As soon as the girls of the Screaming Gophers entered their side of the cabin, Gwen wordlessly went to her chosen bed in which she would rest in, her mind still occupied on what she might've heard outside.

'It couldn't have been...' Gwen frowned as she placed her suitcase next to her bed. 'No, it just...that couldn't have been my father.' she grimaced even further as she shook her head. She proceeded to sit on the side of her bed, wondering if her ears were failing her.

Then a thought occurred to her. 'Wait...wouldn't the others have heard it as well?' she narrowed her eyes in uncertainty. 'No one had stopped to hear it...did I just imagine it? ...Yeah...that could be it.'

Or...it could be her father's spirit.

Gwen's eyes widened at the thought.

She had been a firm believer in the supernatural. It comes with being a goth...well, actually, she believes it either way. Miracles, psychics, possessions...ghosts. Even a higher being...such as God. She was raised in a Catholic home, although she didn't really practice any of the customs, she does know that she's saved. Her parents were quite understanding though and had told her that the only things she needed to know in life, was that to always love God and to believe what He has done for everyone and to love and care for others. They also told her that everything in the Universe, as well as everything that happens, has a purpose or a reason.

...So why did her father have cancer and die because of it?

She questioned her faith for quite a while after he passed, going into a deep depression. It was three weeks ago since his passing, and she hadn't seen her friends since then, spoke to her family except when she eats, and even when she does, she eats less. She couldn't even continue on with her art. In due time though, around the second week, she received comfort from her mother and brother, and in ways, it helped. And what happened, happened. But her father was a big part of her life. He was the reason she got into art, him being a cartoon artist, and telling her to create anything that her emotions can display, and she took what he said to heart. But now that he's gone...it's like part of her life is gone as well.

She couldn't be mad at God...if it happened, it happened for a reason...but still...why did He take him away from her?

But even after saying all of that, was that really her father's voice she heard outside?

"Hey, Gwen, right?" said a voice above from where the goth sat on her bed.

Thoughts pushed aside, Gwen looked up to see Leshawna, who looked at her curiously.

"Yeah?" Gwen answered with a raised eyebrow.

"Just want to make sure if you're alright?" Leshawna asked. "You seem to space out there when we were outside."

Before Gwen could try to defend herself, the Asian girl known as Heather, scoffed. "Sounds like something a weird goth girl would do alright."

Turning her head to Heather, who's standing next to her bed across from hers, Gwen blinked dumbfounded. Realizing that she was being insulted by the Asian girl, she glared at her. "Excuse me?"

Heather shrugged. "Hey, I'm just stating a fact. Although that would be pretty old if you keep doing that all the time."

Leshawna frowned at the Asian girl, "Hey, you best need to chill on out there, girl."

Heather rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I came here to win, not to make friends. So let's get things straight right here, right now; we may be a team now, but none of you get in my way during the competitions, alright?"

"Sheesh, what crawled up your freakin' ass and died?" Gwen retorted in frustration.

"Oh real cute, goth girl," sneered Heather. "I'm just saying along the lines in the competition, we'll be rivals from here, so don't be surprised that we'll all be at each other's necks in the future."

"We will?" Lindsay asked confused while she unpacked. "Why would we do that? I like to get to know everyone! And I like my neck!"

Heather sighed irritably and made her way out of the cabin, swiftly passing and bumping into Beth on the way who was entering the cabin with her luggage.

"Hey!" Beth called out. She frowned and muttered, "At least say 'excuse me'..."

Leshawna frowned at the door that Heather went out of. "You know, she reminds me of the beginning alphabet; A, queen, B."

"What? But there's a B after A." Lindsay said, who knelt in front of an open drawer as she puts her pajamas in it. "...Is there?" She mulled it over, a little confused.

Gwen just stared at Lindsay dully for a moment and turned her attention to Leshawna with a smirk, "Nice one, um...?"

"Leshawna," the dark-skinned girl said with a smile.

Gwen nodded with the same smirk. "Okay then. So what brings you here, Leshawna?"

"Ah, well, you know, I came here just for the friendly competition, and of course, the money."

"Hm. Think you're prepared to work with little 'Miss Sunshine' back there?" Gwen asked, mentioning Heather.

"Pfft! I ain't scared of her! She can talk big all she wants, but I bet that's all she can do; talk big. She ain't never met this sister from the hood!"

