#Sammi Maria

[jackiespurnell]

happiness is a butterfly - part two (natalie scatorccio x misty quigley)

summary: after nat's death, misty is convinced she's never going to get to see her best friend again. and then nat's ghost appears in misty's bedroom and everything changes

tw: none

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“so, can i touch you?” “no, misty, you can’t.”

once misty got over the fact that nat was there, in her house, and they were actually having a conversation, they naturally went back into their usual banter - misty asks a lot of questions, and natalie refuses to give her an answer that isn’t something along the lines of “shut up.” the only thing she actually learned within the past 45 minutes is that natalie is only able to get as far as 50 feet away from misty or else she teleports right where misty is (which is great in misty’s book) and that apparently, natalie is capable of touching inanimate objects but not anything with a beating pulse (which is not so great in misty’s book).

while, yes, the situation was rather unfortunate, she was just glad to have her best friend back. at least this way, misty could gaslight herself into pretending that things were normal. because, technically, they were. for now.

her and natalie haven’t exactly had the ‘oh, yeah, sorry for accidentally killing you while trying to kill the girl that pointed a gun in your direction oopsies’ talk yet, and it was one neither of them wanted to have. misty knows that nat probably expected her to push farther on the little they did talk about it, given that all misty ever does is push when it comes to uncomfortable topics (read: the wilderness), but misty really wasn’t in the mood to talk about this uncomfortable topic, and she knew damn well natalie wasn’t either. and sure, she knows that talking about it helps you feel better or whatever, but does misty even want to feel better? cause once she does, nat is gone for good. but then again, if she feels better, she’s going to be okay with nat being gone for good…

honestly, misty can’t imagine a world where she’s okay with nat being gone for good. and she really doesn’t want to. 

“so, i can’t touch you or you won’t let me?”

“both.” nat says, her tone sharp and glass. misty flops down onto her bed. “what do you mean both?” she asks, tilting her glasses up from where it had fallen down onto her nose, a nervous habit of hers she’s picked up when she was a kid. natalie crosses her arms, leaning against the dresser. “i mean, no, you can’t touch me, and even if you could, i wouldn’t let you. there. you happy?”

misty just scoffs, rolling her eyes. “it wouldn’t hurt for you to lighten up a bit. god, you’re always so…pissy.” natalie just laughs, and even though her laugh sounds really pretty in misty’s opinion, she could automatically tell it wasn’t the good kind of laugh (misty bets natalie would sound even prettier if it was the good kind of laugh). “what’s next, you’re going to tell me to smile more?” nat says, a little too sarcastic for a dead girl.

“you know, natalie, you could be a little bit nicer to me. i mean, you’re like, stuck with me for who knows how long. so.” she gives natalie a look as if to say duh, and before she gave nat a chance to say something snappy back, she opens up her laptop and starts typing away. 

“you find anything on the mysterious texter?” natalie asked, and misty lights up and both the fact that it was nat who initiated the conversation and also, misty fucking loves talking about her job as a citizen detective. she knows it’s probably weird, she’s 43 and geeking out about true crime, but misty’s always been the weird one, hasn’t she?

“well,” misty says, motioning for nat to come sit next to her on the bed, which the brunette does not do. “the little shit used a burner phone and then disabled said phone, which, i was kind of expecting that.” she sighs, turning over to natalie, who muttered something under her breath. “let me see.” nat finally climbs onto the bed, prying the laptop out of misty’s hands, for her to see, and misty ignores the implications that natalie just straight up didn’t trust her. 

“but,” misty says, yanking the laptop away. “i did find a location before he disabled it.” 

she opens up another tab, smiling to herself as natalie leans in to read the coordinates of the screen. “it says its from beaver hill, oregon.” natalie raises her eyebrow. “beaver hill? who the fuck names a town after a rodent?” misty just giggles, because first of all, beavers were cute, and second of all, the mental image of natalie interacting with a beaver was even cuter. she imagines the beaver climbing all over natalie, getting all clingy and adorable, maybe crawling into her lap for cuddles or whatever. she thinks the brunette would probably act all annoyed at this, given the fact that she always acts all annoyed, but misty likes to think nat would secretly enjoy it. that maybe she’d actually like the obvious care and affection the beaver has for her, or maybe she’d eventually seek out the beaver herself.

(don’t read too much into that. it’s obviously not how misty wants nat to feel about her. duh).

“i’m not exactly sure. but what’s strange about it, is that it’s an unincorporated town. it’s not governed by any sort of local corporation or municipality, which, i guess makes it kind of perfect for this cryptic kind of shit. right?”

natalie just rolls her eyes. “whatever, i’m not doing another fucking road trip with you, misty. not again.” natalie shoved the laptop back into misty’s lap and got up from the bed. “you can go by yourself or whatever, just leave me out of this.”

“right, what happened to the whole ‘you cant be more than 50 feet away from me’ thing?” misty says in an overly sweet tone, cocking her head to the side, knowing that she won. natalie groans, tilting her head backwards as a sign of annoyance (misty ignores the feeling she gets when she sees natalie’s exposed neck, knowing that if they could make physical contact she’d totally want to leave little marks all over the flesh).

“you’re fucking insufferable, you know?” natalie jabs her pointer finger in misty’s direction, to which the blonde sighs, crossing her arms. “but you know i’m right! don’t you want to find who’s sending this shit, and what they want from us?”

“what they want from you, misty. i’m dead, remember? or at least i should be. so, no, misty, i don’t want to find out who’s sending this shit!” and misty knows what the implications are. she knows that none of this affects natalie anymore, directly anyways. she knows nat’s supposed to be dead but isn’t because misty’s pathetic, clingy ass can’t seem to get a grip. she knows that nat is only dead because of misty. it’s all because of misty.

and to make matters worse, she knows however badly misty fucks up, no matter how much nat wants her to leave her alone, natalie’s never going to outright say it, because that’s just not who natalie is. she’ll passive aggressively imply the hell of it - like she’s doing now - but there’s not a mean bone in natalie’s insanely hot body. even when she deserves it, nat would never actually lash out on misty. and she hates it. and she kind of loves it too.

