FSI: Keys and Collars Part 1

FSI



Mr. Director casually walked onto the dock. "Last time, on FSI!" he began. "The two teams were tricked into attending a beach party, when actually, it was the challenge itself. The challenge was to jump into two different moving trucks decided by which team you were on. The reward? A real beach party! This time no lying, hehe. Fox managed to outsmart everyone with his GPS. Everyone failed to obtain it from him except the Game Master. Slick, Batty, and Tonya also grouped together when they were washed on shore. To Batty's dismay, Izzy also ended up with them.  Spike, Miss Fortune, and PigMaster DJ ALSO were grouped together. Sadly, with no support, there was no winner, only dinner, between these three. Bunny ended up being grouped with Dork Vader, and then got hit by a truck. Suprised the girl didnt sue... In the end though, the love of Squirrel and Izzy went its best when Squirrel's "Pet Rock" wasnt on the truck with him. Izzy leapt tocourage to help Squirrel. And haha, what an idiot! I mean seriously, your lover's most prized possesion, or the chance to win one million? Haha... And you know who got voted off? IZZY! Haha, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Mr. Director ripped off his tuxedo only to appear in a sombrero and fiesta clothes. Confetti started to fall and music started playing. Mr. Director was dancing happily.

*CUT*

"I'm... "I'm sorry about my behavior towards an already outsted competitor." Mr. Director appologized. "And further more... The Fleas won the beach party as Izzy was chased off set... Will Bunny wake up from unconciosness? Will Izzy ever be captured? Will I ever learn that I need to calm down when a freak is booted off? Find out right now, on Fox-and-Squirrel Island!"



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Mr. Director was riding a shiny red quad to a private beach where the Fleas waited from their party. They were all there, sleeping on party tables and in the sand.

"Man..." Mr. Director said. "They sure partied the night away... But what's from stopping me?" Mr. Director pulled in reverse, sweeping sand from the wheels to the Fleas, waking them up in a cloud of sand.

"Hey!" Spike yelled.

"What the?" Dork Vader screamed paniced.

"What? Did we win the challenge? What? Where am I?" Bunny paniced.

"Bunny, you were unconcious all through the challenge, the prize, the party, and the night..." Mr. Director said happily.

"WHAT!?" Bunny roared. Fox laughed.

"Anyways, it is my honor to announce who the Rocks voted off last night!" Mr. Director said.

"Well at least I didn't miss everything!" Bunny said sarcastically.

"Izzy." Mr. Director said smiling.

Everyone gasped and Bunny smirked.



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Confessional: "Time to catch a break." Fox said.
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Confessional: "Izzy's out, now we watch their team slowly fall apart." Bunny said.
***

"Other than that, how was the party Fleas-excluding Bunny?" Mr. Director asked.

"AWSOME!" Spike said triumphantly.

"It was my first party. The highest point of my life besides meeting Bunny." Dork Vader said.

"Okay, good, good, awkward, good..." Mr. Director said. "And now the afterparty!"

"Afterparty!?" Spike asked happily.

"Yep. A long walk back to camp!" Mr. Director said. "See you all there." He sped off, leaving the Fleas in the dust.

"I hate him." Bunny said.



***

The Rocks were all in the mess hall. They didn't get served breakfast because of McBeaver's absence. Squirrel sat alone, Batty and Tonya sat together, and Slick, Grandpa Frank, and the Game Master all sat together.



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Confessional: "Izzy's boot made me realize something." Batty said. "You can't win everything by beating people up and making out with others... Wait...?"
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"Rocks!" mr. Director said walking into the mess hall. "How are you all doing?"

"Starving!" Batty groaned.

"Well McBeaver is out for the day, he is busy doing something far more importsant than your eating health."

"What could possibly be more important?" Grandpa Frank asked.

"Your health concerning a murderer is out on the island loose, Izzy." Mr. Director said.

Batty's eyes grew wide with fear.

"They are just temperary rumors though, Izzy may or may not have left the island yet, she escaped with her boot last night, but don't worry, everything is under control." Mr. Director continued. Batty grew a bit more relaxed.

The Fleas suddenly stumbled into the mess hall.

"Well that sucked." Bunny said.

"The party sucked?" Tonya asked.

"No, we had to run here." Spike panted.

"Well prepare for something else you might classify as, 'sucking." Mr. Director said.

Everyone was silent.

"Sorry, I was kind of expecting Izzy to make a perverted joke out of that haha, but she's gone!" Mr. Director said happily.

"Why must you hurt me in this way?" Squirrel said teary-eyed.

"Oh please Squirrel, you're not heartbroken if your girlfriend is gone." Fox said.

"Right now will be your challenge!" Mr. Director said.

"Great..." the Game Master groaned.

"It's a little challenge I like to call Keys and Collars." Mr. Director began. "Let me explain to you all how this'll work..."

"Get on with it man..." Miss Fortune said.