Things certainly cooled down after the final episode of TDI. The twenty-two campers spent their remaining time relaxing as much as humanely possible, and drank Pina Coladas to their hearts' content. The last seven days at the Playa de Losers were filled with enjoyablemoments, and a lack of explosions. For the most part.

Heaven in other words, especially for the teens who had spent most of their time at hell, right around the corner.

The winner of the whole ordeal—(Doe, for those having trouble with the lack of an episode recap) was more than happy to sleep in on that final day; especially after having to wake up to Chris's blaring wake up calls on the intercom for the majority of her summer.

"WAKE UP!"

Unfortunately, she'd unwittingly found a new alarm clock: a certain insane redhead.

"Gah!" Doe yelped, flying upright in her bed. "Oh, hey Effie!" Doe's tone grew significantly less shocked as she recognized the crazy one in front of her—apparently she was used to things like this happening between her and her friend. "Uh…how'd you get in here?"

"Oh that's not important," Effie giggled, with a dismissive wave of her hand. Doe raised an eyebrow, but grinned.

"Alright, alright," Doe chuckled as she slid out of her bed and peeked out her curtain. "Is anyone else up?"

"Of course! It's ten. I wasn't about to let you sleep in all day."

"So you decided to sneak in my room and scream me awake," Doe deducted.

"Well…yeah, pretty much."

"You could've knocked."

"Where's the fun in that?" retorted Effie. "Don't worry though, you're not going to miss the fun—after all, Laura is still asleep. And I happen to have a matching set of blow horns."

"It's a date, then!" Doe cackled, wondering whether or not she should take a camera along. "Man alive, I really am gonna miss this."

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As a very angry Laura chased the hysterically laughing duo away from the hotel, Rachel and Thomas watched nearby, curious yet cautious.

"We…probably shouldn't get involved," Rachel muttered.

"Phew," Thomas breathed in relief. "Not to be mean mon, but those girls are kind of…crazy."

"Not to worry about insulting them, Thomas," Rachel said amiably. "They take crazy as a complement." Thomas chuckled, and grinned at Rachel.

"I can't believe we're going to see each other again in such a short amount of time," he mused, changing the subject. "School might be a bit more relaxing at least."

"With Chris as the principal?" Kenny questioned, walking up towards the duo with Leti skipping behind him. "I doubt it."

"If Chris is the principal, is Chef the lunch lady?" Leti whimpered. "That…scares me. I think I just lost my breath a little just by thinking about it!"

"Too much to think about," Kenny agreed. "Lucky Raphael gets to skip out on it all."

"It wasn't my choice," Raphael pointed out, walking up to the now-quartet-group along with Ashlynn. "Besides, I really am not looking forward to the fact that all twenty-one of you will be reunited while I'll probably be doing something significantly less interesting."

"At least you're free from dodge balls!" Thomas offered him, with a wide grin.

"Speaking of escaping running gags…" Riley remarked, trailing up to the growing mass with, unsurprisingly, Rosetta nearby. "Since Raphael is leaving, I believe I'll need to find a new victim."

"Riley," Rosetta groaned. "Aw, don't go into that again."

"You can't fight the forces of nature," Riley amended. He glanced at the present company. "Hm…alright…I choose…Kenny." Kenny groaned and slapped his forehead. "I now dub you Jenny. There, problem solved. That was easy enough."

"Was that it?" Kenny asked, with an eyebrow quirked.

"No, Jenny, it most certainly was not. Really, I'm insulted. Do you think that's the best I could come up with? One meager insult? You know me better than that."

"I thought you weren't supposed to be mean anymore," Leti muttered, glaring at Rosetta as if blaming her for her boyfriend's somewhat evil ways.

"Don't look at me," Rosetta shot back. "Besides, it's Riley. His personality is unmistakable, and quite frankly, unchangeable."

"One hundred percent true," Riley verified. "I'm one of a kind."

"Thankfully," Raphael muttered under his breath.

"Hey guys!" Charity shouted from the distance, running towards the group with Allister trailing behind her. "We just got back from breakfast. What's up?"

"Oh the usual," Ashlynn assured her. "Laura's being cranky, Doe and Effie are being crazy, and Riley's being…well, being himself."

