I stayed up after Chris pranked us with his 5 AM wake up call. I got dressed and went to the crafts services tent.

I stood in line behind DJ with a tray.

"More eggs and bacon for me. Keep em' chef." DJ complimented.

Chef just growled. I took the eggs and sat down with DJ. Owen the walked in.

"No eggs and bacon for me chef, I'll just take this nice bowl of prunes," Owen said causing us to all gasp in shock.

"Welcome to day two of Total Drama Action!" Chris said.

"Are you gonna do that every time?" Duncan asked.

"Yes, yes I will." Chris said pridefully.

"Alright then." Duncan said.

"Today's movie genre: aliens!" Chris said. "Our unpaid intern have been hard at work figuring out what makes an alien movie successful. Chef?"

"You got three basic rules: Aliens wanna take over the world and start to make a bunch of baby aliens. People fight back. Then the military gets called in." Chef explained as he threw some green gunk in Owen's face.

"Yo Chris! Where's my paycheck at?!" Chef yelled.

"It's in the mail." Chris said, as Chef growled."Today's challenge: find an alien egg and return to home base before momma alien finds you. The two fastest get to pick the teams this season." Chris said.

"Sorry, losers, but no one knows alien movies the way I do." Duncan bragged.

"I'm gonna blend up those no good aliens and have them for breakfast." Gwen said. I assume she was using a line from a movie.

"Yo, Chris! You got some laser shooting monster. Playing mama alien?" DJ asked.

"I hope not." I mumbled.

"Not quite." Chris said. We looked to see chef walking with a alien costume.

"You call that slime? Makeup! More slime over here!"Chris said.

They poured some slime down on chef. He mumbled something under his breath, but I couldn't hear what.

"Here are your GPS devices. Complete with maps of the film lot. Find the alien eggs, but be careful, 'cause today, you're all on chef's menu." Chris warned.

We all began traveling looking for the eggs. We then heard this weird slurping noise. WTF? This show just gets weirder and weirder.

"What is that?" Trent asked.

"Chris, is that you?" Leshawna asked.

"It must be chef. Wanna run or do you wanna kick some alien butt?" Duncan suggested to Gwen.

"Let's kick some alien butt!" Gwen said cheering.

Trent then coughed getting Gwen's attention.

"Trent, any thoughts?" Gwen asked.

"Yeah, let's kick some alien butt." He said frowning.

"So, who wants to go first?" Harold asked.

"After you, I insist." DJ said to me as I blush.

"Well, only if you insist." I winked.

I began walking over.

"Wait! I didn't mean that!" DJ yelled.

"Nice try, you're not gonna stop me. Whatever is around this corner can't be that bad." I said.

I looked to see that it was Geoff and Bridgette.

"Seriously?" I said disappointed. "Guys, it's just Bridgette and Geoff." I said.

"Ugh, nice. Don't you two ever get sick of sucking face?" Duncan said.

They continued to make out.

"Well, that's our answer." I said.

"Enough messing around. We've got alien eggs to capture." Gwen said.

we wondered around a little bit more.

"Good thing we're all lined up in a row huh?" Gwen said.

"Yeah, ready for chef to pick us off one by one." Trent said.

"We've really got to work on our strategizing."

"Let's just get out of here!" Heather yelled.

"Which way do we go?" Justin asked.

"North is nice, east is least, but west is best." Lindsay said running off with Justin, Leshawna, and Beth.

"Map says the boiler room is east of here." Gwen said.

"Alien eggs are always in the boiler room." Duncan said.

"Uh, yeah totally." Trent said.

We continued walking, and made it to the boiler room without getting caught. So far, so good.

"Wow, they look so real." Trent said.

"Wow! We won! Yeah!" DJ cheered.

"Not exactly. We have to get the eggs to home base." I said.

"Quick, lower me down." Gwen said.

She got all of us one egg. Chef then came in and shot DJ. DJ bumped into me causing my egg to drop on the floor.

"Save yourselves!" DJ yelled. Then the door slammed locking us in.

"Well... Guess I lose huh?" I said.

"Sorry man."

"It's fine. I totally should have seen that coming. At least my clothes aren't messed up." I said.

The door then opened back up.

"Let's get out before it locks on us again." I said.

We got back to the trailer to see that Gwen and Trent both won.

"We have our two winners! Our only two winners! The rest of you really stink. As our winners, Gwen and Trent will now be able to pick their teams, which means they'll be competing against each other this season." Chris said.

"Aw, dude! Noo!" Trent said.

"Betcha didn't see that one coming. After we vote off two cast members in the most thrilling gilded ceremony yet." Chris said causing us all to gasp.

"Yep, you heard me. I said two. I'm liking the twos today. Must be Tuesday." Chris said. I wanted to laugh about how bad and cringy that pun was.

"Yeah, I don't get paid to write this show." Chris said.

Yeah. Clearly.

We made our way to the gilded Chris ceremony. I sat down next to DJ on the bleachers.

"It's time to cast your votes. Under your seats you'll find your voting devices. Just press the person you want voted off. Oh, and no peeking." Chris said.

I looked to see DJ trying to look at who I was voting for. I felt my face light up, and then I hid the device from him, with a playful smirk on my face.

I voted for Geoff and Heather. Chef then walked out in a fancy pink dress causing everyone to laugh.

"The votes have been cast. If you get a gilded Chris, it means you're safe. The gilded Chris go to Trent, Gwen, Harold, Duncan, and Izzy."

"Escope!"

"Fine, Escope. Lindsay, Justin, and beth. You're also safe. So is Owen, my man. Next is DJ, Derick, surprisingly Heather, and last but not least, Leshawna." Chris said.

"But I thought everyone liked us." Bridgette said.

"Like being the operative word." Duncan said.

They didn't seem too sad. They just kissed their way to the limo. Okay.... They still have their love for each other.

Well. That's two less competitors.