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leavesfallensparse · 9 months ago

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Cigarettes & Wine | M. Healy | 2

'I think I'll put you in another song, a little glimpse of you before you're gone.'

In which Sadie and Matty can't seem to get along at all. They refuse to see eye-to-eye, but Sadie is starting to find Matty's annoyed face a bit too hot. When faced with conversations about feelings, Sadie can't help but want to run away from it all.

warnings: implied alcoholism, implied panic attack (not in a written scene), smut (unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), fingering), lots of arguing, they both just spew shite at each other <3.

word count: 6.7k

authors note: lalalalala sadie matty smut lalalalala. so what it's angry (lowkey heartbreaking) smut, its still smut. i rlly had fun writing this and i am sorry for the angst <3 (not rlly x)

Sadie doesn’t think she’s ever felt anger like she’s feeling right now. The band had just gotten back to their flat after one of their more hectic shows, and George had obviously had the smart idea to go out after said show. Sadie missed out on this night out, feeling like her body was about to collapse inwards, but when the band returned home, loudly, she woke up and immediately seethed. Her anger worsened when she fully woke, she knew what was going on in Matty’s room due to them sharing a wall. Cheap flat means paper thin walls. As each day passes the urge to ask George to switch rooms with her grows.

The pornographic moans and groans paired with the bedframe that is just about banging her bedroom wall down is enough to make Sadie roll out of bed and leave her room with a huff. She almost regrets it when she sees Ross and George basically rolling on the kitchen floor trying to put a frozen pizza in the oven, Adam was standing over the pair just laughing at them. Sadie smirks but then when she hears another bang of Matty’s bedframe come from behind her she mutters a string of angry swear words under her breath. “What does she look like this time?” Is the sentence Sadie uses to make her presence known to the three drunk men in the kitchen.

The boys all look up at her with grimaces on their faces which makes Sadie run a hand down her own, she knows they all want to say “You.” Which makes her reconsider her entire career. She is subjecting herself to something comparable to torture day in, day out. Ever since Sadie had started point blank refusing him sex he was acting crazy, actively seeking out girls who have something in common with her looks wise. She had only started closing herself off because the band was starting to gain traction and she didn’t want anything to end in a messy enough manner for them both to risk their careers. It seemed like a lost cause with the way they were both acting though.

“It’s okay though, we’re having a pizza party.” Ross had somehow manoeuvred from the floor to Sadie’s side, leaning his entire body weight on her. She grunted and moved so the pair of them were leaning on the counter, she looked in his eyes at his extremely slurred words and wondered how he could be this drunk after only being out for two and a half hours. She shook her head with a smirk and snatched the pizza from George, forgetting how much of his weight that Ross was putting on her until he keeled over onto the floor with a giggle.

“Oh my god, Ross.” George pretty much collapses on top of Ross in a fit of drunken giggles and Sadie busies herself with setting the timer on the oven. When she turns around, Adam is stood with his arms open, and she smiles up at him and accepts his invitation for a cuddle. He starts swaying the pair and she can’t help but breathe out a laugh at the song he’s attempting to sing, Sadie has no idea what song he’s actually trying to sing. She tries to pull away when he starts swaying a bit too hard but before she knows it the four of them are on the floor struggling to breathe through their laughs.

When they all sit down on the couch to indulge in their pizza, Sadie hears a door open and close from the hallway. She can’t help the way her eyes roll into her skull, and she suddenly doesn’t want to finish her plate. The way he gets a glass of water, silently, pisses her off beyond belief. He grabs a slice of their pizza and heads back to his room with the water, he notices the silence when he walks in, but he chooses to not make a petty comment. When his bedroom door practically slams shut, Sadie lets out a breath she didn’t know she was even holding in. “George, can I sleep in your room?” He nods with a mouthful of pizza and Sadie heads to her room to grab her water bottle.

Sadie can’t sleep for George’s excessive snoring, he always fucking snores when he’s drunk. She gets up to fill her already empty water bottle with a sigh, a chill comes over her body when she opens the bedroom door, she immediately connects the dots when she sees Matty hanging out the living room window, cig in hand. She sighs and turns her back on him, flipping the tap to cold and turning it on, she hears him clearing his throat behind her and has to stifle the groan trying to escape her lips. “Bored of your girlfriend in there?”

Matty’s chuckle tastes bitter on his tongue, he despises her immaturity sometimes. When he doesn’t reply, she turns to him and when he gestures her over with his head she sighs, she can’t say no to him, and she loathes it. Sitting down next to him she takes his offer of a cigarette, he also forces the glass of wine he’s cradling into her hand, which she happily downs. He looks at her, she looks out the window. “Can’t sleep?”

“George won’t stop fucking snoring.” Matty smiles at that and hands her his lighter. She hands it back and inhales deeply when her cigarette is lit. The silence between them is the calmest silence they’ve sat in for at least three months, anytime the two have been forced in a room alone the tension has been so palpable you could cut it with a knife. Probably due to the fact they’ve not had sex in three months either. She can’t help but study his face, she hasn’t properly taken him in for a while, she tends to avoid him whenever they aren’t shouting at each other’s faces. He looks exhausted, the way his eyes are heavy set into his face and his mouth is nearly permanently in a frown are the telltale signs, this makes her frown. She leans onto his shoulder and lowers her voice to a whisper, “I’m sorry.”

“What? What for?” She shrugs and he wraps an arm around her shoulders, an attempt to protect her from the cold breeze wafting in through the open window. Hesitating slightly, he leans his head against hers, his lips meeting her messy hair before he does so. She sighs and shuffles a bit closer, having sat at a decent distance from him originally. “Nothing to be sorry for, Sades. I’m sorry.”

“Well, what are you sorry for?”

“I’m not sure either.” At his lack of attempt to actually apologise, she hums, nothing has changed. This conversation isn’t progress.

“I should go back to bed.” Sadie feels Matty’s head shake on top of hers and she snickers slightly, raising her head to face him. Their faces are much closer than they were before which makes Sadie’s heart pick up in pace ever so slightly. She pretends that it doesn’t though. He tries to sneak a glance down at her slightly dry lips, but her eager eyes notice, and she instinctively leans in, she swears she does it without realising. Before she knows it his lips are on hers and every argument they’ve had recently has flown out of her head, replaced by the way his hand feels when it falls to her bare thigh, practically coaxing the goosebumps out of her. Matty pulls away first and Sadie shakes her head. “We can’t. Shouldn’t.”

Silencing her with another kiss, a squeeze on her thigh, and his tongue against her lips, Matty groans into her mouth, begging to be let in. She denies him entrance until his other hand tugs lightly at her hair, drawing involuntary moans from her mouth, gaining him entrance. Readjusting so he’s no longer sitting cross legged on the windowsill Matty drags Sadie by the hips on to his lap. She feels so dirty, Matty had gone from being inside the girl in his bedroom two hours ago to making out with Sadie in the living room, but a sick part of her likes knowing that he’ll always come back to her. The same sick part of her grinds down into Matty’s growing erection, revelling in the way his head thumps against the window behind him. “Fuck, Sades.”

“Did that girl not do it for you? She might look like me, but I bet she doesn’t fuck like me, hmm?” Her hands find the seam of her pyjama top, but she quickly feels him swatting her hands away, wanting to take her top off himself. Doing so with fervour, his lips ghosting her nipples, blowing hot air over them and giving her reaction a sick smile. When his mouth closes around her nipple, a low groan ripples through her throat, she feels the need to get his clothes off of him as soon as possible. “Matty, please.”

