Trouble in Paradise

Chapter 1: Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa a.k.a Hell

A young man with gelled hair smiled at the camera with a grin wearing an ocean blue shirt and light brown khaki pants.

"Yo! We're coming at you live from Camp Wawankwa! I'm your host, Chris McLean." He paused to let it sink in before speak up, "Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television, right now! Here's a deal, 23 campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp."

He stopped in front of the camp sign, "They'll compete in challenges against each other then have to face the judgments of their fellow campers. Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch of their team member walk down the dock of shame and take a ride on the loser ship and leave the island for good." He grinned, gesturing at the dock.

Chris walked over to the campfire pit and continued his introduction. "And it is here that their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies," Chris thumbed at the campfire site, "Where all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." He grabbed a stick with marshmallow and take a bite before tosses it away, "In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune," Chris emphasised with a treasure chest ."Let's face it, they will blow it off in a week or survive they'll have to battle flies, grizzly bears, disgusting camp food, and each other. Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of camera situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, at this moment on...TOTAL...DRAMA...ISLAND!"

I Wanna Be Famous - Total Drama Island

"Welcome back to Total Drama Island." He beamed brightly. "All right, it's time our campers. We told them they'd all be staying at a five star resort," Chris chuckled at the campers' future torment. "So if they seem to be pissed off, that's probably why." As if it was on a cue, the ship just pulled up as Chris turned to face the first camper with his infamous grin.

The first of the contestants to arrive was Beth. She had brown hair that was done in a high ponytail and was slightly chubby. She wore an oversized, green shirt with a muted green vest that had a multitude of pin-on buttons, and pink slacks. To complete the nerdy appearance she wore glasses and braces.

"What's up, Beth!"

The awkward girl suddenly tackled Chris with a hug. "It's so incredulous to meet you!" Beth blinked and after a second. "Wow, you're much shorter in real life."

"Uh…Thanks?" Chris muttered becoming immediately annoyed with the girl's antics. He had a problem with people pointing out his height.

The next contestant to show up, was DJ. A person with a remarkable stature many would describe as a 'giant', wearing a white cap, brown shirt with the letter D on it, black/grey shorts on, and dark brown sandals.

"DJ." Chris greeted.

"Yo, Chris McLean. How's it going?" DJ gave Chris a high five before glancing at the scenery "Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?" He had high expectations for the hot tub.

"Yo dog, this is it, Camp Wawanakwa!" He threw his hands up towards the campsite.

"Hmm! Looked a lot different on the application form…" He muttered, carrying his bags to other side of dock.

The next teen was very pretty and her outfit was Gothic in style. Her short hair reached her neck was dyed black with teal highlights and a choker. Her outfit consisted of a cool color themed shirt and a black corset that accentuated her chest, a short skirt with a patchwork look and black, knee-high platform boots.

''Hey, Gwen!'' He greeted her with a grin.

''You mean we're staying here?'' she asked, finding the place to be more than a little disappointing.

''No, you're staying here,'' he gestured to the old log cabins. ''My crib is in air stream with A-C, that way!'' he said pointing out said trailer.

''I did not sign up for this!'' the girl responded with a scowl.

''Actually, you did!'' Chris said chuckling, holding up the contract. Gwen stormed up to the contract, that was currently in chris hands before snatching them, then with strength betraying her size ripped them all in half. Chris just chuckled expecting something like this would happen. "The good thing about lawyers... is that they make a lot of copies!" Chris said smirking, which only made Gwen angrier.

''I am not staying here!'' she stubbornly argued. Contract or no contract she was not going to be suckered into months of torment and insanity for other people's enjoyment.

''Cool! I hope you can swim though, because your ride just left!''

The boat horn honks as the captain signals that he was heading his way back to the mainland.

''Douche,'' She muttered under her breath. Another boat was coming in with another contestant.

The fourth contestant to arrive was Geoff. He wore sandals, jeans, a pink silk button-down shirt, and a ten-gallon hat. His shirt was completely unbuttoned, to better show off his washboard abs. A guy with his looks would have no problem attracting the girls.

