Hi everyone! And welcome to another fan fiction project I'm going to be working on along with Total Drama Star Wars Adventure coming out this summer! This project is an on-going fan fiction series and collab. with my good friend and partner, xoheyyaxo (a.k.a. numbuhthreefan on the Total Drama Wiki) and it's going to feature my main Total Drama OTP, Tom and Jen! We're going to write a few main ones about their life together (i.e. first date, proposal, marriage, children, etc.) and if we have any inspiration for any one-shots, we'll update it from time-to-time! I hope you all enjoy this series and as for the disclaimer, if you're one of those people who head canon Tom as gay and/or Jen as a lesbian, you're probably not going to like this series. Anyways, enough rambling. Sit back, relax, enjoy the show, and leave us reviews!
Much love,
Gogogadget831, xoheyyaxo
It was a hot summer afternoon in Ontario, Canada. The Ridonculous Race ended about four months ago. The sun was shining brightly and a few clouds covered the blue sky. A cool breeze filled the air. The grass was lush and slightly wet from the rain yesterday. A flock of beautiful robins and sparrows landed on the ground outside of a tall, apartment building, chirping loudly and trying to find food. A beautiful monarch butterfly could also be seen perched on one of many sunflowers in the apartment garden.
Inside a small apartment lived two young fashion bloggers that were sitting and relaxing on the couch. On the loveseat, sat a petite young girl who was tan and wearing a light blue shirt, pink necklace, navy blue blue skirt, black boots, sunglasses, and dark brown hair tied in a ponytail was looking through her Instagram feed. In the recliner sat a tall young man with dirty blond hair wearing a blue shirt, jeans, glasses, and converse shoes was reading the news on his news app. One headline read, "Breaking news: Sierra blow torches MacArthur's house and sets it on fire. MacArthur is currently going after her. *facepalm* Sierra never quits." Another headline read, "Amy and Samey have a fight by shoving manchineel fruits down each others throats."
Tom rolled his eyes at both headlines and moved onto the next. The next headline read, "Heather completely burns up Lindsay's wardrobe and Lindsay burns off her hair." Another headline read, "Max surprisingly goes after Scarlett and blow torches her glasses, even after she gets new pairs."
"These people have no life at all…" Tom disgustingly said furrowing his brow as he closes the news app and puts in phone on the coffee table across from the recliner. "I wonder what's up on Instagram right now?"
"Oh em gee! Instagram is much more interesting!" Jen excitedly said as she scooted closer to Tom for him to see the pictures easier.
The first picture that appeared on her news feed was a picture of Sierra grinning creepily and holding a blowtorch. The caption read, "Who knew playing around with a blowtorch could be so much fuuuuuun? Well, gotta run before MacArthur busts me again! #yolo"
The second picture had an angry MacArthur selfie. The caption read, "I can't believe I'm going after this psycho hose beast AGAIN! When will she ever learn to stay in prison?!"
The third picture that appeared was one of Jacques and Josee happily hugging and holding up a shiny gold trophy. The caption read, "So happy to take the gold again with my awesome partner and #mcm Jacques who I also love! "
"Awww, looks like the ice dancers hit it off!" Tom smiled. Jen smiled a little as well.
The fourth picture had a selfie of Kitty in the mirror in her room wearing a white blouse, black skirt, and a black leather jacket on top, going for an internship interview at the law firm her sister currently worked at.
"Hmmm...looks like she's doing well for herself…" Jen muttered as she scrolled down to the next picture.
The next picture had a picture of Anne Maria wearing a slutty outfit with a drunk look on her face. The caption read, "Getting hungova with mah new man, Angelo! So much hotta than Vito!" Tom covered his mouth in disgust. "WHY THE FUCK IS SHE WEARING A SLUTTY OUTFIT?! Oh my lord, my eyes are burning!" Tom screamed, covering his eyes.
"Omg! She also posted a video of her and a group of friends puking in an Uber car, because they're so drunk!" said Jen as she got disgusted.
"And who the hell is the skeeze she's with? Oh my lord, the torn pants, the dirt on his face, the old hoodie! Blaugh! Don't make me barf!" Tom said as he scrolled down Jen's feed again.