"As in, being a conceited, arrogant, sarcastic narcissist with a God complex?" Allister questioned. The others nodded, Riley himself included, albeit with a proud grin on his face.

"Changing the subject," Rachel chimed in. "I heard Chris is coming here since it's the last day. He's gonna talk about the sequel, or something."

"Oh joy," Kenny sighed. "Maybe he's doing a PowerPoint. He could bore us to death, then."

"Don't give him ideas now," Raphael cautioned. "You never know if he's watching." Leti shuddered at this.

"Does he really have nothing better to do to watch teens relax at a hotel? That's…really…creepy…" she mumbled.

"Well, it is Chris," Allister mused. "King of Creepy. I always did wonder how he spends his free time."

"Probably plotting," Ashlynn offered.

"Or practicing evil laughs," Rachel added.

"Or going to movies and shopping with his best buddy Chef," Raphael chuckled.

"Well, instead of talking about something we hate—emphasis on thing because I'm not quite sure if Chris is one hundred percent human—how about we actually go ahead and do something? Like Jenny said, Chris's presentation is sure to be boring, so let's just go have some fun already," Riley offered.

"That's actually a good idea," Rosetta laughed.

"Why do you sound so surprised?" Riley teased. The two of them walked off—still arguing/flirting.

"Well, that sounds good to me too," Thomas said pleasantly. "Who's up for a game of chicken in the pool? Rachel will be on my shoulders, Charity will be on Allister's, Leti will be on Kenny's, and Ashlynn will be on Raph--"

"You might have that mixed up," Ashlynn said lightly.

"Oh yeah. Raphael will be on Ashlynn's shoulders, and then we're good to go."

Raphael slapped his forehead at this, while Ashlynn just grinned and winked at him.

"This is awkward," the scrawnier one grumbled, climbing on his girlfriend's shoulders as the four couples went off to the pool.

"Don't look at me. Our whole relationship is defined as awkward," Ashlynn replied, carrying Raphael with ease. "Anyhow, it's obvious I have to carry you, since you're so tiny. You'd better not be bad at slapping and pushing."

"Unfortunately, I was born with these very small hands," Raphael said dryly. "Let's just get this over with."

"Fine, Mr. Cranky," Ashlynn laughed. "Put a smile on that face!"

"Said the sarcastic one," Raphael reminded her. "Since when are you in such a good mood?"

"Why shouldn't I be?" questioned Ashlynn. "C'mon, you'd do this for me, wouldn't you?"

Raphael paused, and then smiled.

"Yes, alright. For you I would, Ashlynn."

Ashlynn grinned.

"Thanks. Now, here's the game plan…"

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Hours passed, and with the whole day behind them, the twenty-two campers made their way inside the hotel's main lobby to see Chris's bound-to-be-boring presentation.

"Oh it can't be that bad, guys!" Alice chirped, grinning at the other twenty-one contestants. "I mean, he's telling us about another chance to win…money! Moolah! Cash! The big green ones! The--"

"We get the point!" Joel groaned, covering Alice's mouth with his hand. With a yelp, he pulled it away in a few seconds.

"You bit me!" He accused. Alice whistled innocently.

"She bit you?" Jade repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Wow, quite the intimate relationship you got going on there."

"Don't judge me!" Alice cried in dramatic indignation.

Once inside, they all took their seats. Chris was already there, looking relatively disgruntled.

"Alright, I had a video on the computer ready," he said in annoyance. "But it was crushed by Hunter's skateboard."

"An accident, I swear," Hunter snickered, his hands up in defense. Satine covered her mouth with her arm to muffle her laughter.

"Whatever. So, I guess I'll just talk--"

"Is it alright if I sleep?" Warren asked hopefully.

"No! Jeez, you guys are idiots!"

"No need for name calling, Chris," Kevin remarked, chuckling as he and Doe exchanged a high-five. Chris crossed his arms.

"Hostility is said to be my most entertaining quality," Chris informed them.

"Oh really?" Leo questioned. "Who said that?"

"My fan club!" Chris replied.

"All two of them," Riley added. "Chef included." Chris rolled his eyes.

"Can I just get on with the stupid information session?" The campers nodded. "Great. Alright, so, all of you are going home tonight, as you know. Once there, you'll spend the remainder of your summer at home."

