After the surfboard challenge, Bokkun told everyone to change out of their clothes and then meet out in front of the studio to catch a bus, since they were going back to Total Drama Island for the next part of the challenge. No one believed him, but as they all made their way out to the front of the studio, they indeed saw a bus waiting for them.

Tails: Bokkun actually told us the truth for once? What’s next; being treated with actual respect?

“I have friendship bracelets for everyone!” Tikal yelled before everyone got on the bus, “A yellow one for Marine, an orange one for Tails…” She already had given one to Silver, but as she tried giving one to Vector, the crocodile ignored her and simply went onto the bus without a word. Tikal sighed and went on after both teams.

Soon, Decoe and Bocoe drove the team somehow back onto the set of Camp Paradox, the place they had spent their entire first season on. As Decoe and Bocoe parked the bus near the forest, they all made their way onto a large part of the beach. The teams stood by their own teammates as Bokkun started gushing about being back.

“Yes, campers, we’re actually back at your own stomping grounds; Total Drama Island!” he laughed, smiling at the campers, “If you all need to take a moment to reminisce about the great times you had here, I can allow that.” There was a pause, and then all the castmates erupted with laughter, rolling around on the ground and nearly crying from laughing so hard. Annoyed, Bokkun shut them up almost at once. “Fine; we’ll skip the good memories montage.”

“You’re hilarious, dude!” Knuckles laughed weakly, wiping tears away, “Now, tell us, what’s the next part of the challenge?”

“It’s a sandcastle-building contest!” Bokkun announced, “Like I mentioned, the Screaming Grippers will have a half-hour head start on theirs. If there happens to be a tie after this challenge, we get to go to our tiebreaker challenge!” He grinned and pointed over at a test dummy nearby. Everyone watched as a car was smashed down on top of it, making almost all the castmates shiver in fright.

“Nice,” Blaze muttered, rolling her eyes.

“So…Screaming Grippers…you can officially start your next challenge…now!” Bokkun went on, floating away to do something elsewhere after announcing they could start. Almost at once, Charmy took hold of the team and began doing various things in the sand. Knuckles, Omega, Shadow, Wave and Blaze all basically did what Charmy told them, but they were all still curious about what he was doing.

“Shadow, wetter sand in that bucket!” Charmy demanded, “Omega, pack that side of it firmer! Blaze, only make that entrance 7.4 inches tall!”

“Who died and made you the boss of this team, little bee?” Omega asked, not very happy being bossed around after his past with Doctor Eggman.

“I have a bit of an archeological heart inside of me,” Charmy bragged, pumping his fists.

“Uh…you’re just a twerp,” Knuckles muttered, narrowing his eyes.

“Hey, we bees are good at building things!” Charmy snapped.

“And we should care about this because…” Omega stated, looking closely at the bee. In response, Charmy pointed to his team’s sandcastle. In the small bit of time they’ve had, Charmy had constructed a near-masterful sandcastle, much to his and the Killer Gaffs’ shock. Wave smiled and tried to hide her enjoyment.

“Since he has this under control, wanna have some fun?” Knuckles whispered to Blaze, dragging her with him, “How about we go and dismantle that bus?”

“You are one bad echidna,” Blaze giggled, “But, I like that! Let’s do it!” They both began sneaking off while Charmy, Omega, Shadow and Wave all stayed behind to work on the sandcastle.

Soon, while Blaze and Knuckles were off having fun with the bus, Bokkun came back around to announce that the Killer Gaffs could go ahead and start on their own sandcastle. Silver immediately took charge and began telling everyone how to do everything, and made sure to keep crazily mentioning how to put up 11 of everything.

Vector: Okay…that hedgehog is really freaking me out more than usual.

Back with Knuckles and Blaze, both the cat and echidna had just finished destroying the bus that had gotten them there. Knuckles proved to be a master of wrecking things, while Blaze’s intelligence helped Knuckles make the ruined bus look a bit more dignified rather than it looking like a tornado had plowed through it.

“There! If we’re stuck at the beach, at least we can stay at the cabins,” Blaze giggled, tossing an engine piece into a bucket that Knuckles was holding, “I never thought I’d actually miss them!”

“I’ve always been a dismantler than a builder anyway,” Knuckles snickered.

“Yeah, right; you just love to stir up a bunch of…” Blaze began, before Knuckles removes a piece of the bus that activated the horn, “STUFF! I WAS GOING TO SAY STUFF!” Both the echidna and cat held their ears as they closed the bus hood.

“We should probably disconnect the horn, too,” Knuckles laughed.

