I'm back with another Cody x Sammy story for you! Unlike my previous Cody x Samey story, this one will be three chapters long. This is a non-direct sequel to Different Pasts, Shared Pain! It will reference it from time to time, but its not required to understand this fic!
Supremely Sarcastic Notes: Yup, this is basically my main ship right now lol! I will probably keep writing one-shots on the side rather than dedicate myself to another story, since I'm trying to finish Total Drama World Tour (Third season in the My Way series), along with the rewrite of Total Drama My Way. Though my writing may slow down as I start to have video games brought back into my life, and finals approach. (Even though I'm a lazy senior lol) Credit for the story idea goes to WeirdAlfan101 by the way! I never thought of teaming these two characters together against Cody and Sammy!
If you made it to the end of my notes, congrats I guess?
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If you enjoy this work, I also have my own Total Drama OC series! I call it the "My Way" Series and it is currently my main focus, as I am currently working on the third installment of the series, along with a rewrite of the first season!
Without further ado, I present the first chapter of "The Date Destroyers"!
Standing in front of the bedroom mirror in the room she shared with her sister, a blonde girl in a purple tank top and pink short shorts held two different shirts, one in each hand.
I know Cody never said it was a date… But I kinda want to dress like it is The girl pondered, her eyes flickering between the two outfits. In her right white tee-shirt with a generous v-neck, its simplicity complementing her athletic body. The tee would definatly go well with jeans and boots Sammy observed. In the other hand she held another equally white tee- except it was looser fitting, and the collar was a light blue, and extended past her shoulder and would hang over the side of her right arm. This didn't show off her body as much, but would draw more attention to her big, light blue eyes. This shirt would probably go well with cutoff jean shorts! Sammy decided. Sexy or cute? She wondered. If I decide to show myself off, it might put Cody off. But if I go cute, he might not pick up on my flirting…
Sammy cursed herself for being so indecisive. At this rate, she would be late! But what if Cody didn't think she looked good… The girls mind drifted towards her encounter with the geek days earlier.
Sammy stood boredom in the local Starbucks line. Considering university students lived relatively close by, the place was naturally packed full of 19 and 20 year olds desperately scrambling to finish 10 page research papers before the deadline the next day, despite probably only starting it that day.
Visible bags rested under Sammy's eyes, and she wore sweatpants and a ratty grey tee. She was tired. Her exaustion, compounded with the snail's pace the line now moved at, wore her patience thin. Curious as to why the line wasn't moving, Sammy stood up on her tippy toes, pulling on her sunhat, making sure it covered her face. Ever since the launch party, people in town treated Sammy like a celebirty, and while having people pay attention to her was nice, she wasn't exactly used to it. At the front of the line, a large, middle aged woman argued with the manager, blocking anyone from being able to order.
Considering the length of the line in front of her, it would still likely be at least fifteen minutes before she could order. "Screw it," Sammy sighed. She didn't have time to waste fifteen precious minutes, just for a simple pumpkin latte. The blonde stepped out of the shop and went on her way back home.
Normally, she would walk through main street on her way back home, since her families house was just off the busy road.
Today was one of those days when college students packed around at an intersection to protest something, making it difficult to pass. She sighed. "Guess I'll have to take some back roads," She decided aloud, turning and going down a smaller road.
It wasn't like the weather was bad. The mid-September sunny weather meant the temperature rested right between being warm or cold.
What happened next must've been fate.
"Hey Sammy!" A cheerful voice called out to the blonde, causing her eyes to widen. She turned around slowly, and her eyes met that of Cody Anderson's.
They met during the Total Drama Pahkitew Island Launch party, and exchanged contact information. While texting each other, Sammy learned that Cody coincidentally went to university in the same town Sammy lived in, along with many Total Drama contestants. Apparently, Helmer University felt that having famous students would give it some more publicity.
"Wanna join me for some coffee or something?" Cody offered, bringing Sammy back to reality. "My treat!"
"Oh, yeah sure!" She made her way over to the table Cody sat at, pulled out the chair, and took a seat. The coffee house wasn't any franchise Sammy every heard about. Must be locally owned.
"This place is such a hidden gem!" Cody sighed, stretching his arms in the air. "Most people just go to the first Starbucks they can find, so this place usually isn't too crowded!"
"Yeah, I was actually just at the Starbucks," Sammy nodded. "The line was too long, so I decided to head home".
"When is it not?" He grinned.
"May I take your order?" A waitress asked impatiently out of the corner of Sammy's eye. The employee had mocha colored skin that matched her similarly brown hair and eyes.
"I'll get a pumpkin latte with extra cream and sugar," Cody ordered, the words rolling off his tongue.
"So manly!" Courtney scoffed. "That's gonna go a long way to impressing the lady!"
"I meant for the lady of course!" Cody tensed up, puffing his chest out.
"So two pumpkin lattes with extra cream and sugar, got it," Courtney replied dryly, writing down the order while walking away.
"I don't order that normally, I swear!" Cody stammered, trying to preserve what masculinity he still had. "Of course, his high pitched voice only worked to derail his pathetic attempts.