"Well thank you Captain Obvious," Ashlynn snickered.

"No interruptions! Anyways, once school starts, the school you'll be going to is actually none other then…Doe's school!"

"WHAT?!" Doe, who had been lightly dozing off in her chair, flew upright. "Are you serious?!"

"Dead serious! Anyways, the travel fee is already paid out. You guys will go and stay there for the school year. When school is not in session, you guys are going to be occupying a hotel. Unfortunately, there's nothing quite as nice and homely as our cabins so the hotel is actually relatively…nice. Frankly, not quite amusing.

"I will be the principal! Chef will be the lunch lady, gym teacher, and nurse!"

"All three of them at once?" Allister asked, surprised. "How to plan to manage that?"

"We have our ways. Now then, all of you will be competing for the prized title of prom king and queen! You guys won't be eliminated, but you'll still work in challenges and whatnot. Should be fun, right?"

"Wrong!" The majority of the campers shouted in unison.

"Couldn't care less. And…the rest of it, you will find out once you get there. It's a secret."

"You can't tell us?" Leti whined.

"If I did, it wouldn't be a secret! Duh! Now then…" Chris continued. "All of you, go home!"

"We can't wait until morning…?" Kenny asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Nope. We booked the boats to come late at night. Cheaper that way."

"Of course," Rachel sighed. She stood upright, and the others followed suit, glancing at their friends and romantic interests as if they really were never going to see each other again.

"Oh don't worry," Chris told the camera. "Sequel's coming up pretty soon. They'll see each other again soon enough. Heck, they'll probably get tired of each other soon enough."

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Doe, Kevin, and Effie were the first ones out of the hotel and packed. Each camper had their own separate boat, same as how they came. Before they had left, Doe had insisted that her winnings were to be paid to her…in cash. She now struggled with a heavy inconvenient sack in an amusing-to-watch manner.

"Well, looks like this is it, guys," Kevin mused, glancing at his girlfriend and his girlfriend's best friend once the three of them had reached the docks near their boats. "The good thing is—we get to see each other in school again!" He grinned, and Effie and Doe grinned back, with moods that were impossible to damper.

"And I have three hundred thousand big ones!" Doe giggled, hauling her sack into her boat. She eyed Effie and Kevin. "And hm…there's three hundred thousand, and three of us…"

"I am not accepting a hundred thousand from you Doe," Kevin said instantly. "No way."

"Me neither!" Effie proclaimed. "I have other (possibly illegal) ways of gettin' my loot!"

"But I want to give you guys something," Doe whined. "You guys are so awesome!"

"We know!" Effie assured her. "But that's a mighty big gift there, buddy! Too big!"

"Oh fine, you guys are no fun," Doe teased. "I'll find someway to repay you, even if I have to trick you to do it."

"I'd like to see you try," Kevin teased back, knocking Doe lightly on the arm. Doe grinned, and without another word, leaned forward and kissed Kevin passionately.

"I'm gonna miss you guys, even if it's only for a little bit!" Doe mused. "Ah well, I suppose I have some catching up to do at home…"

"Me too," Kevin agreed. "Man, it's gonna be weird, not seeing the guys back home during the school year."

The driver of Doe's boat honked at her, apparently a rather impatient fellow.

"Sheesh, fine!" Doe grumbled, climbing up her boat's ladder up to its deck. She waved to Kevin and Effie. "Bye guys! See you in about a week!"

"Bye, Doe!" Effie called out.

"Love you!" Kevin told her.

"Love you too!" Doe giggled, blushing. Her boat sped away, leaving Kevin and Effie on the dock.

"So what are you going to do now that this is over, Effie? Hang out with friends? Family?" Kevin questioned, curious. Effie said nothing at first, but rather, scampered up her boat. Kevin, confused, climbed up his own as well. The boats' engines revved, and Effie eyed Kevin with a mischievous grin.

"Silly boyfriend of my best friend," Effie cackled. "I'm doing the same thing I do every night…try to take over the world!"

Her boat drove away into the night, leaving Kevin sincerely wondering about Doe's taste in friends.

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The next two out were Riley and Rosetta.

"You know Kitten, I was thinking about what Leti said…" Riley mused, as they began their walk to the docks. "Would it be better if I was a nicer person? Romantic, even? Would you like that?" Rosetta raised an eyebrow.

