just don't like green jelly, okay?" Courtney told the group.
...
"I guess I'm a sucker for romance and love," Bryan gushed.
"Kid, you okay?" Lacey asked Echo as she noticed the latter holding in her puke. "Any greener and you'll match Duncan's mohawk."
"I think what I ate isn't agreeing with me," Echo moaned. "Excuse me." She ran off and Bryan smirked a little when he heard Echo's puking.
...
"I knew it!" Lindsay declared. "Didn't I tell you guys they were eavesdropping?"
"It's still just one measly point," Echo nervously protested. "It's not gonna make a difference."
"Let's make this interesting, then," Chris decided. "I'll triple the team's score if you can complete it. Echo, you're first."
"Hers will be easier," Dean stated. "All she has to do...is kiss somebody."
"A kiss?" Carly thought. "That's easier than Keith's challenge."
"I know. Wonder who the lucky bachelor will be?"
"It's your lucky day, intern," Chris told Dean.
"What?!" Echo and Dean protested. "No!"
"It's just one kiss, Echo," Bryan informed her. "Surely you can try to handle something like that."
"I'll, uh, keep my eyes shut," Carly decided while covering her eyes with her hands. Dean gulped before turning to Echo. "Well?" he demanded. The two closed their eyes and puckered up for a kiss, but Echo started to gag, and she suddenly puked all over Dean's face. "Ew!" Carly gagged as she saw the vomit all over Dean. "Dean, are you okay?"
"Barfy goopy," Dean moaned.
"Oh, dear," Echo moaned. "My nerves must've gotten the better of me again." She noticed Carly twitching with anger. "Carly, you okay?"
"GO AWAY!" Carly shouted with fury, startling Echo. However, the heiress was yanked away by Dean. "Guess that just leaves Courtney," Chris shrugged. Chef stirred a large pool of green jelly as a long diving platform was set up above the pool, much to Courtney's horror. "You're afraid of jelly?" Scott teased.
"Shut up!" Courtney snapped back. "Only the green kind. It's like sugary, jiggly snot!"
"You can face your fear and dive straight into this pool of jelly," Chris informed her, "Or let your team lose yet another challenge." Courtney sighed as she walked over to the ladder. "This is insane," she told the group as she started climbing up. "I could seriously die doing this."
"Oh, that is just cruel," Valerie groaned. "It's probably warm by now. Warm, green jelly...snotty, bouncy..." She shuddered. "You're not going to make me quit!" Courtney declared.
"That's it," Duncan told her, "Keep climbing."
"She's just trying to psych you out," Bowie added. "Pay her no mind."
"And whatever you do," Lacey slyly warned, "Don't look down!" Courtney looked down at the pool of green jelly and trembled with fright. "Don't worry," Dawn assured her. "It's okay if you can't do it."
"But we'll lose if she quits!" Lightning protested. "You jump right now! Lightning says it!"
"I can't do it," Courtney whimpered. "I'm coming down." The Toxic Rats hung their heads in defeat, knowing that they had lost. "And there you have it," Chris announced after Courtney climbed down. "With a total of twelve points, the Confused Bears are our brave winners with the measly four-point Rats will be voting someone out...again!"
Confessional: Courtney (Toxic Rats)
"How could I be so weak? It's all Val's fault! She threw me off! And I WILL NOT go home tonight. I have a plan to get votes on my side and take out a better annoyance."
End Confessional
Sugar dipped into the pool of green jelly. "You're right, Valerie," she sighed. "It is warm!" She sunk in deeper. Back at the cabin later this evening, Courtney dragged off Scott and Duncan. "Listen to me," she ordered. "You two are going to vote for I say goes."
"Why should we?" Scott challenged. "You cost us the win."
"Because if you two refuse, I go and tell everyone about the secret kiss you two are holding back."
"Excuse me?" Duncan thought.
"No clue what you're talking about," Scott brushed off.
"Oh, really?" Courtney countered. "Then Lacey won't mind the details about you and Zoey's affair?"