"It's perfectly fine!" Sammy reassured him. "It doesn't really matter if you aren't that manly!"
Cody seemed to take offense to this, evidenced by his eyes widening. "I'm manly!" He retorted. "I'll show you how manly I am by taking you out on a date and showing you a great time!" He declared, standing up.
"Oh." Cody's dynamic response left Sammy speechless. C'mon, speak up, he just asked you out on a date!
"Sorry!" Cody stammered, hastily scrambling back into his seat, closing his shoulders up. "I didn't mean to say something so stupid!" He blushed, staring down at the ground.
"No it's fine, really!" Sammy assured him. "You just surprised me!" She giggled, bringing her finger tips to her upper lip. At that moment, Courtney arrived with their drinks, and promptly left.
From then on out, the two discussed the going ons around town, such as the protest, school starting up again, and other trivial subjects. Cody, despite being a complete train wreck, managed to compose himself by the end.
Unlike when they spoke at the ball, neither Sammy nor Cody were dealing with intense negative emotions. So while the conversation steered towards being much less heavy, they keenly aware the others attempts to flirt, and the wall of tension it built up.
"This was really nice Cody! I'm glad we ran into each other!" Sammy flashed a blindingly white grin that seemed to leave the inexperienced geek mesmorized. "Here, this is for my drink," The cheerleader left a five Canadian dollars on the table, before standing up.
"It was great to talk to you!" Cody nodded, waving Courtney over for the check.
Sammy barely even took a step before a wave of boldness washed over her. "Cody, I never gave you an answer before!" She realized, turning around.
"Huh?" Cody's eyes widened in confusion. "An answer?"
"Yeah!" Sammy nodded, leaning over the table with her hands resting behind her back. "You wanted to prove you're a man by giving me an afternoon I wouldn't forget, right?"
The tech geek finally realized what the cheerleader was trying to say. "Y-yeah, I did…" He mumbled in a completely non-manly way.
"Well, you better give it your best shot!" Sammy tittered, before turning around and confidently strode down the street, leaving the chestnut haired teen stunned, his mouth agape.
"Hey hurry up in there!" A knock on the bathroom door caused Cody to jump. "Other people live here you know!"
"Sorry Noah!" Cody called back. The young man, with messy chestnut hair stood in front of a bathroom mirror, examining himself with blue, anxiety clouded eyes. "Maybe my hair is too messy…" He commented quietly, grabbing a comb, and raking it through his hair.
"Yo, Cody, you're gonna be late for your first date with Samey!" A familiar and rather pretentious voice jeered from outside the bathroom. "Well, more like your first date in general," He snickered.
"What?! It's not a date Noah" The boy, Cody denied. "Also, its Sammy! And we're just getting together to hang out!"
"Yes, because I always spend my entire morning in the bathroom whenever I get together with Owen and Izzy," Cody could imagine his tan skinned indian friend rolling his eyes, even from another room. "Also, isn't Sammy only a high school student?" Noah wondered.
"I'm only a year older than her!" Cody's face lit up in a blush that would put anime characters to shame. "I skipped my third year of highschool!"
"Yes, I know that, but the fact that you are implies this is a date!" Noah retorted smugly when Cody opened the door to the bathroom. "Finally, i've been waiting to use the crapper for the past hour!" The bookworm groaned, pushing Cody out of the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.
"Why didn't you use Owen's toilet next door?" Cody wondered.
"Yes, because Owen's toilet is so sanitary," Noah's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Now get going lover boy!" He snickered, earning an eye roll from his tech loving friend.
"I'm going out!" Sammy called out to no one in particular. After careful deliberation, the nice twin finally decided to go with the white tee and skinny jeans.
"No one cares, Sparamy!" Her twin sister, Amy, shot back from the table, not even looking up from her gaudy, pink IPhone.
Sammy glared at the 'older' twin, bristling at the use of her sister's cruel nickname. "Don't call me that," She replied plainly, no anxiety or fear plagueing her voice while she slipped on fashionable leather boots not disimilar to the ones she wore with her cheerleading outfit.
Without another word, Sammy walked out of the house, closing the door behind her.
In the kitchen, Amy sat in silence, hear breathing and the ticking of the clock being the only exceptions. Tick-tock-tick-tock. After what seemed like an etirnity, Amy finally broke the silence.
"What the hell was that?"
The mean sister's eyes were clouded with pure confusion, brewing a storm of questions to which Amy had no answers. Did she seriously just talk back to me?! I thought I made it VERY clear after the show that I'M in charge! Amy ruminated, pacing around between the kitchen and the living room, her arms crossed defiantly.
For one reason or another, Amy's thoughts turned back to the Total Drama Launch Party, where after she revealed embaressing photos of her sister, a hacker shot back and played clips of what he considered as quote-in quote "bullying" Sammy.