“You’re filth. Desperate to fuck me when I’ve got a girl waiting for me.” Matty’s words hit Sadie right in her core, writhing on his lap, desperate for friction. The thin material of Matty’s boxers paired with the lacey material of Sadie’s panties was sending her wild, the feeling against her heat is delicious but she’s growing bored of it. He lifts his hips in a frenzy to rid himself of one of two clothing items keeping them apart, at the rapid friction Sadie moans loudly and squeezes her eyes closed. Letting out a dry laugh, Matty shifts her on his lap, her eyes cast down to his length and her hand automatically wrapped around it, like it was muscle memory. “No, need to be inside you. Won’t last long.”

Sadie feels like her lungs are being squeezed with how breathless she is, frantically shuffling her panties down her legs. Takes himself in one hand, Matty lines himself up and grabs one of Sadie’s hands with the other, she squeezes it as he pushes into her, a whine scraping the inside of her throat before tearing out of her mouth. Matty lets go of her hand and sticks two of his fingers into her open mouth, hissing at her, “You’ve got to be quiet, Sades.”

Whining around his fingers, Sadie bucks her hips into his harshly, Matty lets out a sound akin to a growl. She stops and raises an eyebrow at him, brutally shoving two fingers in his mouth. Feeling his mouth forming into a smirk around her fingers at her smug face, he starts fucking up into her to break her mean demeanour. The way her eyes roll into her head spurs him on, his pace relentless, his tongue licking up and down her fingers to match the pace of his savage thrusts. An urge to hear the noises that Matty clearly wants to make takes over Sadie’s brain, so she rips her fingers out of his mouth and sticks it on his knee behind her, leaning back in his lap to feel him hit her deeper inside. “Can fucking feel you squeezing me, so tight, missed this.”

The fake pout takes over her face without her permission, “Really meant it when you said you wouldn’t last long. Pathetic, I’m not even close.” She’s playing it up and he knows it from the way she tenses her thighs and squeezes his knee until her knuckles turn white. But Matty takes her words as the truth, holding himself off from finishing inside her, picking her up and throwing her onto the couch. Moaning at the way he man-handled her, Sadie can feel the loss of him inside her like he’d just ripped her arm from her torso, her blissed out face was quickly replaced by a glare at the two fingers re-entering her mouth, scowling as his hips snapped back into hers. When he leans down to give her neck an open-mouthed kiss, she snaps around his fingers, into his ear. “Fuck you.”

“I am.” The words uttered into her pliable skin make her arch her back into him. She hates the way he knows her body like he worships upon it everyday on the hour, almost as though he had studied her every atom under a microscope in a lab. Lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, she whimpers at the deeper angle, her walls flutter around him and she can feel the stutter of his hips. “Your filthy cunt is fucking sucking me in. You’re like some kind of witch. Come on, give it to me, Sades, fucking hell.” Staring down at the way a string of saliva connects her mouth to his fingers when he pulls them out at a tantalisingly slow pace gives him an idea. “Open your mouth.”

The compliant side of her does so immediately, moaning at the way his spit crawls down her tongue, he nods, she swallows. The wetness of his fingers immediately reaches between her folds and finds her clit, matching the pace of his persistent thrusts. Her left hand scrapes his spine and her right hand rips at his hair. She loathes the way his hands make her fold, feeling her climax take over her entire soul, her eyes squeezing shut at the feeling. “I fucking hate you so much.”

The tone in which she utters this word has him spilling inside her with a pained groan. The pair hold each other tightly as they both hit their peak, Sadie comes down almost immediately from the way Matty rides out his high inside her, she hisses from the overstimulation. “Fucking hell.” His body collapses on top of hers and she whines at the scraping feeling she feels inside. “Pull out, please.” A muttering of a few more swear words from her mouth pulls him from the cloud he’s found himself on, ripping himself from her. The boy inside of him peers down at the sight of his release spilling from her, she groans and steadies herself at the thought of standing up and cleaning herself up.

“Stay here. I’ll be right back.” Her eyes fixate on the torn up skin of his back as he pulls his boxers back on and sneaks into the bathroom. When he emerges, he smirks at Sadie’s sleeping figure on the couch, her deep-set eyes gently fluttering as she gives in, her dark eyelashes resting upon the cheeks. The one word ringing in his mind, beautiful, is giving him a headache. He rubs at her bare thigh in a soft attempt to wake her up, between whispers of different variants of her name. “Just cleaning you up, darling.” She gently whines and rolls over.

“Why are you asleep on the couch?” George is hanging over her like a bad smell, looking down at her with a raised eyebrow, she groans and pushes his face away with a stretch. The sudden memories of the previous night climb into her brain and start to take over, sneaking a glance down, she smirks at the sight of the cushions propped up gently and her clothes on her body. The slight bliss that was beginning to take over her being is interrupted by an unrecognisable, shrill laugh at the kitchen island. George silently communicates at her to keep her mouth shut.

“Morning, Sades! Bacon roll?” At Matty’s chipper tone, George knows all he needs to know, cradling his forehead in his hand. She snorts and sits up, finally getting a look at the girl who was clearly not good enough for Matty. Sadie would describe the girl as ‘nice’, nothing more and nothing less. She looks nice. Matty doesn’t like nice. The other two boys are sat at the kitchen island too, stuffing bacon in their mouths like it’s going to make their hangovers magically disappear. Sadie circles round the couch to stand behind Ross, giving Matty a curt nod before sitting on the last spare seat, right next to this unknown girl.

“I’m Sadie. Who are you?” Adam covers his laugh with a cough, George groans into his hand, Ross is blissfully unaware, and Matty has to stop himself from whipping around to shout at the girl. The poor, innocent girl looks round at Sadie like she’d just shot her dog. A shit eating grin overtakes her mouth, smiling up at Matty as he places a bacon roll in front of her. “Thank you very much! Smells so good!” The tone of her voice makes Adam’s laugh finally escape his mouth, when Miss Unknown turns to him, brows furrowed, he panics.

“Oh, we have fun here.” Sadie opts for taking a bite so none of her laughter sneaks out. What a shit excuse, Adam.

“I’m Daisy, it’s, erm, nice to meet you?” No words. Sadie has no words. Daisy is basically Sadie rearranged. She politely nods at Daisy and turns to face forward in her seat, no longer wanting to interact with anyone. She feels a dull ache in her chest as she watches the way Matty talks to Daisy, a miniscule part of her brain is begging him to look at her. He doesn’t, instead turning back to the pan and humming a merry tune. Sadie is practically snarling at his back, knowing that her very nails have left marks on the hidden skin. That’s all it is. Hidden. Matty clearly has a sudden thought with the way his movements stop.

“Want any sauce, darling?” Sadie doesn’t know what happened, she’ll claim to have blacked out.

“No thanks, Matty.” Her eyes widen. Daisy nearly chokes on her breakfast, poor girl. As if on auto-pilot, Sadie’s feet drag her to her bedroom, completely abandoning her breakfast. She’s sure they all heard the scream she forced into her pillow.

The moon is the only thing lighting up Sadie’s room, the hopeful gleam staring right in her window. The Smashing Pumpkins ‘Oceania’ is humming into her ears as she edits a few photos from the night before, specifically avoiding the ones of Matty. A gentle knock on her door rips her from her daydream, pulling her eyes from the moon she murmurs a “Come in.”, shutting her laptop and turning round in her chair. But the sight of the man she’s avoiding draws a silent groan from her throat, she turns away.

“Hi. Can we talk?” He’s grovelling and she doesn’t know why. When met with silence he keeps talking. “We can’t keep dancing around this, it’s starting to hurt me. I can’t fucking look at you without wanting something from you, anything. I just want a sign of life, Sades.” She stares back out the window, wishing she lived in a house alone on the moon. But no, she’s here, face to face with everything wrong with her. All she knows how to do is shake her head.

