Where it all began (english version) Chapter 70: Sweden sour, a total drama series fanfic

Sweden Sour

POV. Third person

Chris begins to narrate, "Last time on Total Drama World Tour. There was a lot of hate between the competitors," Bridgette is seen ignoring Tyler, Courtney angry at Gwen, Gwen and Bridgette fighting, Cody upset with Duncan, and Heather upset with Cody, "so as a good host that I am I organized a reconciliation sightseeing trip for them. Emu horseback riding, a two-day ride on the dangerous Australian plain, team bungee jumping, and even a therapeutic sheep shearing session. Even so, despite all my efforts, the rancor and competitiveness were stronger. Bridgette took the victory for her team and the Prairie Dogs whose socialization was based on suspicious looks and distrust, had to send someone home. Unfortunately for Noah he was chosen by Alejandro and betrayed by Duncan at the last second, which marked the end of the know-it-all in this competition. But he did not leave without first cursing his old companions. Let's see how that ends," Chris is in the cockpit with Chef, "Can Duncan and Alejandro survive without their other pet? Will Courtney get revenge on Gwen and Duncan? Will Duncan get revenge on Cody for the kangaroo? Will Gwen do it to...? Can you guess who? Duncan! Will Heather break down and lock herself in the bathroom with Cody to make... stuff?", Chef looked at him strangely, "What? We all want to see that happen."

"The bets say they'll do it in your hot tub," the cook said sadistically.

Chris grimaced, "You know what? Never mind. All this and more! In another cold and Nordic episode of Total... Drama... World Touuuuuur~!".

-0-

Bridgette and Courtney were in the common area eating porridge for breakfast. The CIT did not want to have breakfast with the rest of her team and the surfer hoped to have better luck talking to her other friend than with the goth.

Until now, Courtney hadn't cried or screamed or sculpted Gwen or Duncan with her oatmeal and then smashed it with her fist, so things were going well for now.

Bridgette smiled understandingly, "I'm very happy to see that you're already better... you're better, right?" she asked unsurely.

Courtney stirred her oatmeal with a poker face, "yes, I'm much better now, I'm sorry I worried you, I've decided to forget about the Gwen and Duncan thing."

Bridgette breathed a sigh of relief, "oh~ you have no idea how rewarding it is to hear that, I thought-".

"Yes, do you know why? I'm a winner, and I'm not going to get down on my knees and regret it."

"Huh?"

"I win, and that's exactly what I'm going to do."

"Courtney-".

"I'm going to win this competition, the million dollars, the fame, the recognition, and then! I'll rub it all in Duncan's dirty face, so he realizes as to who he has given up to, until he's the one begging me to come back!"

"WHAT?!"

"And then when we get back together! I'm going to rub that on that ugly, pale face of that big-ass gothic bitch!"

"This is not being better at all!"

"BECAUSE COURTNEY IS A WINNER AND SHE ALWAYS GETS THE WIN!"

Confessional.

Courtney

"After crying, screaming, and getting angry for two nights in a row, I finally came to a conclusion. I am the best thing Duncan will ever have, I am determined, strong, determined, very pragmatic and above all I am a winner. That pale and pessimistic goth has nothing on me. And when I win this competition there will be no doubt about that."

End of confessional.

Bridgette looked anguished behind Courtney.

The CIT turned around to see Gwen standing there like a fish out of water with a bowl of oatmeal in her hands.

"Ah... I'm glad you don't want to kill me anymore?" she said uncomfortably.

Courtney snorted and swirled the oatmeal on her plate again, "What do you want?"

Bridgette shook her head towards the goth knowing what she was about to attempt.

But the goth nodded, confirming that she was going to go ahead.

Duncan went into the common area, was going to get something to eat but then he realized that Gwen and Courtney were there too.

The criminal smiled, 'perfect, an opportunity to continue with the plan of that scoundrel Alejandro'.

Gwen inhaled deeply, "Courtney, I want to-."

"Hello pasty," Duncan wrapped Gwen around Gwen's waist and greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

Courtney stopped waving her spoon.

Bridgette opened her eyes in concern as the CIT bent the spoon into a ball just by clenching her fist.

"Duncan," Gwen said surprised, 'of all the moments to appear,' "hello ah... I was in the middle of something right now."

"Come on, it can't be more important than your boyfriend, can it?" he said in an affectionately exaggerated way. Gwen began to blush slightly when she felt him rub her belly.

"Ah... I really, there's something I need to do now," Gwen tried to say.

"Hey, come to think of it, you haven't paid me for the emu thing yet, remember? I told you it wasn't free," the offender said as he lightly grabbed Gwen's chin and pulled her closer for a tongue kiss.

*SPLASH*

Everyone in the place looked on in surprise as now Courtney's bowl of oatmeal was on top of Duncan's head spilling all the oatmeal on his face.

"...", the delinquent tasted with his tongue the white paste that dripped near his mouth, "it's okay... I didn't imagine you had a backbone after all, Malibu."

Gwen and Courtney looked at the surfer in surprise, who had taken Courtney's bowl of oatmeal and flipped it over on Duncan's head.

"Oh God! I'm so sorry!" she said immediately regretfully, "no, wait, I'm not sorry, how can you act like that? Just because you and Courtney broke up doesn't give you the right to be a huge jerk and screw her up by flirting with Gwen in front of her, especially knowing that she loved you."

Gwen also looked at the criminal. Courtney looked at the table regretfully.

Duncan took the bowl off his head, "ok, first of all, the chef did show off with this oatmeal," he said as he dipped his finger into the paste and put it in his mouth, "and second... We're on a damn plane, and this is literally the common area. If I can't meet my girlfriend here to kiss her, then where should I do it?" he asked sarcastically.

"That's not ... you can't... I don't... Agh!", Bridgette threw a tantrum when she couldn't fight his ridiculous logic, "you're a cretin, you know? I can't believe Geoff considers you a friend."

"And I can't believe he's dating someone who kisses Latinos behind his back," Duncan responded. Bridgette's eyes widened, Gwen and Courtney immediately looked at the surfer, "yeah, you heard me Malibu, I know what you did with Alejandro in the Yukon. I guess one wasn't enough if you were really willing to go for more, right?"

"That's not-!" she tried to clarify.

"Wait, you kissed Alejandro?!" asked Gwen annoyed, "this is amazing, I can't believe you tried to judge me and criticized my decision to date Duncan when you were playing with Alejandro under Geoff's nose.

"Bad, very bad Malibu," Duncan said, shaking his head.

"No, Gwen, you don't understand, he-."

"I can't believe I agree with her," Courtney said with a standing position.

"Courtney?" said Bridgette distressed.

"Do you have any idea how hard Geoff went so hard for you?" the CIT asked annoyed, "the only reason he got this far, why he won the competition, was so as not to disappoint you," she said with a betrayed expression, "when we punished him in the Aftermath he showed how much he loves you, I can't believe you went for the first handsome rookie you found along the way." she scolded her, "and to think that I was saddened when you were expelled on the island."

"Technically it was thanks to me that he won the competition but it doesn't matter," Duncan whispered to himself boredly.

"I can't imagine how he must feel right now, after seeing how you betrayed him right under his nose," Courtney said.

Something inside Bridgette that she had been hiding deep inside broke down, the surfer was on the verge of tears, totally hurt by her friend's words.

Neither Gwen nor Courtney let her defend herself, why would they? Both of them had been consumed in their own rage and guilt and now they had the perfect opportunity to vent and stop being the center of attention, so they were subconsciously not going to let it go.

Behind the door of the hallway, Alejandro listened to everything with a malevolent smile.

Confessional.

Alejandro

"Who would have imagined that a casual conversation with Duncan about how soft Bridgette's lips were would end like this? I didn't see it coming," he said sarcastically.

End of confessional.

"Argh, I'm leaving here, I'm tired of everyone judging me unfairly," Gwen said.

"Now you're talking," Duncan said as he wrapped his arm around her neck.

But the goth pulled his arm away and walked away, "I'm going alone... I need time to cool my head," she said irritated.

Duncan looked at her in surprise, then sighed in disappointment.

Confessional.

Duncan

"Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut."

End of confessional.

"I'm leaving too, and get ready Bridgette, because you're going to fall too," Courtney threatened her, surprising the surfer.

The freckled woman was going to leave but then she realized that the only place to go was back to economy class... right where Gwen had gone.

"Agh," the CIT sighed angrily and left anyway.

Bridgette sighed sadly and began her way back to first class.

"Well... This oatmeal is not going to end by itself," said the delinquent recovering his good humor.

He sat down at the table and ate.

-0-

First-class...

Bridgette entered first class and was greeted by Tyler, "oh, it's good that you came back. I saved you a slice of pepperoni pizza, and this time I made sure it was meat-free," he said as he offered her the full slice of pepperoni.

The surfer simply ignored him and walked along, then collapsed on her face on the couch.

"Oh come on, now you're going to pretend I don't exist?" the athlete complained thinking that he was the reason for Bridgette's behavior.

Confessional.

Bridgette

"That son of a b*BEEP*, I can't believe he told Duncan about the kiss, now my two friends are against me ¿What I'm going to do now?" She asked desperately.

End of confessional.

-0-

Economy class...

"Hiss".

Heather looked uneasily at the lizard clinging to her leg, "cute... lizard, agh, why do plagues always stick to me?" she complained, "Cody tell him something," she complained to her boyfriend.

Cody was staring at the empty space on the other side of the booth.

"I can't believe Noah is gone," the geek said, it was a given that the know-it-all would be gone once the prairie dogs lost again. But the bookworm thought he might be able to convince Duncan to help him. It was a gamble, and sadly he lost, 'I wonder if he will try to come back with the Aftermath challenge,' he thought, though there was also the question of whether Blaineley would get into the game or not. As far as he knows things can happen differently, if the blonde host came who knows how the game would develop from there, maybe if Lindsay or Izzy returned Heather would be calm again, 'come to think of it, if someone comes back in the Aftermath, there will be odd numbers for Niagara Falls... that means this can be an elimination challenge, Chris said there was nothing set and there was already an elimination in Greece,' he thought worriedly.

"Noah was smart, but against Alejandro and Duncan? Pfff, please, he should have been smarter and sent Alejandro off when he had the chance," Heather said.

Cody approached her and stroked RRRaúl's chin, the lizard purred and detached himself from Heather when the geek held him, "you really don't like Alejandro, do you?"

The queen bee scratched her scratched leg, "How did you do that?"

Cody smiled, "it works with her," he pointed behind him. Dennis was lying on the bench melting after the caresses.

