It had been years since the end of Total Drama All stars. Duncan sat alone in his apartment drinking. His life had been a downhill spiral since the end of that show. Well, certainly more problematic than his criminal pursuits in his youth. Duncan was now in his late twenties.
Ding-Dong!
The doorbell to his apartment rang, arousing him from his pathetic drunken pity party. Standing at the door was his younger sister, who was just finishing up university. She was far more successful and over all better than him.
"What the hell do you want May you frickin weenie." Duncan slurred as he waved his half- empty beer bottle thus spilling some onto May's cardigan. She wrinkled her nose in disgust but then proceeded to deliver the news.
"Dad died. I thought I should let you know considering you were the only other source of testosterone in the house before he died. Since you were obviously to inebriated to attend the funeral this morning, I thought I would help you clean up for the reading of his will this evening." May said as she sauntered into his apartment.
"Jus- *hic* who the hell do you think you are May do you know who I am?" Duncan burped after he addressed his sibling.
"I am fully aware of your identity Duncan; you have your name in the newspaper and on reality television enough to give everyone who has a T.V a reminder. And not only do you look disgusting, but your personality could use some work. Let's get you cleaned up." May entered his room and began digging through his clothes to find something remotely presentable. "Take a cold shower while you're at it you loser." Duncan stalked into the bathroom and started up the water. She was then serenaded by his shrieks of 'Jesus Christ!' and 'It's like Frozen!'
After Duncan was finished showering May gave him jeans and a button down shirt. Which he changed into in a separate room. He then walked in where May had been texting on her Iphone.
"Well how is it?" Duncan grumbled.
"It's better than your usual attire; lets get going before Mom questions our love for our father." May said.
"Can you not act like you're special with your university level vocabulary? It never ceases to piss me off May." Duncan spat.
"Whatever! Come on, let's just go get this will reading over with so I don't have to look at your ugly face anymore!" And they left.
The car ride to the will-reading was filled with heavy silence, except for Duncan letting out a small grunt whenever May would elbow him for saluting his first Juvenile detention center. At last they arrived and walked into their mother's house. They had found their mother, dressed in all black sobbing while surrounded by several of Duncan and May's extended family. Surprisingly enough, the entire total drama cast was there. Duncan gave an awkward wave to them while May walked up to them.
"Hey Duncan, how did your freak-show friends find out about Dad?" May asked inspecting the cast. Sierra raised her hand while blogging from her laptop. "Can you introduce me to them? It'd be nice to know who you spent a majority of your time with as a teenager."
"Okay fine May. This here is my crew from season one, Geoff, DJ, and Owen." The three guys waved toward May. "Talk to the rest of them I'm hanging out with DJ" Duncan said walking off to his friend. May sighed and walked over to a brown haired girl on her phone.
"Um hi, I'm May Duncan's sister what's your name?" May asked, only to be ignored. She then walked over to Duncan who was laughing with DJ.
"Duncan Dad's will is being read let's go." May dragged Duncan to the back lawn. The Testator, a middle aged African American woman approached them.
"While I am sorry for your loss, your father wanted me to give you what he specified in his will in private." She walked toward the garage. Duncan and May stood in place. "Well aren't you coming?" The testator asked. The two then followed suit.
"In page thirty section nine paragraph four it states that May Alberta Williams will receive Matthew Harrison Williams's leatherbound handbook. He said to use it with care to guide your brother through his journey. Duncan Arthur Williams receives this pocketwatch. Matthew's message was for you, Duncan Williams to be very careful when using it. Listen to your sister, she was always more level-headed than you. I love both of you despite your wrongdoings and I hope you can carry on my work.
-Dad" The Testator read.
"Wait whoa what? I thought Dad was a Doctor! What do you mean 'carry on my work'?" Duncan exclaimed.
"Young man, I do not know what he meant, and I probably never will, but I guess your answers will be in that book." The Testator gave May the book, and Duncan the pocketwatch.
"One more thing, your father said that with these two items, you two will have to work together." The testator smirked as she listened to Duncan and May's groans.