“I don’t know what you want from me. I don’t have anything to say to you.” The way he takes a deep breath as he sits down on her bed makes her panic a bit, she knows that he’s about to hurt her feelings. It was just the honest truth, she didn’t have anything to say to him, what words could possibly come out of her mouth that he’d want to hear. Not a single thought in her head is something that should be said out loud to him.

“No, Sadie. What do you want from me? I am fucking sick of you, the sight of you, the way you’ll speak to the boys with no fucking malice in your tone, what did I do to you? And, what? Every two months you want me to fuck you and have it not mean anything? I can’t stand to be in your fucking presence everyday anymore, it’s draining me.” She zones out slightly, trying to will the lump in her throat to go away. Nothing that he had said warrants tears because he is also telling the honest truth.

“We’ve ruined it. Been friends eight years and fucking ruined it.” Shaking her head with a wet laugh she lets it fall to rest on her knee, a single tear slipping out. “Can’t believe there was a time we got on. Now you’re just horrible to me.” Bitter laughter takes over her ears and another tear falls. And another. Lifting her head she writes down the words, ‘wishing you could forget the present you’re living in’, in the notebook on her desk. The notebook is just full of shit, mostly angry shit, recently.

“You’re the horrible one. One day someone snapped their fingers and you turned on me. I can’t fuck around with you anymore, you’ve changed, and it makes me sick. To my stomach. And calling me horrible? Whatever.”

“You’re still talking if you weren’t aware.”

“Yes I was. Wasn’t done either.” Standing up and gesturing wildly, his bitter tongue still talks. She’s reduced to a pile of sobs on her desk chair, just watching, unable to make it stop. “I also find it quite frankly hilarious that you’re the first one to tell people that I’m the ‘worst person you’ve ever met’, it wasn’t that when we were shagging everyday four years ago.” Sadie sniffs a laugh at this, he’s contradicting himself by saying ‘she’s changed’ one second, then referencing a time Sadie actually liked him. “Oh! Another thing, telling George that I’m the only one you don’t say ‘I love you’ to is so strange. I’d like an explanation.” Walking over to her until he’s hanging over her, she has to look up and face his snarl. “Why? Why don’t you love me. I think you do and you’re just fucking scared of me, pathetic, by the way. I think you realised years-”

She interrupts him, unable to control the angry scream ripping from the depths of her lungs. “Stop! Just fucking stop! Get the fuck away from me.” He stills and cocks an eyebrow. “GO.”

A slam of a door and tears coming out in screams is all that’s heard through the flat.

The next time Matty’s on stage doing what he loves, he isn’t sure he actually loves it anymore. He’s considering hiring a new photographer. Sadie’s been dancing round his feet all night, apparently unable to take a single photo of Matty, she’s taken more photos of Adam tonight than she probably ever has. The way in which he is performing is growing slightly more aggressive, standing on the stage, seething, unable to do anything about it. Could you imagine what the crowd would think if he started shouting at his photographer mid-show?

She smirks as she comes round the back to take a couple photos of George, he shakes his head at her, and she lets out a laugh. Shrugging her shoulders as if she’s done nothing wrong, she quickly realises that coming onto the stage to take photos was a mistake, Matty turns his back on the crowd briefly and whispers in her ear, “What the fuck are you doing?”

“What? Nothing? My job.” Turning back to the crowd with a scoff he keeps singing, Sadie takes a couple photos of the view from the back of the stage, looking out into the mass of people, she smiles at her camera knowing it’ll be a good shot. Exiting the stage from the left hand side she takes a minute to look through a couple of the photos she’s taken as she sips from her water bottle. The events manager approaches her and smiles.

“Why aren’t you taking as many photos of Matty?” The way her sickly sweet voice punctures Sadie’s ears makes her cringe a little bit. But she hides it with a returned smile in her direction and turns her body slightly towards her. Taking in her professional outfit she hides a laugh, how she’s not sweating is one of the wonders of the world. The way she was very clearly flirting with Matty before the show had pissed her off and Sadie knew she was only asking because she wanted to see photos of Matty.

“Don’t worry about it.” Walking all the way to the back of the hall with no more words said, Sadie scoffs when she’s no longer in hearing distance. Shaking her head she snaps a few more pictures before heading back to the dressing rooms, hearing the band finish the show she busies herself with looking through photos. She likes to pretend she doesn’t exist after the boys finish a show, they also like to pretend she doesn’t exist, mostly high on adrenaline. Since people had started taking the band more seriously, the energy at their shows has increased tenfold. So has their egos but Sadie never makes comment on it. Hearing the stomps of Matty down the halls has her realising that pretending she doesn’t exist isn’t an option today.

“What the fuck was that? You’re embarrassing yourself.” Slamming the door behind him, leaving just the two of them in the dressing room, Sadie rolls her eyes. She watches on as he grabs a wine glass and pours from the bottle, he takes a sip and groans, shaking his head. When their eyes meet, Sadie curls into herself a bit, intimidated. “Just utterly pathetic.”

“What’s pathetic? Me not wanting to see your face? Did you forget the things you said to me? Or are you going to blame that as a ‘heat of the moment’ thing like you always do?” The slam of his glass on the table makes her jump and he turns to her with nothing but malice in his eyes.

“No, you should be able to hold a level of professionalism that allows you to do your job no matter how you actually feel, Sadie. You’ve always managed to photograph me even if I have been in the wrong, but not today. I’m calling you pathetic because I thought you were more mature than you actually are. Turns out I was fucking wrong, hmm?” Matty is leaning over her, pointing a finger down at her. She stands up to defend herself.

“Actually, I think that you speak to me like I’m a piece of shit on the bottom of your shoe and then expect me to carry myself professionally when in reality just the sight of your face makes me want to punch it. And oh, I’ll just carry on taking my silly little pictures and pretend you don’t come off that stage and hurt my feelings. Every. Single. Day.”

“Oh, I hurt your feelings? Fuck off, Sadie.” With this he leaves the dressing room and slams the door behind him so hard that Sadie sees the mirror on the wall shake a bit. She has to hold her laugh in when he comes back in for the bottle of wine. She really struggles to hold it back when George comes in and gives her a look like she’s dumb.

“What?” When George just laughs at her she laughs too. She grabs the second bottle of wine from the table and takes pleasure in drinking straight from it. “Genuinely what was I supposed to do? Let him keep treating me like this?” George leans onto her shoulder when he sits down, his voice is sympathetic, and Sadie is having none of it.

“You could’ve gone about it a bit nicer.”

“Why would I be ‘a bit nicer’ after all he’s done to me?”

“Yeah, you’re right, fuck him.” With that George takes the bottle and starts drinking from it too.

They’ve somehow ended up in a sleazy bar in Soho, they’d played just round the corner at some hall Sadie can’t remember to name. Matty’s still pissed, Sadie is very drunk, some would call this a recipe for disaster, George would call this a recipe for entertainment. Sadie has linked eyes with a notably cute guy a couple of times this evening, but she’s waiting for him to be the gentleman and make the first move to speak. As Adam stands up to get the next round she hears laughter from behind her and sees Matty flirting with some girl. She turns to Adam, “Get me a vodka shot, too.”

Adam really shouldn’t be encouraging her to drink anything that strong, but after clocking on to what Matty was doing he immediately adds it to the list of drinks he’s ordering. When it slides in front of her it’s down her throat practically before it’s even stopped sliding her direction. Ross grips her arm and laughs but she pays no mind to him, distracted by the bitter taste in her mouth, she’d be convinced the bitter taste wasn’t coming from the liquor. Eyeing the way Matty’s arm slings around the girl and his shoulders look slightly less tense she turns to search the crowd of people, looking for the guy who was eye-fucking her earlier. She leaps out the barstool when she sees him, throwing everything about wishing he was gentlemanly out the window. “Hi, I’m Sadie.”