Heather frowned, "I don't hate him, I despise him like you can't imagine," she said venomously, "more than I ever hated anyone in my life. The fact that he looks like a male version of me and thinks he's so much better that I, it pushes all my buttons the wrong way. As if to say that it is better being me than me."

'What a tongue twister, but you also used to say how much you hated him, and we all know that wasn't the case... however, after living with this Heather for a while...', it seemed that he was genuine, something very rare about her, there were no flushed cheeks, nervous tic, suspicious behavior, she hadn't even gotten up to go get him in case he was doing something suspicious, it really seemed that Heather didn't want to be around her male counterpart, "And you don't even remotely think he's charming? Every girl and Owen seem to believe it, 'Wouldn't it be funny if she said she prefers girls now?', he thought humorously.

"If I'm completely honest, I think I prefer girls."

Cody almost chokes up hearing her say exactly what he had thought, 'well, if suddenly someone tells me that I can read minds too, I won't take them for crazy.'

"Lindsay and even Izzy are a thousand times more attractive and sexy than that scoundrel, much nicer to have around and so much more appetizing to look at, with those cute legs, those plump breasts, those sexy thighs, those bubbly butts, the nice smell of their hair, those luscious full lips," Heather began to ramble on inadvertently. Her eyes clouded a little and she bit her lip as she spoke, imagining some more than a little spicy scenarios I guess.

'And there's the unconscious rambling that she used to reserve for Alejandro. It seems that Lindsay and Izzy took the Spaniard's place inside the perverted mind of the queen bee.I never imagined that I would live in a reality where Heather openly says how much she likes women, or what she likes for that matter. I mean, yeah, I imagined her doing it with another girl without any problems, she seems like the type of person who would do it if she felt like it. But to go as far as a romance or a relationship, that doesn't sound so Heather', "I agree that they are both quite nice, although Izzy is quite intense at times," she said, recalling the things that happened to Owen because of her carelessness. Although there was something still going around in Cody's head, and he decided to express it, "... hey... you're probably going to get mad for asking this, but what reason could you have for wanting to date me? From the looks of it, you'd be more than fine dating only girls."

"..."

"You're right."

"...In what?"

"That you were going to make me mad," she said with a frown.

Cody swallowed, RRRaúl decided to go explore elsewhere.

The queen bee sighed, she had already burned most of her anger at this point. In addition, she was going to get wrinkles if she continued to frown, "you don't really remember anything, do you?" she said resignedly. She was finally starting to accept that Cody was gone, "the fact that you don't understand tells me everything."

"... understand what?"

She looked at him with a poker face, "it's because of Izzy and Lindsay that I accepted that I like women... and a lot... but... It was because of you that I agreed to love those two airheads in the first place."

"For me? How exactly does that relate?" said the confused geek.

"Izzy wanted you and me to be boyfriend and girlfriend," she said bluntly, "before and even after she had already taken you. She didn't mind sharing... In fact, she definitely wanted to share," she said with a trembling eye, "otherwise she wouldn't have been so insistent in extending me an invitation to be a part of her relationship. And then there's Lindsay, she wanted us to be friends again at all costs, but it turned out that by chance she had fallen in love with you too. And in her mind, the logical way to handle it was for the two of us to go out with you together, and voila, friends again and also lovers, two birds with one stone, that's perfectly practical, isn't it?" she said sarcastically, "so yes, and if you think about it, the fact that those two put their heads together to corner me against the wall and that I agreed to be your lover, it is entirely your fault, for perverting their naïve minds."

"I don't know exactly what to say about it, but if it sounds like that was the case," Cody said embarrassedly, the idea that those two formerly innocent were as sassy and perverted as he'd seen them on the tapes was certainly his fault, especially knowing how they were actually supposed to be at this point in their lives. "but... Why did you accept?" asked Cody interestedly.

Heather frowned, "I made a silly bet with Lindsay, if I lost, I would cave in to her demands, that's all," she said looking away.

Now, that's suspicious behavior, "But why did you say yes to her bet?"

Heather was starting to get angry, "because Lindsay wasn't going to leave me alone until I accepted her nonsense and a bet was the only thing I could think of to shut her up, okay?"

"That doesn't sound like you, you could have refused and that's it."

"What do you know, you weren't there, you don't know how it happened," she said defensively.

"Heather... I have the slight impression that you didn't want to say no to her."

"..."

"Why?"

She looked around making sure they were alone, "... I had never felt so many different emotions towards a single person... it was already difficult for me to feel anything for any person period," she said considering her old thinking, "... You made me question everything I took for granted. Me, the people, the friendships, the love, the expectations, the reputation, and receiving attention... In general, I still don't care about most people and their feelings, but with you... is... different," she said blushing.

"..."

"That's why I fell in love with you and why I hate you so much at the same time," she said sincerely, "you ruined the ideal image I had of myself and my perspective of superiority over others, which I had so carefully built and of which I was very proud," she said with slight rancor. "... but in the end... They were no different from a beautiful, beautiful golden cage that was beginning to imprison me more and more. Slowly and without realizing it," she said reflectively.

"Heather...".

"Yes, I was very cheesy, but that's how it felt for me. You changed my world, alright?... although I still haven't finished deciding if it was for good or bad," she laughed humorlessly.

"I had no idea," the geek said guiltily. He wasn't the Cody who did all that for Heather, he barely understood the girl.

"Oh, a little heads-up," Cody looked at her again, "if you ever tell anyone that I said any of this, I'm going to castrate you, got it?" she said with a sweet smile, "with a pair of scissors~," she said wiggling her fingers.

Cody closed his legs automatically, "Feelings? Who spoke of feelings? I only see a cold and emotionless bitch," he said nervously.

The queen bee grabbed him by the chin surprising him, and looked at him with a lustful look "good boy~", then surprised him with a kiss on the lips, "mmm~", Heather's tongue slid down the lips of the stunned geek and got into his mouth without permission, taking his tongue and intertwining them together while they exchanged saliva.

Cody was invaded by the smell and taste of Heather, which was more than pleasant, probably because of her perfume and fruity lipstick. Her lips and tongue were very soft. Cody slowly relented, letting her take control of everything until she was satisfied.

They were like this for a few minutes, until they needed to breathe.

"Moo~," Heather moved away from him leaving a slight bridge of saliva between their lips. Cody watched as she licked the remains of saliva from her swollen lips seductively, "ah~... I needed that~," she said softly.

Now she looked much more relaxed.

"Wow...", Cody was speechless, he didn't expect her to do that, although Heather is supposed to be his girlfriend and this shouldn't be so weird, for the amnesiac boy it wasn't easy to process when he got seductive out of nowhere. At least she smelled and tasted good.

The geek couldn't help but look at her top remembering the photo of her bare breasts, everyone knows that Heather doesn't wear a bra because of the design of her top. Which makes looking at her breasts even over clothes very tempting and leaves a lot to the imagination. Cody could swear he saw tiny bumps peeking out of the fabric from the previous make-out session, which made him swallow audibly.

He may not have had romantic feelings for her, but Heather was still a highly desirable woman physically. If you can deal with her temper, of course.

'How strange, I expected there to be at least a small glimmer of something... but nothing,' Cody shrugged, not like he knows what things are going to jog his memory.

Before anyone could say anything, Gwen stomped into the booth. She walked to the back corner and sat on the edge of the bench facing the wall.

A second later Courtney arrived and did the same at the other end of the bench.

Heather raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with you two?"

"I don't want to talk about it," they said at the same time, "ARGH!", and they grunted because of it.

"Great, they're already angry again, they have to learn to relax," said the queen bee.

Cody looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Attention passengers...", said Chris's voice.

*Slip*

"WOAHHHHHHHHHHHH!", everyone screamed when the entire plane touched down (or in this case ice) and began to slide stirring everything inside the cabins.

*CRASHING*

After a strong blow the plane stopped and everyone was scattered on the ground.

"We've arrived at our destination, hahahahahahahaha," Chris scoffed when everyone complained about the busy landing, "everyone please see me outside the plane, it's time for your next challenge."

-0-

The contestants left the plane to meet with the host. However, none of them expected to find themselves in the middle of a frozen lake surrounded by an icy and inhospitable wasteland covered in ice.

Similar to when they arrived in the Yukon, they were all shivering with cold.

Everyone except Cody, who was quite intrigued, 'What's going on? I remember this place was colder than this,' he thought as he felt nothing in the cold. He looked at the others as they shivered, 'Are they cold?'

He was quite surprised when Heather's arms wrapped around him from behind, "ahhh~...", the queen bee sighed in relief as she hugged her body to the geek's back.

"At least someone is lucky," Courtney remarked as she trembled with envy.

"Hey pasty, let me warm you up," Duncan said as he wrapped Gwen in a similar fashion.

"T-Thank you, but you're not better than m-me," the goth replied.

Duncan shot Courtney a hateful look. But she rolled her eyes and looked away, which actually annoyed the criminal.

Confessional.

Duncan

"Oh, has she suddenly forgotten about me as if nothing happened? Yeah, of course, she is still dying for me, I know, I am that desirable," he said arrogantly.

End of confessional.

"It's as cold here as it is in the Yukon," Tyler said.

"Yes, the Yukon, that must bring back memories, right, Bridgette?" said Courtney as she looked at the surfer, causing her to cringe with guilt.

Confessional.

Bridgette

"I had finally been able to put the Geoff stuff aside and this happens."

Cody

"Oh... this is not good," he said worriedly.

End of confessional.

Cody watched as Courtney and Gwen looked at the last blonde in the competition with spiteful looks. Immediately his eyes moved to Alejandro, who was only shivering with cold, apparently indifferent to the fight.

'Oh, that fucker, he's diverting attention from himself again,' he thought angrily. Now that I was aware that Alejandro was bad, it was easy to see where he was pulling the strings. It was unsettling to know that almost every conflict had its mark somewhere, the man was worse than he remembered.

Now that Courtney and Gwen have learned what the surfer did in the Yukon, they will put her in their sights. The geek needed to fix this situation somehow.

Chris and a Chef dressed for the cold approached them, "Welcome to Sveden!" said the host.

"Where are those jackets you ordered for us in the Yukon?" asked Heather.

"Um, I worked pretty hard on that accent. It would've been nice if somebody commented," Chris said.

"We're freezing to death," Courtney complained.

"Agh, ungrateful," said the host as he went to do a verification.

"Alright team, I don't expect anything less than 120%, today we are going to win the competition," Courtney said while looking at Duncan with daggers.