''Chris McLean! What's up man? It's an honor to meet you man.'' The pretty boy greeted the host.

''The Geoff-ster! Welcome to the island, man.''

"It's great to have you here, man!"

"I'm totally psyched for this contest, man!"

Geoff and Chris seemed to be trying to out dude bro each other. ''Hey thanks, man.''

Gwen sarcastically remarked at the display. ''If they say 'man' one more time, I'm gonna puke!''

The boat once more drove up.

''Everybody, this is Lindsay!'' the host introduced as out of the latest boat stepped out a blonde bombshell. The guys' jaw dropped. She sported a warm-colors ensemble consisting of stylized cowboy boots, a short skirt, and a halter top. She had very nice...eyes. Her long blonde hair was a baby blue bandana while the rest of her hair was straightened out. All in all she was a real beauty to look at.

''Not too shabby!'' Chris remarked.

''Hi um...sorry what was your name?'' the attractive girl asked.

''I'm Chris McLean...the host...of the show." He said to the clueless girl who blinked.

''Yeah sorry...I'm not good with names,'' She replied sheepishly.

The next contestant arrived. The boat docked again and a tall, model-thin, gorgeous girl stepped ashore with regal bearing. Her straight, waist-length hair was unbound, jet black and shined. She wore a stylish maroon top that was little more than a sports bra, barely legal shorts, and open-toed, spike heel shoes. Dramatically removing her sunglasses, the other campers were intimidated by her glare, the new arrival took in her surroundings.

"Welcome to the island, Heather," McLean said with a smile.

She glanced around and realized that the island itself did not live up to the images that were shown.

''Hi, looks like we're your new friends...'' Beth unintentionally spits while spitting. "...for the next eight weeks!''

"Don't talk to me," Beth seemed to withdraw from the girl's coldness.

"I am not staying in this trash heap." Heather snapped as she stalked past. "I'm calling my parents."

''Duncan, dude!'' The boat next deposited a punk type with a wiry build. He wore a black T-shirt, emblazoned with a large skull design, over a long sleeved yellow undershirt. His dark hair was styled in a green fauxhawk, and his face was heavily pierced.

''I don't like...surprises!" He pounded his fist for extra emphasis.

''Yeah, your parole officer warned me about that man, he also told me to give him a holler any time and have you return back to juvie!'' Chris' smile was annoying in his assurance that nothing bad would happen to him as he had various contingencies.

''OK, then.'' Duncan sauntered down the dock to where the other contestants stood, and sidled up to Heather. "Meet you by the campfire, gorgeous?" he suggested with a leer.

''Drop dead, asshole.'' Heather scoffed in disgust.

Another contestant had arrived. ''Ladies and gentlemen, Tyler!''

A tall lanky guy in all red jogging suit and short brown hair was skiing towards them, he was doing good until he waved to everyone, and lost his footing and started flipping through the water until he crashed into the luggage at the docks, making a stray bag fall in the water, spraying Heather's new shoes.

''Wicked wipe-out man!'' Chris commented.

The next camper to arrive was Harold. He was wearing glasses with thick lenses, he had a few stray chin hairs that were supposed to be a goatee that looked wrong. His hair was a very dark auburn hair. He was on the scrawny side, with a blue shirt with a hamburger for the logo, and green pants, with white-green high tops.

Chris turned around and the kid sighed deeply. ''Welcome to camp, Harold!''

''What's he looking at?'' Beth questioned.

''So you mean this show is at a crappy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?''

''You got it!''

''Yes! That is so much more favorable to my skills!'' Chris only winced.

The next boy off the boat was a guitar player. He was dressed casually, his semi-camo shirt with a short, camo-pattern sleeves but a solid, light greenish torso with a black handprint on his chest. He wore a large backpack in lieu of luggage, and carried the case for an acoustic guitar.

''Contestant number ten...is Trent!''

''Hey, good to meet you man! I saw you on that figure skating show, nice work!''

''Hey, thanks man! I knew I'd rock that show!''

''I saw that! One of the guys dropped his partner on her head. So, they got immunity that week!' Beth brought up.