“Theo, nice to meet you. I was gonna come over in a bit but here you are, like a dream in front of me.” Sadie laughs probably louder than she should’ve at this, hand coming down on his arm. At this Theo notices the lack of drink in her hand and rests a hand on her lower back, “Shall we go get you something to drink? On me, of course.” She lets him lead her back to all her friends, narrowly avoiding them as he leans over the bar to order her an espresso martini. She does not like espresso martinis.

“Thank you. I noticed your accent, Australian, right? What are you doing in England?” The small talk flows quite freely between the two as they exchange careers and anecdotes, Sadie finds it easy to talk to him. Not as easy as any of her actual friends but it’s good enough. She has to hold her breath anytime she takes a drink but they’re free, so she isn’t saying anything. Matty catches her eye for the first time since being distracted by the girl on his lap, when he catches a glimpse of the blonde boy standing next to her he shakes his head. She scowls at him and turns back to the boy, a bit closer than she was before.

“Do you wanna get out of here? Maybe back to my hotel?” Sadie doesn’t really hear him, she sees Matty shaking her head at something the girl is saying and when she starts shouting at him Sadie knows he’d just been asked the same question she has. Matty makes fleeting eye contact with her, making a look that reads ‘I dare you’. Turning back to Theo she nods her head, smiling up at the smug look on his face, shoving his arm slightly. She finishes her drink with a slight gag and grips onto his arm as he leads her out the front.

“How far is your hotel?” She’d love to know why she feels guilty.

Sadie’s sitting on the doorstep to their flat building with mascara staining her cheeks. When she’d gotten back to Theo’s hotel she experienced something akin to a panic attack and basically ran out of there, he’d chased her just to make sure she was okay and when all she said was, “It isn’t your fault,” he knew that it was the other guy from the bar holding her back, the one from her friend group, “I just have to get back to my flat.”

Feeling nothing less than mortified, she couldn’t bring herself to go in, so she was sitting smoking on the doorstep with the entire evening playing on a loop in her head. Dropping her head to her knees with a sigh she let one more tear fall before putting out her cig with her shoe and opening the door behind her. When she opens the door to the flat she’s met with silence, unsure if anyone’s home until she hears George snoring and a strum of a guitar in the room next to hers. Upon realising he’s the only other person awake she admits defeat and heads to her own room.

After brushing her teeth in the bathroom and grabbing water and some painkillers from the kitchen, she opens her bedroom door to Matty standing, staring down at her. Shutting the door behind her she looks up at him with a fixed glare, silently wishing he’d brush past her and shut the door so she could sleep. But no, as she shuts the door behind her she finds herself slammed against it. “You’re so fucking pathetic, Sades.” It might be the slight buzz she still feels in her head, but his words paired with his hands on her hips hit her right in her core, feeling like her head is about to float right off her shoulders.

“Matty, you’re just here to fuck with my head.” She really tried to make her words believable but the way she trails off into a whine makes it seem quite the opposite. The way in which her body always reacts to him the way he wants will forever make her angry, staring up at him trying to keep her glare steady on her face. It proves hard when Matty’s face moves down to her neck, attacking it with his lips, practically taunting her by the way he leans back up to swallow the moan that leaves her mouth.

She fights her body, trying her hardest to not kiss him back, but the way his tongue is licking into her mouth makes her desperate for anything he’ll give her. “Think you can just go fuck anyone, hmm? You’re wrong, angel. Belong to me, don’t you?” The scowl that takes over her features makes him smirk down at her. “Pretty when you’re angry. Gonna let me show you who you belong to?” She doesn’t want to nod but of course her body is doing things without her brains consent. To be fair said brain is actively turning to mush and melting out of her ears.

“Matty, please. Hurting my head.” After a quick glance up from her neck, he realises she doesn’t mean that literally, but instead she means that his actions are confusing her. He’s too in the moment to care, dragging her to the bed to put her out of her misery. The feeling of the mattress on her back makes her sigh in pleasure, he smirks down at her, working his hands under her, way too big, jumper as he hovers over her, moving down at a teasingly slow pace. She writhes on the bed until his hands take a strong grip of her hips, dragging them to the bottom of the bed before holding her in place as he kisses from her knee to her thigh. “Fuck, why do you always come crawling back to me? Just told me you can’t fuck me anymore.”

“I can’t get enough.” Letting go of her hips to move her panties down her thighs, her hands whip to his hair as she feels a puff of cold air blown onto her clit, her heart stopping in her chest at the feeling. He growls into her dripping cunt, licking a stripe up it before feeling her thighs squeeze his face, moving his hands round them to keep them apart. “Be good. Keep quiet. Maybe I’ll let you cum.” The whine that leaves her mouth is involuntarily and goes against what he’d just said, she knows she’s fucking in for it now.

Lowering her voice to a whisper she leans up onto her elbows, “Matty, do something.” Brown eyes looking into her blue ones with a teasing glint he gives her another kitten lick and her elbows give out on her, back arching from the mattress. The teasing pace of his tongue is making the whole ‘keep quiet’ thing impossible for Sadie, her entire fist is in her mouth at this point and her brain is wondering where on earth he learned how to do this. Sure, he’s eaten her out many times before, but this is her first time realising how good at it he’d gotten. “Please, stop teasing.”

Humming into her wetness, he ponders on whether he should give her more or not. Does she deserve it? “Me stop teasing you? Oh, angel. Take your own advice.” Something about the way she whimpers spurs him on to, in fact, stop teasing. Giving in to her immediately, his tongue finds her clit and picks up the pace by the most miniscule amount. Unwrapping one of his hands from her thigh, his fingers find her entrance, ever teasing, but finding their way in after she hisses down at him to stop.

When he parts for a breather Sadie can see her slick on his chin and the sight brings out something carnal in her. She grabs his chin and pulls him up to her level, smashing their lips together as if they’re running out of time. Pulling away from her, Matty looks down at her, jaw slightly slack. “Like tasting yourself? What do you want, angel? Speak to me.” His digits still slipping deeper into her makes it incredibly difficult for her to formulate words, after whining at him and being met with a cocked eyebrow, she manages.

“Want you.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Just fuck me, Matty.” He doesn’t relent. Hands speeding up, kisses draped across her neck, his other hand finding it’s way up her jumper, squeezing her tits. Determined to pull at least one orgasm from her before giving in to what she wants. He groans into her neck when he feels how tight she’s squeezing his two fingers. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Let go then, angel. Give it to me, all over my fingers, gonna make a mess?” Frantically nodding, she feels her brain fading away into nothingness before his lips wrap around hers. Laying still, not kissing back, her orgasm takes over her being, Matty practically chews her moans with his teeth as if they were tangible. With a whine she rips his hand from between her thighs and finally gives in to the feeling of his lips on hers, kissing back with fervour. He pulls away to glance at his fingers, smothered in her arousal, the sight alone would’ve made him hard if he wasn’t already. Opening her mouth without having to be told to, she takes his two fingers into her mouth, sucking tiredly at them. “You tired?” Taking his hand out of her mouth to hear her reply, he smiles down at her blown out pupils.

“Fuck me, please.” Sometimes she can’t help but make the same mistakes.

Sadie had woken up hours ago. Some sick part of her is forcing her to stay in bed, under his arms, in his t-shirt. There’s an air of domesticity surrounding the pair, the way his dark eyelashes flutter slightly in his sleep has Sadie enamoured. Silently wishing things could be easier, with a sigh. Her brain starts to ponder on where things went wrong, and who might’ve been at fault, when she didn’t like the conclusion she came to she shut her eyes. Matty must’ve felt the way her body shook slightly, waking up slowly with a long stretch. “What you crying for?”

