Inseparable Attraction

A series of random TylerxLindsey one shots. Some Romantic, some stupid, some funny, some depressing, some with citrus, some AU's, and all in all, relating to the only inseparable couple of the Total Drama Series. Chapter X: *insert here as necessary*.

Sure enough, the first thing that I am aware of with random one-shots that patch these two together. By far, this is my favorite couple. With a showing off screwing up Jock and a dumb broad of a cheerleader *Well, I always assumed she looked like a cheerleader*, who couldn't like these two together? That is, outside of those that are on crack or something as they throw pairings together randomly.

Anyways, Chapter 1: Don't walk in the woods alone. Seriously. Don't. Especially if you're an attractive, dim-witted blonde.

-Season 1-Between Episodes Five and Six-

Map's weren't much help. Especially if one didn't know how to read them. Especially if they are upside down and you don't know how to read them. Especially if they are New York Subway tunnel maps that are upside down and you don't know how to read them. And they are definitely, DEFINITELY not helpful whenever you are lost in the woods while these maps tell you about New York Subway tunnels that are being handled upside down by someone who doesn't know how to read them.

This was the very complicated lesson that Lindsey was learning. IT had started out with a simple idea, go into the woods for a bit, then come back after about 15 minutes. But even for someone with such a low brain cell count, the blonde could tell when it had been more then a an hour or two.

"So why can't I follow Broadway and get out of here?" She lowered the map for a bit, and tapped her index finger against her chin. "Where IS Broadway?" She looked around confused, and walked even farther forward. A screech was heard above her, and she looked up in fear, her head sinking lower into her shoulders In the darkening skies a shape glided into the trees, diving toward her. There was only one thing she could figure out to do at the moment.

As a second screech sounded through the forest, she followed it up with her own scream, running with arms outstretched, map dropped carelessly behind her, and a Snowy Owl chasing her. As a third screech rang out from behind her, the bird clearly closing on her, she inhaled again to scream a final time, only for her high-heeled boots, not good to run with in the first place, snagged on a fallen limb of a tree. The world spun briefly, and she saw sky, ground, sky, dark shape, ground, and sky again as she landed on her back, staring into the sky as the world spun around her in a counter-clockwise motion.

The owl swooped over her head, landing on her towering set of feminine marvels. It torqued it's head around, looking at her for a brief moment. She tried not to scream, thinking it would attack her, when it suddenly leapt toward her left side, and yanked a small field mouse out of the dense foliage.

The blonde then sat up, looking at her foot. It didn't look like there was any problem, and as the owl flew away, she supported herself back up. That didn't work, as she fell to the ground due to her left ankle apparently being sprained. Being careful not to damage her foot or shoes any farther, she climbed to an adjacent tree, and pulled herself up. The forest was extremely dark now, agonizingly so, and in the distance she could see a shape moving.

Moving…toward her! With a quick leap, she jumped forward, trying to shift her bodyweight onto her right foot, but fell to the ground none-the-less. The shape moved closer, and behind her she could hear what very easily could be the growl of a bear. Abandoning all means of running away, she began crawling away, only for the object to come out of the trees, stilled obscured by shadows, and come faster toward her.

The foxy female couldn't escpae. Now it was obvious. She was worn out, grass staining her knees, palms, and her skirt, the top layer of skin rubbed off of her left hand. IN a desperate attempt of defense, she spun around, and was amazed when the thing that had been chasing her grabbed her leg as she kicked out at it.

Tyler grabbed the leg just in time, otherwise it would of nailed him in the collar bone. His brown eyes darted to the foot and leg briefly, then followed up her body to her trembling figure. He just smiled lightly, and put out his other hand. The relief was mutual between the two, and she clasped her hand in his.

"What were you doing out here?"

"I was out for…" She bit her tongue while looking up, trying to remember what exactly she HAD been out in the woods for. "I'm not sure."

"I understand. I heard you scream. Are you okay?" He asked, pulling her up.

"I don't know. I don't think…" Her sentence was interrupted by a brief yelp in pain as she again attempted to support her weight on both feet. She slipped, but Tyler's grip on her arms was strong. He kept her from falling any farther down then his chest, and turned his body while helping her back up, slinging her left arm over his opposing shoulder. "Sprained ankle?"

She nodded, biting her lip in disappointment. His calm facial features took the form of a smile. "I can help with that." He took a step forward, his body supporting that of what could be his only true ally on the island as they walked onward. Back toward the camp, and the hell of a life that they would probably be put up to the next day.

In the Communal Washrooms, Lindsey was sitting there, wiping her hands off on a wet rag that was found in the building while Tyler was gently, but nevertheless firmly, trying to massager her foot back to comfort. He threw a glance up to her face, the beckoning big blue eyes of innocence sending the subliminal message that indeed, he was at least relieving the pain.

Satisfied with the condition of her now cleaned hands, she turned her attention toward her knees. While her hands began scrubbing the grass stains off of her left one, he seized her hand in his. "I can take care of that" He remarked, and gently pulled the cloth from her hands, guiding it across the joint as he peeled the marks off.

By the time he was finished she was good as new, save for the one less layer of skin on her right palm. Once again he began to help her up, only for as that to happen fate would play it's cruel card.

The door opened, and star-light shone into the room. "Lindsey, what ARE you doing!" Heather's cruel voice arched across the washrooms.

"I…I had sprained my ankle and Tyler was helping me."

The Asiatic female stepped in, her eyes narrowing into fake remorse. "I'm so sorry." She stated, her voice dripping with her special sarcasm. "But I don't want you hanging out with this Bass! He's nothing but trouble! Understand!" She curtly asked. The blonde's head dropped down, and a brief nod could be seen. "Good. I'm in need of some…services tonight and I'm asking you to help." Lindsey sighed and began to walk away, but just as she did on her still sore ankle, an arm reached out and touched her right shoulder. "If you need any type of help, I'll be there for you." Tyler remarked. She nodded affirmatively, but still trotted on.

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