''Lucky, I hope I get dropped on my head!'' Harold said as Lindsay murmured a similar reply.

''Me too!''

''So, this is it?'' Trent asked, a little worried.

Harold picks his nose much to the disgust of the others. '' Alright then!''

Another boat and another arrival. Tall and willowy, she was pretty in a "girl next door" sort of way. She wore her long, naturally blonde hair in a low ponytail that was more functional than fashionable; and she wore no makeup. She was dressed simply, with a sky-blue hoodie, shorts and sandals, and she carried a red and gold surfboard. ''Hey, what's up!''

''All right! Our surfer chick, Bridgette, is here!'

''Nice board, this ain't Malibu honey.'' Duncan called out.

''I thought we were going to be on a beach?'' she asked upon taking a good look of the area only for her face to drop a bit in disappointment at the sight.

''We are!'' Chris pointed out, for the island did indeed have a beach of sorts—a polluted beach.

"I mean a surfing beach," Bridgette further clarified.

"Sorry, can't help you there," Chris replied, his bland smile suggesting that his inability to help didn't really bother him. "Nothing ever stated that we would be doing any surfing during the competition."

"I suppose I can settle for swimming." the surfer girl said, disappointments was something the campers were going to get used to.

Bridgette hits Chris McClain with her surf board when she suddenly turned. ''Damnit it girl, that hurt. Watch it!''

"Oh hello," Bridgette greeted swinging her board and unintentionally whacking Trent and causing some of the campers to duck.

''Dang! Watch the board man!'' Harold shouted.

''OK, we've all met the surfer chick, why don't you mob her later. I'm trying to pay attention to what's going on." The irritated Asian-Canadian remarked having grown tired of their chatter.

''Someone missed their double cappuccino macchiato this morning!'' Duncan jabbed.

''Get bent.'' She responded, the venom ever present in her voice.

The next boats show up. ''Our...''Chris makes an audible sigh, "... next camper, is Noah!'' He had longish, dark brown hair in no identifiable style and a generically brown skin tone. He wore high-top sneakers that didn't quite reach his high-water cargo pants. His layered top consisted of a white, long-sleeved undershirt; a short-sleeved, misbuttoned blue button-down shirt, and a red, lightweight sweater vest.

''Have you got my memo about my life threatening allergies?'' he asked.

''I'm sure someone did!'' Chris said with the same unhelpful response that he did to the other campers. To be honest he didn't really care.

''Good, is this where we're staying?'' the question along with the look of doubt and uneasiness said it all.

''No, it's your mother's house, and we're throwing a party!'' Duncan snidely answered for the host.

''Cute! Nice piercings, original, did you do them yourself?'' He asked disinterested.

''Yeah,'' Duncan says as he grabs Noah's lip,''...do you want one?''

He sighs, '' Uh, no thanks, can I have my lip back please?'' he managed to mumble out coherently.

Duncan Lets go of Noah's lip. ''Thanks!''

The boat returned and the latest arrival is a sturdy-looking girl of African descent. She was dressed simply, in jeans and a T-shirt that might have come from a mall kiosk. She was one of the stouter girls in the troupe, but not truly fat. She wore her shoulder-length hair in a fine weave, with the strands pulled back in a ponytail. Her outfit consisted of a light brown shirt with Jeans hugging them plentiful hips and large spacious backside with dark skin with hoop earrings.

''What's up y'all, Leshawna's in the house! Hey, how are you doin', how's it goin'?, feel free to quit now and save yourselves from trouble, 'cause, I came to win!''

Not waiting for an answer, she came to D.J. and offered a high five, saying, "Give me some sugar, my brother."

"I've never seen a girl like you in real life before.'' Harold finally spoke after finishing gasping at Leshawana.

"Excuse me?''

"You're real big...and loud!'' he foolishly remarked in his fascination, clearly not aware that was not the sort of thing you say to a woman.

"What did you say to me? Oh, no you didn't! You have not seen anything yet, I'll show you big baby!''

"Okay people, settle down," Chris called down the dock, having noticed the altercation but not the words that led to it. "There'll be plenty of time for infighting later."