"Hood, huh? Where are you from?"

"Toronto. Born and raised."

"I thought Toronto was a friendly city."

"Heh, some parts are. Where are you from?"

"Kingston."

"Cool. That city has some nice architecture there. Is it true that it's kind of haunted?"

"Well, it is called "Limestone City". And ghosts like to hang around limestone, so I would say yes. You can also pretty much see where I got my 'goth' look from."

Leshawna chuckled, "You know, you're a cool gal. You're alright in my book."

Gwen smiled lightly, "Thanks. You're alright too."

It was then one of the other girls, Katie entered the cabin, looking distraught.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Lindsay asked in concern.

Katie whimpered, "I really don't want to be separated from Sadie! She's like my BFF! And we're on other teams! We have to face each other!"

"Hey, no worries!" Beth told Katie in comfort, "It's okay, it's just a game. It'll be all in good fun! You'll still be friends with Sadie if that's what you're worried about. If your friendship with her is stronger than you say it is, then you shouldn't worry about anything!"

Katie sniffled. "I...I guess..."

"Hey, we can be your friends!" Lindsay told Katie with a smile.

Sniffling again, Katie said, "R-Really?"

"Sure!" Beth agreed. "We'll help you fill in the void of your friend. If you want us to, that is."

Katie became teary-eyed as she smiled. She nodded and said with a stutter, "T-That would be really nice. In fact, I would really like that! That would be so wonderful! Thank you so much, girls!" she hugged them both, which Lindsay and Beth hugged her back.

Gwen looked on at the scene with a neutral expression, but after a while, she couldn't help but smirk.

'You know...maybe this won't be so bad. Maybe I do need to lighten up a bit...' However, her mind was still on the voice that she heard outside...Gwen looked up at Leshawna, "Hey, can I ask you something?"

Leshawna turned to the goth with a smile, "Sure thing,"

"Did you...hear something outside while we were going in our cabin?"

Leshawna looked at her curiously, "Was that why you stopped and looked at the forest?"

"Uh...yeah," Gwen admitted. "I, um...thought I heard something."

"Really? Like what?"

"Well..." she actually thought about telling Leshawna, but quickly thought against it. It would be kind of personal to tell this girl that she barely knows about hearing her deceased father's voice. She shook her head and said with a smirk, "You know what? It was nothing. I must've heard an animal or something."

Leshawna raised an eyebrow. "Oh...okay. What did it sound like?"

'Shoot. Okay, just think of something half-believable.' "Um...it kind of sounded like...maybe a badger or something?" Gwen shrugged.

"A badger? Out here on an island in this part of Canada?" questioned Leshawna skeptically.

"Hey, I thought so too," Gwen said convincingly.

"Huh...well, that's strange. I hope there ain't any dangerous wild animals around here on this island." Leshawna commented.

"Hm...yeah, me neither." the goth muttered a bit, actually considering that.

'I wonder if this island is full of wildlife...nah, they wouldn't put us in any danger like that. I mean, this show is run by professionals...we're all good.' Gwen nodded at that conclusion.

As soon as Cody entered the cabin with the rest of the boys, he wordlessly went to a bed and placed his suitcase next to it. He stood there, thinking of the goth girl known as Gwen.

'Man...I need to apologize to her...maybe being a 'cool dude' can wait another time. I have to know what's bothering her.'

"Hey, uh, Cody, right?" said a voice behind him.

Cody turned around to see that it was Trent, the musician. He was carrying his guitar case with both of the straps around his arms and shoulders.

"Uh, yeah...Trent, right?" Cody asked.

"Yeah. You okay, man? You seem distracted about something," he asked kindly.

"Oh, uh...just, um...well-" Cody was about to say what's on his mind, until the tanned boy named Noah spoke up.

"He was flirting with the goth girl, but she harshly rejected him," he says with a drawl, reading a book on his new bed.

"Hey, no one asked you!" Cody snapped at him with a scowl. He paused for a second, "Were you watching me and Gwen?"

"So that's her name, huh? And yes. I can't help but watch comedic tragedies play into action." Noah says with dry humor.

Cody frowned as he glowered at him.

"Aw, man, I hate tragedies. They need little pick-me-ups at the end, like a bunny singing about sunshine and rainbows. Haha! That would totally catch people off guard, and they'll have a good laugh about it!" the big guy known as Owen says once he put his luggage down.