"That might just be a little too weird for my tastes. What exactly did you have in mind?"

"Hm…shallow complements?" Riley suggested, as the two reached closer to the docks. "Here's one—your eyes are like pools of honey."

"That did absolutely nothing for me except make me hungry," Rosetta replied.

"What about gifts? Chocolate?"

"Overdone."

"Roses?"

"Thorny and overdone."

Riley, pondering this, paused when the two finally reached the docks.

"What if I watched you while you slept?" Riley offered, half-joking.

"Well now, that's just creepy. Been reading Twilight, have you?" Rosetta teased. Riley smirked.

"I don't suppose becoming a sparkly white vampire would help my chances, would it?" he questioned.

"Riley," Rosetta said, shaking her head. "You don't need to help your chances."

"Why's tha--" Riley began, but was cut off when Rosetta kissed him.

"Ah," Riley mused, once they had finished. He grinned. "I see." Rosetta winked at him, and climbed up the ladder leading to her boat.

"Never change for anyone Riley," she told him, as the boat began speeding away. "Not even me!"

"Got it," Riley said softly, as he went to the top of his own boat. "See ya…Rosetta."

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The two brothers, Joel and Leo, followed out the door with Alice riding on Joel's shoulders. Laura, who had finished packing as well, found herself walking alongside the trio.

"Mush!" the tiny Australian giggled, resting her chin on the twin's curly head.

"How did I agree to this again?" Joel wondered to himself.

"Cause you're a sucker for love!" Leo exclaimed, grinning hugely. "Face it bro, you're going soft!" Laura snickered quietly.

"I am not!" Joel protested.

"Oh yes you are, moron," Laura told him. "You went from a conniving whiny twin to playing piggyback with Shorty here," she finished, nodding towards Alice.

"C'mon, Joel," Alice teased. "Admit it. You think I'm awesome! You think I'm preeeetty!"

"Shut it," Joel grumbled back.

"Don't mess up the chance with the first girl who's agreed to go on a date with you," Leo advised.

"The first?" Alice repeated. "Oh ho…this is interesting, mate. Am I the first because you've had no shots with anyone else, or am I the first just because you couldn't help but fall for my charms?"

"Okay fine!" Joel growled. "Yes, you are the first. Yes, I think you're pretty. Yes, I think you're nice. And sweeter than I am, and blah, blah, blah."

"Got it on tape!" Alice crooned suddenly, jumping off Joel's shoulders and landing on the dock where they now stood. She waved a recorder triumphantly. "This is going straight to the internet!"

"You just got bamboozled from one of the ditziest girls on the show," Laura remarked. "Smooth." She shook her head, laughing, and climbed up her boat.

"No goodbye making out for you, meany!" Alice proclaimed as she boarded her boat. "You told me to shut it!" She stuck her tongue out. "So long!"

Joel and Leo watched as the two girls drove off. Then, shaking their heads, they went to their own boat and sat down on the deck.

"God help me…" Joel said slowly, once they began driving away. "I love that crazy chick."

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Following shortly was the newest couple, Satine and Hunter.

"I've got to take you skateboarding sometimes, Satine," Hunter told her. "It's totally awesome!"

"I don't know how to skateboard though…" Satine mused, rubbing her head sheepishly.

"I can teach you!" Hunter offered.

"I'm such a klutz though!" Satine laughed. "I'd have tons of spills and crashes and whatnot…"

"Well, it's only if you want to," mused the skater.

"Ah fine, I bet it'll be fun," Satine concluded. "Only since you're the teacher, though. Bring two skateboards to school, I can learn after classes." Hunter nodded excitedly, and the two stopped walking once they reached their boats.

"I don't have to pick out a pink skateboard for you, do I?" Hunter awkwardly asked her suddenly.

Satine laughed, and kissed Hunter on the cheek.

"No, it doesn't have to be pink," she assured him, throwing her baggage over to her boat and hopping aboard. "Nothing too scary though."

"Got it," Hunter confirmed, tapping his forehead.

"If it is too scary though," Satine warned. "Then you'll be going straight back to the story and buying the girliest skateboard there is!" Hunter gulped.

