Ok, let me start by saying that this takes place immediately after Total Drama World Tour. I haven't seen the last 5 episodes or so but I do have a general idea of what happened...But I'm changing some stuff for the purposes of my story :) (So AU I guess, a little)
I know who won in the US and that Ezekiel took her money and yes I know that Sierra blew up the plane but for the purposes of my story...She didn't. Or they fixed it, Lol. And Heather got to keep her money for winning.
And so they used the plane after the season ended to leave Hawaii, and then go to an after-party, and that's where this begins... This is probably going to be my first really long story so reviews and critiques are appreciated :D
...And I'm probably gonna change that summary, Lol :P Ok hope you enjoy!
Finally, the 3rd season came to its thrilling conclusion! After the exhausted cast got together to watch the season premiere on TV, Chris organized a surprisingly huge after-party before he let everyone go home. Everyone had been nearly expecting another cruel joke, but was met with tables of food (although Owen was quick to deplete them) , music, a dance floor, a projector showing highlights of the season, and each other, every ingredient for the perfect (legal) party. The Total Drama plane landed, and one by one, the contestants bolted out and into the banquet hall.
"Oh, Geoff would have LOVED this!" Bridgette cried out happily.
"FOOOOOOD!" Owen immediately dashed over to the tables and began gobbling down every appetizer.
"Hey, save some for the rest of us, would ya?!" Duncan called jokingly to Owen as he walked in holding hands with Gwen.
"Well, that running's what won him the 1st season. We better go before he gets to all of it," Gwen said and pulled Duncan over to the tables.
"I'll get him off!" Harold ran in , carrying a pair of nunchucks.
Izzy somersaulted in and jumped on top of Owen, howling like Tarzan.
"Ey, careful over there!" Leshawna went to follow the group.
Sierra walked in being given an unwilling piggy back ride by Cody. "Total Drama party, eeeeee! Let me join!"
"Why must my stalker be taller and heavier than me…"
Chris McLean, surprised at even himself for arranging something actually nice for the contestants, watched everyone walk in with a sort of detached amusement. Crazy, stupid, annoying teenagers. He figured that since this was the last time they'd all probably be on the show (they were already reviewing new audition tapes for the yet-to-be-named 4th season) he might as well try to even out his seeeeeeeeriously unbalanced karma. He also still had some leftover budget money after he'd bought enough hair products to last the next decade…Plus, they were kinda fun to watch, not that he'd ever admit that out loud. He was even nice enough to not bring any camera crew in the room! Though , he patted his iPhone in his shirt pocket, if anything interesting happened to occur, he wouldn't hesitate to 'accidently' get some footage and send that to the networks.
Next, Lindsay and Tyler came in, walking together.
"Sweet! Extreme group hug!" Tyler yelled and then cannonballed into the mass commotion, resulting in more yelps of pain as Harold hit everyone including himself with nunchucks, Izzy was going rabid, and everyone else was trying to calm each other down. The season had definitely been a little stressful on them all.
Chris made no attempt to help anyone and just chuckled. Never a boring day with these people!
"Like, what's going on! I thought we were having a party, not wrestling!" Lindsay said, looking confused at the scene. "W…Wait up, Taylor!"
Chris narrowed his eyes at Tyler, who was now stuck in the pile between Bridgette and Leshawna and being bitten on the arm by Izzy. He tried to be equal-opportunity hateful to everyone, really, he did. But he'd have to say that Lindsay and Tyler were his least favorite couple. He'd been waiting all season for the inevitable breakup, but nope, they were the one couple who stuck it through the entire time. Something about it just pissed him off. Less drama, maybe? Besides the comic amusement of Lindsay constantly forgetting her beau's name, they were pretty static.
"I wouldn't get involved in that mess if I were you," Chris cautioned Lindsay, looking toward the insanity going at the table.
"Oh, I know, I could totally get hurt! But girls always have to stick by their boyfriends! I'm coming, Taylor! Weeeeee!" And Lindsay jumped on top of Tyler and into the madness.
Others were not so happy when they entered.
Courtney stomped in, took one look around, then turned to Chris. "This isn't enough, just so you know!"
"What's not enough for what?" Chris questioned her in annoyance. Of the contestants? She was probably his 3rd least favorite, behind Heather and Ezekiel. Suing the show, slicing in on his relaxation budget. Like it was HIS fault she couldn't win the game fair and square. He wasn't the one who pissed off Harold, then her own ex-boyfriend, then everyone on her team.
"Not enough consolation for kicking me off unfairly TWICE! Not enough to stop me from-"
"You can keep talking, but all I'm hearing is 'I don't wanna enjoy the party because I'm a whiny bitch!'"
"Hey, you can't say that!"
