Hey everyone, it's a new story. I know this might be kinda confusing seeing as I've got another competition story up right now. But this one is another collaboration story with a user on this site who, for now, wishes to remain anonymous. Anyway, to make things less confusing, this story takes place after the events of the Ridonculous Race and not in the universes of any of my other stories. This isn't the first chapter though, this is just the prologue. Hope you like it.


It was amazing. So many people around him. He hardly ever thought there'd be this big a turnout for his 14th birthday.

These were the thoughts that went through Junior's head as he wandered through the mass of people in his backyard. Practically everyone that was on the Ridonculous Race with him had shown up for his party. Even people he'd never really met like those elderly tennis players. Even the show's host Don had been at the party. And he was a celebrity with a busy schedule.

But one of the guest's caught Junior's eye in particular. Her name was Carrie. Back during his time on the Ridonculous Race, Junior developed a crush on her. And now, he saw her alone off in one corner of the backyard alone.

Although Carrie's back was turned to him, Junior decided to approach her. His footsteps weren't being heard so he decided to be verbal.

"Hey! Carrie, it's me!" Junior cheered.

Carrie didn't turn around but it was then that Junior heard a voice.

"Wake up, sport!"

It was also then that Carrie turned around and the face Junior saw wasn't Carrie. It was the head of his father Dwayne on Carrie's body.

"C'mon Junior, we wanna get you to school on time."

Junior would've screamed if it wasn't for the fact that he woke up from the dream at this moment. He lay in bed, still drowsy with his father standing over him and shaking him awake.

"There you are, c'mon up and at 'em." Dwayne said. "Don't want you to be late."

Junior rolled over in bed and put a pillow over his head.

"I don't wanna…" Junior groaned.

"C'mon sport, we've got breakfast downstairs." Dwayne said. "Get up."

"Ugh, fine…" Junior gave in.

"Great, see you down there, sport." Dwayne replied.

Dwayne left the room. Junior lay in bed for another few moments but ultimately ended up going downstairs. Once he was down, he poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat down across from his father at the breakfast table. Dwayne sipped on coffee and had a half eaten plate of scrambled eggs in front of him.

"Hey son, I almost forgot something." Dwayne said.

"What is it?" Junior asked.

"Remember that reality show, Total Drama?" Dwayne said. "Apparently their host, Chris McLean, they're coming over to your school today. Something about promoting a new season I hear."

Junior's mood became sullen upon hearing this. He used to like watching the antics of Total Drama and their hosts on TV. But during his time on the Ridonculous Race, he had a few conversations with ex Total Drama contestants that indicated it was less fun to be around Chris than it was to watch him. Fearing some kind of public humiliation at the hands of Chris, Junior thought up an excuse.

"Y'know dad, I kinda got a headache. Maybe I should stay home today." Junior said.

"I know when you're making excuses, Junior." Dwayne replied. "Is something wrong?"

Junior wanted to tell his father about how he felt and was just about to. But this was all interrupted when the landline rang.

"Oh darn, that's probably my boss." Dwayne said. "We'll talk after school. You need to go get dressed."

By the time Junior had brushed teeth; changed into a white sleeveless vest top, with a beige t-shirt and black jeans; put on his red sneakers; and gone downstairs, he still heard his father on the phone. From the panicked tone in Dwayne's voice, it sounded like he was having a conversation with his boss.

"I know Mr. Killian…. Yes, yes, I realize today's important but I've got my own life to- Yes Mr. Kilian… I'm sorry sir." Dwayne spoke into the phone. "Of course, I remember you're coming over to dinner… No, no, Junior's a good boy… See you tonight, Mr. Killian."

Dwayne hung up the phone and noticed Junior approaching him.

"What're you doing? You're gonna be late." Dwayne reminded him.

"Your boss doesn't sound very nice." Junior noted.

"Thomas Kilian is my boss, having him over for dinner is a career opportunity." Dwayne said. "This is important?"

"I guess, mom always told me she didn't like your boss either." Junior said.