"Yikes," he said, jumping on his own boat as well. "I'll try to remember that. So long, future skateboard pupil!"

"And so long, future skateboard teacher!" Satine laughed. "I'll see you in school!"

Hunter nodded, and grinned, already picking out matching skateboard designs in his head.

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Warren and Jade were out next, just by chance.

"Oh God," Jade complained. "I'm not walking with you because you're supposed to be a future romantic interest for me, am I?"

"I hope not," Warren whimpered, giving Jade's gothic getup a once-over.

"Good th—I mean, hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" Jade questioned angrily.

"Well, you're kind of scary…" Warren said slowly.

"And you're kind of lazy…" Jade shot back. "Jeez, unbelievable. Next year's gonna be a long year." With that, she jogged ahead of Warren, all the way to her boat.

"Ah boy," Warren groaned. "I can already imagine the fun it's gonna be with her still around."

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The soon-to-be-separated couple, Ashlynn and Raphael, made their way across the Playa de Losers, already saddened by their known fate.

"It's gonna be a long ride home," Ashlynn muttered, glancing over to the horizon. She turned her gaze from the lake to Raphael. "Thanks for everything Raphael, sincerely." She grinned. "You're the best thing that's happened to me here."

"Likewise," Raphael said softly, knowing the goodbye was coming up, but hoping he could delay it just a bit longer. "Honestly, you made Wawanakwa much more fun for me. I jumped off a cliff, for Christ's sake."

"So you do admit that was fun?" Ashlynn laughed.

"Okay no, I still can't believe I agreed to do that. But you get my point," he chuckled, smiling weakly. He suddenly felt very stupid, for he could feel his eyes starting to mist over. Ashlynn hugged him instantly.

"You idiot," she said softly. "It's supposed to be the girl crying at the goodbye." Still, Raphael could see she was starting to cry a bit too. The two kissed, until their boat drivers started to honk at them in impatience.

"Promise you'll write?" Raphael asked.

"Every day," Ashlynn assured him. The two began climbing up to the top of their boats.

"It's gonna be a long school year for you," Raphael admitted nervously, still facing Ashlynn. "Chris, without a doubt, will be trying to tell the audience we broke up or some other ridiculous lie. Not to mention Laura will probably be talking about it too…they really will try to mess it up for us."

"Feh," Ashlynn scoffed, wearing that triumphant, confident grin that Raphael loved. "I'd like to see them try."

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After those two came Rachel and Thomas.

"I'm kind of scared, Thomas," Rachel told him, as the two held hands and walked to the docks. "It's yet another season of drama—fights are sure to ensue."

"But we're the optimistic couple!" Thomas exclaimed. "Mon, we haven't got into a fight during this season, I'm sure we'll be fine in the next!" He grinned reassuringly.

"Alright, alright," Rachel giggled. "I can't argue with that. You're just way too sweet, you know?"

"You wouldn't rather have me be mean, would you?" Thomas asked, confused.

"Course not!" Rachel exclaimed. "I don't think you could even pull of mean if you wanted too!"

"I could try…" Thomas mused. He crossed his arms, smirked, and raised one eyebrow incredulously—looking an awful lot like a certain orange-headed fellow. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it, unsure what to do. Rachel burst out laughing.

"At least you had the pose down!" She told him between laughs.

"I don't think mean is in my genes, mon," Thomas admitted awkwardly. "Maybe I'll just stick with being the optimistic one."

"The optimist and the pacifist," Rachel remarked, rolling her eyes slightly. "I'm sure we'll do swimmingly in a high school filled with angry angsty teens."

"Oh, I'm sure we'll do just fine," Thomas mused. "If not…well…then we'll be reality show has-beens."

"Lovely," Rachel remarked. She hugged Thomas tightly then, since they reached the docks. "Keep grinning Thomas, you know what they say. Laugh, and the whole world laughs with you…"

"And hopefully not at you," Thomas agreed. "Because that, frankly, is not quite as fun."

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Charity and Allister left for the docks next.

"The rest of summer is really gonna be boring compared to what we've done here," Charity laughed. "I can't imagine they can fit explosions and bears into school, either, so next season should be considerably less life-threatening."

"It's gonna be weird without the danger," Allister agreed. "I doubt I'll miss it though. I know what I am gonna miss though…" he glanced at Allister.