"Oh,yes I can! Season is OVER! No cameras rolling, no censors!"
Courtney scowled and headed to the table to try to get ahold of some food.
DJ walked in looking uncomfortable. "Hey Chris, man, I appreciate you doing this for us and all, but I really just wanna get back to my mama! Any way I could borrow a phone?"
Chris still hadn't released anyone back home; they'd gone straight from watching the finale in Hawaii , to the premiere with the producers, to here back in a banquet hall in Canada, so still, no one had their electronics or had gone home yet. He figured once he let them out, they'd never come back. HE sure wouldn't, had he been them. As for DJ, Chris actually considered him a decent guy, even if he wasn't too into the game. But touching his phone was still pushing it.
"No can do, man. Sorry."
"Dang…" DJ then noticed everyone else and went to try to help organize the situation.
Lastly was the ever-apathetic Noah, who of course had to offer his cynicism.
"Ooo, looks like fun is definitely happening in here," he said sarcastically, raising his eyebrow at the sight of Leshawna and Duncan restraining Owen, Courtney screaming orders at everyone to stop, and food getting thrown at each other. "What's the catch?"
"Nothing! For real. Just go," Chris said and shoved Noah away.
"Woah-!"
Chris then grabbed an air horn and pressed it, the blaring horn shutting everyone up finally, and causing them to all freeze in their actions and turn to him.
"Ahem. All right guys, is that everyone? Besides Ezekiel who I sent to the zoo, Blaineley who we 'accidentally' left in Hawaii cuz she's annoying as hell and wasn't really a true contestant, and Alejandro who's still in the hospital? Okay! Now put your hands together for the season 3 winner, Heather!"
Heather walked in the room haughtily and posed. "Bow down to me, losers! TOLD YOU I'd come out on top!"
Someone threw a slice of chocolate cake at her, which hit her in the face, smearing icing and sliding down her clothes. "HEY!"
There were a few polite claps from DJ and Bridgette, but that was about it, everyone else pretty much booed.
"You suck!" "No one likes you!"
"Ugh! Whatever! I got the money and that's what counts!" she smiled and continued in. "Plus, Alejandro doesn't hate me. Not that I care."
"Suuuuuuure," Chris joked. "Anyway, as you can see, out of the kindness of my heart I've decided to host this party for you all, sans cameras! Go have some fun, kill each other, I don't care. I'll just be over here laughing at you all . Chef'll be in the kitchen making up for Owen eating everything in the first 5 minutes.
"Again, what exactly are you planning?" Noah asked skeptically.
"Really. This is probably that last time any of you will be in the same room making a mess of your lives together, so just enjoy it while you can. We had some leftover money in the budget, and… Figure I can make up on some karma, plus, since there's no cameras I don't have to embarrass myself on national TV doing this. Just…have fun, ok?" Chris scratched his head and felt extremely awkward. This was usually the point where he laughed and pressed some button to dump them out the plane, or have something explode, or announce the next challenge. But the contestants just looked at him in awe for a second before shrugging.
"Dibs on the dancefloor!" Leshawna yelled.
"Woooooooo! This is for you, Geoff!"
"Party!"
'Like a G6' started playing, and most of the teens headed over and started dancing, although backing away from Leshawna, and whatever the hell Izzy was doing.
Chris leaned back and watched the injured contestants relieve some stress and just have fun. He'd never seen something at once that both sickened him and eased him.
Even Courtney eventually loosened up a little and danced and laughed with Noah and chatted with Bridgette when they sat down to eat. Leshawna , DJ, and Izzy dominated the dance floor, and Duncan and Gwen were either making out in the corner or secretly slinging food at Heather, which drove her nuts.
It was like a high school prom rather than a farewell party.
Sierra noticed him watching and dashed over to Chris, with Cody in hand. "Chris! Come on and dance with us!"
Some other contestants looked over in disapproval. Sure, he was throwing them an awesome party, but it didn't exactly make up for 3 seasons of being treated like disposable crap and used for audience laughs with no concern for their well-being.
"Nah, I'm good." How awkward would that be, anyway? It was like dancing with that teacher who gave pop quizzes on Mondays and homework on the weekends.
Sierra shrugged and carried Cody back to the dance floor.
Chris shifted his gaze to the projector. The contestants really only paid any attention to it and laughed when they sat down and ate, which annoyed Chris because he'd forced the editing crew to make that video full of season highlights and funny moments specifically for this. He was doing waaaaaay too much for these brats. Still though, he smirked, it was a good video.