"Whatever," Leshawna said to no one in particular.

The boat docked again but instead of one two contestants made their arrival. One was as skinny as a rail, with black hair and bronze skin, although whether her skin tone came from ancestry or lifestyle was not immediately clear. The other new arrival was shorter, very fat and very fair. Her hair was dyed black and styled in the same high pigtails as her companion, for companions they clearly were.

These twins wore matching outfits, with pink shorts almost as skimpy as Heather's and black and white "prison striped" shirts. Even their luggage matched. ''Oh my gosh. Sadie look, it's a summer camp!''

''OK, I've always wanted to go to summer camp! Yayeee!'' Sadie squealed to the annoyance of the campers.

Finally after what was ten minutes of mindless twin chatter the next contestant had arrived.

"Ezekiel what's up man?" Chris greeted the newcomer.

The next boy to arrive had a rustic, unsophisticated air about him. His unstylish but practical outfit consisted of work boots, jeans, a heavy greenish hoodie variant, and a toque. He wore his hair in a mullet, and had a downy proto-beard on his chin. ''I think I see a bird!''

He would not last long.

"Our home-schooled country boy, ladies and gentlemen," Chris announced to the camera. When he threw in a jab about freaky prairie people he probably only did so because he knew it would most likely be edited out. "…just don't say much and try not to get kicked off to early, OK?''

''Yes sir.''

Gwen sighed, trying to take in everything she had just seen. ''That's just...wow.''

On the boat's next stop, a short, somewhat skinny boy strutted off the gangplank like he owned the world. He had short brown hair with long bangs nearly obscuring his green eyes. His most notable physical feature, though, was spitting gap in his teeth.

This was Cody, the troupe's science geek. He projected an aura of coolness, or at least of what he perceived coolness to be, but it didn't quite go with his outfit: a short-sleeved sweater, with a couple of stripes across the chest, over an off-white button-down shirt, the tails of which hung out over his cargo pants.

''Cody, the Code-ster, the Code-My-ster!''

''Dude, I'm excited to be here man! I see the women have already arrived! All right!'' He winked at them and everyone rolled their eyes. Cody turns around to say something to Leshawna but the sassy girl placed her finger on his lips.

"Save it short stuff," Cody for his part just smirked, before taking his place.

Another contestant showed up "Eva! Nice to see you here!"

Eva, had the look of an athlete and her sneer that scared a few of the campers. She acknowledged Chris' greeting with naught but a grunt, her sullen expression as unchanging as McLean's smile, and trudged down the dock. When she came to Cody and Harold, she thought that a good place to await the arrival of the remaining contestants. As she turned to face the end of the dock, she dropped her bag, which fell to the dock with a heavy clunk.

"What's in there?" Cody asked, trying to make conversation. "Dumbbells?"

''Yes.''

''She's all yours, man!'' Duncan replied.

The next arrival was the largest one by far. In size he dwarfed all the rest of them with only D.J. matching him, but in height only. The boy was grossly fat, easily four-hundred pounds minimum dressed simply, in shorts, sneakers, and what looked like a faux team shirt of some kind. He had a scraggly little mop of unkempt blond hair.

''Wahoo! Chris! What's happenin'?'' the fat kid said bursting into laughter. ''This is awesome! Wahoo! '' As he barreled down the dock he tripped and hits his head against the dock.

''Owen! Welcome!''

''Awesome to be here man! Yeah! Man, this is just so...'' he rambled on before Gwen took a stab at what the fat kid was going to say next.

''Awesome?''

''Yes, awesome! Wooooo! Are you gonna be on my team?''

''Oh, I sure hope so...'' Gwen replied sarcastically in response to the question. So far she was not impressed by what she was seeing.

''Wooooo!''

''You're about finished!''

''Sorry, dude. I'm just so psyched!''

''Cool, and here comes Courtney.'' While not a model Courtney was still a head turner. Her tanned complexion indicated she spent a good deal of time outdoors. Her other features included shoulder-length, chestnut-brown hair, which she wore loosely.