“I don’t know.” He squeezes his arms slightly tighter around her and wipes a tear from her cheek, unable to stop the concerned expression from taking over his features. Rubbing a soothing hand down her back, he shushes her until she’s calm, looking down at her slightly with an encouraging glint in his eye. “I just feel shit about the point we’ve gotten to. Wish we were 16 again.”

“Angel, don’t feel shit. I’ve been a dick to you recently and I’m sorry, I just don’t know how to speak to you anymore.” Sadie nods against his arm at his words, the soft smile taking over his face makes her feel at home. He looks like he’s 18 again in the mornings. It makes Sadie feel a bit sick.

“I don’t know how to speak to you either. We’ve spent everyday together for as long as I can remember, but it’s like you changed without me realising.” Matty hanging off of every word she says enhances the sick feeling in her stomach and she looks away from him. Grabbing her water from the bedside table she cradles her headache with her other hand and hears Matty laughing at her from behind. Putting her water back down she hits his chest and stands up. “I can’t have this conversation with you. I think I need to fucking find my own place. Then Ross and Adam can actually have their own rooms instead of being forced to share. Think it would be best for everyone.” Being met with a head of curls frantically shaking, she sighs.

“You can’t.”

“I will. Watch me.”

#dont ask why it took me so long to write this #sadie can do no wrong btw #matty healy #matty healy fic #matty healy x reader #matty healy imagine #matty healy smut #cigs&wine #the 1975 #the 1975 fanfic #writing #george daniel #ross macdonald

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TDC Episode 2: All Aboard part 2

A/N: *This season of TDC all players are adults even the reboot ones. they are 20, PI are 24, ROTI are 25 and the Original cast are 27.*

Previous Episode:

All Aboard part 1

Recap Voice Over:

"Last Time on Total Drama Cruiser! 36 crew member were brought back for an exciting new season, divided in to 4 teams of 9. some liked their teams others not so much. We learned why some people didn't return to the game and we also found out who might be this season's antagonist jajaja. We also found out the way of elimination the plank of shame. who will be the first one to dive into shark infested waters? and who will be setting foot in our economy class? Find out right here on Total! Drama! Cruise!"

Chris and the crew mates were all on the beach of Hawaii a familiar beach for everyone who was a spectator of the World Tour Finally "Today's challenge we will be divided into 3 parts. first part you will decide who will sit out of the second and third part of the challenge." Chris smirked as he pointed to the four cages "That person will sit there on their first half and they have to eat disgusting food prepared by today's surprise guess. World Tour's Winner, Alejandro!" As Chriss announces who would be preparing the disgusting food, a Helicopter drops Alejandro with him Heather. "Al Buddy, I am only needed you. That who I'm paying only 50 dollars. " Chris said "Well, I don't go anywhere with out Alejandro" Heather spoke as she held Alejandro's hand. "So these are the pathetic looser you chose for your new season?" Alejandro sneered as he saw everyone "Oh looked an Eel dipped in Grease." Noah said. "Al" Justin said "Justin" Alejandro replied. Justin glaring at him while Alejandro just smirked.

"I hate that smooth talker! He thinks he is better than me because he could get more people to fall for him! He is nothing compared to me! I'm the original pretty boy! He is just a copy!" Justin's Confessional.

"The Last person to puke their disgusting food would get a 5 min head start in the next part of the challenge." Chris said "Alejandro and Heather will make the grossest food, while each of you choose who is going to eat from your own team." Everyone looked at eachother and they got in circle. Screaming Eagles: "Okay Team, we need someone who isn't grossed out easily and cost us the advantage." Carlos said taking the lead "Blainley can't do it because she cheated during her gross food challenge." Blainley glared at him "Who volunteers? Kyle? Julia? Your season had really disgusting food." Carlos pointed out "Yeah but I wasn't the one to eat a type wyrm that was Julia." Kyle smirked as Julia glared at him "Gross! No I am not Doing it! Why not you big guy?" She points to rodney "You were raised on a farm" Everyone turns to Rodney "Me? I.. Uhhh.. well you see...." Rodney began stuttering before he shrugs. "It might be the best plan, most of us here dont tolerate gross foods" Trent said thinking back to season 1. "And I can't eat anything gross! Not Even Chef's Food!" Anna Maria said. "That's because paying attention to your physical appearance is a cry of help! and you secretly love the fact that you can get to be yourself with daniel." Dawn said as Anne Maria glared t Dawn.

"Carlos and maybe Kyle, Julia and Rodney seem to be the only other strong competitors in our team... Blainley should go out as soon as we get a change and Carlos and Trent agree. But right now I need to focus and don't let my anger take over" Eva's Confessional.

"So Rodney is our pick?" Eva asked. "Seems like it." Kyle said smiling. Julia then pulls Kyle aside "Hey We need to talk" She told him as he pulled him away from the team "Yes Julia?" He asked "You know we are at A voting dis advantage right? If we lose, Eva, Carlos, Trent, Dawn and Anne Maria could team up to vote us off. We are the newbies and despite our differences we have to work together at least until we reach the merge." Julia said as Kyle listened "Yeah but how can i trust you? You aren't exactly trustworthy Julia. I Haven't forgotten what You did to Caleb and Priya." Kyle said with his hands on his hips "True I am not exactly trust worthy. But. If we could work together we could ride the challenges." She said. "Yeah but if we work together our team will avoid most eliminations, Not Counting Blainley and Anne Maria the rest of us are good at challenges." Kyle said "That what we need. Work together and not Kill each other in the prosses." Julia though about it "You are right..." She said.

"Kyle, is smart. and He knows how to play well as a team... which is why he can't stay longer that 25th place. I'll keep him for as long as I can and then Boot him. Like his Cousin Eric he always make it far and I am planning to stop that." Julia's Confessional.

"I don't trust Julia One bit! But if I can help my team work together we could ride off every challenge without going to the poop deck and manage to avoid elimination. With me, Carlos, Julia, Eva, Trent, Dawn and Rodney. we have a fair chance. I'm doing this for Wayner and Rajie.... and Bowie. and to get back into the Hockey team. If i prove that I can be a team player the coach has to let me back right?" Kyle's Confessional.

Killer Hornets: "Okay so which of us has the most Iron stomach?" Daniel asked as all The girls looked away avoiding Daniel's eye. "Great.. None of us have guts." Noah said as he looked at everyone "Yeah, My Great Great Great Great Great Great-" Daniel sighed "For Crying out loud Stacy be useful and shut your damn Mouth for once!" He snapped. "I Vote Staci for the eating part!" Sadie said as she raised her hand. "Me too." Katie said smiling "What?! Why me" Stacy replied. "I'm not against it" Daniel smirked "Sure why not. Nichelle? Sammy? Jane? Beardo?" Noah asked "Fine by me! I don't like disgusting foods" Sammy said. Both Beardo and Jane agreed. "I also agree with that." Nichelle said as they all looked at Stacy who is worried and confused.

"I had to take the leadership role of my team. we are the worst team. Worst than the grips. Maybe I need a new game strategy this season." Daniel's confessional.

"It's strange to see Daniel take a leader ship role. He usually stays in the back hidden. But I don't blame him. Have you seen our team?" Noah's confessional.

"My Great Great great Great great great grandfather created prisons, Before him, people used to walk cuffed all around and even ran away and policeman had to round them up.... And My great Great great great great-" Stacy's Confessional.

"So yeah, this team sucks.... At least my previous teams had good players, but this one?! This one is the worst! The other three teams are better especially the Pidgeon's, They have a mutant! A Mutant! They have the advantage." Jane's Confessional.