Heather let go of Cody and stood in front of Courtney in alpha dominant female mode, "Excuse me? How long have we been following your orders? You're not the leader of this team."

"If you want to win then I suggest you listen to me, I have a plan," she told her defiantly.

"Plan? Do you even know what the challenge is about?" asked Gwen.

"First you stab me in the back, and now you question my ideas? Do you think you can do better?" the CIT shouted angrily.

Gwen frowned, "You know something, yes, yes I can. I'm fed up, I've been trying to apologize to you for almost two weeks, but all you do is scream, get angry, and think about yourself," Gwen said tiredly, "I tried to be a good friend and it didn't work, no matter what I do, you don't want to forgive me."

"You stole my boyfriend! You pretended to be my friend!" shouted Courtney.

"Girls-".

"Don't get involved in this!" they both shouted at Bridgette, making her recoil and shrink.

"I didn't pretend to be your friend! And it wasn't my intention to fall in love with Duncan, it just happened!" shouted Gwen in despair.

"Then keep him and use him as you please! Choke on his *BIP* and stick it right up your *BIP* until it releases all his dirty *BIP* inside you!"

"Well, you know what?! Maybe it will! No! I'm going to do it! Duncan and I will do it as soon as this challenge is over!"

"..."

*SUPER AWKWARD SILENCE*

Cody. exe has stopped working...

Courtney. exe has stopped working...

Bridgette. exe has stopped working...

Alejandro. exe is incredulous...

Heather. exe feels very disgusted...

Chef. exe wants to change his vocation...

Chris. exe is smiling like crazy...

Tyler. exe still doesn't work, please discard and replace with new model...

Duncan. exe is happy because today he's scoring...

"Well... I was going to tell you that the coats would take a little longer to arrive, but I don't think it matters, things just got really hot hahahahahahaha," Chris said sadistically.

Confessional.

Duncan

"WOO HOO! OH, YEAH! Duncan will have action tonight!" he said excitedly.

Cody

He was hyperventilating in a vomit bag, "G-Gwen... and Duncan... Ogh, yuck!" he said, totally disgusted with the idea.

Courtney

She was rubbing her knuckles against her temples, "Why the fuck did I say that, why the fuck did I say that, why the fuck, why-?"

Gwen

"- Shit I said that, why the fuck did I say that, why the fuck did I say that? Ogh! That's not how I wanted to have my first time! Yes, you heard me right weirdos from the audience, I said what you can imagine! And if you don't know what I'm talking about, it's a sexual thing, kids; if you don't know what it means, ask your parents! Now this is their problem too!" said the goth annoyed and wanting to make the world burn.

The day the episode aired, there were many parents upset because their children asked them: "What first time was the big-ass goth on television talking about?"

End of confessional.

-0-

After Gwen's statement left a bitter taste in everyone's mouth, Chris gathered the competitors on a hill.

In front of them on the frozen lake were three piles of pieces, such as wood, boards, large sheets of cloth, nails, nuts, and large tools.

"Before you is a mysterious pile of Ibuilda tools and pieces. Your first challenge is to use Allen keys, wooden sledgehammers, and your wits to turn your piles into… whatever they're supposed to be when properly assembled," the host said.

Duncan and Al exchanged a knowing look, Tyler felt confident, Bridgette was depressed, Cody was uneasy and still shocked by what Gwen said, Heather looked at Courtney defiantly and she stared back at her.

"Sadly, the assembly instructions were accidentally shredded when they were put through a shredder. Anywho, first team to correctly assemble their whatchahoosit will earn a big advantage in part two of the challenge. So... go!"

...

The three teams headed to their piles to begin work.

"We should lay out the pieces and try to-," Courtney tried to suggest.

"That's a waste of time," Heather said, "I say let's see what fits where and go from there," put two pieces together and try to assemble them together.

"Wait, you don't even know we're building," Courtney said as she tried to remove the pieces.

"This is mine, let it go!" complained Heather.

"No! You let it go! Ah!" said Courtney as she pulled the piece.

"You're not my boss!" Heather shouted stubbornly.

Alejandro drew Duncan's attention to the scene. The criminal smiled.

"Catfight, great, don't you think so Bridge?" asked Tyler to the surfer.

*Sigh*

But Bridgette was not in the mood for catfights, she just sighed sitting on top of some woods.

Confessional.

Tyler

"This is bad, we won the previous challenge thanks to Bridgette but now she doesn't feel like doing anything... wait, that means it's up to me to lead us to victory!" he said excitedly.

End of confessional.

Cody shook his head at the childish behavior of the two Wild Cats, they were just as he remembered them.

He opened his mouth to try to interfere.

*Sigh*

But then he realized that the team's resident goth was sitting alone, lost in thought as she stared into nothingness.

The geek frowned. He took one last look at the fighting pair and walked over to the goth, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for the talk he'd been waiting for so long.

"Hi Gwen, is everything okay?" asked Cody.

"Define well," she said.

"...," Cody looked both ways, "Are you in the mood to compete?... or at least exist?"

Gwen sighed, "... you're here because of what I said a while ago, right?"

Cody shuddered, "I just thought you looked discouraged... but if you want to talk about it..."

Gwen thought about it, she didn't want to talk about it because it was so awkward. But of all those who remained, Cody was one of the few who was easy to talk to. The other was Bridgette, but this time she was part of the problem.

"Okay, I'll tell you what the problem is," the goth resigned.

...

Alejandro was looking at the pieces trying to figure out what they were supposed to build, Butchie was standing guard at the pile of wood, Duncan approached them while watching Heather and Courtney's fight.

"Hey dude, what do you think of that?" I point out.

Alejandro turned to look at the girls' fight and smiled pleased, "that looks very promising my friend."

"And for you to say it, ah~... we used to fight like that, you know? It usually ended up with a kick in the kiwis from her," Duncan said nostalgically.

The Spaniard raised an eyebrow at Duncan's subtle and weird old nostalgia, "well... if this continues, I guarantee that when the Gatitas lose today's challenge, Courtney will be a thorn in your side."

Duncan widened his eyes, "What? Ah! Sure, the plan, to make her angry so she gets kicked out, right," he said as he watched Courtney pull Heather's hair.

Alejandro was curious about the criminal's behavior, but as long as he followed the plan, it wasn't his problem.

Confessional.

Duncan

"What? Did you think I was just trying to make Courtney jealous? Pfff, yeah sure, it's all part of the plan, yep, part of the plan to get... Courtney out of the way... then she... will leave... and she will not be here anymore... getting in the way...", he said as he began to fade.

End of confessional.

...

RRRaúl bit a piece of wood trying to eat it. Tyler lifted the wood and the lizard was left hanging from it. The athlete already had a lot of stuff on him, and Kevin was standing on top of the pile.

"Okay, what are we supposed to build?" he said as he walked with all the things, "I KNOW!", the lizard and the seagull looked at him, "if Chris gave us boards and tools, then it must be something out of wood!"

Kevin rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Come on Bridgette, help me build," he asked the depressed surfer.

*Sigh*

But she couldn't motivate herself, she just looked at her reflection in the ice.

"Well, I guess it's all still up to me," Tyler said.

As he walked a fin got in his way.

*Trip*

"AHHH!"

*Fall, boom*

Tyler fell and all the things he was carrying flew through the sky and collapsed to the ground. Kevin flew away and RRRaúl was left clinging to the woodwork when he fell.

*Blow*

A rather heavy hammer hit the ice hard.

"How strange? What did I stumble over?" said Tyler as he stood up.

The baby seal peeked out from behind some wood and smiled sadistically at the unsuspecting sportsman, then slid away across the ice.

"Great now I'll have to put it all together again," he said as he kicked a board. It glided smoothly across the ice. Seeing this, something lit up inside Tyler's head, "I know we must build!" he said as he picked up the hammer and some boards.

*Crack*

The athlete did not realize that a crack opened in the ice where the hammer had fallen.

...

Duncan and Alejandro saw the athlete take some boards and start building.

"Do you think he really figured it out?" Duncan asked Al.

*Blow*

"OUCH! MY FINGER!"

"I really doubt it," said Alejandro, "let's see, Sweden... wood...", he raised something that looked like a shield. Then his eyes widened, "I've got it! I know what we really have to build!"

"Seriously?" asked Duncan.

"We need some privacy," Al said, "take those tarps."

The criminal and the Spaniard put a huge tarp between them and the other two teams to hide their work.

...

This did not go unnoticed by Heather.

"What are you doing?", the queen bee was disheveled and one of the straps of her top was broken.

"Obviously they've figured out what you need to build, which we would have done by now if you guys helped me break the pieces apart," Courtney complained, she had scratches on her face and her sweater was ripped in several places.

"You better not start over!" said Heather as she tried to use a hammer to put several pieces of wood together. But when she gave the first hammer blow, the structure collapsed, "UHHHHH! DAMN IT!"

...

"Bridgette and I had a talk about... well, you know. She didn't think it was a good idea for me to date Duncan right now. I may have been a little angry about it," said the goth scratching the back of her neck.

"Is that why she's like this?" asked Cody, pointing to a depressed Bridgette with Kevin sitting on her head.

Gwen frowned and clenched her fist, "no, that's what I found out later, it turns out that Bridgette, the one who criticized me for kissing Duncan, had kissed Alejandro in the Yukon."

"WHAT?!" said Cody faking surprise.

"YEAH, can you believe it? And she was even going to kiss him a second time. And she dared to judge me, I thought she was my friend, but she is a complete hypocrite," she said angrily.

Cody frowned, "Are you sure that's the case?", he knew that Bridgette had kissed Alejandro in the Yukon and everyone who heard the rumor at the time thought that the surfer was to blame. But now that he knows that Alejandro is evil, the story changes completely.

"What do you mean?" asked Gwen.

"Was it Bridgette who told you this?"

"No, it was Duncan and Alejandro told him."

"And doesn't that seem suspicious to you? How do you know that what Duncan told you or what Al told him was true?"

Gwen frowned angrily, "Are you implying that Duncan lied to me? He wouldn't do that, least of all me, or Alejandro? The guy has been a nice guy with everyone so far, what would he gain by chasing a girl with a boyfriend?"

"What if they're both working together?" the geek suggested, "What if Al is just pretending?"

Gwen only got angrier. She didn't even pay attention to the matter of Alejandro, "I think I would know if my boyfriend is in an alliance, he wouldn't hide that kind of information from me," she said angrily.

"You're not going to want to hear this from me Gwen, but Duncan is just thinking about himself, he doesn't care about anyone else," Cody said.

Gwen stood up betrayed, "Why is everyone always going against us?!"