Amy stared at her phone. A week had passed since then, yet at every moment, a series of new hate mail appeared in her mailbox. She groaned. Will these fat, sweaty, and smelly losers find a life outside of jerking off to my sister?! The blonde grabbed at her hair in frustration. "GAAAAH!" She screeched, allowing her anger to boil over. "Why do people keep fucking bothering me over this shit! I swear, Sammy has fucking ruined my life!"
Suddenly her phone beeped from a social media notification. She quickly opened it, and read, "Sammy" Samey Amy interjected mentally. "Angela and Cody Anderson: Just Friends? Or New Total Drama Power Couple?!" Followed by a series of emoji's. The picture was of Sammy laughing with Cody. Her sister was wearing the exact same outfit she left the house in earlier...
Cody Anderson?! That loser?! Amy broke out into a hysterical laughter, unable to contain herself. After minutes of laughing, she finally regained her composure, and looked back to her phone, where she noticed something.
The answer to her problems… and how she would get back at her ungrateful sister.
Amy grinned, and dialed her contact number for the author of the tabloid article.
You'd better watch out Sparamey!
"So yeah, that was how I ended up spending my time at Playa de Losers after my elimination!" Cody laughed along with Sammy, recalling how immature he acted all those years ago. He took a sip of his milkshake, which as always, tasted divine.
"I didn't know this place even existed!" Sammy glanced around. The two were sitting in the shade at a small food truck parked just off the local universities campus, in a clearing with a series of old wooden picnic tables. "This is really good!" She stabbed into her salad, grabbing some lettuce and grilled chicken.
"Yeah, it's pretty well known by other university students!" Cody shrugged, biting into the cuban sandwich he ordered, savoring how the sweet honey ham clashed with the sour mustard and dill pickles. "When I have time, and some extra money, I'll usually stop by in between classes!" The tech geek explained. Sammy nodded in aknowledgement, chewing her food.
The two continued to converse with each other, unaware of a pair of wide, obsessive eyes prying at their privacy from the bushes.
"That bitch will pay for stealing my dear Cody-kins away from me!" The voice declared in the shadows of the bushes, taking a picture of the two eating together. "But first, I need to post this to my Total Drama blog! This will be gold!" She exclaimed quietly, shuffling out of the bush on the opposite side Sammy and Cody were on, revealing the stalker to be none other than Sierra.
While the obsessive blogger tapped her phone at lightning speed, a notfification sounded off, and Sierra's eyes lit up. "An email from Amy?" The superfan squeeled. "Interviewing a contraversial figure will cause my blog to absolutely blow up!" She exclaimed quietly, opening the message without any hesitation.
While reading the email, Sierra's eyes narrowed in confusion, before she realized what Amy implied throughout her message. On her phone, the superfan typed two words: I'm in!
Back in the living room of the Angela family, Amy laid back lazily on the expensive looking black leather couch, watching some trashy reality show with a distinct disinterest, eating handful after handful of potato chips.
She again reached into the bag, searching for another handful. Amy rustled her hand around the bag, finding nothing. "UGH!" The cheerleader sat up quickly, pounding her fist against the black leather. "Samey must've eaten most of the bag this morning!" Amy's spat, her voice dripping with venom. "I'm suprised she hasn't gotten diabeties yet!"
An email notification from Amy's phone interupted her rage. "Took her long enough!" She critiqued, hopping off the couch and grabbing her phone from the kitchen. Sure enough, when Amy checked her phone, and just like the mean sister expected, the notification read 'Email from Sierra Noelly'. She opened the email, and grinned at the super fan's response.
"Perfect!" Amy smirked devilishly, typing a much longer message in response.
About twenty minutes passed since Sierra received Amy's second message, and just like the two new co-conspirators hoped, the Sammy and Cody were on the move, walking downtown together.
"Muscle Man and Sinister Sister are on the move!" Sierra reported, an earpiece with a mic attatched now resting on her ear, and her phone held in one hand. She jumped from bush to bush, staying hidden from Cody and Sammy, but causing everyone else walking down main street to stop and stare.
"Good! Also, I like your nickname for Samey" The mean sister praised. "Any idea where they are going?" She grilled the super fan for information from an unknown location.
"Wait, I think I can hear them talking!" Sierra shushed her partner in crime, listening carefully.
"You really okay with going to an art museum Cody?" Sammy wondered, biting her lower lip nervously, a slight blush forming on her cheeks. "You might find it pretty boring!" She pointed out.
"If you are interested in it, then it must be interesting!" He reassured her. "Plus," He added in his wannabe cool guy voice. "Someone has to pin the artwork to the wall!" The Codemiester flirted cheesily, adding a wink for good measure.
"Pervert!" Sammy laughed, pushing him playfully, though her blush started becoming much more noticable.
"They say they are going to the art muesem!" Sierra reported in a hushed voice.
"Great! I'm not to far!" Amy replied, walking down the street, except the girl claiming to be Amy… looked exactly like Sammy. "The less time I need to spend acting like my trash pig of a sister, the better!"
Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed the story, be sure to leave a review, favorite, and a follow! The second part will be up soon! Until then, this is SarcasmSupreme signing off!