“right. sorry.” misty nods, giving herself a second just to sulk, before cracking a smile because passive aggressive or not, nat was still going to be stuck on another road trip with her and it was going to be so. much. fun.

“wait - do you think i should ask the others about the text? i mean, they probably got it, right? or something of the variation. i mean, my first thought was that the thing the texter meant they knew about was the wilderness, because duh, but then i thought maybe they were talking about you? because, like, you know, 25 years since the plane crash and the first survivor is down and maybe they put the pieces together and-”

“dont.” natalie says sharply, and it takes misty a second to realize what exactly nat is saying ‘dont’ to. and then she realizes. 

natalie doesn’t want to tell the others.

which doesn’t exactly surprise misty, but it doesn’t not surprise misty. she knows nat is pretty much a loner, despite misty’s various attempts to get herself involved in natalie’s life. but it’s not like nat had that many issues with the others in the time leading up to her death. but even if she did, it’s not like she’d have to talk to them or anything. and it’s good to have to backup, in case shit goes south. misty simply tilts her head to the side to convey her confusion, and natalie just looks away as if she’s contemplating the right words to say. “i just- i don’t want them knowing, you know…about me. like this. the ghost thing. you know?” natalie says sheepishly, and no, misty doesn’t know, but her face immediately softens, because if there’s one thing you’re rarely going to get from natalie scatorccio, it’s vulnerability. and this feels probably as vulnerable as natalie is going to get.

“i just…it’s weird. i don’t know. maybe later we can tell them but not now, okay? can this just be our secret for now?” natalie says and all misty could do was smile at her because that sounded a lot like nat wanted something just for the two of them - which, realistically, is not what she meant at all, but then again, misty was known for being little miss delusional.

“okay.” misty agrees, because honestly, who needs backup when you have the ghost of your dead best friend by your side?

“we’re really doing this again, aren’t we?” natalie asks, sighing in defeat, to which misty enthusiastically nods. “yep! back at it again! i should pack my stuff.” the blonde bounces up and out of bed, murmuring to herself as she grabs an old knapsack from the fucking 90s and shoves some clothes in there, as well as her other belongings. 

misty hears a notification from her phone - the little ding go off - and her mind immediately goes to the unknown texter. “you think it’s our mystery bitch?” natalie asks, already knowing the answer. misty tries not to act too excited, except fuck it, she’s very excited. she crawls onto her bed to pick up her phone, flopping down onto the sheets, enthusiastic in a way that made her disappointment all the more obvious when she realized it was, in fact, not the mystery bitch.

“what?” natalie asked. “he threaten to kidnap your bird or something?”

typically, misty would have just rolled her eyes or told natalie not to bring caligula into this. but this whole situation was not very typical, so instead, misty just stared at her phone for a few more seconds, before shaking her head, snapping out of whatever little trance she was previously in. “uh, no, sorry.” she says. “it’s not the texter. it’s walter.”

walter. misty had met him on her citizen detective site a little while back, when she was trying to figure out what the fuck happened to natalie - turns out she was kidnaped by lottie’s acolytes - and he actually proved to be of pretty useful help. he was odd, and a little strange, but misty can’t deny that they kind of work well together. he was just like her, all kooky and weird. he assured misty that her (nonexistent) ‘serial killer tendencies’ were actually charming and he made her feel like an actual person instead of just the quirky outcast she’s been stereotyped as her whole life. now, statistically, she’s never had the best relationship luck (the whole ‘murder basement’ thing is pretty off-putting for most people), and it’s not that she’s actively pursuing anything with him, but she’s not stupid. she can tell he’s into her. and she’s not not into him. she’s just….not into him. sort of. 

“walter? the little boyfriend?” nat asks, furrowing her eyebrows together slightly. “the fuck does he want?” misty knew natalie was never walter’s biggest fan, and she knew that, and even though misty’s still not entirely sure what she wants from walter, she kind of wishes her best friend had a higher opinion of the one person who actually took an interest in her.

“he’s asking if i’m okay. after, you know, tonight. he drove me home and offered to come in, but uh, i wanted to be alone.” misty says, to which natalie just laughs. “you, misty quigley, wanted to be alone? how ironic.”

and yeah, in any other circumstance, it would have been pretty funny to misty. now? it just makes misty want to curl up into a ball and cry.

“you gonna answer him?” natalie asks, and misty hates the way nat’s voice softens, she hates how much it sounds like pity. misty just nods, typing back from short response or whatever, hoping it’ll sound real enough for walter just to drop it. she does want to talk to him, she really does, but, not right now. he would understand. this is simply too important.

“how far is oregon from here?” nat asks, to which misty immediately responds with “about 1 day and 18 hours.”

surprisingly, natalie doesn’t put up a fight, simply groans but nods. “alright. well, given the fact that you’re going to have to drive the whole way, we should probably wait until the morning to leave. you’re going to be too tired to drive in a couple of hours if we leave now. get some rest, misty. go to sleep.”

and misty did just that, knowing that even if it was just for a short period of time, it was going to be her and natalie against the world again. just as it should be.

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[total-feminism-takes]

I've been very negative so far so nows time for some positivity! Here's some things I like about every total drama girlie:

Eva is just super interesting. I think her character flaws are intriguing. I like her attitude and I think she's fun.

Katie and Sadie are super sweet. I like their often aloof attitude and I love their bond, their so cute and work really well off eachother.

Izzy is really fun. I love how off the walls she is and Izzy is probably one of the most consistently written and consistently funny characters in total drama.