"What? Gwen, I haven't gone against you," Cody said.

"Everyone keeps saying that I shouldn't be with him, that it's not good for me, none of you have tried to support me, it's the same as going against me. Duncan is the only one who understands me."

"None of that is true," Cody said frustrated, "I support you, I'm your friend."

"Well, you're not behaving like one right now," Gwen said, crossing her arms and turning her back to him.

Cody frowned, he wanted to scream from helplessness but that wouldn't help anyone, he needed to be the mature one in the conversation, because clearly Gwen wasn't going to give in.

"Well, do you want me to try it? So I will, but if I do, then you'll ask Duncan yourself if he's hiding something from you," the geek said.

Gwen glanced at him sideways, "Are you serious?"

"Very serious," Cody said.

"... if we lose... I want us to vote for Courtney."

"..."

"With her constant fights with Heather it's clear that she wants her out of here, I did everything to try to apologize, but she refused to listen to me. If I want her to forgive me, it has to be after she calms down, I think the time out could help her," said the goth regretfully. For some reason she didn't understand, Gwen felt bad every time the CIT looked at her with hatred or refused to listen to her. She tried to ignore it, but each time the feeling of guilt became heavier and heavier. That's why she wanted to make up with her, the idea of being fighting bothered her a lot for some reason and she hoped that if Courtney became her friend again and got over Duncan once and for all, then maybe the feeling would go away. But she had run out of ideas.

Cody nodded, "Okay... I'll vote for Courtney, but when you find out what Duncan is hiding-."

"If he hides something," said the goth with half-closed eyes.

"Then you'll talk to Bridgette," he said looking at the surfer, "... if they do not eliminate hrt in this challenge," he said with concern.

"... well, we have a deal," Gwen said.

Although they reached an agreement, there was a noticeable tension in the goth when the geek walked away from her. I had a feeling that I was about to lose another friend.

...

"Bridgette! I need your help! I can't do this alone! Get up and help me! Or we'll lose!" shouted Tyler in despair. Somehow he had nailed the sleeve of his red shawl to the wood he was hammering, getting trapped.

"What's the point of staying in the game?" said Bridgette, "if we lose just expel me like you did with Lindsay," she said spitefully, "Geoff is probably going to yell at me a lot when he sees me, but at least I'll be able to see him again, and Lindsay... if she wants to remain my friend after finding out what I did," she said regretfully.

Tyler was confused, he and Heather were the only ones who weren't aware of what Alejandro did, "How many more times are you going to reprimand me for Lindsay?"

"You voted for her!" shouted Bridgette standing up and showing anger for the first time since Gwen, "she left because of you and then you tried to eliminate me."

"I owed Al a favor, and I always keep my word, I can't betray my principles."

"But you betrayed Lindsay, and through it all she was always your friend."

"I know and that's why I voted for her!"

"..."

Tyler looked down, "... I tried to be just her friend... but I couldn't... just being close to her, her smell, her beauty, her kindness... her radiant smile... In the end, I never stopped being in love with her. I didn't want us to be just friends... aaaand maybe Sierra's words didn't make things easier."

"Why did you vote for her? Why not just quit?" asked Bridgette with narrowed eyes.

"... I don't expect you to understand. I really want to get over Lindsay and that she gets on with her life. But if I left... I'd just be running away again...", Tyler looked at Bridgette seriously, "I had to accept that there was never going to be anything between us, that she's just another competitor and that's it... So I voted for her, as I would any other competitor, it was my way of telling myself that it's over," he said.

"..."

"...," Bridgette closed her eyes, "now I understand... BUT YOU HAD TO VOTE FOR HER AT THAT SPECIFIC TIME?!" she exploded at him.

Tyler cringed scared, "I admit I was so absorbed in the decision that I didn't take the timing into account... or the situation... or how Heather would take it... or that Sierra would go crazy and make me... things," he said with a shudder.

Bridgette put a hand against her face and shook her head, "I'm still angry about what you did."

Tyler lowered his head. But Bridgette approached him and with a strong tug peeled him off the wood, tearing his shawl in the process.

"But you're right about one thing, I don't want to resign now, there's... someone who must pay me for something," she said thinking of a certain Latino, "and I don't want to leave until I've made him pay."

"Did you lend money to anyone?" asked Tyler naively.

Bridgette slapped her forehead, "no, I'm talking about...", she was silent, "let's just do whatever it is you were thinking of building", "I don't know if I can trust Tyler. Either he's working with Al or he'll probably give us away if I tell him the truth.'

...

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" asked Gwen.

Cody had started building his team's Viking ship after seeing what the other two teams had already advanced, 'it's a shame that I can't do Gwen's head again, I think it was a nice gesture... not to mention that it was a very good boat, but...', Cody gave Heather a look, who approached with an obvious question on her face, 'yes, probably not the best idea'.

"What do you think you're doing?" asked Heather to the geek.

"Hey! Who told you you could start building?" complained Courtney, but was ignored.

"Well, I saw these rib-like woods and I thought maybe we should build a boat," Cody said, while showing that he had already built most of the ship.

"That...! It actually makes sense," Courtney said, realizing the geek had guessed correctly.

"Wait, we're supposed to build a boat?!" asked Tyler in dismay.

Bridgette raised an eyebrow, "What are we building exactly?", they both looked at their work. They had made a very rudimentary sled.

"I thought we were going to slide on the ice like in the Yukon!" said Tyler, holding his head in despair.

Confessional.

Tyler

"That explains why there were no dogs to pull the sleds."

End of confessional.

"Well, I guess the tarp doesn't make sense anymore now," Duncan said. He and Alejandro moved the cloth to reveal a finished ship, and his figurehead was Butchie doing the Titanic's Rose pose.

"That explains these weird decorations," Bridgette said as she looked at the decorative figure of Kevin choking on a plastic ring.

*Ding, ding*

The moans began when he heard the bell.

"Something to help them speed up the work," Chris said humorously, "now, everybody sing."

Musical moment.

A catchy funky melody permeated the atmosphere.

Heather: "They're way ahead~, we have to contribute~", she took some boards.

Courtney: "A ship we need to build~, and victory reeeeaaaaaaaaach woooh~."

Cody: " You don't have to tell meeeee~ That's what I'm doing noooow~", he hammered his finger by accident.

Heather, Courtney y Gwen: "Leeeet's get reaaaady to buuuiiiiild~".

Tyler: "Hurry up, we have to fix this~, transform the boat so it can swiiiim~".

Bridgette: "We don't have time to repair it~, I'm afraid we're not going to maaaake iiiit~".

Bridgette y Tyler: "Cause a sled can't saaaaiiiiiiiiiiiil~".

Duncan and Alejandro: "It's almost ready to set sail~ just hammering in the final naaaaiiiil~".

Heather, Courtney, Gwen:"Let's get ready to buiiiiild~".

Everyone: "Let's get ready to buiiiiiild~".

Heather, Courtney, Gwen:"Let's get ready to saiiiiiil~".

Everyone: "In the water swiiiiiim~".

Heather, Courtney, Gwen:"And set to victoryyyyyy~".

Courtney: "Ahh, Ahah, Ahh, Ahh, Ahh~".

Everyone: "Let's saaaail!".

Tyler raised his arm and the head of his hammer flew off.

End of the musical moment.

The hammer's head fell into the ice very close to the crack Tyler had already made. Kevin landed nearby and looked at the crack.

*Crack*

Which began to get bigger.

"Squawk (this is not a good sign)," he said worriedly.

*Crack, crack, crack*

Kevin took flight when the ice began to break much faster.

"Squawk, squawk, squawk!"

Dennis, who had been napping all this time, was awakened by the panicked cackles of the seagull.

"Meow (And now what's wrong with that one?)".

"That bird is being louder than usual, where is there a shotgun when you need it?" complained Heather.

Cody raised his head and looked in the direction where Kevin was flying.

*CRACK, CRACK, CRACK*

And their eyes widened as they saw the ice begin to collapse and the cracks drift toward them.

"Girls... we have to finish this ship, NOW!"

*TREMBLE*

Everyone became concerned when the ice under their feet began to shake and the cracks spread towards them quickly.

"All aboard, women and Alejandros first!" said the Latino in panic.

"What are we going to do, what are we going to do, what are we going to do?!" shouted Tyler as he watched the ice approach.

Bridgette looked at her sled with only the base finished then looked at the pieces that were left, "I've got it, quick, take those ropes and help me with this," she said as she made her way to the sailcloth, Tyler listened to her without question.

"Hurry, just the figurehead is missing," Cody said.

Courtney, Heather, and Gwen together lifted the figure of Dennis with the bristly hair that was supposed to go in front of their boat. The geek quickly hammered the piece into place.

"Meow (Hurry up! The water is coming!)" Dennis meowed, bristling in a manner similar to her wooden figure, the thought of being trapped in the water was not very pleasant for her.

RRRaúl clung to Gwen's leg running away from the ice, "AHHH!", the goth shuddered when she felt his claws on her leg, "it's like being home to my lizards", she complained.

"That's it!" shouted Cody, "Everyone go up quickly!" he said as he extended his hand and helped them up one by one.

*CRACK, CRACK, CRACK*

The ice ended up breaking and the three constructions floated in the water of the lake.

"YES! We did it!" celebrated Duncan, he and Al high-fiving as their boat successfully stayed afloat.

Courtney looked on worriedly as the water on her boat filtered slightly through the wooden boards, "ah... I don't think this is entirely well constructed."

Confessional.

Cody

"Well, it was an impromptu job. What did you expect?" said Cody.

End of confessional.

'I think I was better at building heads than ships', Cody thought when he saw the poor work he did with his Viking ship, he didn't have the same inspiration as when he made Gwen's head, 'that head was also perfect for sailing, too bad'.

"I say it holds up, it's not like we can modify it at this point," Heather said, pointing to the ice water around her, "if it gets too full just empty it with a bucket."

"And who exactly appointed you captain?" asked Gwen as she peeled the gila monster off the leg and placed it on the sail pole, where Dennis was already clinging with her claws stuck tightly into the wood.

"Do you see anyone else with great leadership skills around here?" said Heather.

"Ah... Hello? I'm here too," Courtney said offended.

"Pff, yes sure, why don't you go cry for Duncan on that corner over there," Heather said.

"Uhhhhh~...," Cody said with a wince.

"Oh you didn't just say that!" the CIT shouted angrily.

"I think I did~," Heather said, bringing her face closer to Courtney's, to the point that their noses touched lightly. Sparks could be seen coming out of the two alpha females.