"LOL, here's a picture of Lindsay with a lighter!" Jen laughed, pointing to the next picture of Lindsay, giving an evil grin and holding a lighter in her hands. The caption read, "She burned my beautiful clothes. I burned her beautiful hair weaves!"
"Hahaha, serves that bitch right!" Tom laughed, putting a hand on his best friend's shoulder.
He then scrolled down to find a picture of Geoff holding Bridgette up in the air and kissing her. They were wearing the same clothes that they wore during the Total Drama World Tour Telethon. The caption read, "She said yes!"
"Awww, that is so romantic! These guys are relationship goals!" Jen said, nodding her head.
"I know right?! I've never been in an actual relationship before, because most of the people that I was around with my whole life were either fakes, idiots, or complete jerks! Ugh, it's so frustrating!" Tom grunted under his breath.
"Me neither! I totally feel you, boo. But don't worry, you'll find your way," Jen said as she leaned her head on Tom's arm and squeezed him gently. Tom blushed deeply as she did this.
Jen then saw another Instagram picture of Stephanie and Ryan hitting it off in the shower together, but no privates were shown. The caption read, "Well….Ryan dropped his soap. #shower #soap"
She then came across another picture of Stephanie fighting with a tanned girl with short, messy black hair, a blue shirt with a black hoodie on top, and blue jeans. The caption read, "Stephanie's in another catfight yet again…I guess that's what happens when you're plain rude to people...but that's okay. I still love you anyways...#cray #crayaf"
Suddenly, Jen got a DM notification from a mysterious user named MrPlumers_Crackola1 and said, "The picture of you and Tom at the coffee shop looks like shit and so does your hair. GET A FUCKING LIFE, LOSER! DON'T YOU DO ANYTHING ELSE BESIDES BLOG AND DRINK COFFEE?! U ARE A BITCH!"
Jen growled under her breath and blocked the user. All of a sudden, she got another DM that said, "Roses are red, violets are blue, your fashion is crap, and the failure is you! xoxo" -by miss_piggy_is_nice
One by one, she received more and more hate DMs similar to this. Eventually, she got so many that she couldn't help but to throw her phone on the couch and bury herself into Tom's arms, sobbing bitterly. Tom hugged her tightly and whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
"Oh Tom! I've never gotten so much hate like this before! I feel like such a complete failure and a fashion appall myself!" Jen tearfully said, hugging Tom tighter.
"Don't worry Jen. Remember, I'm always here for you, no matter what. I think you have the best taste in fashion out there. And the people who don't believe it are complete jackasses. You are my best friend and I'll always stick by you no matter what," Tom said as he hugged his best friend.
The next day she woke up to check the blog and on her account she found out that someone kept harassing her with multiple accounts and saying, "Your fashion is shit! You don't inspire anyone AT ALL!" The next message said, "LOSER LOSER FASHION LOSER ALERT!" Another said, "Why the fuck are you running this blog? You have a terrible taste in fashion and will never succeed in life. Get a better life… now please." Another hate message said,"I have never seen so much horrible fashion in my life. Maybe you should go kill yourself, because you will never be successful. From your unfollower MissMaumiChi303."
Jen got about six more messages like that and then started to develop depression over them. Over the next few days, she spent all her time at home wearing nothing but plaid pajama pants and a VS Pink t-shirt. She also ate pizza and triple chocolate fudge brownie ice cream all day long.
Tom then got back from work to see a depressed Jen lying down on the couch watching Daytime television. She had a depressed look on her face, her eyes were groggy and red from crying, she had gained a few pounds, and the couch surrounding her was covered with pizza boxes, empty ice cream cartons, and tissues.
"Come on Jen! Get up and let's go do something." he said.
"But I'm nothing." Jen said sadly. "I have a bad taste in fashion and will never be successful in life."
"You have great taste in fashion and you're an inspiration in my eyes." Tom said with a bit of a smile.
"I need to talk to someone about this Tom, because I don't feel like doing anything." she said.