"I miss her too, Junior." Dwayne said. "But Denise, she's not here right now…"

Dwayne and Junior both vividly remembered the last time they saw Denise. It was a happy memory. Junior had said goodbye to his mother before leaving to go to the airport to compete on the Ridonculous Race. It was still vivid in both their heads.

Denise hugged Dwayne and Junior before they went into the airport.

"I'm gonna miss you two." she had told the two of them.

"Me too, mom." Junior replied.

"It won't be that long, honey." Dwayne said to his wife. "We'll make ya proud."

"I'm sure you will." Denise said. "I'll see you two on TV then. Have a safe trip."

Denise entered their family car and drove off away from the airport. And that as the last Dwayne or Junior would see Denise in person. They were both brought back to reality when a question entered Junior's mind.

"What exactly happened to mom again?" Junior asked. "It's been a while since I got one of her letters."

Denise worked as an Army Medical Officer and during the time her son and husband were competing she was called to do work overseas. Dwayne found out about this upon checking their mailbox when returning home from the competition.

"Huh, what's this..." Dwayne wondered as he looked at an envelope sent from the Department of Homeland Security.

He opened up the letter and was shocked at what it said.

To Mr. Dwayne Richards Sr.

We here at the Canadian Army regret to inform you that your wife Denise Richards is now reported M.I.A. and presumed dead. We're sorry for your loss and we will correspond further if you wish for arrangements for a military funeral to take place.

There was more written, but it took Dwayne a while to read the rest of it.

"Oh no... I can't tell Junior." Dwayne said to himself.

He wanted to protect Junior from the truth and periodically forged letters pretending to be Denise. He soon found out that this was a harder ruse to keep up than anticipated but had dug himself in too deep to tell the truth.

Both Dwayne and Junior were brought out of their memories by the smell of burning bread.

"Oh no! My toast!" Dwayne exclaimed.

Dwayne rushed into the kitchen with Junior following him. He picked the burnt pieces of bread out of thetoaster.

"Ow! Hot! Hot!" Dwayne dropped the toast onto the counter.

Junior stifled a laugh at watching his father.

"Ah darn, how could this get worse." Dwayne remarked.

The two of them heard a faint buzzing.

"Oh no, that sounds like a wasp." Dwayne looked around and saw a fly flying towards him. "Yep, that's a wasp. Junior stay back , this is job for me."

"Dad, I think it's a fly." Junior said.

"I know a wasp when I see one, son." Dwayne replied.

Dwayne grabbed a newspaper off the nearby dining table and rolled it up. He chased the fly around for a bit and swatted it several times, all of which he missed. As Dwayne did this, Junior poured himself a glass of water and took a sip. But as he drank, Dwayne tripped over in his attempt to swat the fly which caused Junior to laugh and some of the water to come out of his nose.

"Ah, gross!" Junior blurted, quickly covering his nose.

"You okay, sport?" Dwayne called out.

"Yeah Dad, I just need to go upstairs and collect my backpack for school". Junior responded.

Dwayne slowly picked himself up from the ground.

"You squirted your own nose again, didn't you?". Dwayne figured out.

He looked at Junior, who kept hold of his nose to cover the water that was coming out of his nostrils.

"Uh, yeah". Junior admitted.

"Do you want me to help you out there, kiddo". Dwayne asked.

"No thanks Dad, I'll just go upstairs to clean myself up." Junior said.

"I'll be right back down".

Junior hurried upstairs to the bathroom, where he took a paper towel and dried his face off. He then threw the paper towel into the wastebasket beside the toilet.

Shortly afterwards, Junior rushed into to his room to collect a few more personal items before he would leave to school. While he was up there he spotted an envelope addressed to him apparently from his mother Denise. Not having enough time to open it, Junior slipped it into his backpack before rushing down the foyer where he encountered his father again.

"Hey there, son. I think that wasp's gone for good." Dwayne said.

"Are you sure? That's what you said about that spider in the bathroom." Junior replied.

"Well... I... Er... Hey, you don't wanna miss the bus." Dwayne tried to change the subject. "You cleaned yourself up, right? Wouldn't want a messy guy walking around the clean school, now would we?"

Dwayne tweaked his son's nose before giving it a little wiggle.