"Chef?" Charity guessed. Allister slapped his forehead. "Kidding! I was kidding!"

"Well good," Allister grumbled. "Even though that wasn't very funny."

"Oh, you're laughing on the inside," Charity snickered.

"For a Goth, you're mighty talkative," Allister commented.

"Yes, we'll, it's good to be an abnormally abnormal," Charity replied. "We abnormally abnormal people have to stick together, you know. It's the abnormal code." Allister raised an eyebrow at this—both of them made it to the clearing by then. What, did you think I was going to say docks?

"Okay, now you're just overdoing it," Allister chuckled.

"Well fine then," Charity sighed. "I'll just have to come up with some new jokes then, won't I?"

"Or a new writer," Allister offered.

"Yeah…" Charity mused. "Hey, did we just break the fourth wall again?"

"I think we might've."

"And did we do another discreet insult to the current author?"

"Yup."

"Ah. Same old, same old then."

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The final couple out was Leti and Kenny.

"Such a pretty night…" Leti mused. "How is it that the nature-y things here are so much nicer here then at Wawanakwa? It's like all rain or sunshine avoids that place…it's a deep dark hole…of doom!"

"Deep dark hole of doom," Kenny echoed. "Yup, that pretty much sums up Camp Wawanakwa. I can't believe we're free of that place."

"But not free of each other!" Leti giggled. "Oh wait, I mean that in a nice way. That came out sounding mean. Everyone we met here is so awesome! 'Cept for Laura of course. Hey, who knows, maybe she'll find a guy next season!"

"Who would date Laura?" Kenny asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Ah, you never know. Maybe deep down Laura has a soft spot. A creamy center. Like a cupcake!"

"Well, there's a thought," Kenny laughed. "Anyways, what do you have planned for the rest of your summer?"

"Hm…shopping, hanging with friends," she winked. "Bragging about my new boyfriend…and you?"

"I honestly don't know," Kenny admitted. "Part of me wants to celebrate that TDI is over, the other part is really sad that I won't see you for a while."

"Well, call me then!" Leti giggled, making the phone sign with her hand. "You have my number on your cell."

"I do?" Kenny asked, surprised.

"Yup! Well, I put it there. One step ahead, and all that. That's okay, right?"

"Sure is," Kenny agreed. "As long as we don't have to talk about shopping. I'm not quite ready for that, yet."

"Oh you will be…" Leti said eerily. Kenny paled. "Oh, you know I'm joking. Alright, looks like we're here…" the two teens reached the destination of their departure.

"I'm trying to think of a snappy punch line to end it here, but coming up blank," Kenny sighed admittedly.

"Same here," Leti giggled. Quickly, she kissed Kenny, and then hugged him.

"It's like Titanic!" Leti wailed. "I want to say I'll never let go, but I have to let go, and you'll turn frozen, and…bleh!"

"Leti, it's okay," Kenny laughed. "It's only for a little while."

"Alright," Leti sniffled. She let go, and hopped onto her boat. "Goodbye! Until we meet again, my love! Heh…I always wanted to say that."

"Bye Leti!" Kenny shouted, as he climbed up on its boat as well. The two boats drove away, leaving Wawanakwa in total silence…

That is, until the seagull with the empty soda can wrapper around its neck flew onto the dock, shouted 'Aflac!' and proceeded to be eaten by a shark. Then, oddly enough, the dock blew up, as if someone just purposely wanted to make up for all the somewhat cheesy goodbyes and the lack of explosions.

Peaceful? Maybe not. But, at least things were back to normal for Total Drama Island.

(A.N.) IT'S OVER.

Yup, done, gone, over, never to be seen again! Well, except for GoP's sequel…which, by the way, deserves another big thanks!

Anyways, sorry for the wait, I've been swamped with (excuses, excuses, excuses). Frankly, this chapter was kind of unnecessary/suck-ish. Bleh.

I just really want to thank GoP again, and all my loyal reviewers, and anyone who's ever reviewed or read this story!

You guys rock! I really don't know what to do, now that this is over! XD

Alright, like I said, thanks to all my loyal reviewers who've stuck with this story! I'm gonna miss you guys, it's been an awesome five-or-so months!

Goodbye! :)