"...", 'Is it strange that I want to see them kiss to break the tension?' Cody thought, imagining one or another scenario.

Tyler and Bridgette were on the platform of their former sled.

"Well, at least it floats, but how are we supposed to navigate this?" asked Tyler.

Bridgette finished tying a rope, "this is how we're going to sail, help me lift this", between the two of them they pulled the ropes and the sail pole was lifted, Bridgette pulled the ropes and the sail moved with ease, "It works!" said the surfer pleased.

Confessional

Bridgette

"Probably many of you haven't heard of windsurfing. It's basically the same as regular surfing, but the board has a sail and is driven by the wind. It's so hard to learn, luckily, when it comes to surfing, I don't have a rival," she said a little cocky.

End of confessional.

Since their makeshift raft was small, they didn't need such a large sail, and it was easy to manipulate with the ropes.

Chris appeared before everyone on a jet ski, "wow, what a mess, well done hahahahaha. If your boat is ready and you can sail, drag your ship to open water and sail north until you find Chef to receive your next instructions. Prairie Dogs, since you finished your boat first you get the reward," he said as he threw them a heavy sack that Duncan barely caught.

The criminal opened the sack to see what was inside, "A bunch of rocks? Are you serious?" he asked the host.

"It will make sense later on, I promise," Chris said, "now everyone start sailing and head north, good luck," with that said the host left.

Alejandro walked to the back of the boat and took the helm, "I take the boat, you watch the way."

Duncan shrugged his shoulders and stood at the front of the boat.

"Let's find the Chef before this thing sinks in," Gwen said.

"I'll sail, that's what a leader does," Courtney said, getting ahead of everyone and running to the back of the boat.

"Grrrrr, she's not our leader," Heather complained.

Gwen saw this as a perfect opportunity, "Hey Heather, I know we don't get along and stuff, but seeing what's been going on recently I wondered if-"

"Stop wondering around so much, what do you want me to do?" said the queen bee getting to the point.

Gwen was surprised at how easy it was, but she wasn't going to look at the mouth of a gifted horse, "if we lose, Courtney goes", saying those words carried much more weight in the language of the goth now than when she said them to Cody.

"Fine, but after that, watch your back," Heather warned, "I'm going to tell Cody."

Gwen swallowed, "actually... I already asked Cody for it...", she said nervously.

Heather's neck almost whips when she turned to look at the goth with a bad face.

Gwen sweated coldly, "oh come on, you know I wouldn't try anything with him, we're just friends, don't look at me so suspiciously," she complained.

"It's easy to say that in words, but we're talking about a guy who knows how to coax women without trying, and has no problem being with multiple girls at once," the queen bee narrowed her eyes, "I don't care if you try to get a favor out of him with your mouth or your butt, I already accepted that I can't change that about him. But if you're trying to look for something more serious, which definitely can happen, then think again, because there's no way I'm going to share him with you," she said as she poked one of her breasts with her finger, "I'd rather a thousand times lick Izzy's on a daily basis than allow one of those two airheads to let your pale pessimistic ass into our relationship and sour our spirits for all of us."

Gwen slapped her away, "I think I preferred you when you weren't openly a pervert," the goth complained to Heather's mania of putting her hands on her to make her uncomfortable, "besides, I'm with Duncan, I wouldn't try to take Cody behind your back. And I don't like girls that way either."

"You took him away from Courtney," Heather said boredly, "and please, we all do it with another girl at some point, you don't fool anyone."

"That was different!" she immediately defended himself against Courtney... although suspiciously she did not say anything about the second part.

"Also Lindsay liked Tyler, but that didn't stop Cody from taking her off him, which I appreciate, just because you have a boyfriend doesn't guarantee that you're not going to fall in love with him," she told her with arrogance and even mockery.

For Heather it was almost a fact that the geek could conquer the goth if he wanted to and in fact she was even amused by how naively ignorant Gwen was to think that it was not like that.

She didn't know what Cody was capable of behind closed doors, unlike the queen bee.

Confessional.

Heather

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to share a space with that pessimistic, bitter pale, but I know my boyfriend very well and I know he could get Gwen to offer him that round butt of hers in a jiffy. I hate to admit it, but he knows how to win them over, does that bother me? Not really, try it with Gwen or Courtney? Agh... I mean, I think he should at least have a few standards, don't you think?... Why am I even talking about this with you?!" she denied confused.

End of confessional.

...

"The others are already moving forward," Tyler said.

"We're not going to be left behind for long," Bridgette said, but then put on a worried face, "oops, I hope I remember how to do this," she whispered.

She gently tugged on the ropes while she was glued to the sail, she moved catching the wind all at once.

*Splash*

And his little raft picked up speed very quickly, "Woo Hoo~! I did it! We're moving!" said the lively surfer.

"YES!" said Tyler as he saw the speed they were reaching.

...

"So... Is something wrong with Courtney? You acted a little strange when we talked about her a while ago," Alejandro asked Duncan.

The criminal opened his eyes wide, he didn't turn to look at the Spaniard, "pfff, for Courtney? It just makes me uneasy that she's still in the game ruining my and Gwen's spirits, that's all, I can't wait for her to leave... yeah," he said a little dryly.

"..."

Confessional.

Alejandro.

"Call me crazy, but I'm suspecting that maybe Duncan still has feelings for a certain mocha-skinned CIT," he said while rubbing his chin, "interesting."

End of confessional.

"WOO HOO~! "EXTREME!".

"Was that Tyler?" asked Duncan confused as he looked back. Alejandro and the Wild Cats did the same and were surprised to see the surfer and the athlete on a raft with a sail being propelled at full speed by the wind.

"What the hell?" said Heather, her eyes wide open as the duo of seagulls walked past them.

As they passed Duncan and Alejandro, Bridgette looked at Alejandro with an arrogant smile, then they passed them.

"Yeah! We're first!" said Tyler, "We can still win this."

"Heading north, we have to find the chef," Bridgette said earnestly.

-0-

Two hours later...

The three teams sailed north, with the Seagulls leading the race, followed by the Prairie Dogs and finally there were the Wild Cats.

Tyler and Bridgette were the first to stumble upon a pier where Chris and the chef were waiting for them.

"Welcome team Kevin and... flying rat," Chris said.

"Squawk," Kevin clucked from the top of the sail.

"Alright, since you've made it this far, it's time for you to choose a captain," the host said.

"A captain?" asked Bridgette.

Chef brought a cannon with a crane and drops it on the seagulls' raft, the structure almost sinks under its weight... almost, "wow, is that a cannon?" asked Tyler impressed.

"It's for war," Chris said.

"War?" asked Bridgette worriedly.

"Enough is enough, yes, I said war. To win the challenge and travel first class, sail north to capture the red flag way over yonder", they could barely see the edge of the lake, "or... use your meatballs to sink the enemy ship", Chef presented them with a plate full of black and charred meatballs.

Tyler took one and tapped it a few times, "wow, they look like rocks."

"I'd rather take the flag than bombard others with dumplings," Bridgette said with a grimace. the war went against their pacifist principles.

"I say you should be the captain, Bridgette," Tyler said.

"What? Me?" she said in surprise.

"Yes, you were the one who modified our sled to sail, why not?" said Tyler.

"...," Bridgette smiled at Tyler, the first time in a long time, "alright, I'll be the captain," Chris put a Viking helmet on her head symbolizing her authority as captain, "and as captain, I say let's go for that flag as quickly as possible."

"Yes, captain!" said Tyler.

...

After the Seagulls left, the Prairie Dogs arrived and Chris explained the challenge to them while Chef placed the cannon on his boat.

"So the little rocks-."

"Are actually flints," Alejandro said, "I ask to be the captain," he said.

"Wait, I want to be the captain," Duncan said.

"What do you think if I keep the hat... and you can handle the cannon," Al offered.

Duncan rubbed his chin and smiled sadistically, "Deal."

Confessional.

Alejandro

"Duncan is so easy to manipulate, now I understand how Courtney held him by a leash," he scoffed.

Duncan

"That Alfalfa thinks he's manipulating me, I think I'm going to let him believe that a little more, besides, it's an old real cannon," he said as excited as a child at Christmas.

End of confessional.

...

Courtney and Heather frowned, "She won't be captain!".

Behind them, Gwen slapped her forehead and Cody shook his head at the familiar situation.

"How about I'm the captain?" offered Cody.

"No way! We'd all end up competing in underwear or something!" said Courtney blushing.

Chris rubbed his chin, "a challenge in your underwear huh...".

"Don't even think about it, you evil goblin!" warned Heather, "he's already seen me with less than that, it works for me," an indifferent term.

"I support it too, mostly because if we don't leave now we will definitely lose," Gwen said concerned about her ship's leaks.

Chris threw the Viking helmet at Cody and he put it on his head, "great, and about sailing in your underwear...", he said with a mischievous smile while rubbing his hands.

"I'm going to hit you, I'm really serious," Courtney said, threatening him with her fist.

"Nice try," Gwen sneered.

"You know very well that I don't wear anything under this," Heather said, pointing to her top with her eyes rolling.

Cody sighed in defeat, "it was such a lovely dream for a moment."

"Seriously! I'm really going to hit you!" said Courtney with a red face.

*Flash*

"Hey Courtney, catch it!" Cody threw something at Courtney as she drove away in the Boat of Losers.

"Hey, this is the bra I lost!" the CIT said looking at the garment.

"When you see Duncan again, send him my regards!"

Courtney's eyes widened as she connected the dots, "DUNCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"

*Flash*

'Oh sure, now you decide to function; don't you, brain? Still, Courtney's bra uh, I'm not going to lie, she has amazing boobs.'

Once he took in the small glimpse of Courtney's wardrobe, he climbed on the boat so they could move forward, "let's get that flag, I don't think this ship will last all day," the geek said seeing more water seeping into the boat with the heavy cannon on top.

...

"I see them," Duncan said, "but they're still too far ahead, we won't catch up."

"I guess it's time to use the heavy weapons," Al said, pointing to the cannon.

"Oh yes, I was hoping you'd say that," Duncan said excitedly. He put the barrel in position and then put one of the meatballs in. He took the flint stones and began to light a spark in front of the fuse, it quickly ignited, "Fire in the hole!", he walked away and covered his ears.

*BOOOM*

Tyler frowned, "Did you hear that?" I ask Bridgette.

The surfer pricked up her ears listening to a slight buzzing sound, as if a heavy object was falling hard.

*SPLASH*

"AHHHH!" and she was frightened when there was an explosion in the water too close to her raft, "They're attacking us!" shouted Bridgette.