"Dad, you don't have to treat me like a little kid anymore." Junior said, sounding annoyed.

"Sorry sport, it's just-" Dwayne would have continued but then the phone began ringing again. "Uh oh, that'd be my boss again."

Dwayne picked up the phone and the fly flew back into the foyer.

"Aw, dang it! The wasp's back!" Dwayne exclaimed, now waving the phone around in an attempt to swat it.

"Uh, you need any help?" Junior asked.

"I'll be fine." Dwayne said. "You hurry and get to the bus."

Junior complied, hurrying out the door to get to the bus stop.

The bus soon arrived for Junior, and that's when his day took a turn for the worse from the second he entered onto the bus. It was exactly where all the trouble started out for him in the first place.

While he walked to his seat on the bus, one of the other kids deliberately tripped him. Junior landed flat on his face and quite a few other kids laughed at his misfortune. There was quite the bullying problem at his school but fortunately for Junior there were two friends he could always count on: Larry Finkle and Kelsey Ross. He picked himself up off the ground and sat between the two of them on the bus ride to school.

"Hey Junior!" Kelsey greeted him. "How's your morning."

"Uh, you know. It was okay." Junior replied. "Don't really feel like talking about it."

"I found a quarter on the street today." Larry remarked. "That's good luck, right?"

"Yeah, I think so." Junior said.

"Hey guys, did ya hear about that TV guy coming to school today?" Kelsey asked.

"Oh yeah, that'll be fun." Larry agreed. "Right Junior?"

"I dunno, we'll see I guess." Junior remarked.

It was then that a crumpled up piece of paper was thrown at the back of Junior's head.

"Hey!" Junior exclaimed, getting up from his seat to turn and face some kids who were sitting behind him.

"You shut up, or do you want some like last time?". A kid behind Junior shouted.

Junior saw how menacing the kid appeared and sat back down.

"What a baby." The kid behind Junior gloated.

The kid behind Junior then began mimicking like a crying baby. Junior ignored him only to quickly find himself being laughed at by the other kids. Most of them were pointing fingers at him before the journey eventually came to an end when the bus arrived at the school.

Throughout the rest of the day, the bullying continued. For example, when he first arrived at school a few older kids hurled insults at him.

"Ha! Here comes Queen Dweeb!"

"What's up, loser!"

"You're lame!"

The insults continued but Junior tried to ignore them as he hurried to his first class.

In said first class Junior could've sworn that whenever the teacher's back was turned something like a pencil or a balled up piece of paper was thrown at the back of his head.

"Ugh..." Junior groaned.

Later, in the time between classes, he heard the older kids shout things to him like "Nice hair, dork!" or "Who dressed you? Your blind grandma!".

During one break between classes, Junior found himself being pinned up against a locker by two eighth graders.

"Hey loser, got any money on you?" One of the older kids asked, tauntingly.

"Yeah, and you're not getting it." Junior defiantly said.

He struggled to break free from the two older kids to no avail.

"Aw, are ya gonna cry now?" The second kid asked. "Go ahead, loser. Cry like a baby."

The two bullies began laughing mockingly at Junior as he kept on struggling in vain. He eventually gave up as his efforts became meaningless.

"I'm not afraid of you guys". Junior said, trying to stand up for himself whilst glaring at his tormentors.

"No" replied the second kid. He then leaned his face right towards Junior's. "But you outta be, sunshine!".

The second kid pinched Junior's nose and began wiggling around with it.

"Ow! That hurts." Junior said.

"That's the point, dweeb." The first bully responded, relishing in Junior's agony as the second kid continued to wiggle his nose around.

"Alright, my turn". The first bully said as he stepped in to "play" with Junior's nose.

That was when the school bell signalling the next class rang.

"No fair!" The first bully moaned, even though he tweaked Junior's nose just as the school bell rang.

"I guess we have to settle this later on, sunshine!". The first bully stated.

The first gave Junior a quick nose-wiggle before releasing it and then punching him in the stomach. Junior collapsed on the floor in pain and, holding onto his stomach, looked up to see the bullies starring at him with their smug-looking grins.

"Catch you later, loser". The first bully boasted.