"...That...actually could work in that medium." Noah says with pleasant surprise.

"Haha! Sweet!" Owen laughed.

"Um...anyways, do you mean that girl with the teal highlights in her hair?" Trent asked.

The handsome young man known as Justin, who was unpacking his suitcase, heard their conversation and says, "Hm. She is a nice looking gal."

"Yeah..." Cody says as he put his hands in his pockets, deep in thought.

Noah sighed. "Look, don't be so sulky about it. Just try a new tactic next time."

The tech geek looked up. "Wha? No, it's not that, it's just-well, I was gonna apologize to her, but...I think she's bothered by something."

Trent thought about it as well, "Hmm...she did look a little frustrated when I set foot on the island."

"...Maybe it's her time of the month?" Owen speculated.

"Whoa, dude! Too much information!" Justin says as he stopped unpacking and looked at Owen with a grimace.

Cody and Trent both blushed while Noah just scowled at him saying, "Seriously."

Owen grinned sheepishly. "Sorry..."

"Well...either way, I just want to apologize to her and maybe be her friend at least." Cody reasoned.

Trent smiled at the tech geek, "That's commendable."

Turning to the musician, he smiled, "Thanks."

Noah shrugged, "Hey, that's a start. Maybe you should drop the Codemeister bit as well."

Trent blinked and looked at Cody oddly, "The...Codemeister?"

"Well...yeah." Cody smiled weakly, "That's my name for ladi-" he then groaned, "oh, forget it."

Noah raised a brow. "Wow. You gave up on that quickly."

Cody sighs once more, "I mean, who am I kidding? I pretty much made a fool of myself when I tried to talk to girls, as usual, I'm pretending to be something I'm not, and that Gwen girl thinks I'm some dork now. Man, what a way to start this whole reality TV show thing." he says miserably as he facepalmed himself.

Trent frowned at Cody's misfortune. Before he said anything to him, Justin spoke up, "Hey guy, look. So you're a dork, have a lanky frame, a little gawky, and may not look like me. Just stick at what you're good at and some other girl will find an interest in you."

Cody looked at Justin with a dull look. "That...didn't really help at all."

"Uh, let me try, okay?" Trent says to Justin, who just shrugged. The musician turned to Cody, "Look, you pretty much admit that you did something wrong. That takes a lot of guts. And you wanting to be friends with Gwen and burying the hatchet with her is surely a step forward. But you know, you don't have to act like another person to let girls like you. Just be yourself. You seem like a level-headed guy."

The tech geek frowned and as his eyes looked down at the floor. "Well...I just want to let her know that I'm sorry. And I know I should be myself, but I feel like that's not good enough."

"Let me guess; you come from a school that not only runs on status but on looks too?" Noah speculated.

"...You seem to know this stuff pretty well," Cody says with a raised brow.

"Hey, I'm like you in some ways. Although for me, I don't let it bother me whatsoever, because you know what? Screw them. I'm comfortable with my quote-unquote 'nerdy' self, and you should too."

Cody blinked at the somewhat sage advice. "Wow...I mean, I could probably think like that...thanks."

Noah shrugged. "No problem. Just be you, amigo." He went back to reading his book.

"Yeah! I mean, look at me!" stated Owen, "I'm a pretty big guy, and I'm happy and confident with my largeness! And people like me for my jolly personality!"

"Yeah, Cody. Just try to be yourself. I mean, we're all different here, you don't have to be a different person to act like yourself." Trent advised.

Silent as he thought about what each boy said, he nodded, "Okay...I'll try to keep what you all said in mind."

Before anyone said anything else, the voice of the host Chris came blaring outside.

"Twenty minutes!" he called from a megaphone. "Just a little reminder!"

After Chris was quiet, Trent says, "I think we better unpack our stuff," He patted Cody on the shoulder with a smile, "Remember what we said, okay Cody?"

"Yeah...I will." Cody nodded with a smile as well.

As soon as the guys and girls all unpacked their things, they relaxed in their cabin for a while until it was time to go to the main lodge where the mess hall is. They met Chef Hatchet, who instructed them that they'll be eating exactly three meals a day. They soon gathered in a line to get their somewhat questionable lunch that Chef is preparing. Chris came in to also say that they have forty-five minutes to finish their food and have an hour until the challenge starts.