Her outfit included a short, lightweight grey sweater over a more expansive off-white blouse with calf-length, olive green pants that hugged her hips quite nicely. She also wore high-heeled sandals, but even with this style of shoes it was soon made apparent when compared to the others she was rather short.

''Thank you.'' Courtney joined the other contestants and engaged in polite introductions with a number of them. '' Hi, you must be the other contestants! It's really nice to meet you all!''

''How's it goin, I'm Owen!'' He greeted as he shook her hand.

"And now the eye candy for our female viewership. Justin." For a lack of better description Justin was a god among men. He had a ripped physique that was not within the realm of body builder's exaggeration, though it did ripple under his tight T-shirt. He also wore old, nondescript blue jeans and sneakers, but none of the girls noticed those until later. His shortish hair was straight, glossy and raven-black. His skin was a flawless bronze, his teeth a flawless white, and his eyes would instantly turn women into putty.

In short, every girl present desired him on sight. The boys' reactions to the new arrival were mixed. Some were disdainful of the "pretty boy"; some admired his ripped physique, knowing that a guy didn't get that way without a lot of work, whatever his natural gifts; and some saw a dangerous rival who might damage their own chances of hooking up with someone.

''Welcome to Total Drama Island!''

''Thanks, Chris, this is great!'' the teen replied, not at all put off.

''Just, so you know, we picked you based entirely on your looks.''

''I can deal with that!'' he responded with a grin.

''I like your pants!'' Owen gushed.

''Thanks man!''

''Cause they look like they're all worn out... did you buy them like that?''

''Uh, no just had them for a while!'' Was Justin's easy reply.

''Oh, cool! ...stupid,'' the host whispered the last part as the teen walked down the dock.

Another boat arrived and out stepped a slim girl standing at the prow and waving excitedly. Her long, somewhat curly hair was a fiery orange and her eyes were hazel-green. She wore a green halter top with a collar, she was the only girl with a long skirt and a green sash was tied to her waist. ''Hey everyone! Izzy!''

When the boat came to a stop, Izzy rushed to the gangplank, but stubbed her toe and took a header off the boat. Recovering quickly, she executed a flip and landed catlike on her feet, just about as close to the end of the dock as she could have done without falling into the water.

''This is summer camp? That is so cool! Do you have paper Mache here? Are we having lunch soon?''

''That is a good call!'' The fat kid replied, already hungry for some food.

"And now for our last contestant, hailing from Japan, is our last contestant, Naruto!" Stepping off the boat was a tall blonde teen with blue eyes. Naruto wore a white shirt over a black hoodie. He had green cargo pants and black combat boots. The interesting thing about Naruto was that he wore a black mask that covered half his face.

"Yo!" Naruto waved lazily to the rest of the campers.

"All right, now that the introductions are done, please make your way to the end of the dock we need a group photo for the promos."

The rest of the campers walk down to the end of the Dock of Shame. The cameraman took his sweet time preparing. When he was finally ready, he called to everyone to smile. Most of the teens managed smiles, despite their misgivings and Naruto managed his sensei's infamous eye-smile.

''OK! One...Two...Three...oops, OK, forgot the lens cap...OK, hold that pose, One...Two...oh! No wait, card's full, hang on!''

''Come on, man, my face is starting to freeze!'' Leshawana complained.

''Got it, everyone say, Wawanakwa!''

The campers replied. ''Wawanakwa! Whoa!'' The old rigidity bridge collapsed and several of the campers fell in and Naruto stood on one of the wooden piles that were still up.

'OK, guys, dry off, and meet at the campfire pit in 10!''

(Campfire)

"That is Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next eight weeks." Chris waved at the scene, "The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, competition, and maybe even your friends." The campers glanced at each other, "You dig? The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win 100,000 bucks."

"Excuse me," Duncan smirked, "What will the sleeping arrangements will be, because I'd like to request a bunk under her?" He thumbed at Heather.

Heather gasped in disgust, "They're not co-ed, are they?"

"No." The host shook his head, "Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other."

"Excuse me, Kyle?" Lindsay raised her hand, "Can I have a cabin with a lake view since I'm the prettiest?"