"Pirates?!" asked Tyler in panic.

Bridgette narrowed her eyes, "worse."

Slowly approaching them were Duncan and Alejandro.

"Duncan and... Al? Are they trying to sink us? Why?" said Tyler.

"Why do you think? They want to sink us so we lose," Bridgette said, trying to control the sail with her hands.

"But that's more dangerous than just taking the flag, I'd expect it from Duncan, but Al?"

"I'm afraid he's not the good person who made you think he was, he's evil," Bridgette revealed, at this point it no longer mattered to keep up appearances.

Confessional.

Tyler

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow... Alejandro... Is he a bad guy? First Sierra and now him? What's up with all these people pretending to be good but actually bad? Wait, in the end which one was right? Should I forget Lindsay or not? I'm so confused."

Alejandro

"Well, given the situation it seems that Tyler will no longer be useful to me after this, a shame, although to be honest, besides a human shield I don't know what other function he could have," he shrugged.

End of confessional.

"Sail faster Bridgette!" shouted Tyler watching Duncan reload the cannon.

"I can't! The cannon is slowing us down. They're going to catch up with us eventually," she said.

"Shall we get rid of him?" asked the athlete ready to throw the cannon overboard.

"No, we're already in their range," the surfer said.

*BOOOM*

*SPLASH*

The raft shook again, "they only need a well-placed shot to sink us."

"What do we do then, captain?"

Bridgette narrowed her eyes, looking beyond Duncan, at the other man in a captain's hat who was steering the prairie dog ship.

"Fight fire with fire, prepare the cannon," she said.

"All right," Tyler said, he stuffed a meatball into the cannon, "...", but then he realized something, "ah... How do we light the fuse?", Chris didn't give them anything to light the cannon.

Bridgette's eyes widened, "oh shit."

...

"I see them, both teams are struggling ahead," Gwen said.

"We're going to sink Duncan!" shouted Courtney directing the ship toward them.

Gwen approached him and tried to take the helm away from him, "No! I mean, we should try to pass by and take the flag."

"Of course not," Heather protested, "we're going to sink that wannabe rookie Tyler."

The three girls fought for the helm with a different plan in mind.

*Rub, rub*

Heather noticed that Cody was rubbing two sticks together, "What are you doing?"

In an instant one of the two pieces of wood ignited, "I'm getting ready to sink Duncan and Al," the geek said nonchalantly, he put the meatball in the barrel and aimed, then lit the fuse.

*BOOOM*

The meatball shot out of the barrel.

Alejandro heard the shot and looked back, "CROUCH!"

*SPLASH*

The meatball passed over their heads and sank into the water.

"..."

The three girls looked at Cody wide-eyed

Confessional.

Cody

"Ah~... that felt good."

Heather

She was biting her lip with a blush and her legs hugging her chest while moving her feet, "okay, that was pretty hot," he admitted.

Courtney

She bit her lip and rubbed her thighs together, "watching Cody shoot Duncan with a meatball... Okay, that got me wet... but only a little bit," she said with embarrassment.

Gwen

"That was too close," she said, relieved that the meatball didn't hit the criminal.

End of confessional.

"Attacking from behind, very much like you Heather," Al said.

"Well, that might teach you that I'm not someone you should turn your back on," she challenged.

Alejandro was thrilled at the queen bee's aggressiveness, "Oh, don't worry about it, Duncan! Aim to port."

The criminal was already lighting the fuse, "one step ahead of you."

*BOOOM*

...

*SPLASH*

"WOAH!", the whole Wild Cat boat shook and the boards creaked as the meatball fell near them.

"If they hit us it will be the end of us," Gwen said.

Ahead of the two teams Tyler and Bridgette saw the situation, "we should take advantage of the distraction to escape," Tyler told Bridgette.

Heather stuffed a meatball into the barrel and Cody lit the fuse.

*BOOOM*

...

"AHHHH!" the athlete bent down, the meatball almost hitting him on the head.

*SPLASH*

"Forget it, they haven't forgotten about us," he said with fear.

"Shit, he dodged it," Heather reneged.

"You're supposed to try to sink his ship," Courtney scolded her.

"Tyler, boat, they're both dumb pieces of trash floating adrift, it's the same thing," the queen bee said.

Courtney grunted upset. She approached Cody who had raised a meatball, "Give it to me, I'm going to sink Duncan."

"Of course not!" shouted Heather.

*Boing*

"Uhhh," Cody got caught between Heather and Courtney with both girls' breasts rubbed against him as they fought over the meatball.

"Girls!"

*Boing*

The geek stiffened as Gwen's breasts squished against his back.

"We are wasting time! Drop that meatball!" she said.

As they fought, Cody was crushed by the bodies of the three, constantly brushing against him with their pleasant smells mingling.

'This is too good and too bad,' thought the geek with satisfaction and panic, his pants were starting to get too uncomfortable unintentionally, 'Don't stand up, don't stand up, don't stand up!', he begged desperately.

Tyler would rub two pieces of wood together to start a fire, "agh, this isn't working."

*POOF*

Finally there was fire... on Tyler's sleeves.

"AHHHH! HOT, HOT! THIS IS RIDICULOUS!" he put one of his sleeves in the fuse of the cannon and it lit up.

*BOOOM*

"Take that Duncan," he said as he shook his sleeves. Tyler hadn't realized he'd taken the wrong aim.

*BOOOM*

"Nothing personal pasty," said the criminal, shooting the Wild Cats again.

...

Cody's eyes widened when he saw two meatballs flying towards them.

"Watch out!" he pushed the three girls out of the way.

*BLOW*

"UFFF...", the first meatball hit him directly in the stomach taking away all the air.

*Splash*

And the force of the impact also sent it straight into the water.

"CODY!", the three girls shouted.

*CRASH*

But they didn't have time to think when the second meatball passed cleanly across the wooden floor, making a hole. Water began to emerge as the vessel slowly sank.

"Oh... Heather is going to kill me," Tyler said worriedly, it was his meatball that hit the geek, "and then Lindsay...", he swallowed, "she'll say I'm a bad friend", he shuddered with a chill.

-0-

POV. Cody

"Mmm...", I woke up slowly, that meatball did hit me hard, it hurt like hell. I remember Sierra almost having a hole in her stomach when she stood in front of me.

Who would have thought that ironically I would end up doing something similar.

I stood up slowly, "don't worry girls, I'm fine."

However, when I raised my head, I realized that I was not on the boat.

"What?" I looked around, "I'm... in an art gallery?"

All around me were people looking at different pieces of art, "How did I end up here? Am I dreaming again?" I asked myself.

This time there was no one I knew around me, they were all complete strangers.

It caught my attention that most of them looked at a specific painting. I approached the back of the crowd to get a better look.

There was nothing special about it, it was just a bunch of doodles aggressively painted on a large white canvas, with colors from dark blue of different shades to black.

"..."

"And what do you think?" asked a familiar voice next to me.

"Definitely... I still don't understand art," I replied automatically.

The voice snorted humorously, "at least you're honest. Look at all of them, piled up to see the work of the moment, saying that they understand it perfectly and what the artist who painted it felt... but they don't know shit... nor of my painting... or me."

"You're being too pessimistic again," I turned my neck to look at her, there she was again, "you think about everything too much," the adult Gwen was here again.

"Maybe you're right," she admitted.

"Hey, this is a weird question, but do you remember what happened at Chris's trial?"

She frowned, "Chris? Prosecuted? Hopefully, believe me, I would like nothing more than to see that little bearded devil behind bars for the rest of his life," she said.

"So this happened before that day in the cafeteria," I reasoned.

Gwen began to walk away, "Come on, there's another one of my paintings in the next room and I think there's fewer people in there."

"...Hey Gwen is this a... a...?", my voice trembled as I considered that this could be a...

"Date? Well... I asked you to come because you were unoccupied, it wasn't my intention to give you that impression," she said ruefully, "but you know something?..." she said scratching the back of her neck uncomfortably, "maybe we could try that way... it's what you always wanted, isn't it? What do you say?" she asked me with a smile.

*Heartbeat*

My heart skipped a beat hearing her say that, a date, she was really giving me a chance. What I had longed for and waited for all my life was happening in front of my eyes.

"..."

"... no."

...

I clenched my fist in frustration after saying those words, but there was one obvious fact and I wasn't going to change my mind, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Believe me, I waited a long time for you to say those words, almost all my short life since I met you in the camp in fact," I laughed with a hollow, humorless smile, "but... I can't, not right now. I'm in the middle of something important, my friends, my team, they need me. I think I fell off the boat, they must be very worried about me right now, I have to go back to them," I told her seriously.

This hurt me, it hurt me a lot, but I feel that this is not real, it is useless for me to say yes to a Gwen does not even exist. I don't know if this is a memory or not, but she's a lonely adult now, I can see it on her face.

Did it really take that long and a life situation like that to finally give me a chance?

Would I really continue to yearn for something like this for years?

...

Was I really going to accept her pity?

For a moment Lindsay, Izzy and Heather came to mind.

"... I can't waste time here playing with a fake Gwen with whom I probably won't get anywhere either, not anymore," I accepted.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

I turned around when I heard a new voice shouting at me.

...

And I found myself, "Are you... me?" in front of me was a teenage Cody, with my camp appearance. But he looked very tiny... Oh, I must look like an adult now. For some reason this Cody looked very angry, "wait, the voice I heard last time in the cafeteria... it was you," I realized.

"How can you say no," Cody scolded me pointing at Gwen, "she's literally giving you the opportunity that you waited for so long and you said no, and it wasn't just this time, you've been telling her no all along, you literally had a second chance to go back to the past and make her fall in love, and what were you doing? Tinkering with other girls who aren't Gwen and getting into trouble that isn't yours, all that wasted time, have any idea how many dates you may have had? Many, you were able to win her over before Trent without ruining their relationship, you were able to take her away from the idiot Duncan, even as adults you could take advantage of your closeness but you didn't do anything," he said throwing a tantrum.

I frowned, I didn't know anything about the future, but I started to think about my short trip to the past and all the things I didn't even take into account the first time. Sierra's tapes, the things I've done, what I've changed, the things I've seen with my own eyes, Bridgette's guilt, Heather's anger, Gwen's descent into the abyss, Alejandro's wickedness, and Courtney's sadness, "Gwen matters a lot to me, it's the most important thing to me, but... she is not everything... and I can't believe I'm just now realizing that," it feels weird to hear those words come out of my mouth.

"Of course I do! Gwen is the only thing! It is you who does not value her and you have not insisted enough on her! That's why Duncan took it again!" said the angry Cody.