Ferocious Pidgeons: "Okay we all have to agree that Dakotazoid will do the first part of the challenge right?" Bryan said as he rounded up the team. "And why should we listen to you man?" Tyler asked as he looked at Bryan "You haven't been the best player in previous seasons and a cheater mind you." Geoff added. "Sam yeah... You are like Alejandro and Heather but Worst" Sam said.

"I am nothing Like Alejandro or Heather! And I learned strategy, My girl back home aka Courtney taught me a few strategies i could use to make it far, And one thing is being a team player. She made me watch every season of total drama, learn from everyone's mistakes." Bryan's Confessional.

"I fine with Bryan's Plan" Dakotazoid said as Bryan smiled "Alright who is against it?" He looked at the others and they stayed silent "Good, with Dakotazoid we might win this first half." He smiled.

Turkeys of Death: "I volunteer myself for the challenge" Ezekiel said "With my toxic saliva i could dissolve the food and when i eat it I wont have must taste." He said as everyone looked at him "But isn't eating Toxines dangerous for you" Millie asked. "Not since i got mutated in Chris' mine." He said nodding. "I like you enthusiasm Zeke, but Ripper is the grossest one here, I bet he can eat without vomiting" Sierra said. "Me? why?!" He asked. "Mmmm I don't know.... Be who do you think should do the challenge?" Brick asked B and B pointed at Ripper. "agreed." Brick added. "I think Zeke should do it if he want's to do it" Justin said smiling

"If Zeke's looses us the advantage guess who the team votes for.... Yeah Mutant Homeschool. This is my season. I need to show them that I'm a better version of my Action self." Justin's confessional.

"What do you think cutie" Justin asked Amy who had been staring at him. "Oh me? Uh I vote Zeke!" She smiled and looks away blushing. "okay that's 3 votes Zeke, 3 votes Ripper. Millie? Topher Ripper?" Sierras asked them "Definitely I vote ripper!" Millie said. "And I vote Zeke I don't want to eat disgusting Foods!"

"Justin is so attractive!" Amy's Confessional.

"I won't eat anything disgusting! I made a deal with Axel's brother that i will refrain from gross things!" Ripper's Confessional.

"I vote for....." Topher began as both Zeke and Ripper waited with anticipation for him to choose. "Zeke. It's the best choice! The toxic Saliva sounds like a good plan!"

The time to choose their prisoner was over as Chris told the selected person to walk forward. Rodney, Stacy, Dakotazoid and Zeke walked forward "Okay! You four step into your cages! Heather and Alejandro are finishing the gross food you four have to stomach." He smirked "The brough from the most disgusting trash they could find. While they finish, I'll give you the rules for the second part of the challenge, 7 members of each team, will create a sacrifice with no pineapple head, off Heather or Alejandro. If you have a female contestant in the cage you will build an Alejandro dummy, if you have a female you build a Heather dummy." Chris said. "Excellent! I wanted some revenge on Al, and now it is time. Even if it's a dummy" Bryan's Confessional.

"After building the dummy from those 7 , 3 will work together to the volcano and throw their sacrifice, after than they will race back down and run towards that side of the beach where depending the order you arrive in with is the order we will have the one on one part of the challenge. the first one to win 3 fights win immunity and get to travel to our next destination in first class. the team that losses 3 fights will get the poop deck and are forced to send someone home." Chris explain the rules, just as Alejandro, Chef, Heather and a red Head Inter. "Izzy?!" Everyone gasped when they saw the familiar crazy "Yep, Izzy Agreed to be my intern in exchange for fix her image, after her out burst on set" Chris smirked "Give the prisoner their, food." Chris said as the four went to each of the person in the cage, Chris press the airhorn signaling for the challenge too start

"This is so entertaining, Watching those loser eat disgusting food , for a million dollars. I Know I wanted the Money but, seeing them squirm is more entertaining. But I still want the Million don't get me wrong." Heather's confessional.

Dakotazoid and Zeke were having an easy time with the challenge, Zeke's saliva making it easy for him to eat, while Dakotazoid's stomach allowed her to eat without vomiting. How every Stacy couldn't eat one spoon full as she tried to eat she couldn't help but vomit. "And Stacy is Out!" Chris said as the Hornets sighed. Rodney wasn't that behind when he vomited. "And Rodney is also Out! Only Dakotazoid and Zeke's left maybe it's time to see some of the most disgusting blunders from total drama history, gotten from Sierra's blog." Chris said as Chef brought Chris' monitor. Izzy notices Al and Heather weren't there so he left into the boat to find them. While the challenge progressed Izzy was looking for Heather and Alejandro around the cruise ship

"If I had to think like those two, They'd be looking for the briefcase with the money in Chris quarters. He hired me as a Inter but I'm more like security. and Maybe explosive will get to Boom Boom!" Izzy's Confessional.

Heather and Alejandro were in the production suite of the production. Alejandro was looking near Chris' room while heather kept look out. "Hurry Up Alejandro! we need the money and then leave out of here." Heather said as she gave Alejandro a side eye as she kept watch. "Don't rush me! McLean's Room is disturbing! he has pictures of himself everywhere in this suite." Alejandro said from the room "And there is no way of knowing where he would hide the case.": he added. "There should be a safe around there." Heather said as he kept watch. "Ugh this is so frustrating!" Alejandro groaned. "That's How I wanted to catch you two jaja" Izzy said as Heather notices her "Oh Crap! Alejandro! IT's the Crazy girl!" Heather shouted at Alejandro. "What?! She was with Chef and Chris!" He said walking out and his eyes widening as he saw Izzy standing there "You two are not supposed to be here." She smirked "Production team and staff only! You two are only here to Demo the challenge.". Heather back away "I got lost Izzy... I was looking for the Confessional." She said trying to get away. "Yeah that's what we were doing" Alejandro said calm. "OH i do not believe that...." She smiled "Prepare to Face the power of Izzy" She began charging towards them, as Heather first instinct was to bolt out of there. "I am Out of here" Heather said running. "Pft I am not scared of You Izzy" Alejandro said

"Alejandro Is Crazy For challenging Izzy like that. I know he is muscular and a force to be reckoned with but Izzy is unpredictable and she can go on a head to head fight with Chef so I know he is risking loosing. But right now I needed to save my ass" Heather's confessional.

"I delt with Izzy during season 3 and she is nothing but a joke. I can easily take her" Alejandro's confessional.

"Heather is a smart cookie for running from the Izzy! But Alejandro will see just how capable this nut case is!" Izzy's confessional.

Izzy and Alejandro began having a hand to hand combat. Their fight were head to head as they fought, an Intense battle for two of the strongest ex competitors. Heather was running off from the Production suite. While they fought for a long time, and it appeared liked Alejandro had the upper hand when Izzy slowly changed the tides, tripping Alejandro and then tasing him "Izzy wins!" She exclaims as she then puts cuffs on Alejandro's wrist "Time to take you to the boats punishment cells" She said as she took Alejandro to the lower parts of the cruise ship where there were cells and she pushed Alejandro towards one of the cells "Now I need to find Heather" She said as she closed Alejandro's cell and left to go find heather.

"Izzy won't find me if I hide in first class right?" Heather's confessional.

Back with the Challenge They were still seeing disgusting scenes of Total Drama of people vomiting and Dakotazoid couldn't take it anymore. She had an Iron Stomach and she couldn't take much more of seeing past people vomiting. "And Zeke wins the advantage for the Turkeys of Death! they won the 5 min advantage in the Sacrifice Building Challenge!" Chris said as the Turkeys of Death celebrated. "Now teams choose who is going to be waiting at the other side of the island for the third part of the challenge.." Chris said as the teams reunited again

Turkeys of Death: The team were together except Ezekiel "Okay Who is the strongest member of our team?" Millie asked "I am!" Both Ripper and Brick spoke at the same time. "What? You are not the strong one I am!" They continued to talk at the same time "No I am!"