"Shh, shh," Duncan warned. "Quiet. Well, just who were you thinking, Princess?"
"Lightning. He hardly helped today. Plus, he could be a problem later down the line. Make sure he's gone or it'll be your necks."
"So, uh, who are we gonna vote for?" Sam asked Bowie and Dawn.
"We must get rid of Courtney," Dawn advised. "I fear all hope is now lost for her."
"I'm thinking we gun for Geoff first," Bowie suggested. "With how determined to get rid of Scott, he will become a problem."
"But he seems nice," Sam thought.
"Sorry, Sam, but not every nice guy is going to win. One has to get the short end of the stick."
"I guess you're right."
"But it must be Courtney tonight," Dawn protested. "She'll bring disaster to our team!"
Confessional: Bowie (Toxic Rats)
"Ugh, something tells me voting will be a mess tonight. Sam agreed to boot Geoff, but Dawn's dead-set on Courtney. DJ decided on Scott while Harold's gunning for Duncan! Honestly, no clue what will happen tonight."
End Confessional
Later that night, the Toxic Rats were seated at the campfire ceremony. Harold, Sam, Austin, Geoff, DJ and Lightning were seated in the back row while Bowie, Dawn, Scott, Duncan and Courtney were seated in the front row. "You've all cast your votes," Chris began as he set down a plate of marshmallows. "One of you has spent their last night at camp. First marshmallow goes to...DJ."
"Yes!" DJ cheered as he caught his marshmallow.
"Harold, Dawn, Bowie, Austin and Sam, you're all safe with zero votes. Next marshmallow goes to Duncan, then Geoff, then Scott."
"Phew," Scott breathed out after catching his marshmallow. "Another close one."
"Looks like it's either Courtney or Lightning...hmm, which will it be?"
"Just announced Courtney as the loser already!" Austin barked out.
"No way!" Courtney protested. "Lightning's out!"
"Am not!" Lightning argued. "No one can strike down the Lightning! Sha-BAM!"
"Sha-shush for a moment," Chris instructed. "Now, this is interesting. Know why? We have a tie between Courtney and Lightning for most votes."
"What?" Dawn gasped. "A tie?"
"Bye-bye, Lightning," Courtney taunted with a wave. "According to the rule book, alphabetically, I stay!"
"No, no, no, no, no," Chris corrected. "The producers claim 'unfair bias' with that rule, so we are implementing a tiebreaker round. Since we're dealing with fear, that's what it'll be centered around."
"They already wimped out on their fears before," Bowie explained. "They're probably unwilling to do it again."
"Did I say their fears? Nope. For the tiebreaker, they'll face the eliminated campers' worst fears." Chris pulled up a monitor and passed Lightning and Courtney a remote with a button. "Here's how it's gonna work," Chris explained. "You will each use that button to select an eliminated camper from the screen, like so." The screen stopped on a picture of Wayne. "Hey, Wayne!" Lightning greeted with a wave. "What's up, bud?"
"Whoever you select will decide your fear challenge," Chris continued. "Whoever completes their challenge first stays in the game. Lightning, you get to pick first."
"Aw, yeah! Come on, lucky Wayne!" Lightning pressed the button and landed on Amy's picture. "A cheerleader!" he exclaimed. "Sha-score!"
"Amy's fear," Chris listed off, "'To be as ugly as Samey'. For your challenge, Lightning, you must dress exactly like Amy's twin sister."
"I have to wear that? Seriously?! The only place men wear skirts is in Scotland!"
"They're called kilts, Lightning," Bowie corrected. "Just suck up your pride for a second so you can stay."
"If that's what they have," Courtney confidently laughed, "I'll win in no time!" She pressed the button and landed on Anne-Maria's picture. "Ooh, nasty one," Chris listed off. "Anne-Maria's fear...'Bees and wasps'. For your challenge, Courtney, you must stand in a tank for one minute while wasps swarm you." Courtney walked inside the tank. "Campers ready?" Chris announced. "And...go!" The timer started on the tank as numerous wasps swarmed Courtney. "Ow!" she complained. "Ouch! Hey!" Meanwhile, Lightning nervously picked up the cheerleading outfit. "Lightning can't wear this!" he protested. "It's too girly!"