"I spent a year and a half of my life imagining how cool it would be if we were dating, and when season three came around I thought this was my chance," I looked at the scowling teenage self, "but that wasn't the case. So many things were going on around me that I was ignoring on purpose... all because I always had my eyes on Gwen. Believing that I really wanted to have a chance with her, I did everything possible for her to accept me, but she didn't."

"Well, you could have taken advantage of this second chance to do things right, but instead, you put problems on your back that were not yours, you didn't have to do that."

"... you are right... I didn't have to...", an epiphany hit my head, "but that's something I would do".

"..."

"I always wanted real friends and I got them, some of them are there waiting for me right now," I smiled, "now that I have them I don't want to lose them just for a girl... if I can help them, then I will, like I helped Trent get the girl in my place or like I taught Ezekiel to be Zeke... and that's what I was doing," I was finally able to find the answer I'd been looking for to the question I'd been asking myself since I lost my memory, and I saw the Cody of the future.

Why?

"When I went back to the past, and stepped on that pier for the first time possibly in years... I already know what was on my mind."

"..."

"These are my friends, and I want them to be okay. That's what the Cody who came back from the future thought."

"Do you realize what you're doing? She'll move further away from you if you don't take advantage of the opportunity, you can't allow that. You love her!"

"I know, and I do... but I think it's time to start loving myself a little too, don't you think?"

"Don't do it! Didn't you want to save her from that idiot?! Are you handing her to him on a silver platter like this?! Are you listening to me?!"

"No... because to begin with... you don't even exist."

"...", the teenage Cody in front of me... he was gone... as if I had never been here.

"You're just the part of me that keeps holding on to her, even after years," that Cody never existed, it was just me, and no one else, "I thought I could excuse myself from it all by saying it was the problem of the Cody of the future and the decisions he made," I said with a humorless smile, "but now I understand, it's my problems, my decisions and my consequences... because I'm the Cody of the future," I closed my eyes reflecting on the things I've lived through so far and the talk with Heather came to mind, "and there are no excuses to be the great idiot I've been being, with or without memories," I opened my eyes again. I looked at Gwen behind me for the last time with regret, "now it's clear to me what I have to do," I looked ahead again.

The nap is over...

... It's time to wake up.

On the seabed of the lake, an unconscious Cody moved the fingers of his right hand.

-0-

POV. Third person

Gwen and Courtney were desperately scooping water out of their boat, but the boat continued to sink.

Dennis quickly climbed up the sailpole to escape the water, "Meow! (I knew I should have stayed on the plane today!)"

RRRaúl was on the other side of the pole, "Hiss, hiss, hiss (I always thought I would be hit by a car trying to cross to the other side... or that Rattlesnake Jake would eat me for not paying my debts... but hey, life goes on, doesn't it?)".

"MEOW! (EXCEPT IN THIS CASE BECAUSE WE'RE GOING TO DIE!)"

"Hiss, Hiss! (oh yes, I had forgotten that tiny detail, thanks, AHHHHH!)".

"I don't see him anywhere," Heather said with concern leaning over the water.

"It's only been a minute, and that meatball sent him quite far, give him time. We need to plug the hole, if we let this piece of trash sink in then we won't have anything to help him with," Courtney said as she tried to put rough boards in the hole.

"Come on Cody, if you don't come back I'm going to be so angry," Heather said clutching the wood.

"Cody is pretty tough and can swim in icy water, he can do it," Gwen said.

*Cling*

"AHHHHH!" Heather fell back in fright as a hand came out of the water and grabbed onto the wood in front of her.

...

*BOOOM*

"Look out, Bridgette!" shouts Tyler.

The surfer turned around and widened her eyes at the sight of a meatball flying towards her, "AHHHH!" she turned away from the sail.

Kevin flew out of the end of it.

*CRASH*

The meatball hit the sail shattering it.

"No!" said Bridgette, "without sail we can't sail, we're stranded," she said worriedly.

"This is bad," Tyler said.

"Oh yes, right on target," Duncan celebrated, "now those two aren't going anywhere."

Alejandro looked back at the boat that the Wild Cats were trying to save, "and it seems that neither do they."

His ship passed close to the Seagulls' raft, "thank you for so kindly getting out of the way losers~," Duncan sneered.

"Nothing personal, just the competition," Alejandro said in a friendly way.

"You're an idiot," Bridgette told Duncan.

"They have told me worse things," said the criminal as they walked away.

"What do we do now? They will win if we don't do something," Bridgette said.

Tyler looked at the barrel and had an idea, he frowned dramatically, "a man has to do, what a man has to do," he said seriously.

...

"Dude, the easiest and most fun victory ever," Duncan said, the flag was a few feet ahead of them.

"The other teams certainly put up a fight, but unfortunately there can only be one winner," Alejandro said.

*BOOOOM*

...

*SLASH*

An object that wasn't a meatball came flying up from the sky and gave a clean cut in the sailmast. The object was stuck on the wooden floor revealing a small axe.

Alejandro and Duncan saw the object with surprise.

*Crash*

Then they looked up, only to see the mast fall like a felled tree on them.

"AHHHHH!"

*FALL*

And the sail covered them by trapping them underneath.

"What the hell? I can't get out," Duncan said, wrestling with the fabric.

"Where is the flag?" said Alejandro.

"Squeals (you are an embarrassment to soldiers)," Butchie shrieked.

...

Cody was standing in front of the smoking cannon smiling with amusement, "on target."

"Did you just throw an axe at them?" said Gwen wide-eyed.

"Yep... that's what I did," Cody replied with a poker face, "but no one got hurt... so... All good I guess."

"You should have aimed at Duncan," Courtney complained with a pout.

Gwen now stared at the CIT with wide eyes.

"..." Heather was quite quiet, she opened her mouth to say something.

*Collapse*

"AHHH!", but the recoil of that last cannon shot was the nail in the coffin of her ship, that ended disarmed.

Dennis and RRRaúl were floating on a piece of wood.

"(Hey, we're still alive... agh, we're still alive, I had already accepted my death, now I'll have to accept my life again)," the reptile complained.

Cody lifted the wood with the two animals above his head, Dennis looked him in the eye and his eyes sharpened slightly.

"(Couldn't you build a better ship?!)", complained the cat with her hair standing on end.

"I'm sorry... I think it wasn't me at the time," the geek apologized humorously.

"(I know, damn it! I know that very well!)" said the cat still angry. She really hates water.

"(AHHHH! A talking human!)" Gila's monster shouted.

...

"Tyler, I'm not sure about this," Bridgette said.

The athlete was sitting in the cannon.

Duncan finally managed to get an arm and head out from under the sail and his boat was slowly floating towards the flag, "oh yes baby, come with daddy," he said extending his arm.

"There is no time! Light the fuse!" Tyler shouted as he settled in.

Much to her chagrin Bridgette lit the fuse with a piece of wood she had previously lit, "this is definitely a bad idea," she said as she walked away for her safety.

*BOOOOM*

"FOR THE KRUSTY KRAB!" Tyler shouted as he flew through the sky.

"... I thought he was going to scream extreme," Bridgette said bewildered.

Duncan was just short of reaching the flag, "come on, just a little more."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he looked back only to see Tyler fall from the sky.

"What the hell-?"

*BLOW*

Tyler crashed headfirst into the buoy.

"Uhhhhhhh~...", they all said listening to the rumbling sound of the blow.

The athlete fell into the water, Chris came close to him with his jet ski.

Then Tyler surfaced with the red flag waving high in his hand, "YESH! I DICH IT!", when he smiled it was seen that all his teeth were broken and chipped.

"That's what I call taking a bite out of victory, Seagulls win the challenge!" announced Chris.

"YES!" celebrated Bridgette.

"And since the Wild Cats' boat sank, they'll send someone home this week!"

"Owwww".

Gwen gave Courtney a look of regret.

-0-

Many hours later...

*Kissing, kissing*

Gwen and Duncan were in the confessional kissing, this time with the camera off.

"MMM~," Gwen groaned as the criminal squeezed one of her breasts. Duncan pulled Gwen's cleavage down freeing them from their confinement and began to grope them out of the goth's moans, "wa... it," she tried to say, but Duncan silenced her with more kisses, while pulling her nipples.

Gwen had come to the confessional and when she came out she ran into the criminal, who smiled and pushed her back to the confessional, ending up in this situation.

Duncan's knee began to rub the goth's crotch under her skirt, "MMM~", she felt her legs weaken. Duncan moved to her neck, "ahh~... ahh~, I said... wait," she took advantage of the moment to push the criminal and kept him away with her arms outstretched catching her breath.

"Agh, come on, we were finally getting to the good part," Duncan complained.

"I know, I want it too," Gwen said feeling hot, "but we're in the confessional, you know, the place everyone comes to all the time?" said the goth.

"And what does that matter? Everyone knows this was going to happen," he said as he tried to get closer again.

But Gwen didn't give him ground, "I'm serious... I don't want my first time to be in a bathroom while everyone is listening to us," she said seriously. She couldn't get hot with embarrassment, "tonight, after the ceremony, I promise," the goth's expression waned for a moment but she concealed it, "by then Courtney will be gone," she said.

Duncan stiffened at that, "Yeah? That... I guess that's good," he said reluctantly.

Gwen frowned upon seeing the change in his attitude, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy about that?" she asked suspiciously.

"What? Of course I am, why wouldn't I be? That controller will finally give us some peace, I won't have to see her angry face every day... or listen to their insults... or take one of her punches...", Duncan was silent for a few seconds too long, then looked away at Gwen, "How could I not be happy about that?"

Gwen clenched her fist, covered her breasts and adjusted her hair, her mood had completely soured, "yeah, I'm sorry if I made you think of her," she said with some irritation that Duncan didn't notice, "see you tonight," hopefully the bitter taste would have gone away by then.

"Yeah, see you tonight," Duncan said boredly.

Before leaving, Gwen remembered something. She turned around and looked the criminal in the eye, "Before I go, I want to ask you something."

"Shoot, I'm an open book," he replied mockingly.

"Are you hiding something from me? Anything I should know?" Duncan's gaze shifted slightly, something Gwen noticed.

"No, nothing at all, you know that if there was something really important I would tell you, right?"

Gwen smiled, "you're right," she kissed him on the cheek, "thanks for clarifying it for me."

"Whenever you want," he smiled at her.

Gwen turned around and left.

Duncan's gaze turned to a frown before he walked away.

Gwen's smile also completely shut down leaving an annoyed expression in its place, "yes... of course," she said to herself.