"Yeah but that's not really how it works here…" Chris sighed, "And it's Chris."

"But I have to be with Sadie or I'll die!"

"Yeah and I'll break out in hive! It's true!"

"This cannot be happening." Gwen groaned before Owen grabs her and Tyler in headlock, "Aw come on, guys. It'll be fun! Like a sleepover!"

"I agree with the big guy." Naruto chuckled, patting Owen's back. "But not the sleepover bit."

"At least you don't have to sleep next to him," Tyler whispered to Gwen, nodding to Duncan holding a deer in headlock as he grinding his fist on the head.

(Campfire)

"If I call your name out, go stand over there." Chris gesturing at the right side of the campfire before calls them out, "Owen, Gwen, Beth, Trent, Justin, Leshawna, Heather, Cody, Noah, Lindsay, and Katie.

"You are officially known as…" He paused, swipe his hand in air as if he was posting something, "The Screaming Gophers!"

"Wait, what about Katie?" Sadie gasped in horror but Chris ignored her.

"The rest of you, over here." He pointed at his left and calls them out by their names, "Duncan, Courtney, Ezekiel, Harold, DJ, Bridgette, Geoff, Eva, Tyler, Sadie, Izzy and Naruto." He waited as the rest take their place.

"But Sadie is a Gopher! I want to be Gopher!" Katie cried.

"There, there. Katie, is it? Come on." Country escorts Katie to their group, "It'll be okay."

"It is so unfair!" Katie sobbed, "I'll miss you, Sadie!"

"I miss you too."

Chris toss them a red flag, "You guys will officially be known as…" Harold grabbed and unfurled it, "The Killer Bass!"

"It's so…Amazing, gosh!" Harold grinned as he takes a look at their red flag.

"Wait, they've got an extra member on their team? How's that fair?"

"Hey, I don't make the rules, I just enforce them." Chris said with a grin.

"All right, campers! I'm not sure if I already told you that but you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during the competition and confession…" Everyone blinks, confession?

(Confession)

"You'll also be able to share your innermost thoughts or make video diaries any time you want to." Chris grinned at the camera inside the outhouse as the flies flew around him, "Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking, or just get something off your chest."

*Static*

"Um, okay…" Gwen deadpanned, "So far this sucks."

*Static*

"I don't get it…" Lindsay stood in front of camera with her back facing it, "Where's the camera guy?"

*Static*

"Um…Honestly, I'm not really in it for the money." Naruto said to the camera, "I'm just looking for some fun and downtime."

*Static*

A duck was putting on pink lipstick and quacked at the camera in surprise. You can tell that the island would have some unique animals.

*Static*

"Hey guys, check it out. I have something important to say" Owen placed his hands on his hip before he farted loudly.

*Static*

"All right, any questions?" One of them raised their hand, "No? Cool. Let's find your cabins." The host clapped his hands, lending them to the cabins.

(Cabins)

"Gophers, you're in the east cabin." Chris point at the east cabin, "Bass, you're in the west. Grab your stuff and settle in!" The teams walk to their cabins as Chris watches them.

After entering the male side of cabin, Naruto glanced around the cabin before turning to his male teammates, "Who's going to bunk with me?"

"Sure, why not?" Duncan said, he could tell that this guy was going to mind his own business and that was fine with him.

"Top or bottom?"

"Top."

"Alright." Naruto tossed his stuff on the bottom bed. "Let's see what the other guys are up to."

He walked with the others to see Cody flying towards him, he leaned his head to side and Cody crashed to the ground.

"You alright?" Cody let out an incoherent mumble which Naruto took as a 'yes'.

"…Geek decided to hit on chicks in Gophers' cabin…He just walked inside their room…" Duncan chortled, watching Cody pick himself up.

Courtney was about to say something but a loud cry cut her off before everyone glanced to see Lindsay wailing for some reason.

"I'm glad we're in our own cabin with just guys. You know what I mean?" Owen chuckled as the boys starting to give him a look, "I-I-I mean no, I didn't mean like that!" He stammered, "I love chicks. I just don't want to sleep near them...No, I…I…I mean…"

"Riiiiight…" Duncan rolled his eyes.