"I need to prove I'm the alpha male of the team! and show them I am the strongest here!" Ripper's confessional.

"I have military training, There is no doubt I am the strongest one!" Brick's confessional.

"Ugh, Can we just not Argue!" Amy said crossing her arms "Ripper will take the last part challenge and that's final!" She said as everyone stared at her. "Wow oaky miss bossy pants, Brick is the best choice he has military training!" Sierra said crossing her arms "But if we choose Ripper we could blame him if we loose, and he can be booted off" Justin said "Hey! I am not that bad! My girlfriend's brothers taught me how to be strong so i can keep their sister safe!" Ripper said as everyone exchanged glances at him "Okay Fine!" They all said at the same time. "If that's who is going to take the final challenge, then Me, Brick and B will take the Dummy up to the Volcano." Sierra said smiling.

Ferocious Pigeons: "Okay who will we send to the last challenge?" Bryan asked as everyone exchanged glances. "I could-" Tyler began but Bryan stopped him "Not you Tyler...." Bryan said

"No one here is good for the last challenge.... this is so.... UGh! Maybe.... Axel? I don't know Sam, Tyler, Leonard and Ella are no good for the one on one challenge. Geoff, Axel and Damien seem perfectly fit but Geoff is too much of a nice guy and Damien.... well is Damien... and there is no way they'll beat the eagles if they pick Eva." Bryan's confessional.

"Axel? Will you do it for us?" Damien asked "you are the strongest one of out team" Everyone turned to Axel. "And you could beat the crap out of who ever you are placed against to." Axel looked at Damien and smirked "I accept it!" She smiled. "Great we have our fighter!" Geoff smiled. "Then Me, Tyler and Bryan will take the dummy to the volcano" Geoff added.

Killer Hornets: None of the team spoke up to take the last spot of the challenge. they were all glancing at each other hoping for to volunteer for the last challenge.

"The sacrifices we have to take to lead a team of complete dumb shits. Noah is the only smart one but we don't need brain in the final challenge. Jane is just a flexible girl but not good in fighting challenges and Nichelle.... welll yeah" Daniel's cponfessional.

"Okay, okay. I'll take The final spot!" He sighed "But you guys better be fast and carry the heavy Alejandro Sacrifice." Daniel said. "We will, There is nothing I'd like more than to see Alejandro fall into that volcano even if it's just a dummy." Noah said as Daniel nodded. "As for who will take the dummy, it will be Nichelle, Jane and Beardo" Daniel said "Sure I see no problem with that."

Screaming Eagles: "Eva you want to go to the last Challenge?" Carlos asked her "Yeah, I'd bring our team the win." Eva said with no hesitation. "To have a better chance to arrive first to the volcano and the beach, me, Trent and Kyle will take the Heather dummy up the volcano." Carlos said hoping the team agreed. "I'm fine with that" Julia said as she just looked at her Nails. "Yeah because there is no way my good looking body will get near the heat of that volcano" Anne Maria said. "And I'm not risking letting my body get burned by lava Blainley Said.

Meanwhile Izzy finally found Heather and Heather began running off from Izzy "I almost got you!" She laughed crazily as she ran. "You can run as much as you Can Heather! But you can't hide from the E-scope!" Izzy said as she chased Heather "Come on Izzy! We were friends! Can't you just let this slide?" She asked laughing crazily and Tackling Heather "I got you Now! Wait till Chris Hears this" She smiled as she took Heather toward the cell and locked her up in the cell next to Alejandro's.

"You think Chris, would give me a raise for what i Did?" Izzy's Confessional.

Chris Blew the air horn and the building challenge began. The turkeys of death began their 5 minute head start to build their sacrfice with Dekotazoid's intructions. When the 5 mins were over the other teams following the guidance of their caged teammate began their sacrifices, Sadly the Hornets were getting nothing since, Staci was focused on talking about he great great great great greet. "Yeah! My great great great great great Grandfather, invented Logs! Before him people used to burn trees with out cutting them... and my Great great great great great great great -" Staci continued "Ugh! Tgis is Frustrating!" Jane complained as she covered her ears tired of Staci "Can't we just glue her mouth shut?" She asked as the other shrugs. "Staci! Can you just tell us what to get? We are going to lose if you don't help us." Noah yelled "This is so Humiliating The other team will win!" Sammy said frowning. Beardo nods making a losing tune. as The other teams kept working on their sacrifices slowly the teams finished their their sacrifices and the 3 for each team began taking the sacrifices up. leaving the hornets behind. Chris walks towards the last place team "If you don't put the work your team automatically loose the challenge and head to the poop deck." He laughed at them. They all glared at Stacy. "Okay I Am Done with Mrs Nice Girl!" Jane spat "You will shut you mouth up and tell us what to do or So help me You will be the one going home tonight!" Jane yelled ar her

"It's obvious who is going home if we loose" Jane's confessional

"Honestly.... Why is should we win at this Point. The other 3 teams are ahead by a lot!" Nichelle's confessional.

"Why is she sooo Useless!" Noah's Confessional

"Is she kidding? Who here buys her lies?" Beardo's Confessional

"Not even me and Sadie are that annoying!" Katie's Confessional.

Eventually they managed to build their Alejandro Sacrifice, So that allowed Nichelle, Beardo and Jane to began working together to carry the Alejandro Sacrifice towards the Volcano. Meanwhile the other three teams were far away from them They were basically just finishing throwing their sacrifices. "Trent, Carlos, we Should go Now!" Kyle said as he began running down the volcano the mentioned guys following behind him. Once Tyler, Geoff and Bryan threw their sacrifice they began running behind the first place team, Tyler then tripped and began falling down the volcano. Geoff and Bryan exchanged glances. After Throwing the the sacrifices the three members of Turkeys of Death began running towards the beach. B had offered Carrying Brick and Sierra so they could arrive together. The three teams in the lead were head to head, except Tyler who had fallen from the side of the volcano.

"Chris never said that the whole 3 members should arrive to the beach together so, We should yell at Tyler to run towards the beach. But first...." Bryan's confessional.

Bryan pushed Kyle, and he provoked Kyle to tumble and and make the rest of his teammates fall.

"What is Wrong with Bryan! I know this is a race but he doesn't have to push me!" Kyle's confessional.

"Wow So typical of Bryan tripping the enemy, I better keep an eye on him...." Sierra's Confessional.

"Tyler! Run to the beach! Hurry! IF we cross first Axel will have her 3 fights firs!" Bryan yelled still running down the volcano just in case. Tyler groaned as he got up from the floor and began making his way to the beach. "Oh No he is not arriving First!" Carlos said as He got up first than Kyle and Trent and he began running down as fast as he could. Behind Him followed B carrying Brick and Sierra. Finally reaching the top of the volcano was Jane, Nichelle and Beardo, They threw their sacrifice as Nichelle observed a faster way to climb down the Volcano.

"I need to reach the beach first! we could give Daniel the chance to win the challenge.... But I am Tempted to stay back so we could Vote off Staci" Nichelle's confessional.

"Look Nichelle!" Jane said as Nichelle and Beardo looked at her "You could climb thru there and reach the ground first that B, and Carlos. and Since you will land safely you could beat Tyler to the end." Jane said as Nichelle smiled and Began climbing down the way Jane said. Jane smiled.

"I want to win. Even if I dislike Staci and she made us fall behind.... I still don't want use to lose a teammate, No matter how useless they are" Jane's confessional.

