Courtney's Adventure (Aka, Courtney Wants More Than Anything)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own TD
"Chris!" Came a voice, "You jerk!" Chris smirked.
Courtney came marching into his office, ranting madly. "You suck, you know I should be allowed on the show again!"
Chris got up from his chair and marched to Courtney, "Why, cause you wanna get with...?" He gestured to himself, Courtney screamed in disgust.
"That's never going to happen, I am not Lindsay!" Chris was examining Courtney's features.
"I can see that." He muttered, slightly disappointed.
Courtney gasped, "Are you implying that I don't have the 'features' Lindsay has." Chris grinned and nodded.
Courtney punched Chris, leaving a bruise on his cheek, at this he wailed. "I know I am going to regret this." Courtney sighed.
Chris grabbed Courtney's waist and pinched her butt as this Courtney giggled, she then regained her senses and punched Chris.
Later...
"Ugh.." Chris tore his eyes open, "Where am I?!" He spluttered, he was in a dark room, with no furniture, he was on a bed, he heard groaning next to him.
"Chef!?" He gasped, Chef stood beside the bed and smiled. He hopped on the bed, Chris screamed and screamed, knowing what was next.
About an hour later Chris was shivering with Chef sneaking out of his room. His hair was messed up and he muttered incoherent words.
"T-that was horrible, why did no one come to help me?" Chris gasped, "COURTNEY!" He screamed, Chris got out of his bed, marched out of the dark room and saw everyone part of the production team laughing at him, he looked down.
Duncney Boxers.
"Where is Courtney?" Chris asked, struggling to keep his cool. Everyone around him shrugged, "Move outta my way, Chef!" He growled.
He pushed past Chef, put on some boxers and made his way to the make-up confessional. Now that didn't take long because Chris thought it would be easier to terrorize the contestants if his office was behind the make-up confessional.
Chris pounded on the secret door that no one ever used, Chris pushed the door open. "Duncan, where's-" Chris gasped.
Chef, Sadie, Gwen and Duncan were all in there shorts. Chris screamed and ran out of the make-up confessional, Duncan glared at him.
"Geez, what's the douche's problem?" Duncan asked.
Chris ran back to his office ignoring the demands of any contestant. Chef stood in the middle in a black catsuit which was too skinny for him.
Chris was walking back, until Chef spoke, "Hey, heard you've been looking for," Courtney ripped off her Chef mask and then gestured at herself.
"This," She purred.
"So, you pretended to be Chef and you took my virginity in the cruelest way possible." Courtney nodded, looking down. "AWESOME!"
"You can return." Chris declared. Courtney cheered, "If," Courtney sighed, "You are my girlfriend." Courtney shrugged and kissed Chris.
Chris was having a great time until he felt something slushy in his mouth, "Is, this." He coughed out puke. "Puke." Chris hadn't looked at Courtney during the kiss.
She had puked everywhere somehow. "Hey, Duncan's cheating on you." Courtney gasped and pulled off a mask, "CHEF!" Chris screamed.
'Chef' pulled off his mask, Chris wiped the sweat off of his face. Courtney did the same thing over and over again.
Suddenly Chris fell onto the floor.
"Chris McLean died from a heart-attack for an unknown reason, we are here to celebrate the death-" Every total drama contestant cheered.
Chris's funeral continued just like that for hours with no end in sight.
Courtney smiled, a sickly one. "That's what you get for not letting me on TDA quick enough." She chuckled.
Courtney was asleep at night in Chris's mansion. She had gotten Chris to alter the will before he died.
Courtney was nudged awake, she groaned, swatting at something. "Hey, Princess!" Sneered a voice. "Wake up!"
Courtney jolted up, she saw 15 ghost spirits. "Are you haunting me, because," She scoffed, "Cut the crap."
"No." Answered one, gasping, "Cause, I just wanted to thank ya for being so damn hot!" A girl gasped and started to sob.
"Mike!" Said the redheaded girl, a smaller boy's spirit floated to Courtney, Courtney edged backwards slightly.
"Thank you, now we don't have to endure the suffering of Chris."
"Are you all..dead?" Asked Courtney, they all shook there heads, "So..your alive?" They all nodded.
They quickly all dispersed.
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Courtney smiled evilly to herself.
The next day Courtney found out Harold lived in Toronto and room with a crazy nine obsessed Trent.
"Nine, nine!" Chorused Trent over a song, Courtney shuddered whenever he spoke.
Courtney was led into the kitchen with Harold having an emergency phone in his pocket in case Courtney endangered him.
"So what brings you here?" Asked Harold uneasily, "Is it-" Courtney cut him off in an instant.
"Shut it, dweeb!" Harold sighed and was about to speak, only to be interrupted, "Build a time machine you bragged about it behind scenes, so I take it as you have already built one, I can get my own personal-"
"No." Courtney growled, "What are you going to do?" Asked Harold, "Sue me?" He chortled, Courtney nodded.
"Maybe this'll change you mind." Courtney batted her eyebrows sweetly, before kissing Harold fiercely.
"No, no, no!" Cried Trent, "Your names combined are not multiples of 9, stop!" He moaned.
Courtney eventually did, after Trent had fainted, nine times. "Gosh!" Harold said, "That won't change my mind, duh, a nerd goes for a nerd, idiot."
Courtney then pushed Harold out of the way and rushed down to the basement, Courtney saw the time machine and hopped inside.
Courtney firstly went to her high school, she was in detention. she grabbed a blonde girl and whacked her and then threw the girl out of the window.
Courtney hopped back into her time-machine while the past Courtney looked up, just after the timemachine had disappeared.
Past Courtney then said;
"Hmm, well, I never liked that bimbo who told me she would make me sign up for some stupid reality show; Camp TV."
Courtney quickly pressed a few buttons and stepped out from the time machine. Courtney looked around, Chris was on the ground and was still alive.
Courtney grabbed past Courtney and knocked her out. Courtney then knelt down and kissed Chris, he jolted back up, panting.
Courtney then led Chris to his desk and then broke apart from him. "Don't open your eyes," Courtney tweeted.
Courtney quickly scanned Chris's will, "Hmm, all of it goes to me!" She chuckled, Chris sighed grumpily.
"Hey, just getting it ready, hotstuff." Chris chuckled, Courtney then rushed into the time-machine.
Courtney slept in Chris's mansion, Chris slept with her, Courtney edged away from him, "I don't like you, you ugly over aged fatso!" Courtney muttered.
"Hey you double-crossed us!" Squealed a purple haired girl spirit, Courtney looked up.
"I must be dreaming.." Courtney convinced herself.
"Well, private you are not!" Said another. Courtney gasped.
"What?" Courtney said, "You guys aren't real anyway," She snorted, "Are you?"
"When we are on TDRI and for some of us, TDAS, you will feel our wrath!" Courtney nudged Chris awake.
"Don't have me cameo on TDRI." Courtney muttered, Chris's eyes popped open.
"Sure thing honey," Courtney cringed, "But how'd you know about that?" He asked.
Courtney giggled, "I really hate you." Courtney said, casually, Chris looked confused.
"What?"
"Your dreaming darling, go back to sleep." Chris obeyed and slept, Courtney crept out of bed, holding in her vomit.
"Do you know how hot it would be to take your virginity properly in a dream anything can happen."
"Ew!" Courtney gagged, "Perv!"