Back at the beach, after Blaze and Knuckles had come back, Charmy was just putting the finishing touches on the Screaming Grippers’ sandcastle. Perhaps boasting too much, Charmy named their sandcastle “Castle de Charmy”, which got him many annoyed looks. On the Killer Gaffs’ side, however, things weren’t going so well. Everyone was getting angry with one another and were getting impatient, so Tikal stepped in and showed them the friendship bracelets they were wearing.

“With these, we can do anything!” she said, hugging everyone she could, “Don’t worry about it, okay? Plus, we can use some of these old magazines I have to make a papier-mâché sandcastle instead! C’mon, help me rip them up!” Soon, everyone was working together once more and with Tikal’s torn-up paper and friendship bracelets, everyone managed to get a good castle up right.

“Remember, 11 of everything!” Silver announced, wagging his finger at everyone. Everyone kept casting him strange glances, but didn’t protest.

“Nice ideas, Tikal,” Vector grinned, winking at the echidna, “You’re really smart, you know that?” In response, Tikal swooned and fainted. Then, five minutes later, a somewhat-stable papier-mâché sandcastle was made.   

“I dub thee…Casa Blaze!” Silver giggled, standing over his own team’s sandcastle, which was nowhere near as nice as Charmy’s.

“Now he’s naming buildings after me?” Blaze gulped, watching from a safe distance while standing next to Knuckles and Charmy, “I think Silver might be obsessed!”

“Eleven moats…eleven flags…eleven awesome rooms!” Silver giggled, leaping around while observing the castle.

“At least his number 11 obsession is even worse than the me ones,” Blaze chuckled.

“Five letters in your name…six letters in Silver’s…” Knuckles mused, holding up fingers, “Put them together and you get…”

“Eleven!” Blaze gasped, startled and horrified, “He CAN’T be doing everything eleven times just for me!”

“Silver always does everything eleven times,” Charmy spoke up, “I think it started when he figured out you might like him.”

“One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine-ten-eleven!” Silver grinned, counting off the number of waves he did over to the cat while he stood by his team. Blaze waved back nervously, while Knuckles roared with laughter.

“Could say, uh, that you sent him to Eleventh Heaven,” he grinned. Annoyed, Blaze shoved him in the arm.

Suddenly, a bunch of seagulls landed on Charmy’s sandcastle and started pecking at it. Everyone tried to shoo them away, but it was too late. The combined weight of the seagulls ended up making the sandcastle collapse back into the sand.

“This is so unfair!” Charmy cried, pounding in the sand and throwing a fit, “I hate birds! Er…I mean…I hate most birds.” The reason he corrected himself was that Wave was looking right at him. Sniffing, the swallow kicked some sand into Charmy’s face and stomped off. Amused, Shadow also kicked a bunch of sand in Charmy’s face, making him scream even worse. Not to be outdone, Omega scooped up a huge armful of sand and dumped the entire pile of sand over the little bee, instantly burying him alive.

“Amusement in humiliating little bee is obviously seen within team,” Omega hummed, looking at the amused look on Shadow’s face. However, a moment later from underneath the huge pile of sand where Charmy was buried, his stinger shot up and stabbed Shadow right in the butt. The ebony hedgehog shrieked in pain and flew straight up into the air, gripping his backside in agony. A moment after that, Charmy slowed emerged from under the sand pile and was glaring with hatred at Omega.

“Is Omega supposed to be scared of you?” Omega stated, “Oh, please, let Omega show his fright of such a little bee with a vicious stinger that cannot possibly penetrate Omega’s metallic body.” Omega pretended to shiver, which only angered Charmy even more. Quickly, he flitted behind the mocking robot and turned off his movement ability. With a “does not compute”, Omega fell flat on his face in the sand with his movement turned off, and Charmy angrily went off to pout elsewhere.

“So, with the Screaming Grippers’ castle destroyed, that makes the winners the Killer Gaffs!” Bokkun announced, “So, that means we have a tie! Since we cannot really do our tiebreaker, we’re going to be doing something else. Meet at the bonfire tonight for your final challenge, campers.” He flew off, letting everyone else do what they want.

Later on, in the forest, Silver and Tails were walking along, carrying firewood. Silver was going on and on about how much he loved Blaze, but how much he worried about doing something wrong and losing her. Tails tried to help out the best he could.

“The cat loves to win,” he said, “As long as she keeps winning, then I’m sure that she’ll stay happy enough for you.”

“You’re right, Tails!” Silver grinned, “You know, you’re not just smart at machines; you’re smart at other things, too!”

