A Different Side of Him

A/N: This is my first attempt at a Total Drama Island fanfic. If it's somewhat off, I'm sorry. But the plot is very cute. Hope you enjoy.

He had to be the most annoying boy I've ever met, I think for what must be the hundredth time since I boarded this plane three hours ago. My destination is Toronto Canada. To Duncan's house, to be precise. He had somehow managed to convince me to come up for the holidays, being that everyone at my ivy league school would be gone for Christmas break. I'm still not sure how he did it. He's been bugging me since before thanksgiving, but I've never given him an answer as to whether or not I would come. Funny thing is that is I talked to him this morning and never mentioned that I would be there today. By the time he calls me tonight to beg me again to come see him, I'll be standing on his doorstep. How's that for sneaky, Duncan? I think to myself.

I hate airports. Do you see how much I endure for this boy? But before I know it, I'm standing in front of this huge house and I can't help but wonder if he gave me the wrong address. That would be just like Duncan. Taking a deep breath, I hoist my bag higher on my shoulder and head for the front door.

Seconds after ringing the doorbell, the door slowly opens. And I must say that I'm struck speechless. Standing there, in a crisp dress shirt and tie, is Duncan. Without a green mohawk. But I must admit and I pull him to me for a kiss that he does look rather dashing.

But the kiss is broken by a voice coming from inside. "Princess?"

Bewildered, I jerk away from the Duncan-look-alike. And there is my Duncan, standing shocked on the stairs. Green mohawk, skull shirt and all. I start to smile then look at the boy I had just kissed confusingly.

Duncan descended the stairs and wrapped a tight arm around me and said, "Princess, this is my brother, Declan. My twin brother. Dec, this is Courtney, my princess."

Declan smiled smugly. "So I see, but I think I got the warmer welcome."

Duncan scowled at his twin. "Yeah, we'll see."

"Best be careful then. Well, Courtney, don't just stand there. Come in. Geez, Duncan, don't let your girlfriend stand out here in the snow. She must be freezing."

Indignantly I huff, "I am not his girlfriend."

As Duncan ushers me inside, he laughs. "Whatever you say, Princess."

The house is nicely lit up with Christmas lights and decorations are strung throughout the parts of the house that I can see. To the right, there is a room with a huge roaring fire and I would love nothing more than to sit beside it and warm up. Duncan, however, has other plans. As he shoulders my bag, he leads me up the stairs and down a hallway to a room that is so unlike the rest of this beautiful house.

Upon entering this alternate universe, I can tell that this is his room. Everything from the posters and the black bed just screams Duncan's name. But I'm pleased to see that his room is clean atleast. And the bed is even made! He puts my bag just inside the closet and helps me out of my heavy coat and hangs it in the closet as well. But he surprises me by next taking off his shirt. Quickly I cover my eyes with one hand and sit on the bed so that I'm not facing him anymore. Does he really think that he's going to undress in front of me? With the door wide open for anyone to walk by and see? With the lights ON? I can hear him laugh and I can't help but spin to look at him. He's smirking at me as he slips on a dress shirt. But not before I notice a tattoo on his right arm that goes from his shoulder to his elbow. I frown, when did he do that?

"A year is a long time, Courtney." He says, reading my mind. "You don't get to learn everything over the phone or web cam." He adds cryptically.

And I can't help but notice that he looks somewhat guilty.

"OK, Duncan. What's going on?" I ask suspiciously.

Coming to kneel infront of me, he tells me "I'm thrilled to see you, Princess. I really am. I just wish that you would have told me that you were coming, that's all. I could have picked you up from the airport. It would have given me some time to explain a few things first."

"What things? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you before, but I thought that it would be best to wait until I got you in front of me. I never thought that it would take year to get you here."

"Duncan….."

"Duncan, are you up here?"

"Yeah, mom." He calls back, but his eyes never leave mine.

"Ah, found you. Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had company, but one of the little kids knocked down the baby. She's screaming terribly and I'm afraid that she only wants you."

"Hang here for a second, Princess. This won't take long."

Typical Duncan, his mother is standing in the doorway and he doesn't bother to introduce us. But just as he passes his mother, he turns and says "Courtney, this is my mom. Mom this is my girlfriend." And he disappears. Just like that!

"It's nice to meet you." I say, standing to shake the older woman's hand.

"I've been waiting to meet you, Courtney. Duncan has told me so much about you. So I guess that you'll be staying for the holidays?"

"Yes ma'am. I mean, if that's alright?"

"Oh the more the merrier." She smiles warmly at me. When Duncan isn't being smug or smirking, he has her smile. "I'm sure that you must be proud of Duncan. He's really grown up a lot in the last two years. I still think that getting onto that reality show and meeting you is the best thing that ever happened to him. Well, Delilah too, of course. He told you that he finally finished high school? I'm sure he did, with you two being close and all."

I smile because she is being friendly, but in truth, I'm totally lost. I have no idea who Delilah is. And I don't know why Duncan never told he that he finished school, that is major news to me. Why didn't he tell me?

Duncan reappeared a few minutes later and his mother slipped out of the room with a warning that dinner would be ready soon.

He seems distracted and begins to pull both of his hands down his face, as if the pressure he is applying will ease his troubles. While his attention is not on me, I take a moment to study him. He still looks like that boy I met on the island. Talking to him day and night, he still acts like an annoying neanderthal most of the time. I'm not seeing this grown-up that his mother told me about.

"Who's Delilah?"

He nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of my voice. I could swear that maybe I scared him, but really all I did was bring him out of his trance. I don't like the look on his face when he starts to smile at me.

"Jealous, Princess?" he teases.

"No!"

"Ah come on, Courtney," he whispers into my neck. "You're not jealous that there's another girl that is taking my time from you?"

Oh he's so annoying. I just want to slap that smirk that I know is inching towards my ear. As if he thinks that I'll let him kiss me after that remark-wait!

"Duncan, is she here?"

"Yes." he whispers as he nibbles at my ear.

I jerk away from him, but he blocks the closet door as I try to retrieve my things to leave. Again I move, this time away from the closet and towards the door. I can always buy new things and I have the key to the rental car in my pocket. But again, he blocks my path. "Going somewhere?" he laughs.

"Yes." I grind out. "Home."

His face falls and I take that split second to sidestep him and run out the door. I make it halfway across the front lawn when the front door flies open and Duncan races out after me. As he closes in on me, the force of his body against mine causes me to slam into the passenger side of the car.

"What are you doing, Courtney?" he yells at me.

"Let me go, Duncan. I hate you." I scream back as I buck against him in hopes of throwing him off me.

Before I know it, he has me spun around, my back pressed hard against the car. "No, Princess, never." he says softly as he brushes the hair and tears away from my face.

A soft wail of laughter comes from the front door and Duncan swiftly looks over his shoulder. He lets me go and runs back towards the house. I move to the side just abit to see what's going on and there is a toddler holding the door molding and stepping out onto the front walk. She makes it about two steps towards us by the time Duncan scoops her up. She laughs the most adorable laugh. He walks back towards me with this little girl in his arms, brushing the snow that is falling out of her hair.

Back in front of me, he waits a full minute before he speaks again. "Princess, meet Princess. This," he gestures to the little girl who is trying to reach for his eyebrow piercing, "is Delilah, Courtney. The baby of the family."

Suddenly, I feel very stupid.

"She's my daughter."

A/N: Yes I know that Duncan is abit off character, but hey, it's fanfiction.