The second kid laughed right into Junior's face before the two bullies left. Junior picked himself off the ground and was approached by a female teacher moments later.

"Young man, what are you still doing here in the halls?". The teacher asked Junior.

"I, uh, nothing miss. I was just collecting my stuff from the locker for next session" Junior said to the teacher, hiding the fact that he has been bullied merely seconds ago.

"Next session, you have P.E. next, don't you? The teacher asked.

"Oh, uh, yes miss. That's where I'm about to go right now". Junior answered.

"Well get going then, otherwise you'll miss class and therefore end up being put in detention" The teacher said firmly.

The teacher walked past Junior as he grabbed his backpack, ready for next class in P.E. However, all soon became "unready" for Junior as his bullying continued up towards lunchtime.

Junior was just collecting his lunch and was about to join Larry and Kelsey in a table when he had a run-in with an older kid.

"Hey there loser, What'cha doin' today!" The older kid sniggered.

"Leave me alone." Junior said.

"What was that?". The older kid replied.

"Please, just leave me alone". Junior requested defeatedly.

"Or what? What are you gonna do about it, eh?". The older kid responded.

Junior wasn't in the mood for this and secretly clenched his right fist in frustration, wanting to shut the older kid up. But he couldn't do it and the older kid kept on harassing him as a result.

"Aww, has the loser had enough. Too bad!".

The older kid deliberately shoved Junior in the back. Junior fell onto the ground and his lunch had spilled onto the floor. The mess that he was in had gained attention from the other kids. Most of them started to laugh at Junior as he picked himself up from the floor.

"Just leave me alone will you". Junior yelled at the older kid, sounding half angry and upset with the escalating situation.

"Pfft, no way." The older kid gloated. "I'd never pass up a chance to mess with a loser like you."

Junior tried to ignore him and started to walk away from the lunch hall.

"Especially to some dork who has, like, the most incapable daddy in the history of the world."

This stopped Junior in his tracks, and he turned to glare at the older kid.

"Excuse me?". Junior fumed.

"You heard me, sunshine." The older kid replied.

"No seriously, say it again". Junior furiously demanded.

It was bad enough for Junior to get bullied in school. It's like a recurring nightmare for the young, troubled lad. But he wasn't willing to let his father becoming embarrassing talk as well. In fact, Junior grew so outraged that walked right back to confront the older kid. Some of the classmates were "ooing" in response to observing Junior walking right over to where the older kid is standing.

"Leave my dad out of this". Junior said angrily.

"Or what? You gonna fight me". The older kid snared. "You sound just as pathetic as your old man"

Junior clenched his fists in pure frustration and grew angrier each time he heard his father being discredited.

"Seriously, just stop it!" Junior demanded.

"On second thoughts, you no where as near as pathetic as your old man". The older kid continued. "You just less of a big, bloody idiot as your dad is and always will be".

Junior reached his boiling point and pushed the older kid to the ground.

"I said Stop!". Junior demanded once more.

"Ow!" The older kid groaned, shortly before rising back onto his feet. "Oh that it! You're dead meat, dweeb!" The older kid yelled.

"Fight". Another older kid yelled. Seconds later, most of the kids began chanting "fight fight fight" with excitement. Junior looked on as all the other kids were now expecting him to fight. The pressure quickly grew too much for him to cope with and he tried to leave.

"Where do you think you going, twerp". The older kid tauntingly asked. "Oh is that what you're doing now, running away like a little baby chicken."

The older kid started to mock Junior by doing a chicken expression, an act which caused some of the kids to repeat what the older kid was doing. Junior also noticed some of the other kids kept on chanting "fight fight fight".

"I don't have to fight you". Junior admitted.

"Why not?". The older kid boasted. "Because daddy wouldn't want his baby boy getting hurt, or the fact that you as close as to being as "diseased" as your parents".

The older kid start to list down Dwayne's embarrassing moments from The Ridonculous Race, and finished his sentence by flicking at Junior's nose. This was the last saw for Junior, and he instantly punched the older kid in the chest. The older kid growled and went for Junior, and what happened next was the two of them fighting. The staff promptly rushed in to separate them, whether it was the fighting or the older kids cheering on that caught their attention. As they got separated, the older kid punched Junior in the face - giving him a bloody nose.