He watched every contestant fall out of the plane, most getting massive injuries, and laughed sadistically when the video showed clips of DJ getting chased and scratched and mauled by his animal "friends." A bear chasing Courtney in the casino, Courtney falling in a pig pen, Cody getting dragged around and forcibly kissed by Sierra, Owen farting on everyone… Chris was in hysterics at this point. In contrast to that were the flattering images of himself that he'd made the editors put in. Him looking hot and being pampered as a pharaoh in Egypt, smiling with his perfect white teeth while pushing everyone out of the plane, in a fluffy sweater while everyone froze in the Yukon and Sweden…Yeah, actually, he was pretty glad he requested that video.
He got himself some food and chatted with Chef in the kitchen. "So it's finally over til next season, huh?"
"Not gonna miss a single one of these unappreciative kids." Chef grumbled.
"But you're actually making edible food, that's gotta mean something," Chris joked.
"Maybe it's my last meal for this show, ever thought of that?!"
"Aw, Chef, don't do this to me again, man! You're the only guy I'd want around for every season," Chris said. "Plus, next season? We're thinking of going back to …the island."
"Wawanakwa? You're kiddin," Chef said, intrigued, "Isn't there a bunch of nuclear junk there now?"
"Yeah, man. The next contestants are in for some mutational fun!" Chris and Chef laughed evilly together, then Chris left to let Chef cook, mostly satisfied.
He started watching the video again. There was a section focusing on everyone puking, which happened quite often through the course of the series, and at which Chris again laughed. Next came a section with Lindsay, Total Drama's signature hot dumb blonde. The clip showed her in Paris. 'Being in Paris means only one thing- SHOPPING! I can pick out new clothes for you, eeeeee-!' And then Chris interrupting her by literally grabbing her lips, 'There's no time for shopping…The first challenge is about to start!'
The current Lindsay noticed and yelled excitedly, "Look! There's me on the screen!"
The image then transitioned, fading out and in to her in New York. 'So… when do we go shopping?' Lindsay'd asked worriedly. 'We don't,' Chris responded. 'NOOOOOOOOOO!' Lindsay yelled so loud that birds got scared and took off. That image then flipped to an old Total Drama Action clip from the beginning of the season, in the western challenge. 'If you're driving us out of town , can we go to the mall?' and after that, a montage was shown of Lindsay forgetting Tyler's name. But after the first 3 clips, Lindsay turned back and stared at Chris with a blank gaze.
Chris wondered what she wanted. She could shop whenever she wanted, but there was only one chance to win a million bucks! He'd actually been helping her focus! Ugh…He was beginning to get sick of himself being way too damn nice.
He focused on the scene in the banquet hall to see Lindsay shyly walking up to him alone, biting her lip and with her arms behind her back, and stopping when she got to him. Somehow, like this, he almost wanted to help her with whatever was wrong. He couldn't deny that Lindsay was one of his favorites. Lindsay was just, so…
"Um, Cole?"
"It's…Chris." Cole? COLE?! Did that even rhyme?! No!
"Yeah, that's what I meant, I knew that! Chris!" She said, but then stood there still like she'd forgotten what she was going to say, so Chris spoke up.
"What's up? You like the clips?" he smiled at her. "Had 'em made special. Not even for TV."
"Yeah, but like, you know what I noticed, Chris? You kept saying you were gonna take me shopping, like 3 whole times, and you never even did! We went to all those places traveling and I didn't get to shop! It's totally unfair!"
"Um, excuse me? I never SAID I would take you shopping, Lindsay, that's all from your own head. We're…or we were, on a reality show with challenges; we don't have time for that!"
"Well, YOU went out buying new clothes and hair products when we weren't doing challenges," Lindsay pointed out . "And you still have the plane,and the show's done now, soooooo…"
"So, what?" What was she implying?
"So could you …like…takemeshoppingnow?" Lindsay said and winced, prepared for the worst.
"What the hell, Lindsay?! No, NO. In case you haven't noticed, the season just premiered, and I'm the host of the show….Chris McLean," he said and smiled showing his teeth, and looked for a camera out of habit. "And so I'm booked full all across the country and even outside the country with publicity interviews for the show, all this crap I've gotta do so my show gets the attention it deserves. Chef's gonna pilot the plane and take me to all those places, "
"And we ain't got time for that," Chef, who'd come out of the kitchen, glared at Lindsay . With both of them staring her down, Lindsay looked frazzled for a second, but then pouted, pushing out her lips in frustration.
Chris's gaze fell from her annoyed eyes to her enlargened lips, which he noticed now were colored in red lipstick, that was new… which went well with her shirt…
"You know, I'm not even moving from this spot until you, like, take me shopping! You totally could, if you're nice enough to give us this party!"
Chris fumed silently. It wasn't even Lindsay's sternness that was angering him. Actually, that impressed him somewhat. It was this expectation everyone now had that he was NICE. It made him want to gag.