Beth has tons of potential. She's interesting and is probably the most realistically teenage character out of all the cast.

Courtney is really head strong and I love it! She's also really malleable, being able to be a good protagonist and antagonist imo.

Bridgette is basically who little me wanted to be. I love the fact she is a surfer and I love how chilled out she is.

Lindsay is so sweet. I love her and I think she's very fun. Her voice actor does a great job at portraying her. Also her friendship with Beth is so sweet.

Leshawna is so cool. I love how she stands up for herself and knows who she is, I find that really admirable.

Heather is great. I love her in action she was really funny and in world tour she had a great arc from antagonist to anti hero.

Gwen is so freaking cool. I love her voice and think it suits her well. I love her attitude and how she also fights for the environment.

Sierra is such a cool concept. I love the idea of her being a total drama superfan and I think the scenes where she isn't obsessing over Cody is fun.

Blainley is just so fun. I love her design, her song, and I find her to be an interesting character. She's just so fun.

Staci is intriguing to me. Why does she lie? What caused her to lie compulsively? Is there a reason? There's a lot of intrigue for me surrounding her.

Dakota is fun. Her style is impeccable and I love the lesson she learns that she can be loved no matter what even if I don't like how that revelation occurred

Dawn is basically Luna Love good and I think that's great! I love Dawn so much, she's so silly. I like the storyline we got with her.

Anne Maria is one of my favs. I love everything about her. I love how she acts and I think she is one of the funnest characters in the show.

Jo is important. I love how she presents more masculine and how she is a bit insecure about it, I think it's a realistic flaw.

Zoey! I love her in roti d so much. I love when she goes all commando Zoey, I think it's an interesting contrast to her regular self (which I also love)

Amy and Samey are fun. I like the contrast between the pair of twins and I loved it when Samey stood up for herself against her sister.

Ella is cute. I love her Disney princess like self. I find her interest to be fun. I also like her friendship with Sky.

Scarlett was fun up until the twist. I wish we got to see more of her. Her design was neat and I think her voice is cool.

Jasmine is great. I love her personality and I like how she stands up for Samey, I think their friendship was sweet.

Sugar is fun. I think she's neat. Her costumes are pretty cool. I think she has tons of potential if you wanted to explore it.

Sky is good. I like that she isn't a stereotypical depiction of a native woman. I love her friendship with Ella.

Ellody and Mary are really fun. Their designs are great and it's a shame they were booted out at third place.

Laurie and Miles are interesting and are also wasted potential. Their designs are great. I also love the voices of the characters.

Jen is a sweet reference to one of the creators of the show. I love the fashion influencers trope for her.

Kelly and Taylor are fun. I love the growth from them and I feel they have tons of untapped potential.

Crimson is great. She is very stereotypical goth and I think that's super fun. I love her "I'm allergic to the sun attitude" and her design is great!

Stephanie has a cool design.

Carrie is really sweet and has tons of potential. Her voice actor does a great job with the role and I love her. I think she's sweet.

Emma and Kitty are great! I love the contrast between them and the contrast between Amy and Samey. Their great characters together and alone.

Macarthur and Sanders are fun. I think their both really neat and interesting characters. Their potential was pretty well tapped.

Alex is super cool. I love how hardcore she is and I love her attitude. I also find the fact she is preparing for the zombie apocalypse to be enduring.

Nichelle is a interesting character. I love her design, her voice actor does a great job. She has tons of potential.

Scary girl's fun. I love how much she treats the skull she gets, it reminds me of how doll collectors (me) treat their dolls. Her design is fun also.

MK is so fun. I love her so much. I love her design as well, I'm also glad they listened to fan feedback and made her skin colour not yellow!

Emma is so cute and silly! I love her design so much and I love the fact she is a YouTuber. I love the fact she is away from chase in season two!

Julia is a fun villain. I love how unabashedly mean she is. I love her fake kind and zen persona and how she cracks and shows how she truly is, it's neat!

Millie is great! I love how she develops from someone who projects her insecurities to a person who works on herself to improve.

Priya is an interesting character. I think she's the only total drama character with a fleshed out backstory. She deserves more.

Anyways, I love every total drama girlie so much, their all so silly and fun and just great!

- ☄️

Congratulations comet anon for maxing out all the tags! 🥳

- 🧡

[stinckers]

PEEP comic magazine

lots of sticker friends inside. cover by Alex Schubert

[swan2swan]

*Sinoceratops Scoffing Sound*

[totaldrama-showdowns]

Round 1 Match 6

Propaganda

Sammy v Amy: good god lord

BEAT HER ASS SAMMY!!!!

Jo v Anne Maria: That thing they had going on for three episodes grabbed me more than any other character moment pre-roti merge

💋💋💋💋 💋

the most entertaining rivalry ever. so funny. they should kiss

JOMARIAAAAAAAAAA

Because duh

[td-rarepairs]

sammy and anne maria. you just know anne maria would give her a makeover to differentiate her from amy.

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[horrornvnfan]

To Need Another Person

I wrote yet another Restart Heart Fanfic! This is a sequel to The First Night, and takes place on the morning of Day 2 of the game. This is starring my MC, Maria Dust, and Ezra and Steph.

This fic is a re-write two scenes from the game put together, so canon lines/events/actions are used here or have been edited to fit the characterization of Maria Dust, but credit must go to the original. Please check out Restart Heart and support the dev here @restartheartvn, the game and the story are really amazing!

If you're interested in Maria in the context of this game, click here.

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You woke up to Ezra's limbs intertwined with yours. And the sound of vibration.

Reluctantly, you open your eyes. Your body felt so sore you thought you were going to crumble into pieces. You feel like that was an injustice, considering all the nonsense you were already going to have to go through from here on out, with cancelling an entire wedding and dealing with your family.