"It's just for a few seconds," Austin sternly told him. "Suck it up!"
"She's already at twenty seconds!" Bowie gasped. "Hurry!"
"Lightning got his pride to think of, too," Lightning argued.
"And lose against Courtney?" Dawn asked. "Can't you take pride as the last camper standing? Go, Lightning!" Lightning saw the timer at forty seconds and Courtney getting stung. "Yeah!" he rallied as he slipped the shirt on. "Lightning will not get taken down that easily!" He then put on the skirt. "Alright! All that's left is-"
"Time is up!" Chris suddenly announced as the timer reached one minute. "Courtney has stayed in the tank! She wins the tiebreaker!"
"Yes!" Courtney cheered. "In your face, Lightning!"
"Lightning, Boat of Losers. You're done."
"No way!" Lightning protested. "This challenge was rigged! Timer must've went fast!"
"I'm sorry this happened," Bowie sighed. "Can you say hi to Raj and Wayne for us?"
"We'll miss you," Dawn told him. Lightning walked to the dock with a defeated look. "Looks like a new pecking order has been established," Chris noted.
"It's not like he can cry...fowl," Duncan teased.
"Time for Lightning to fly the coop," Geoff said.
"He won't be flying high tonight!" Courtney exclaimed.
"Okay, that's enough," Scott scolded.
Confessional: Scott (Toxic Rats)
"This is probably the first time I felt bad after a vote. But I had no other choice! If anyone found out I, by complete accident, caused the kiss between Duncan and Zoey, I was sure to get the boot!"
End Confessional
Lightning walked onto the Boat of Losers as it drove off. He then noticed all the chickens on the boat. "Hey!" he scolded as he pushed the birds away. "Lightning ain't no chicken! I'm the best player there was! I...I..." He started to sob as the boat drove off. "I'm a loser! WHY?!"
Votes:
Voted for Lightning: Courtney, Duncan, Scott
Voted for Courtney: Austin, Lightning, Dawn
Voted for Geoff: Bowie, Sam
Voted for Scott: Geoff, DJ
Voted for Duncan: Harold
Eliminated: Lightning (3-3-2-2-1, Lost tiebreaker with Courtney)
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)
72) Ripper (Frogs of Death)
71) Chase (Screaming Gophers)
70) Emma (Toxic Rats)
69) Izzy (Screaming Gophers)
68) Cody (Screaming Gophers)
67) Beth (Screaming Gophers)
66) Rose (Screaming Gophers)
65) Ezekiel (Confused Bears)
64) Anthony (Toxic Rats)
63) Luna (Toxic Rats)
62/61) Brick (Frogs of Death)/Melody (Confused Bears)
60) Max (Screaming Gophers)
59) Rodney (Confused Bears)
58) Sarah (Screaming Gophers)
57) Bridgette (Toxic Rats)
56) Lucas (Screaming Gophers)
55) Samey (Frogs of Death)
54/53) Shane (Frogs of Death)/Ella (Confused Bears)
52) Anne-Maria (Frogs of Death)
51/50) Topher (Frogs of Death)/Blainley (Confused Bears)
49) Julia (Toxic Rats)
48) Priya (Confused Bears)
47) Lightning (Toxic Rats)
Episode 48, everybody! So, I knew once Julia was cut, Lightning would also be quick to go. And how he was cut was quite a nail biter! Losing TD's first tiebreaker to Courtney after she made Duncan and Scott vote for him...pretty heavy stuff going forward.
So quite a few new developments here, such as Carly's connections with Dean and Echo, Paul and Ethan, Greg and Destiny, Helen and Nikki, Scarlett and Cameron...honestly, more than I can count.
Next episode will have the campers slip on their dancing shoes as they get ready for Wawanakwa's first-ever prom night! Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.