"Oh no….that's not good at all. However, my good friend Sara is an excellent therapist! She's very sweet, doesn't judge anyone, is great at keeping things confidential, and is a wonderful friend! Her office isn't too far from here! I'll call and make an appointment right now!" Tom said taking out his iPhone and calling Sara.
The receptionist answered, "Hello this is Feel Better Therapy. This is Hailey, how may I help you?"
"Hi Hailey, it's Tom. I was wondering if I could make an appointment to meet with Sara?" Tom asked Hailey.
"Why of course! She has an opening tonight at 5:00 p.m. sharp." Hailey replied. "Does that work for you?"
"That's perfect! Thank you so much! I'll be there!" Tom said. He then hung up, sat next to Jen, scooped her up, and hugged her tightly. "Everything will be okay...don't you worry, boo."
Jen hugged him back tightly and tearfully, "Thank you so much for doing this Tom. It means so much to me…"
"I would do anything for my BFF." Tom said as he cupped her cheeks, wiped her tears away with his hands, and pulled her in for another hug. Jen blushed during their hug, turning red like a tomato. She loved the feel and warmth of Tom's body and how gentle he was to her. Tom stroked her back gently and slowly creeped his hands up to her shoulders, massaging them gently. He then turned his head slightly and kissed his best friend on her forehead. Jen blushed even more after he did this and hugged him even tighter. After a while, they broke their hug before getting too carried away. Tom rubbed the back of his neck nervously, blushing, while Jen blushed too and giggled.
It was then time to go to their therapy appointment. Jen took a nice, cool shower and got into some normal clothes. She still had a somewhat depressed look on her face, but felt a little better after the shower. Tom put his arm around his best friend's shoulder and massaged it gently as they walked to the center. They then arrived at therapy, checked in, and waited for their names to be called. Five minutes have passed and it was time to go in.
"Hi Tom! How have you been? It's been a while!" Sara said as she hugged Tom.
"It's nice to see you again too, Sara! And we should definitely get together and get coffee sometime! I wanted to bring my best friend, Jen, over to see you, as she's been dealing with quite a bit lately." Tom explained.
"Hello, Jen!" greeted Sara with a smile as she took Jen's limp hand and shook it gently. "Please have a seat."
They then sat down on the couch. "Now, how may I help you tonight?" asked Sara.
"Well, my friend Jen here has been harassed on Instagram and our blog and she developed a bit of depression." Tom explained.
"Oh dear! Well, Jen, can you explain everything that went on? I'll keep everything confidential, I promise. It is a requirement to do so as well." Sara said. "Please tell me everything." Sara then took out her notebook ready to jot down some notes.
"Well...it all started last week when me and Tom were just hanging out and scrolling through my Instagram feed when all of a sudden, a large group of flamers went all out at me. They sent hate messages calling me names and saying I have bad taste in fashion. The next day I got many hate messages on our blog, with them saying almost the same things and one told me to kill myself." Jen started getting worked up and had a stressed tone of voice. "They said stuff like I had a horrible taste in fashion and I wasn't gonna be successful and I was a loser and sucked and a….a failure." Jen took a loud unrelaxing breath and started sobbing in her legs in a curled up position. "I've been so depressed this past week. I've gained so much hate and don't know why. I have never gained this much in my life. I mean what the fuck is wrong with these people? Unfollowing my blog and my Instagram and doing nothing with their lives but hating on me! AHHH!"
"Alright, Jen. I just need you to calm down. Relax. So, what kinds of thoughts have you been having lately?" Sara asked.
"I've been having thoughts about closing down the blog and deleting my Instagram, overdosing on pills, wanting to do whatever it takes to disappear so that I won't be a burden on everyone else. I just hate my life so much now…" Jen sighed, sobbing some more.
"Jen." Sara said. "I understand where you're coming from and why you have been so stressed out lately. What you need to do to overcome this is to think about positive things. Try looking at some inspirational quotes and the happy memories you have had with your good friend Tom. If that doesn't help, then we'll think about referring you to a psychiatrist and seeing if any medication can help. Does that sound okay?"
"Yeah." Jen nodded, wiping her tears away as Tom hugged her tightly.