At least you got to experience some kindness yesterday. Ezra, Sammy, and Blaire's trip to the cafe and beach was more pleasant than you expected, considering your emotional state and your status of just being their acquaintance at the time. And then last night, with Ezra… he was so understanding. He even made you laugh.

You were grateful for it. But now that you were awake, there was no slipping back into a comfortable sleep with Ezra by your side.

You tried to move only to get a groan of displeasure from Ezra. He did not want you to leave and in the moment he reminded you of a cat. He grumbled, "Your phone has been going off for the past like, 10 minutes."

You blushed hard as you heard his voice in your ear, deep and mildly annoyed. His voice was normally pretty deep, but this was just insane. And you don't know why you didn't expect it to sound so close. You were cuddling.

Maybe you should stop cuddling. Act cool, for a change.

"How much has it been going off?" You ask as you carefully attempt to wriggle away.

Before he could respond, your phone started buzzing again. You let out a soft groan and reached over to grab the vibrating device. It was a text from Steph. Unusual. You opened the notification to see what the fuss was about.

Steph: [I'm outside, open the door in 10 seconds or I'm breaking it down.]

"Oh, it's just Steph," You yawned. "They're outside."

The gears in your head, previously turning painfully slow in your tiredness, sped up tenfold. Both you and Ezra jolt up and look at each other awkwardly. You couldn't help but stare at Ezra for a moment before quickly jumping out of bed, only for your legs to falter momentarily. What happened to your plan to act cool?

Before you could fall like a tragic baby deer, Ezra's arms shot out and caught you. An oddly tender moment passed as they looked at you a warm blush dusting their cheeks. However, the banging on your front door took precedence.

Embarrassed, you flung yourself from Ezra's hold, and shouted, "STEPH! Stop it! Give me a minute!"

You fumbled out of the bedroom, Ezra trailing behind, and as you swung the door open, still in pajamas and your hair a mess, you came face to face with Steph, who stared at you in disapproval.

"Why the fuck didn't you answer your phone??" They demanded, more cross than you expected.

"I just woke up!"

"And who is that?" Steph glared past you, somehow offended by Ezra's presence in your apartment.

Before you could turn around to introduce them, you felt Ezra gently place his hand on your shoulder. "I'm Ezra, I kept sugarsnap company last night."

You were about to turn to Ezra to nod in confirmation and continue the introductions, but Steph's reaction right in front of you kept you from looking back. They were shifting uncomfortably. And it was strange. Steph was practically never intimidated or made uncomfortable by someone else.

Feeling awkward, you gently nudged Ezra out of the way and stepped aside. "Come inside! I'm sorry for not waking up earlier, y'know how it is."

Steph nodded absentmindedly as they stepped into your apartment. For a moment you just stared at them, the fogginess of sleep and the sudden adrenaline of running out of bed starting to wear off. Steph was here. In your apartment. After what felt like ages of ignoring you or being too busy to even text. Your heart felt tight. And with Ezra here as well, already having comforted you last night over completely different emotional issues, you felt painfully awkward.

Steph wasn't looking at you when they said, "Yeah… did you mean to leave your window open?"

"Huh?" You followed Steph's gaze to your open living room window. "Oh! No, my roommate, Chris, usually leaves our windows open. No idea why, never got the chance to ask." You quickly moved to the window to slide it closed. "I wish he wouldn't, though. I know most bugs are dead or gone this time of year, but I really don't need to risk an infestation right now."

Steph turned back to you and smiled nervously. "Well, how are you feeling? You didn't text me much so I thought you might have… had a bad reaction to what happened."

You didn't like how they said that. You did text them yesterday. You called them multiple times the night of the party, when you were drunk and crying and Chris had to get you home. And now Steph was being vague?

Ezra spoke then. "No need to beat around the bush, I know what he did."

Oh. Right, Ezra being here was why Steph wasn't being direct. There wasn't another reason, like Steph not caring. You needed to stay calm. Steph was here.

And you could see Steph's growing discomfort. "Can I talk to you alone, Maria?"

"Yes," You said too quickly. Sheepish, you smiled at Ezra. "Ezra, Steph and I will be in my room for a bit. You can make yourself comfortable, or eat anything in the fridge."

Steph grabbed your hand and hurried you into your room as Ezra watched.

You felt tumultuous. Steph was here, and that was so important to you. You'd missed Steph so much for so long, and finally, they were here. You needed them. You had no idea how to say it. How to not burden them or make them want to distance themselves from you again. But this was a good first step, you could ask Steph to grab dinner with you, or watch a movie, just a time where you could talk, and--

Steph was scowling at you. You froze, surprised. You'd gotten into your head a bit for a second there, but why were they upset? Steph stared at you incredulously. "Are you serious, Maria?"

"I-- What? What do you mean?"

"While I get what happened really fucking sucked, what the hell was that?" They were pissed at you. "A fucking stranger? Really?"

Shit. You completely forgot about how this would look to Steph, having Ezra spend the night. Your body felt cold, and you gripped your arm tightly. "Ezra isn't a stranger. We're friends now. And we didn't have sex. They just sleptover."

You glare at the ground for a bit, resentment bubbling in your gut. Why did Steph accuse you of that? It's not like you, and they know it. And it wouldn't be fair of them to be angry if you did sleep with Ezra anyways. Your sex life was not their business. "What does it matter?" You continue. "It's not like you were here. You decided that work was more important than my wedding shower."

"Are you KIDDING me?!" Steph scoffed at you, causing your gaze to meet theirs. It was a bit of a low blow, and you knew it. Steph's schedule had always been a point of contention with them, but you were mad. And you were hurt.

They said, "You know I would've rather been there than at work, but I can't exactly quit my job for a fucking party, Maria!"

"It's not just a fucking party," You said through a clenched jaw. "It was one of the most important events in my life and you couldn't take off a single day."