Once Gwen got her food, which was a steaming bowl of unappetizing-looking 'soup' on a serving tray, she sat down at the long table, seemingly all alone there. However, the voice she heard outside a while ago bothered her to no end. She thought about it some more as she sat at the table, a troubled frown on her face.

'I'm not going crazy, am I? That couldn't be what I've heard. But...if that was my father, then...what could it mean?'

"Um...hey."

Snapping out of her thoughts, Gwen turned to see...Cody. He was carrying his tray and bowl of soup as well. She glared at him, but her features softened a bit when she saw that Cody looked nervous.

"Uh, hi," Cody began to say, "Okay, um...look, I'm...I'm really sorry. I was acting kind of...well, not myself. And...I'm, uh, sorry if I came out strong on the flirting. I don't want there to be any bad blood between us, and...well, I just want to start over. But before we do, I just...want to know if you're okay? You seem like you're upset about something. I hope I'm not prying or anything like that, I'm just...I'm just concerned."

Gwen looked at him, eyes widened a bit in surprise at how civil and nice he was acting. Was this the same guy who tried to hit on her in the most arrogant way possible?

...Well, she didn't actually give him a chance to say anything else. She basically told him to shove off...it kind of made her feel bad snapping at him like that back at the campfire pit now that she thinks about it. Her eyes soften as she looked at Cody, who looked a little anxious standing there in the mess hall.

'Huh...well, I guess there are even more surprises in store for me today.'

Seeing as she still hadn't answered Cody's question, she then said, "Uh...yeah, I'm...I'm really fine. I'm just...thinking about some certain stuff that's happening in my life right now."

"Oh. Um, okay...do you, uh...want to talk about it?" Cody asked, wincing at what the supposed answer would be.

Gwen looked at Cody again, but with a neutral expression.

Cody, feeling like he had intruded in her space, stuttered, "U-Um, uh, I-I mean, s-sorry, I was-I was just-I mean...you know...talking about it can help sometimes."

Gwen stared at him for a second, until she gave him a small smile. "Yeah...it does."

Cody blinked and smiled sheepishly.

Gwen chuckled. "Cody, right?"

"Uh, y-yeah."

"Okay then. Well...since we're apologizing, I do want to say that I'm sorry I blew up on you. I guess I was acting kind of bitchy towards you back there."

"Oh, no, I completely deserved it! I mean, I was acting kind of a...well, kind of a dork, I would think."

Gwen smiled once more. "You want to sit down?"

"Huh?" Cody looked confused. "You mean...next to you?"

Gwen rolled her eyes with a smile. "Well, you could, if you want."

"Oh! Uh...okay!" He says with a smile as he sits next to Gwen's right side. "So, um...what's been bugging you?"

Gwen's smile faded as she looked thoughtful. "Well...it's mostly..." she sighed and shook her head, "It's mostly family stuff..."

"Oh..." Cody can make two deductions out of that; one of her parents wasn't always there for her, or someone died in the family. He wondered which one it could be, but then he figured that now wasn't a good time to even talk about it since they're in public. So it was then decided as he said, "Um, you don't have to tell me anymore. No, I-I mean," he mentally cursed to himself. "If it's way too much of a touchy subject for you, then I understand if you don't want to delve any further."

Gwen looked at him and smiled. "Actually, I do want to discuss this with somebody. Of course, not here. Maybe...after lunch?"

Cody, who was surprised that Gwen would even be willing to talk to him about this, smiled in appreciation. "Sure."

"So what're y'all doing?" Leshawna came up to them as she sat next to Gwen's other side.

"Oh, hey Leshawna. Just chatting away with Cody here," Gwen says as she motioned to the boy.

"Oh...you mean the 'Codemeister'?" Leshawna says with a raised brow.

"Uh, heh, yeah. I'm...kind of done with that now." Cody says a little sheepishly.

Leshawna looked at him warily, but she soon smiled at him. "Alright then. Nice to meet ya, Cody."

"Same," Cody says with a two finger salute.

Leshawna chuckled. "So, how about this food, huh?"

"I'm not sure if I label this as 'food'," Gwen says with a wince as she averts her attention to the 'soup'.

"Yeah..." Cody grimaced at the bubbling concoction.

It was then Tyler sat across from them at the table. "Shh! Don't let that Chef Hatchet guy hear you," he quietly warned.

"Yeah, unless you want a second helping," Noah says as he sat next to Cody.