"Excuse me, Chris." Geoff shouts out to the host with a wave, "Is there a chaperone of any kind in this facility?"

"You're all sixteen," Chris look little nervous for some reason, "As old as a counsellor in training at a regular summer camp." He grinned, "So other than myself, you'll be unsupervised."

"Anyway, you've got a half an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge starting now." Chris turns around and went to the main lodge to talk to his co-worker and get things ready. And suddenly, Lindsay screamed in terror within the Gophers cabin which startled everyone before they took a look inside to see her standing on the chair, pointing at a roach scurrying around.

"Oh man, that white girl can scream." Leshawna said before the roach crawled towards DJ, who let out an unmanly scream that betrayed his image of a giant. He jumped into one of the bunk bed and broke it by accident with his heavy weight.

"That was my bed…" Gwen deadpanned. The rest of campers stomp around, trying to kill the bug before Duncan had the bright idea to kill the roach with an axe. He was about to swing it down on the little critter before Naruto held him back.

"A little overkill for a roach." Naruto deadpanned before he put his hand on the ground and the roach scuttled into his palm. "I'll release the fella outside."

He walked outside and threw the roach into the forest. "See nothing to worry about."

"Except for my bed." Gwen pointed to her ruined bed.

(Main Lodge)

"Listen up, I serve it three times a day," The chef shouted at the teenagers, early Chris introduced the camper to Chef Hatchet and some of campers was little afraid of him. Chef roared at them, "And you'll eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your asses down now!"

"E-E-Excuse me," Beth stuttered in fear. "Will we be getting all the major food groups?"

Chef ignored them as he scooped some of the mystery food onto their tray before Harold spoke up, "Yeah, cause I get hypoglycaemic real bad," Chef's eyes twitched in annoyance at the scrawny kid, "If I don't get enough sugar…"

"You get a lot of shut the fuck up!" The chef roared in Harold's face, send him running to the table in fear.

Owen whispered to Noah with smirk, "Have a cow."

"What was that?" Chef snarled and beckoning him over, "Come closer, fat boy. I can't hear you."

"Um…I didn't really say anything important." Owen chuckled nervously, grabbing his tray. It's better to have something to eat than nothing.

"I'm sure you didn't…" Chef growled before ordering Noah, "And you scrawny kid. Give me your plate!" He dropped another scoop of food, only to have it jump back in his scooper. He growled, whacked it down before Noah walked off with weird look at his food.

'That's impossible…food can't be sentient…can they?' Noah gulped, he swear that the food just growled at him.

"Next!" Naruto took his tray and looked at Chef with a disinterested expression. The cook dropped the food onto the blonde's plate and gave him a nod of respect because he didn't complain unlike those other sissies.

"I think my food just moved…" Gwen stared at her food before Chef mashed it with blank look on his face, "…Right…"

Meanwhile, the Killer Bass team stared at Naruto and his tray, they were all eager to see what was under the mask.

"Itadakimasu!" Naruto clasped his hands together and bowed. "This looks good."

The Killer Bass team were distracted by Chef grabbing Cody as he berated him for dropping the tray and turned back to Naruto and his empty tray.

They blinked at him for a second. Geoff asked the question. "How did you eat so fast?"

"Huh really?" Naruto looked up. "I thought I was going slowly."

'No way!' Was everyone's thought.

"Welcome to main lodge." The host smirked, placing his arms behind.

"Yo, my man." Geoff look up from his tray, "Can we order a pizza?" A cleaver flew past Geoff's head and cut into the doorway above Chris's head. "WHOA! It's cool, G! Brown slop is cool!" The party boy cried as Chef growled, causing most of campers to cower in fear.

Chris chuckled, "Your next challenge begins in one hour."

"What do you think they'll make us do?" Katie whined.

DJ placed his hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm sure it won't be bad. Maybe it's going to be a relaxing challenge."

The teams found themselves on top of a tallest cliff that loomed over the lake. Nothing needed to be said but DJ said what was on everybody's mind. "Oh shit."

This is for the sake of entertainment.