“I eat my vegetables,” Tails giggled, rubbing his nose and shaking his two tails playfully. Then, both boys suddenly came upon Blaze, who had been hanging out in the forest near a tree. Honestly, she was hoping to catch another bird for dinner, but didn’t let the two boys know that.

“Oh, Blaze!” Silver gulped, getting nervous, “I…I feel like it’s been ages since we spoke and…er…had some quality time together.” Next to him, Tails teasingly made kissing sounds, which annoyed both lovers.

“Uh…” Blaze said, raising an eyebrow at Tails.

“Ahem…” Silver coughed, also looking at Tails.

“Oh…right,” Tails laughed, quickly running off. When he was seemingly gone, Blaze moved closer to Silver and saw that he was holding a certain number of wood.

“Um…is that eleven pieces of firewood?” she asked.

“Yep; it’s my lucky number!” Silver grinned, winking at Blaze.

“Yeah, I kind of want to talk to you about…” Blaze began, but after glancing towards a nearby tree, she frowned, “Uh…Tails? I can see your tails sticking out.”

“Do you mind speaking up?” Tails asked, peeking out from behind the tree, “I don’t wanna miss all the juicy bits!” In response, Blaze hissed and threw a branch right at the fox’s face. Tails got thwacked hard in the face, so he quickly ran off for real this time.

“Anyway, I have to go now, Blaze,” Silver laughed, walking past her, “Good luck tonight on the last challenge!”

“Er…yeah, you too, Silver,” Blaze said weakly, carefully following a good distance behind, just in case Silver tried anything else freaky.

“Welcome, campers, to your tiebreaker challenge!” Bokkun announced at the bonfire that night in the middle of the camp, “We’re going to have a wacky-twist-mashed potato-dorky-old school dance off! Each team gets one teammate to dance to the music, and the winner is whoever busts the best groove!”

“Hmm…so who should dance for us?” Knuckles asked, looking at everyone. Charmy tried to do some moves, but tripped. Shadow growled and looked away. Wave frowned and shook her head. Blaze rubbed the back of her head and shyly declined.

“Allow Omega to compete in this body-moving competition,” Omega stated, having gotten his movement turned back on earlier, “Omega has…what you call…killer moves. He will win this for his team!” Although everyone on the Screaming Grippers was struggling to not laugh at the possibility of a robot dancing, they let Omega have his way.

“I vote for Silver!” Marine spoke up on the Killer Gaffs’ side when they were trying to decide who would dance for them.

“We heard you got some mad moves,” Vector agreed, grinning at the hedgehog.

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Silver giggled, “If you all say my name eleven times.”

“Silver, Silver, Silver…” the Killer Gaffs all began, only speaking halfheartedly.

After the Gaffs were all done with speaking Silver’s name, he walked forward and faced down Omega. Bokkun stood between them, ready to start the music at any moment. Both the Grippers and Gaffs cheered loudly from the sidelines.

“Little hedgehog must be prepared for his beat down,” Omega taunted, his eyes flashing.

“We’ll just see about that, Omega!” Silver grinned, cracking his knuckles.

“Okay…let this dance party commence!” Bokkun yelled out, flipping on the music on the nearby stereo. As soon as the wild dance music started, both Silver and Omega began doing their dancing. Silver was doing very interesting moves, dancing around all over the area. Omega was shaking his body back and forth while standing in place and was pumping his hands into the airs with weird expressions.

“Go, Silver!” Tikal cheered from the sidelines.

“Yeah, shake your lady lumps!” Marine giggled, also cheering crazily. All the Screaming Grippers were easily disgusted by Omega’s “dancing” and it was easily seen on their faces; the robot wasn’t even moving his feet.

Shadow: Yeah, I have a perfect nickname for him when he dances: O-suck-a!

Wave: Prima ballerin-NO!

Charmy: Two words: weird robot. What? I didn’t really mind it, honestly.

Silver saw that he was easily leading with his great dancing, but when he looked and saw the worried look on Blaze’s face. He then remembered what Tails had said to him about how much Blaze loved to win, so he knew what he had to do. While Omega kept doing his weird robotic dance all over the place (while standing in place), Silver slowly danced backward in Blaze’s direction. He saw a stick on the ground, and he casually danced over to it and then stumbled over it, landing right in front of Bokkun and Blaze. He gasped, pretending that he had sprained his ankle, and kept wiggling around on the ground.  

“What the heck are you doing?” Bokkun asked, “That’s not dancing!”

“It’s modern!” Silver said weakly, “It’s…uh…interpretative!”

“I interpret it as sucking,” Knuckles scoffed, frowning at Silver.