"Aw, come on guys, I'm sure it isn't that bad!" Geoff tried to reassure them as he sat next to Tyler. As he looked at his soup again, he sees what looks like a frog leg floating in it. "...Uh...it might be a French delicacy?" he says hesitantly with an uneasy smile.

"Yeeeah, I ain't eating this," Duncan says as he sat next to Leshawna.

"It is rather...unrefined looking," Courtney threw her two cents in, sitting next to Noah.

"Yeah, um...it doesn't look too pleasant," Trent says as he sat next to Tyler's other side.

"Don't act like I can't hear you kids! Y'all are gonna eat it and feel good too!" Chef hollered out to them from the kitchen, which they cringed.

"Uugh! I don't think I can eat this anyways. I'm a vegetarian," Bridgette says as she grimaced at the soup, sitting down next to Courtney.

"Really? You don't eat meat whatsoever?" Harold asked as he sat next to her.

"Yeah," Bridgette confirmed, "I just can't imagine eating something that used to be an animal. I mean they're put here on Earth just to live, right?"

"Well, animals eat other animals, and we're basically animals ourselves," Noah stated.

"Oh, that is such a barbaric thing to say," Courtney scoffed as she rolled her eyes.

Noah shrugged, "Hey, way of nature."

"Well...I mean, I don't personally believe in any form of violence," Bridgette said a little hesitantly, "I believe in the power of universal cosmic love. We're all made with love and have the ability to love, so I think we should always love one another, including animals. Also, if some animals, like dogs and cats, can love and get along with other people, then I think we should learn from their example and get along too."

"Huh. That's some deep insightful stuff there, Bridgette," Harold said with a smile.

"Thanks!" Bridgette says with a happy smile, "Harold, right?"

"Yep! Just to let you know, I like animals as well. Got a pet gerbil named Kirk in my room and my family owns a cat named Henry. Coolest part? Kirk and Henry are like best friends. Kirk likes to ride on Henry's back for fun at times."

"Really? Aww, that sounds so cute!" Bridgette cooed.

Harold chuckled. "Yeah, I always get a kick out of it."

"Hm. I have a little Shih Tzu named Percy back at home. He's very well behaved," Courtney advised. "I can quite agree with your take though, Bridgette."

"Ah, thanks," Bridgette rubbed the back of her head with a shy smile. "So you're a CIT, Courtney?"

"Indeed I am. I want to try to encourage the youth of today that they can do anything if they can put their mind to it, as well as solve their inner problems."

"Well, that sounds nice," Trent said with a smile.

"Thank you." she smiled. "I just hope I can succeed in doing my absolute best in this competition."

Heather scoffed as she sat down next to Geoff, "Well, tough luck, cause I am."

"Oh, hello Heather," Gwen says, frowning at her with a slight glare.

"Uh, are you trying to talk to me?" Heather says with a sneer.

"Yeah, she is. What, did you forget how?" Leshawna snarked.

"Don't test me, hood girl," Heather says with a glare.

"Uh...let's just try to eat our, um...food," Cody says as he looked at the soup with hesitation.

"Pfft, yeah...food," Duncan says in sarcasm. "It looks like swamp water to me."

"Y'all ain't gonna leave until you finish the whole bowl!" Chef hollered out again.

They all glance at each other and back at their soup in dread.

"We don't have much of a choice, do we?" Noah says with a wince.

"Nope!" Chef declared, "My great-grandma made this back in her day! It's good for the body, soul, and and it cleanses your colon!"

"Okay, did we really need to know that last part?" Gwen says with disgust.

"Hey, you'll thank me if either of y'all are constipated!"

"I don't think that's appropriate to say when we're about to eat," Trent says uneasily.

"When? I don't care if it is good for your body and soul, I ain't letting my tongue near this stuff!" Leshawna stated.

"For once, I agree with hood girl," Heather says with a grimace.

"Fine. Then all of you won't win the competition because you all don't know good food even if something bit you in the butt!" Chef says with his arms crossed, looking a little peeved.

"Had to involve the butt again, did you?" Noah dryly says.

While they still looked at the soup in disgust, Izzy inspected it carefully. She picked up a spoon and scooped some of the broth up. She smelled it and put it close to her lips with a sip. Her eyes widened and then she smiled, "Hey, not bad!" She then grabbed the bowl and started to drink the soup savagely from it.

The rest of the contestants just looked at her in both shock and repulsion.