With the worst possible timing, Duncan then passed by Chris while dancing with others in a conga line. "Hey man, if only you had some booze this party'd be perfect! Never thought I'd say it, but nice job, man!" Duncan yelled , then gave him the thumbs up.
"Grrrrrr…Interns!" Chris called out, because they usually solved all his problems for him.
Just then the interns hopped off the plane wearing sunglasses and had their suitcases.
"Shut the hell up , Chris! As of 5 minutes ago our contracts are up!"
The other one yelled "See you never !" and flipped him off as they ran off into the distance.
"THAT IS IT! SCREW THIS!" Chris exploded, and ran back and pulled the fire alarm before anyone could even react.
Suddenly, bright white lights flashed, screeching high pitched alarm sounds rang through the hall mixing with the music to create a horrible garbled mess , and sprinklers turned on, soaking everything.
Beeeeep Beeeeep Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
"FIRE! Not the food! NOT THE CAKE! AHHHH!" Owen started vainly trying to hide all the food under his layers of fat to salvage it.
"They're after me! But they will NEVER catch Explosivo! YOU'LL NEVER GET ME ALIIIIIIVE!" Izzy yelled and shot a grapple gun outside, swinging out of the building.
"I got you, I got you!" Sierra now carried Cody piggy back and ran out of the building.
Harold swung his nunchucks to break a window but instead smacked himself in the head. Leshawna rolled her eyes and dragged an unconscious Harold out the door with her.
"MAMAAAAAA!" DJ cried and ran outside flailing.
"Guys?" Bridgette looked around, "Calm down, it's just water, I don't even see a fire or smell smoke!"
Ugh, got a smartass over here. Luckily no one else could hear her over the blaring speakers and pounding, excruciatingly annoying alarm.
"Just get out!" Chris yelled.
"Whaaaaat?!"
"Chef! Get her out!"
Chef then pushed Bridgette out the door.
"MY HAIR! Gross! The winner does not deserve this at her celebration party!" Heather covered her head with her hands and dashed out.
"Come on, big guy," Duncan encouraged Owen to move and leave the food, which he begrudgingly did and ran out along with him and Gwen.
"Seriously?! I mean, seriously?!" Courtney looked around to see that no one was even left to follow her prime evacuation skills and orders. "Augh!" She yelled and ran out.
"Seriously," Noah said in a flat voice. "Yup, definitely never would've seen THIS coming. What a shocker," he said sarcastically and looked at Chris blankly before walking out casually, like he either knew the building wasn't burning or just didn't care.
"Lindsay? Lindsayyyyyy?" Tyler ran out the building as well , slipping and falling several times along the way… leaving only Chris, Chef, and a shaking Lindsay who looked terrified.
"What's, What's, What's going on?!" Lindsay looked around frantically.
Beeeeeeep Beeeep Beeeeeeeeeeeep
The obnoxious alarm continued, ringing clear through everyone's ears and driving everyone crazy.
"Nice, man, that party was actually allright until you had to go have a tantrum!," Chef complained, covering his ears. Soon the sprinklers got to the speakers, and the music conked out, leaving only the blaring alarm, and the sprinklers to continue soaking the food, tables, and basically ruining everything.
Chris said nothing and only looked outside to see the contestants scattering about and freaking out. "Ahh, that feels WAY better than throwing them a party," Chris sighed, relaxing now.
"You idiot!" The fire department's gonna get here ! You're gonna be in some deep shit!"
"Hey guys! Remember your non-disclosure contracts, no talking about the show unless the episode has aired! " Chris yelled to the contestants. "All right! They're all gone? Guess we better get out of here before anyone actually shows up. Let's go to the plane and take off!"
Chef sighed, but ran off to go get it started. His contract wasn't up.
"I-I-I!" Chris turned to see Lindsay still shaking in place, with water showering down on her.
"Lindsay! Why are you still..?"
She looked like she was about to cry, and was soaking wet and shivering. "I'm really really confused! But I'm still not moving unless you take me shopping!"
Chris stared at her in shock with his mouth agape, alone with him in the ravaged building. Chick was dead serious. She just stood there with her blonde hair getting soaked, her clothes getting soaked, her shirt…getting …soaked…
"Clyde?"
"Dammit Lindsay, It's CHRIS!"
"Chris!"
"Fine!" Chris conceded and pointed outside angrily. " Get on the plane, we're going shopping! Whatever! Wherever you want! Just go now!"
Satisfied, Lindsay clapped her hands and dashed up the steps to the Total Drama plane, followed by Chris, and the plane slowly began to lift off into the sky, away from the rampaged party and scattered contestants.
Let me know what you think so far! I'm not one of those people who won't update without reviews ,but they do make me squeal like Katie and Sadie (EEEEEEEEEEEE) and I read them all in happiness :') Thanks for reading anyway!