"You call that a fight". The older kid taunted. "You really are pathetic, just like your old man".

Junior lost it and broke free from the staff's grip before tackling the older kid to the ground, repeatedly pummeling him blow after blow. As he kept on doing this, the principal quickly rushed over to the scene.

"Alright you two, stop this at once". The principal boomed.

The principal grabbed onto Junior to release him from the older kid, only to get unwittingly smacked across the face. Junior turned and realized in shock about who he had just it. By then, the room was silenced and nearly everyone in the lunch hall was staring at Junior.

"I... it was an accident, sir." Junior quivered.

"My office, now!" The principal firmly responded. "And bring the student he attacked with him too".

What happened next was both Junior and the older kid ended up in the principal's office. Junior was clearly worried about what he had done, despite the situation he had been put in prior to the incident. The older kid, meanwhile, came off a little worse with bruises and a bloody nose as well.

"All right, this is unacceptable behaviour." The principal said. "Fighting in the cafeteria, I mean really? Detention after school for the both of you."

"But he's the one who started it." Junior pointed to the boy in the chair next to him. "It was self-defence. I got a bloody nose, see."

Junior pointed to the bloodied piece of tissue he had up his left nostril.

"Well I'd say I go easier on you young man, but it doesn't excuse the fact that you just assaulted me." The principal replied. "Whatever you say won't change the punishment that I am going to give you."

"Wh... what?" Junior asked, sounding all the more worried.

"I'm afraid so, Junior. On account of fighting with a student and hitting a school teacher, who just so happened to be the principal, I am excluding you by the end of today". The principal replied. "And I'll be informing your father about this so that he gets the message, this time I hope!".

"What?" Junior said, sounding horrified. "But sir, it was an accident".

"It was clearly no accident from the way you struck me back there, just consider yourself lucky that I haven't called the police on you for assaulting an adult". The principal stated. "Now both of you get back out there. You're about to miss your next class."

"But I shouldn't be punished at all." Junior argued.

"Who's the adult here?" The principal said. "Now get back out there before you miss class."

"But..." Junior began, until he was cut off by the principal.

"That's enough now!". The principal yelled. "I just about had it with you today, Junior. You're making matters worse as it is. And I will not allow it to continue forever. Now you get back out there, or I swear I will have to inform the police if this continues."

Junior couldn't argue anymore. There wasn't any point.

"I'm sorry, sir". Junior said defeatedly.

"You'll be needing more than that to put yourself back into my good books, young man." The principal said, quieting down with his tone this time. "Now, get out of my sight. Both of you!".

Junior left the principal's office just as the older kid did and he went into the bathroom to clean his nose up again. Once his nose had stopped bleeding, Junior put all the tissues he used to cover the blood stains in the toilet and flushed it.

Junior then went over to the mirror to examine his face, when all the sudden he found himself grabbed on the hoodie by the older kid.

"Hey, let me go". Junior squealed.

"You think I'm just going to let you get away with what you did to me". The older kid blurted out, showing his messed up face.

"You deserved it, after the trouble you caused me to get into, jerk". Junior bravely said.

"What was that?". The older kid raged.

The older kid responded by slamming Junior into a wall.

"You heard". Junior said. "That's what you get for badmouthing my dad, jerk".

The worst continued for Junior as the older kid kept pinning him against the wall, and he soon wasn't alone as the two who had earlier bullied Junior entered moments later.

"I did say I'd catch up with you at somepoint?". The first bully gloated.

"This is gonna hurt... a lot!". The second bully sniggered, cracking his knuckles.

Junior was a worried as he already was from when he left at the principal's office. He struggled desperately to break free from the older kid's grip to no avail, and it didn't take long before the beating came through.

As the two bullies continued to beat up Junior, the older kid retrieved his backpack and began tossing it round to the bullies. The three kept on tormenting Junior as he tried to reach his backpack.

"Hey, give it back". Junior demanded. "That's my backpack!".

"And your saying this, because?". The older kid said sarcastically.