"Well, I'm here now, aren't I?" Steph countered flippantly.

Your face was getting hot, and your impulse control was dropping. So you asked them something you'd wanted to know for months. "Steph, why did you never RSVP to my wedding?"

A deafening silence fell over the room. They were still displeased with you, but there was a new emotion there now. They hesitating. "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

Steph's unwavering gaze made you squirm a bit. "Alright. I didn't RSVP because… I didn't want you to marry Kenneth."

Your mind went blank, astonishment temporarily replacing your anger and pain.

They went on. "In fact, I hate Kenneth. Even before all of this shit came to light."

"What?" Your mind was racing. They hate Kenneth? Since when? College? High school? Not younger, couldn't be before then, not for all this time. How could they be saying such earth-shaterring things so blandly, like it was something casual?

They said, "I know that if I came to your wedding, I would not be able to stop myself. So I decided, for your sake and your happiness, to not go."

You rasped a question. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"I did."

"No." You said so harshly that Steph took a step back. "No, you really fucking didn't, Steph. You were always supportive. I can't think of a single time that you didn't support this marriage. You even helped him pay for an engagement ring!"

"Yeah, because he couldn't even remember your favorite fucking color, Maria!" Steph snapped defensively. "He didn't know what kind of jewelry you liked, and just assumed the gaudiest, most expensive thing would work! He thought you wanted all this extravagant, outlandish, and down right stupid stuff for the proposal."

Steph went on, unloading their feelings as if they'd been holding in a secret and were relieved to breathe again. "I helped him so much because I didn't want you to be sad. I didn't want him to fucking fail. Yet even with all that fucking help I gave him he still went and got your little sister pregnant."

Your heart was hammering. You couldn't hear much else besides the blood roaring in your ears. Steph showed up two days late after your life was ruined. Steph had scolded you for finding company in someone else when you were vulnerable. Steph had been avoiding you for months. Steph never even thought you should marry Kenneth to begin with. And now Steph was talking like that fact was their burden all this time.

Your voice came out strangely calm, teetering on the edge of fury, when you asked, "You know I was with someone who couldn't even remember my favorite color, and you just let me stay with them?"

It was like something clicked in Steph's head, and they faltered. "I just… I--"

The steadiness of your voice wavered only slightly, still holding back to bulk of your anger. "No, you knew how little he cared and you just let things stay that way? You let me stay with him?"

"Maria, I--"

Unable to hold back any longer, you shouted, "You didn't think to say, 'hey Maria! In case you were doubting the biggest decision of your life, here's proof that you're not crazy! You really ARE going to be miserable if you marry him because Kenneth doesn't give two shits about you!'"

Steph's eyes were wide, and they almost looked hurt. "You thought you were going to be miserable?"

"Of course I thought that!" You snapped. "I never asked for this marriage! I was doing it for my family!"

Steph definitely looked hurt now. You didn't know if they were guilty or if they pitied you, but it didn't matter. You were so, so angry. And you couldn't stop yourself from crying as you ranted on. "You are my best friend! I listen to you more than anyone! I would've heard you out of you just TALKED to me! Instead, what, you shut me out entirely because you thought I was an idiot for marrying a man like that?!"

"No, Maria--"

"Or maybe it IS all my fault!" You were hysterical. "Maybe I should've tried even harder to talk to you, and to stop the marriage sooner! But you're just pretending like you care when I called you the night it happened, and when I texted you yesterday morning and night, to no response."

A long silence went on after that. You weren't looking at Steph. You couldn't. You furiously rubbed at your face to force yourself to stop crying.

Distantly, almost monotonously, you heard Steph say, "It's my job to care about you. And I do. It's not pretending, Maria."

Bitterly, and uncaring if Steph heard you or not, you muttered, "You've done a poor job of it lately."

You heard a strained intake of air, and knew that you had hurt Steph saying that. Maybe it was deserved. Maybe it wasn't. Maybe you were both huge fuck-ups who needed each other, and maybe you needed to be apart. You couldn't entertain any possibility right now. You could already feel your overwhelming emotions starting to shut you down. With your face still covered by your hands and sleeves, you could vaguely see Steph's shadow on the floor, and that they were reaching out for you, but stopping just before contact.

"I'm sorry." They said quietly, and you saw their shadow move away. The floorboard creaked as they got close to your door. "You have my number if you need me."

You listened as they left your room. You listened as the front door clicked open and shut. And you crumpled onto the floor of your room.

You held yourself tightly as silent cries wracked you, willing the pressure to be enough to calm down already. You always hated crying, feeling so helplessly out of control. You didn't know why you yelled at Steph like that. You shouldn't have. You said way too much. You didn't say nearly enough. But you were so frustrated with everything, and so hurt, you couldn't stop yourself.

Hot tears streamed down your face as soft footsteps drew near. Deliriously, you thought it was Steph, but as warm arms enveloped you into a hug, you recognized instantly that you were wrong.

Fucking hell Maria, you actually forgot that Ezra was here. That's another tally for you being a rotten friend. Still, you let yourself settle into their embrace and let out a soft sob. Here they were, comforting you yet again, when you didn't really deserve it. Their body was warm, their hug gentle yet firm enough to help you feel a semblance of security. You needed to push down your shame for now, and focus on your breathing.

Ezra's voice was muffled against you as they said, "It'll be okay, sugarcube."

They let you cry for a while, before moving their hands to cup your face and look at you. You flinched at the sudden touch, and while they paused, they didn't move away, holding you so lovingly -- if you could even use such a word -- that it was almost cruel. With their thumbs, they wiped your tears, and your body relaxed further, very unused to such contact, but unwilling to reject how soothing it felt.

Once again, you had far too much you needed to say, and far too few words to do it. You let out a sad sigh. "Ezra…?"

"Yes, sweetness?"