The race was close, Tyler going slowly to the end. B and Carlos running at the same pace as Nichelle had just landed in at the ground and she began running towards the beach. "This I going to be close! Tyler has the lead! but Nichelle just landed first to the ground! and But Carlos and B are both running at an Alarming rate! First class is on the line! first fights will be given to the team who arrives first" Chris said as he watched thru the monitors the 4 four main runners. "chef should we make the fight the way to chose a real looser between 3rd and 4th place?" Chris asked Chef. "Yes! That'd be excellent!" Chef smiled. from where he was Bryan could see that Nichelle was going to beat Tyler.

"Desperate Times calls for desperate Measures!" Bryan's Confessional.

Bryan grabbed a coconut and tossed it towards Brick, The coconut hit him making him fall from B's arm and by pure change he fell on top of Nichelle. Seeing that Provoked Sierra to tackle Bryan and began beating the crap out of him. Carlos too advantage of this and speed up towards the finish line Just as Tyler was about to win Carlos passed By Tyler. "And The Screaming Eagles! Won first place!" Chris said as Carlos crossed. "What!? What about the fights!?" Eva asked. "Well! The fight will still happen but that to choose the ultimate loser between the last two team and It appears that the fight will happen between Daniel and Ripper because the Ferocious Pigeons win second place." Chris said as Tyler finally crossed the line.

"This Is Bryan's fault! It's really un fair that Bryan's team got second Place!" Sierra's Confessional.

As the sun hung low in the sky, casting an orange hue over the arena, Ripper and Daniel stood atop platforms, each armed with jousting sticks, their eyes locked in a battle of wills. Ripper flexed his muscles, a cocky grin spreading across his rugged face. "You ready to taste defeat, Daniel?" Daniel smirked, adjusting his grip on the jousting stick. "I wouldn't be so sure, Ripper. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." With a Air horn from Chris, the duel to avoid elimination ceremony began. The platforms rocked as Ripper and Daniel charged towards each other, their jousting sticks clashing with thunderous force. "Is that all you've got, Daniel?!" Ripper taunted, his voice booming across the arena. Daniel gritted his teeth, his focus unwavering. "You haven't seen anything yet, Ripper!" Back and forth they battled, neither willing to give an inch. The tension in the air was palpable as the spectators held their breath, waiting for the decisive moment. Suddenly, Ripper unleashed a powerful strike, catching Daniel off guard and sending him staggering backward towards the edge of the platform. "You're finished, Daniel!" Ripper roared triumphantly, preparing for the final blow. "Go Ripper Beat His ass!" Amy shouted. "Don't let that Jerk beat you Daniel!" Nichelle shouted. But Daniel wasn't about to go down without a fight. With a swift maneuver, he regained his balance and countered Ripper's attack, sending him reeling. The rest of Daniel's erupted into cheers as the duel reached its climax, the combatants locked in a fierce struggle for dominance. As the dust settled, it seemed as though Daniel had gained the upper hand, poised to send Ripper tumbling into the shark-infested waters below. "Any last words Ripper!" But then, Ripper unleashed his secret weapon. "Ah, what's that smell?!" Daniel exclaimed, his nose wrinkling in disgust. Ripper grinned wickedly, raising his arms to reveal his potent secret. "what you smell is my natural yeast smell." The foul stench emanating from Ripper's pits was enough to make Daniel dizzy, his senses overwhelmed by the noxious fumes With a final shove, Ripper sent Daniel plummeting into the waters below, victorious in the ultimate showdown of strength and strategy. "And Ripper wins it for the Turkeys of Death!" Chris shouted in his mega phone as the team cheered and the Killer Hornets groaned.

"I don't Blame Daniel for loosing.. Ripper stinks like crap" Jane's Confessional.

"Anyone would have lost that fight even Eva... well not Axel.... Some how she can handle his stink" Kyle's Confessiona.

"Well Killer Hornets, You are the first ones to go to the Poop deck to eliminate your first Team mate." Chris laughed as Everyone from the team glanced at eachother.

Soon it was dark and the Killer Hornets were sitting on lounge chairs in the poop deck Chris was Standing Near the Plank of shame as the team looked at him "Welcome to your first elimination Ceremony Killer Hornets. Just like in season 3 You will vote in the confessional by stamping a red X on the passport of the desired crewmate you want to vote off." Chris smirked "Now Chef is going to remind you what you did to be here." He smiled as Chef walked next to chris "Daniel, You let something as simple as Ripper stinky pits to make you lose the jousing fight which caused your team to be sent here." Chef pointed to Daniel "You would have too if You smelled those really stinky Pits!" He said trying not to vomit. "Nichelle you almost reached the finish line but you let Brick fall on top of you and that caused your team to end in 3/4th place." He said pointing to Nichelle. "I couldn't anticipate that Brick would fall on me! Those stinky Pigeons are cheaters" Nichelle growled. "And Lastly, Staci, your excessive lying, caused your team to be left behind in the race. if your team hadn't threatened you you would have automatically lost." Chef said "Well, My great great great great-" Chris interrupted him "Shut it! Nobody cares!" He said "Get to voting Loser!"

"Nichelle could have arrived first if Bryan didn't knock Brick on top of her, Daniel Lost to Rippers stinky pits... but" Jane stamps Staci's passport "Ms Lying got my vote"

"Is it debatable?" Nichelle stamped Staci's passport without saying anything

"Daniel lost the tie breaker... sorry buddy" Noah said stamping Daniel's Passport.

"Yeah Daniel.... I know he is evil" Staci Stamped Daniel's passport.

Daniel aggressively stamped multiple times Staci's passport "Bye Bye girly!"

Sadie and Katie together stamped on Staci's Passport.

"we are all tired of her stories... she seems nice but she should interact instead of lying" Sammy stamped Staci's Passport.

Beardo making sound effects stamped Staci's passport.

Chris was holding a plate of of chocolate made cruise tickets as he stared at the team "The crew mate who doesn't receive their cruise pass, will have to walk the poop deck and jump out on the plank of shame, and you can never come back... Ever!" Chris smirked "Before i give the passes if anyone here wants to use the Hatchet Totem to chose someone else to be booted? If you found it." Chris asked as everyone glanced at each other. "Very well, The pass will go to...Sadie!" He tossed the pass to Sadie "Katie!" He tossed it "Nichelle, Jane!" He tossed two more passed "Noah, Beardo, Sammy" He said as he tossed 3 more passes. Having now only one pass left "We got now 1 pass left and 2 crewmates." he said as Daniel and Staci exchanged glances "The last pass goes to....." Chris said as he extended the tension as Daniel began looking worried for a minute and Staci was almost biting her nails. ".... Daniel!" Chris said as he tossed the pass to Daniel "Yes!" He smiled and then quickly put on his sorry mask "Ooops Sorry Staci...." He said . "First Boot again!" Staci sighed frowning "Plant of Shame that Way stacy." Chris smirked pointing to the dock of shame.

"I can't believe I am being first boot again! I did good this time and shared interesting facts of my relatives with my team... why do they have to be such haters!" Stacy's Last Confessional.

Staci walked towards the Plank as Chris and the rest of the ream followed behind her. "Any last words Staci?" Chris asked. "Yeah!, My Great great great great great-" Chris nods to chef and chef pushed Staci off the plank "Greaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh" She fell and splashed. "What will Bryan do next? Who will be winnign next time and Will Julia backstab Kyle? Find out next time on Total Drama Cruiser!" With that the camera pans away and the camera fades to black.

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A/N: I almost never finished episode 2 of TDC, I was having a hard time to write the challenge the protagonist of this challenge were the killer Hornets. I hope you guys enjoy it!

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