-0-

POV. Cody

Have you ever woken up and felt lost because you haven't completely lost sleep yet? Well, that's how I'd been feeling for the last few weeks, I felt like I was there but I didn't process the things that were happening around me well, I wasn't aware of everything I was doing or what I was causing.

But now... Everything is clear again, sleep is gone and I don't feel like going back to sleep.

There's a lot to do after all.

*Blow*

Bridgette was slightly startled when I left a tray of cookies in front of her.

"Tyler let me bring you some of these first-class ones," I said as I sat next to her at the tables in the common area.

"Thank you... but I'm not hungry," she said rather down, but still trying to be nice.

"I insist," I said with a smile.

"What? Will too much sugar solve my problems?"

"No, but the sugar rush will make them look insignificant for an hour, and then ... you will sleep like a baby wherever you fall."

"Pfff," she snorted with trembling shoulders, holding back the urge to laugh, "that's not fair, it's not worth making me laugh," she complained humorously. She took a cookie and bit into it as she looked at me, "you look a little different, but I can't tell why," she told me thoughtfully.

"I think it's because of the icy water in Sweden, that little dip did wake me up," I joked.

She grimaced, "I'm really sorry for that, that meatball was supposed to be for Duncan and Al."

I shrugged, "Tyler has already apologized, and begged me not to tell Heather, so all good from me," I looked at her a little more seriously, "And how are you? I know things happened with Courtney and Gwen."

Bridgette stiffened, "I... I'm fine, alone...", she sighed, "I got into where I shouldn't have... and it went wrong."

"You tried to help them, both of them," I tried to encourage her.

"And they ended up getting mad at me too... And they were right, I wasn't in a position to give an opinion. I'm not innocent either... I did things that I really regret... but that doesn't erase that I wanted to do them in the first place, Alejandro was right, I'm the only guil-".

"Alejandro," I said, putting my hand on his head, "is a creeping, manipulative snake who doesn't mind ruining lives for a dumb game. We all fell into his trap, not just you, he played with you so he could use you and then discard you," I said rubbing her hair gently, "but he couldn't get rid of you... and that bothers him, that's why he's doing the things he does, he's afraid of you", her eyes widened, "don't give him the satisfaction of seeing you on the ground, make him afraid of having used you".

*Drop, drop*

And the dam broke.

Cascades of tears fell from Bridgette's eyes, her shoulders trembled horribly, she bit her lip holding back her tears, her façade collapsed completely.

She pressed her face against my chest and began to cry uncontrollably. My t-shirt became wet with her tears as she sobbed silently. Her hands gripped my shirt tightly.

"I miss Geoff so much, all I want is to see him again," she said between sobs.

"Then make that snake pay. That way you can see him again with his head held high."

"MM," she nodded her head and shoulders trembling.

She continued to sob for a few more minutes. After that she slowly pulled herself together, feeling much more relieved than before, she apologized for wetting my shirt but I downplayed it. She went to first class to get some sleep and I headed towards the back of the plane.

Still there is an important event before the end of the day.

-0-

POV. Third person

"Welcome to the elimination ceremony. The first real one for his team, hard to believe at this point, isn't it?" said Chris humorously.

None of the Wild Cats said anything, no one looked at anyone, they were all sitting in silence.

"Tough crowd," Chris said without losing heart, he raised a tray with bags for vomit, well, you know how it is, you don't get a bag, you leave the plane, forever!", Chris remained silent with his hand near the tray, he wanted to make a quick distribution to impact everyone.

...

"Heather, Cody and... Courtney! Here are your peanuts!" Chris threw the vomit bags at the three competitors, "Gwen, you're going home, don't forget to write."

Gwen's eyes widened, "Wait! What?! Is that all?" she said standing up dumbfounded and looking at the other three, "Did the three of you vote for me?"

"And are you surprised? Boyfriend stealer," Courtney told her with spite.

Confessional.

Heather

"It's true that Courtney and I have our differences, but that goth shouldn't have conspired with my boyfriend behind my back, especially now that she's revealed herself to be a boy thief," she said with a sadistic smile mocking herself.

End of confessional.

"Cody...", said the goth.

"You got one thing wrong Gwen," the geek told her, "you didn't really try to apologize enough... Did you?" the geek said with a sideways glance at Courtney.

"...", the goth also looked at the CIT... then lowered her head resignedly.

She knew the answer to that very well.

She took the parachute that Chef gave her and walked towards the door with a very bitter taste in her mouth.

*Blow*

But she was startled when someone patted her on the back. She turned around to see Cody smiling at her, "You know very well that you didn't try enough, right?"

Gwen gave Courtney a look, who looked away in indignation.

The goth smiled, "you're right... It was stupid of me to think that, wasn't it?... next time I'm going to try harder," she lived to look at Courtney, "I promise Courtney, I'm going to apologize for real," the goth declared regretfully.

'Am I the only one to whom this gives some gayyyyy vibes?', passed through Cody's head.

"My ears only hear the wind," the CIT said in a childish way.

"SHE SAID-!" shouted Chris.

"I KNOW WHAT SHE SAID!" Courtney shouted silently.

"I'm sorry to ask you to vote for Courtney," Gwen told Cody.

He shrugged, "I voted for you, we're even," the geek said.

Gwen became serious, "you were right... Duncan is working with Al," she said disappointedly, "and I owe a huge apology to Bridgette... I'm a shitty friend."

Cody looked at nothing wistfully, "yes, but you're her shitty friend, so make sure you apologize to her appropriately next time."

"... you're... different," Gwen said, "did your amnesia-?"

"See you Gwen," Cody said with a smile.

"...", the goth closed her eyes smiling, "see you Cody", she approached the door and without further hesitation simply jumped, "AHHHHHHHHHHH!".

~0~

"Date? Well... I asked you to come because you were unoccupied, I didn't mean to give you that impression," Gwen said ruefully, "but you know something?...," she said scratching the back of her neck uncomfortably, "maybe we could try it that way... it's what you always wanted, isn't it? What do you say?" she asked Cody with a smile.

The former geek stared at nothing for a moment, "... Shall I tell you something?... I think I'm done with that. I'm going to step away from the topic of dating for a loooong time," Cody said rubbing the back of his neck, "I'm sorry."

Gwen's smile widened, and she sighed in relief, "ohh~... You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that."

"Hahahahahahahaha, were you expecting me to say no?"

"Honestly, I also finished dating, I'm tired of trying to find someone, I think I'm better alone. Seriously, as soon as I said it I was already sorry... no offence."

"Don't worry, I think it's the best thing for both of us."

"Alright... but I still want you to criticize my paintings."

"You're a masochist."

"Maybe," she said, turning around and walking to the other room.

Cody looked at Gwen's painting in the living room one last time, "I think I finally get it," he said smiling.

As he followed the former goth, everything around him began to turn white.

-0-

POV. Cody

I thought I could get my memories back eventually while managing to win over Gwen. But that's why I couldn't get them back... or rather, that was why I did not want to recover them. Because that meant giving up on her for good, including the part of me that still loved her. I wasn't going to be me again until I decided once and for all from the depths of my being.

And now I have decided.

Gwen is my friend.

And if I want to help her, that's precisely why... I'm not going to expect anything romantic between us anymore.

Courtney stood next to me looking at the door, "she's finally gone...", she said with a neutral expression.

"..."

"Then why doesn't it feel as satisfying as I expected?" she asked frowning.

"... Maybe it's because you didn't really hate her as much as you thought."

"...," she clenched her fists, "or maybe it's because I'm not done yet," she said angrily.

I could clearly see who she was thinking of, I'll give you a hint, he's an idiot.

"Cody," Heather was looking at me seriously, "come with me, now," she said as she left.

"...".

-0-

POV. Third person

Duncan was lying on the bench of economy class calmly waiting for night to come so that he could go and get from the Gothic what the CIT never offered him, not even once.

Courtney walked into the booth alone and Alejandro's eyes widened, "oh... that's not good."

Duncan turned to where he was looking, "COURTNEY?!"

*Fall*

He fell to the ground and quickly stood up, "Why the hell are you still here?!"

"Because I'm a winner, that's why," she replied defiantly.

"Where's Gwen?"

"Falling from the sky somewhere in Sweden I imagine," he said borelessly.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Shit! This can't be happening!" he shouted frustrated.

"Owwww, sorry, did I ruin your chance to put it on? It must be tragic," she said sarcastically.

"This is not going to stay like this, you heard?" the criminal threatened her, "I will take revenge on you and then Gwen and I will have sex, everywhere, all the time."

Courtney's eye trembled, "see if I care, it looks like you finally got what you wanted, right? You should be proud," she said as she walked away.

"Fuck you," Duncan said, despite being angry, a part of him couldn't stop staring at the slight mocking wobble that Courtney's butt made as she walked away. Something that had fallen asleep inside Duncan without him noticing it burned hard from his short argument with Courtney.

*Slap*

Duncan slapped both cheeks, 'What the hell are you thinking? She's not worth it!', his eyes drifted to Courtney's figure once again, 'I really hope not.'

-0-

Cody was standing awkwardly in the cargo hold, Heather was sitting on some boxes with her eyes closed. They had been like this for at least 10 minutes and the geek was starting to get nervous.

"So... A funny thing happened during today's challenge, you know?" said Cody to start the conversation, "you can't guess what happened-."

"You regained your memory."

Cody almost bites his tongue at Heather's direct, accurate, and forceful response.

"Uh... yes, in fact, I did... Surprise?" he said nervously.

"Then I'm going to assume that you remember the question you asked me in the Amazon."

"The quest-?"

Heather opened her eyes and looked at Cody not angrily, but very seriously, "I want us to break up."

-0-

*Spit*

"What?!" shouted Chris as he spat out his milkshake, "This doesn't have cinnamon! Who was the useless intern who brought me this?! Because he's very fired!"

Footsteps were heard fleeing the scene.

"Oh yes, and apparently Heather just said something that could change everything forever and we just interrupted it at the most important moment. Unfortunately we have run out of time and this show cannot end without the farewell of its favorite host," he said smiling at the camera.

"Ahem."

"And Chef," Chris said boredly, "where are we going to let these 7 teenagers wreak havoc next time? What kind of uproar will they cause? Who will say "I do" and who will "I oppose"? Will Bridgette take revenge for what Alejandro did to her? Will Duncan ever lose his virginity?"

"I HEARD THAT MCLEAN!"

"What the hell is Heather doing? Is this a before and after in the competition? How is Tyler still in the game? Find out in the next wild episode of Total... Drama... World Touuuuuur~".