"I'm sorry if this--"

"No. Don't apologize. I know what you're going to say. 'I'm sorry if this is a lot to handle since we hardly know each other.'" Ezra's hands moved down to your arms, rubbing softly, and they leaned foward to press a small kiss onto your forehead, making you jolt with surprise. Ezra leaned away again and stared into your eyes with a kind smile. "Please don't fret too much about them. You texted them and they never responded… What kind of friend does that?"

Your face fell and you looked away from their gaze. You didn't want to talk about Steph right now.

Ezra carried on. "I'll be here for you whenever you need me, okay?"

You nodded silently as Ezra helped you into a stand, before pulling you into another hug. Distantly, you wondered if maybe it would be fine to rely on Ezra a little more. They had been nothing but patient and genuine with you, supporting you through chaos despite not knowing you well at all. And their hugs were nice, so unlike physical touch with other people you don't know well. Maybe… Maybe it would be okay.

You suddenly felt a gentle bite on your shoulder, and you let out a surprised yelp, reeling back with a bewildered expression.

Ezra who gave you a playful smile. "Sorry, you're just really cute…"

Baffled, you said, "I'm cute enough to chomp??"

Ezra gave a short laugh and buried their face into your neck, squeezing you tighter. "Yeah. You are." Their face felt warm against your skin. Were they… blushing?

Before you could ponder this interaction further, you heard a phone buzz, and Ezra pulled away from you. You watched as Ezra pulled his phone out of his pocket and began reading the notification, then he re-read it. Their face fell, and he stood up suddenly. "Sugarsnap I am so sorry, but I really have to go. Eliana -- my little sister -- needs me."

Before you could say anything or even stand up, Ezra grabbed his stuff and was already halfway out your front door. However, he quickly gave you a tightlipped smile as he shut your apartment door behind him.

You sat on the floor in stunned silence, bizarrely calm again, with streaks of dried tears on your face, wild hair, and a terribly hoarse throat.

What on Earth were you going to do today?

[eternal--returned]

Bunny Yeager ֍ Bunny Yeager, Sammy Davis Jr. & Maria Stinger, Miami Beach, FL (1955)

[insensitiveroses]

why did they bring back fucking sam on all stars and not my girl anne maria

[theenbynightingale]

Chapters: 18/27 Fandom: Total Drama (Cartoon), Total Drama Presents: The Ridonculous Race Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Anne Maria/Dawn (Total Drama), Brick McArthur/Devon "DJ" Joseph, Dakota Milton/Rock, Gwen/Kitty (Total Drama), Leshawna/Harold McGrady V, Jacques/Tom (Total Drama), Jasmine/Shawn (Total Drama), Mike/Sammy "Samey" (Total Drama), Rodney/Sierra (Total Drama), Jacques & Rodney (Total Drama), Harold & Sammy "Samey" (Total Drama), Shawn & Stephanie (Total Drama), Gwen & Sammy "Samey" (Total Drama), Jennifer "Jen" & Tom (Total Drama), Jasmine & Sammy "Samey" (Total Drama), Jasmine & Mike (Total Drama), Cody Anderson & Sierra, Cody Anderson & Gwen, Brick McArthur & Jennifer "Jen" (Total Drama), Chef Hatchet & Chris McLean, Sammy "Samey" & Shawn (Total Drama) Characters: Mike (Total Drama), Sammy "Samey" (Total Drama), Jasmine (Total Drama), Brick McArthur, Devon "DJ" Joseph, Stephanie (Total Drama), Shawn (Total Drama), Rodney (Total Drama), Sierra (Total Drama), Jacques (Total Drama), Tom (Total Drama Presents: The Ridonculous Race), Jennifer "Jen" (Total Drama), Anne Maria (Total Drama), Dawn (Total Drama), Beardo (Total Drama), Leshawna (Total Drama), Harold McGrady V, Dakota Milton, Rock (Total Drama), Kitty (Total Drama), Gwen (Total Drama), Cody Anderson, Chris McLean, Chef Hatchet (Total Drama) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Rewrite, Competition, Drama, Drama & Romance, Shuffled fic, bad comedy, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Betrayal, Double Agents, Bisexual Gwen (Total Drama), Don't know why I didn't tag that before, Anne Maria is totally straight except for when she's around Dawn, Self-Worth Issues, Movie Reference, too many movie references, somebody stop me, every genre is based on a movie starring Chris McLean, Gay/Lesbian HOSTILITY, Alliances, The Redemption of Jacques... kinda... sorta... not really, Kitty Has Undiagnosed ADHD Series: Part 2 of Totally Randomized Drama Summary:

Just when the twenty-two teens who had attended Camp Wawanakwa thought they were free to go home, Chris McLean pulls the rug out from under them. Now, everyone has to report to an abandoned film lot and play through several film genres for the chance to win a million dollars. Friendships will be tested. Romances will be formed. Self-worth will be discovered. And of course, a lot of people are gonna end up in the hospital. In other words, welcome to Total! Drama! Action!

I’m back! Please tell me that there are still people who want to keep reading after so long a wait! Ah, well. Here’s the finale of the Dakota storyline. I’m especially happy that we’ve reached this point as it means WE ARE NOW DONE WITH AFTERMATH CHAPTERS THIS SEASON! (The finale only half-counts)

[real-total-drama-takes]

dream final 3 of each gen:

gen 1: courtney, heather, leshawna gen 2: anne maria, dakota (post mutilation), dawn gen 3: jasmine, samey, scarlett gen 4: axel, julia, zee

is this just a list of the top 3 girlbosses every generation? maybe. but will I change my mind? hell no

.