"Yeah, Jen and there are so many people that love our blog and follow you on Instagram. I mean if you deleted your Instagram, then you wouldn't keep in touch with any blog followers and people from the race anymore, including the ice dancers." Tom said hugging Jen. "You're beautiful and I love you and you're my best friend. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Oh Tom...I love you so much. You're one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I don't know what I would've done without you by my side…" Jen said as she hugged her best friend. Sara smiled at the two of them and patted herself on the back. They soon broke their hug and Jen was blushing from the hug. She then struck a sly grin at Tom and sneered at him.
"Also, Tom? Wanna make out?" Jen asked as she seductively stroked the tip of Tom's chin with her finger and raising her eyebrows up and down.
"In therapy?" questioned Tom, furrowing his brow and widening his eyes in shock. "And also….you're in love with me?!"
Without answering his question, Jen threw her arms around Tom's neck, sending him lying on his back on the couch, with Jen on top of him. Jen crashed her hungry lips against Tom's, which stunned him, but he couldn't resist how soft Jen's lips were and how warm and gentle her body was against his. He fell under the spell of her kiss and returned it with more passion.
"Oh, I'll leave you two be for a few minutes." said Sara walking out of the room and laughing to herself .
Jen took a selfie with her and Tom making out and posted it to Instagram, captioning, "My best friend and #mcm Tom always makes me feel better. Also, sorry I haven't posted in weeks." She then proceeded to make the picture her profile picture on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and Snapchat. Jacques and Josee were the first to like the picture and Josee commented, "Heard you were depressed. Just keep thinking of the good things and you have a good sense of fashion. And you're my friend." Jacques commented, "Keep thinking positive! Also, congrats to you and Tom!" While still making out with Tom, Jen smiled as she replied, "Thanks guys! ;-) graceful_figureskater skatelikejacques". After that, more and more people started liking her picture and sending out supportive comments. Jen smiled at this, but then shrugged and threw her phone on the other side of the couch, and massaged Tom's shoulders during their makeout session. Tom limply put his hands on her waist and massaged her love handles gently. He then groaned as she slid her tongue inside his mouth and begged for an entrance. He slowly opened his mouth to let her in and allowed her tongue to explore the different territories in his mouth and collide with his own tongue in a French kiss.
Pretty soon, Jen stopped making out with Tom and flipped her hair back seductively, blowing a kiss at her best friend. Tom was stunned after what she had done, with his arms and legs stretched out on the couch and his eyes staring into space. Lipstick stains were all over his lips and his face, and his face was redder than a stoplight. His hair was also a complete mess and his glasses were crooked and hanging on one side of his head. He was in a complete daze and the butterflies in his stomach were flying around wildly. Sara came back inside the room and widened her eyes when she saw Tom in his state.
"Whoa...Tom, are you okay?" Sara asked as she snapped her fingers in front of his face.
"I'm…..fine….I'm….fine." he said, still in his daze. "I'd like more meat loaf please, mommy…" He then fell off the couch and passed out on the floor.
Jen giggled to herself as she pulled Tom towards her by his shirt collar and kissed his lips, which caused him to snap out of his daze and alarmingly say, "Gah! I'm awake! I'm awake!"
"Hey Romeo, I think you'd better go see a doctor. I think you have a bad case of puppy love…" Sara teased, laughing. "So anyways, Jen. Are you feeling better?"
"Much better! Thank you so much, Sara! You've helped me realize how thankful I am for everything that I have in life, especially this guy!" Jen said, hugging Tom tightly.
"Anytime! Well, have a good evening you guys! Don't be a stranger! And let me know when you want to meet up for lunch and coffee!" Sara said to them as they walked out of her office.
"Bye Sara! Thanks again!" the new couple both said together as they walked hand-in-hand out of the office and back outside.
Jen leaned her head on Tom's arm and closed her eyes slowly, sighing in satisfaction. "Thank you so much for all of this Tom. You make me so happy…" she quietly said to Tom.
"Oh, Jen. I care about you so much. You really bring out the best in me and I couldn't have asked for a greater best friend and girlfriend than you. I love you so much," Tom replied as he planted a kiss on her forehead.