Ezekiel, curious, grabbed a spoon and scooped up some soup as well and tasted it. He raised his eyebrow. "...It really isn't bad, eh."

Everyone looked at each other skeptically. Some each decided to go for it, as they slightly tasted the soup...

"...It kind of has a good brothy taste to it," DJ threw his two cents in.

"It...kind of tastes like minestrone...I don't know if that's good or bad," Bridgette says as she blinked.

"Mmm!" Lindsay hummed in delight, "This may look icky, but it really tastes good! Wow! It's like inner beauty!"

"It's...not really bad," Cody says a little surprised.

"See?" Chef said as he felt proud, "Like my great grandma said, "A little good in your gut goes a long way down!"

"Okay, two things. One; your great-grandmother said that? Was she even alive back then? And two; you really like metaphors about the butt, do you?" Courtney asked him.

"Hey, she was really old. And she was the one who said this stuff, not me," Chef clarified.

Gwen took one cautious look at her bowl. Eyeing the contents of the soup, she picked up her spoon and scooped some of it up. Cringing at the sight of it, she was about to sip it...

...Gwen.

Startled, she dropped her spoon, making it splash into the bowl. The rest of the contestants turned to her, curiosity expressing in their eyes towards the goth girl at what made her react like that.

"Gwen? Are you okay?" Cody asked in worry.

"Yeah, what's up?" Leshawna asked as well, a little concerned.

"Uh..." Gwen shifted her eyes to the other contestants, some of them looking at her with worry, while some of them looked at her oddly.

Gwen.

"D-Did you hear that?" Gwen asked them in alarm.

The campers all looked next to each other, wondering what she meant by that.

"Hear what, Gwen?" Trent asked.

"Uh, I didn't hear anything," Geoff says in confusion.

Heather groaned, "What is it with you goth girls hearing stuff?"

Courtney put a hand on her chin. "Hmm...interesting."

Gwen looked at everyone to see if they were messing with her, but it looked like their puzzled faces were actually sincere.

"U-Uh..."

'That voice...it...it was definitely dad.'

"Gwen? Is...everything alright?" Cody asked with a concerned frown.

"Hey, Gwen, right? You okay?" Chef asked her with a raised eyebrow.

Silent for a second, the goth girl answered, "Uh, y-yeah. I'm...I'm fine..." she put her hand on her forehead. "I'm...I'm sorry everyone, I...I need some air." she got up from her seat and began walking out the mess hall.

"Gwen?" Cody called out to her, but she kept going, her walk turning into a powerwalk state.

Everyone just looked at each other. Most of them shrugged and went back to eating, while some were wondering what happened.

"Wow...I hope she's okay," Bridgette says, a little worried.

"Me too," DJ says with a frown.

"Yeah, that was kind of weird," Harold says as he scratched his head.

"Hmm...she's certainly a peculiar one," Courtney stated.

"Tch, freak," Heather muttered.

"You shut your mouth, Little Miss Priss," Leshawna warned her with a glare.

"Yeah, come on, what's up with you?" Trent asked with a scowl.

"Pfft, whatever. All I know is that she's gonna weigh us down at the competition," Heather says as she ate her soup.

Cody glared at her, "Hey, the games haven't even started yet. We got an hour. And don't call Gwen names and say stuff about her like that."

Heather rolled her eyes. "I can say whatever I want, dork."

"Okay, enough with the arguing! Just get back to eating the soup!" Chef hollered out.

Heather 'hmphed' and went back to eating the concoction, while Cody looked back at the exit that Gwen went out of.

'I wonder what it was that Gwen heard?' he thought with a worried frown.

Meanwhile, Chef looked at the exit that Gwen went out of as well in curiosity.

'Hmm...that's strange...I need to ask Chris about that Gwen girl. Either she has a mental problem or...' his eyes widened as he remembered the island's past. '...I have to keep my guard up. I don't trust Chris when it comes to these locations, and I just can't ignore what this island had endured. I really have a feeling that something fishy is goin' on here on this island...'

Chef looked deep in thought...he then sipped a bit of his soup that he prepared in a bowl, thinking more about it.

There we have it! I hope this was a good chapter! Don't worry, the villain will make itself know in the next chapter...kind of. XP

So yeah, I hope I did well with character interactions and whatnot! Also, big thanks to CMR Rosa for commissioning the cover for the story to qMargot on DA! :D

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