“Shut it, Knuckles!” Blaze snapped, “I ignored Silver and now he’s lost his will to go on!”

“You give yourself way too much credit,” Knuckles sniffed, “If Silver has that many screws loose, you didn’t unscrew anymore of them.”

“Okay, enough is enough,” Bokkun announced, turning off his stereo, “I hereby declare that Omega wins the dancing challenge for the Screaming Grippers.” Although Omega was clearly expecting this, the rest of his team was shocked. Nonetheless, they all cheered and hugged the large robot, while Silver’s team rushed over to help him up.

Later on, Blaze met Silver in the forest again. Everyone was ready to head back to the studio, but Bokkun had granted everyone a break first. Blaze looked a bit annoyed with Silver at first, but it quickly vanished and was replaced with relief a moment later.

“I know you really wanted to win,” Silver admitted, since he had intentionally thrown the challenge for Blaze.

“I guess…you know, you’re a really good dancer,” Blaze purred.

“Oh yeah, you like that?” Silver grinned, slowly doing his dance backward to Blaze.

“Your ankle seems better,” Blaze commented, grinning and raising an eyebrow.

“I’m weird like that,” Silver laughed.

“You sure are,” Blaze sighed. Slowly, she and Silver leaned in for a kiss, closing their eyes as well.

“Are you guys gonna make out now?” Tails giggled, peeking out from behind a tree. He was met in the face with several thrown branches by Silver and Blaze at that moment.

“Okay, Killer Gaffs, time for you all to get back on the bus!” Bokkun called out, grinning, “I’m afraid that for you guys, the only reward you’re getting is…” However, before he could go on, Decoe and Bocoe rushed up to him and whispered something into his ear. Frowning, Bokkun put his hands on his hips and glared at everyone. “Okay…since our bus somehow is mysteriously broken down…we have to stay here for the night. So, the Killer Gaffs have to watch the Screaming Grippers enjoy their wild party as the reward!” Everyone on the Screaming Grippers cheered and started having their wild party while all the Killer Gaffs were forced to watch.

While Charmy was trying to get Wave to dance with him, Knuckles became the fourth one that day to kick sand at Charmy’s face. The little bee coughed and spit the sand out, then glared at Knuckles.

“What was that for?” he asked.

“Because you actually do have mad skills and dance,” Knuckles grinned, “And, like Bokkun said, the nerdy guy always gets sand kicked in his face.”

“It is a good thing that we didn’t need those moves, thanks to my own smooth moves!” Omega stated, trying to strike a very awkward pose. Everyone looked at the weird robot, then burst out laughing. Omega responded with his usual catchphrase of, “Does not compute.”

Later on, while all the Screaming Grippers were partying, all the Killer Gaffs were hanging out at the shoreline. Tails had taken it into his liberty to dispose of their papier-mâché sandcastle…by eating it. Marine was trying to flirt with Silver, and Tikal and Vector were both sitting next to each other on a large rock while facing the ocean.

“Thanks for winning us the sandcastle contest, especially since I blew the surfing challenge,” Vector said, slowly touching the gem around his neck and looking at Tikal, “You really saved my bacon, you know? Or…should I say…tofu bacon?”

“Oh, Vector…” Tikal sighed, nearly fainting again.

“Except…I kind of noticed you gave everyone on the team friendship bracelets,” Vector went on, looking hurt, “Everyone…but me. Aren’t we friends, Tikal?”

“Of course we are!” Tikal gasped, quickly pulling her own bracelet off her arm, “Here, take mine! It’s kind of wet, since my palm’s really sweaty.”

“Red…nice,” Vector chuckled, taking the bracelet from Tikal and grinning at her.

Vector: Let’s just say that I’ll do anything to win. Anything. Oh, Tikal, I just love it! I was thinking Tikal, it would be really good for us if we were in an alliance…

~~~

“Wow…that croc is as crafty as he is good-looking!” Bokkun commented, watching the make-up confessional screen in the control room, “Maybe we’re related or something, even if I’m a robot and he’s a crocodile. Well…yeah, right! He wishes!”

Vector: Uh, no, Bokkun. No, I don’t.

Making a shocked face, Bokkun quickly flicked off the screen by pressing a button on the control panel. After that, he faced the nearest camera and wiped his forehead.

“Poor delusional guy could never swim in MY gene pool,” he snickered, “More importantly, tune in next to watch more…me! And, a few minutes of Vector, too. It’s all right here, on Total…Drama…Action!” As Bokkun slowly floated off-screen and camera began to fade out, he yelled at a couple of his cameramen. “Which one of you geniuses left the two-way mike on?”