[jackiespurnell]

happiness is a butterfly - part one (natalie scatorccio x misty quigley)

summary: after nat's death, misty is convinced she's never going to get to see her best friend again. and then nat's ghost appears in misty's bedroom and everything changes

tw: self-harm implications, heavy swearing (even more than my usual fics lol)

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if you asked misty quigley about an hour ago what was the one thing she was best at, she’d probably say something along the lines of solving cases nobody hired her to solve or taking care of her bird or knowing every single song ever performed in a broadway show down to the exact note.

now? now she’d just say the only thing she’s good at is getting people hurt.

she knew she wasn’t the easiest person to be around. or the safest. or the most sane. but still, she tried. she always tried. in fact, sometimes, she thinks she tries a little too hard. but of course, she always comes up short. she killed crystal. she traumatized and attempted to assault ben. she killed jessica, (which she doesn’t feel guilty for at all, that bitch deserved it, but still). she hunted and killed and ate her teammates, one by one, and she did it happily. happy because she needed to eat, she needed to live, yes, but also - maybe there was a little part of her that really did enjoy it all. maybe there was something in her that liked the rituals and the sacrifices. it filled the empty space in her soul; the big, dark, bloody, sadistic empty space.

misty remembers her first kill. her first, real kill. they were out on a hunt, maybe three or four months before the rescue, misty doesn’t really know, nor does she care. they were doing another one of their rituals. a card was pulled. a sacrifice was chosen. some girl from the team, misty doesn't remember her name. she does remember chasing down the girl with a knife. she was running fast, very fast, but misty was faster. she knew the girl was getting tired, she was slowing down, only slightly, slightly enough that if you weren’t paying close enough attention, you’d miss it.

not misty. never misty. she always pays attention.

it wasn’t too hard to catch up. misty eventually got close enough that she could shove her knife in the girls back. the blood was seeping through her clothes, the formerly brown material turning red, the previously dry clothing now soaked. she remembers the pride she had felt, the knowledge that her and her girls might be able to live to see another day because of her. because of what she did. she remembers just how powerful she felt in that moment, powerful because living for nineteen months out in the middle of nowhere teaches you just how rare it is to survive, how hard it is to stay alive. and she had the power to awake that life, all because of a silly little blade found in a dead man’s cabin. well, it felt great. in her own, weird, fucked up way, it felt fucking awesome. she knew, technically, killing was considered a bad thing. but how could something that felt so good be so bad? besides, she was never really one to follow the rules. she remembers the look of pure fear on the girl’s face, and for a moment there, misty felt a bit of pity. but not for long. because ultimately, she needed to eat. the team needed to eat. and so they did. all because misty was able to outrun another tired, starving teenage soccer player. meanwhile, she wasn’t even on the actual team. how ironic.

misty had never had a problem killing. never had a guilty conscience, never felt sad or regretful afterwards. never lost any sleep over it.

that was, until natalie.

natalie. her best friend. her favorite person on this screwed up planet. sure, they had their differences and it was never exactly smooth sailing between either of them but still. she never wanted to kill natalie. she never wanted to do anything that could possibly hurt her. ever. but sometimes, things happen that you really wish didn’t happen. things that you’ll regret for the rest of your life.

misty thinks about how sad and pathetic her life is, and then she realized that at least she still has a life.

walter drops her off at her house, and offers to come inside with her. and she’s grateful for the gesture, she really is, but she needed to be alone for now. what a shocker misty thinks. the on time somebody actually wants to hang out with me, i need to be alone. how ironic. 

misty didn‘t want the company. no, what she wanted was a good, long cry in her shower. the boiling hot water would feel burning against her back, and misty would soak in it, the heat leaving scars on her bare skin, scars that would hopefully be there for days, so whenever she thinks she’s doing okay she would see the scars as a reminded of how badly she fucked up. of how everything she touches turns to shit. she deserves that, at the very least. because no amount of self-inflicted scars could ever fill the natalie-shaped hole in her heart.

in that moment, misty remembers how shauna felt after jackie died. the way she would go to the shed everyday, play with the corpse of her dead best friend. she’d do jackie’s hair and makeup and everything. misty never really got it, probably because, in that moment, she had never truly had a best friend before. but she kind of understood, in a sense. misty considered herself an expert on human feelings - in theory, that is. she had done extensive research on all things emotion related, in hopes that it could make up for the lack of genuine human connection she never had. but it never did. how could it? emotions are feelings. you can’t learn feelings as if they’re questions in a textbook waiting to be answered, simply because there is no one right answer. misty didn’t realize that until it was too late. 

so really, it shouldn’t have been a surprise when she walked into her room to grab her pajamas, and there, on her bed, sat the ghost of her dead best friend. natalie fucking scatorccio. 

misty just slowly blinked in shock. “natalie! what are you doing here?” she asked nat (ghost nat? hallucination nat?), surprising herself with her own nonchalant tone (as nonchalant as misty is physically capable of being, of course), because why the fuck is natalie here in my room on my bed but also of fucking course natalie is here in room on my bed.

natalie doesn’t answer, just stares at misty and the blonde decides maybe she deserves the silent treatment. after all, misty did just inject a vial of fentanyl into her arm. sure, she died because misty was trying to protect her, but of course, she failed, the same way she fails at everything.

and that’s when it hits misty like a train on a motherfucking train track. and shit, it hits.

“i’m sorry.” she whispers, as if an apology would magically fix things and bring natalie back to life. “i’m so, so sorry.”

nat nods slowly, avoiding eye contact, meanwhile all misty can do it stare. “I know you are.” she finally responds, without any sort of spite or bitterness behind the words, but instead speaking as if she was saying she’s going to the corner store to pick up chips or whatever snacks she likes, not like she was responding to misty’s attempt at a murder apology.

“are you mad at me?” misty asks, shrugging softly, simply because she’s not sure if she’d rather natalie hate her for it or not. not like it matters she thought to herself. i hate myself enough for the both of us.

“you know what?” misty cuts in, just as nat is about to respond. “i don’t want to know anyways.” natalie still looks as if she has something to say, and honestly, misty thinks nat deserves the chance to say it, but fortunately, the brunette drops it and instead looks down at the floor.

misty takes this moment to really take natalie in, in all of her fucked up emo girl beauty. she was hot, she always has been, and maybe it’s cause misty’s always been a kinky bitch, but she swears nat got hotter since she died. her hair was still the same length and dark color as before, but it looked cleaner, maybe even shinier. nat wasn’t wearing any of the purple (heliotrope, whatever the fuck that is) clothes lottie had her in when she at camp green pine. instead, she was in her usual attire, tight black tank top with straps thin enough to show her bra straps, and ripped jeans that looked decades old. she had her usual makeup on as well, the dark smudged eyeliner topping off the whole aesthetic just perfectly. she looks worn out and beat down, but weren’t they all? at least nat wasn’t trying to hide it. she embraced it. and she looked damn good while doing it.

there was this one song, misty vaguely remembers it, the lyrics went something like heaven in a place on earth with you. that’s how natalie makes her feel. made her feel. whatever. heaven for misty was when it was just her and nat against the world. and all she wants is to be let back it. but unfortunately, the gates to heaven were locked and misty was stuck on the outside.

 “are you real or am i just hallucinating you?” misty asks tentatively, not really wanting to know the answer. 

nat just nodded. “i’m real. i think. i mean, i don’t really know how this whole being a ghost thing works but jackie-” “wait, jackie? as in like, jackie jackie? like, the girl who died from hypothermia after she left the cabin in the middle of a snowstorm jackie?” 

“no, misty, the other jackie who died from an asthma attack after trying too damn hard to blow a fucking balloon.” natalie said, laying the sarcasm on heavy. (it was really hot).

“haha, very funny.” she rolls her eyes, noticing the smirk plastered on nat’s face. “as i was saying, jackie told me that whenever someone dies they don’t automatically go, well, wherever the fuck it is people go - they have to wait. fucking figures.” natalie scoffs, as if the idea of living (even if she’s only half living) for a even a little bit longer sounds like torture, which kinda breaks misty’s heart. “the dead person - so, in this case, me - gets attached to the person who feels the most guilt surrounding the person’s death  - so, you. and..the only way for me to be able to move on and actually die is when you move on.”

oh. shit.

and now misty feels a whole new layer of guilty because there’s no way in hell she’s ever going to move on from nat’s death. not like she needed to know that. not like she didn’t already. “um” misty hesitates, trying to avoid bringing up the obvious implications. “so, i’m assuming for jackie, it was shauna, right? how long did it take for shauna to move on.”

natalie just laughed unironically, more of a scoff really. “what makes you think she ever did move on?”

now it was misty’s turn to avoid eye contact. “oh! that’s um…not great.” “you think?” natalie rolls her eyes, getting up from the bed and leaning against the door. “so you better start moving the fuck on, quigley, cause i do not want to be stuck here with only you to talk to for who knows how long. can you please do that for me, misty?”

misty hesitates slighly. under any other circumstance, she would absolutely adore the idea of spending one on one time with natalie. just the two of them, side by side, doing whatever stupid shit it was they would have done if they had the time and the opportunity. if they weren’t misty quigley and natalie scatorccio, yellowjackets and flight 2525 survivors, but instead, just misty and nat. misty likes to think about that. a world where it was her and her girls, without all the burdens and the trauma that comes along with being a yellowjacket. misty assumes that most of the girls probably think she enjoyed the crash, enjoyed being stranded out there with her friends. technically, it tracks, all they see when they look at misty is a crazy attention starved little shit. and, to some extent, they’re right. she did enjoy being needed. she did enjoy people being forced to talk to her. but it wasn’t always all fun and games for her.

she was also a victim. she was also a survivor. she thinks the girls forget that sometimes. she herself forgets that sometimes.

but not natalie. natalie was different than misty and the girls, she was good in a way none of the yellowjackets were. she stuck her neck out for people who didn’t deserve it, she was always fair, she never enjoyed the killing. she managed to stay kind when the world wasn’t kind to her. misty always admired that about natalie. and, as much as misty knows that nat sometimes wishes she’d leave her alone, misty also knows that nat is the only person who recognized just how much the crash affected misty too. how the hell is misty supposed to move on from that?

but for nat, she’ll try. for nat, she’ll always try.

so misty nods. “yeah. yeah, i can move on” and maybe it’s a little bit of a lie, but misty’s gonna try her damn hardest to make sure it becomes the truth. she will move on, and if not for her sake, for natalie’s. she notices how nat’s features soften at misty’s promise, and the blonde can’t help but smile a little bit. “okay, misty.” natalie says and misty swears she sees a trace of a smile at nat’s face, too.

just then, misty gets a notification on her phone. she figures it’s probably one of the girls checking up on her (they may hate her, but even they have some humanity) or walter asking if he can do anything to help and even though she really doesn’t want to talk to anyone, she figures why not check.

what she didn’t figure was that it was going to be an unknown number, with a message that says ‘i know what you fucking did’ just like that, no caps, no punctuation, no nothing. just six words that sound eerily like a threat and a shit ton of implications. she hears footsteps, nat’s footsteps, walking up behind her to see what the message says. “do we know who sent this?” natalie asks, to which misty just shakes her head. “no. no we don’t.”

“alright, citizen detective.” natalie smirks, making eye contact with misty for the first time this whole night. “looks like you got your next mission.”

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[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

They could never make me hate you, Maria

[onebigerror]

@araneorum liked this lyric starter call // still accepting

track 7 // "fresh out of the slammer"

"as i said in my letters, now that i know better. i will never lose my baby again..."

[swan2swan]

Part two of the Darius and Sammy conflict. Again: one of the best scenes in the show.

[hjcoolartnerd]

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!