Junior was grabbed on the arms by the bullies and could only watch in extreme hesitation as the older kid deliberately removed all the things from his backpack before proceeding to flush it down the toilet. Luckily it didn't flush, but it did leave a horrific smelling impact for Junior.

"You guys are complete jerks, you know that!?". Junior declared.

"And your point, is?". The older kid again said with his sarcastic response, before punching Junior in the stomach that causes him to collapse onto the floor in pain.

"Next time I'll give you worse if you try that again, got it". The older kid threatened.

Junior reluctantly nodded before getting fizzy drinks poured down onto him.

"Ugh!". Junior groaned.

"Good!". The older kid satisfyingly stated. "Come on lads, let's leave the poor baby to cry his miserable eyes out".

"No kiddin". The second bully replied.

"Have fun while it lasts, sunshine". The first kid gleefully said.

Junior's tormentors left the bathroom and he managed to retrieve his backpack from the toilet before cleaning himself up once more.

"Stupid jerks". Junior said angrily to himself.

Throughout the rest of the day, Junior spotted many posters around school advertising the big appearance from Chris McLean. He also heard other students gossiping about Chris McLean and what the purpose of his big appearance was. Junior remained less than thrilled about Chris showing up but part of him remained optimistic that it wouldn't be that bad.

Later that day, all students at his school were called to the auditorium for said special appearance by Chris McLean. When being seated, Junior of course chose to take a seat between Kelsey and Larry.

"This is so exciting." Kelsey remarked. "I bet this'll be super fun."

"Yeah, totally." Larry agreed.

"That makes three of us, I suppose". Junior said despondently, sounding a little less excited and happy about this as his two friends are.

"So, any advice you want to share with us about this, Junior?". Larry asked.

"Just try not to let him notice us." Junior suggested. "He really likes messing with people."

"Ah, don't worry Junior. It's gonna be fine." Kelsey said.

"Well if you say so." Junior replied. "I just hope it all ends quickly. Today has been quite an exhausting day for me"

"Not to mention the detention you received at lunchtime". Larry reminded him, even though Junior wasn't too keen to hear it.

Junior heard a couple of students behind him ooing right at him. He ignored them and sighed in an attempt to wish that he could at least find an effort in trying to make today's final school event of the day count.

"Hey, leave him alone". Kelsey told the other kids behind him. She then gave Junior a pat of the shoulder. "You okay, Junior?".

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks". Junior responded.

Once all has settled down, the ceremony proceeded to commence.

"All right boys 'n girls, it's time to the moment y'all have been waiting for." The voice of Chris's co-host Chef Hatchet said over the auditorium speakers. "Get ready to meet the one, the only... Chris McLean!"

The curtains on the auditorium stage opened to reveal Chris McLean dressed like he usually was for the show standing in the centre of the stage with a spotlight on him.

"Hello, everyone!" Chris cheered. "Glad to see me? You probably know me and my popular reality TV program Total Drama."

There was a chorus of applause from the audience.

"Thank you, thank you." Chris said. "Now, we're here today to promote something very special. Our new season of Total Drama. That's right folks, T.D. is back on the air!"

This caused more cheering from the audience. Even Junior cheered, more TV to watch was always fun.

"Now before, we continue on to stuff about the new season. I'd like to show you something else." Chris said. "Here's what I like to call 'Total Drama's Greates Hits'."

Chris stepped off stage and the spotlight turned off and soon a video montage was projected onto the curtains of the stage. The video showed many memorable moments that took place on Total Drama. The ones that stood out the most to Junior were the "Mega-Splash" Owen caused when jumping during the first ever challenge on Total Drama Island, the excessive amount of kissing that happened between Geoff and Bridgette during Total Drama Action, Alejandro and Heather's final showdown in World Tour, Cameron's victory in Revenge of the Island, Mal preparing to target Zoey in All-Stars, and Scarlett revealing her true self in Pahkitew Island. But the most memorable moment of all came when it showed footage of Chris in peril at the hands of Feral Zeke during the show's 100th episode.

"No! I told the editing guys not to include these bits!" Chris shouted. "Stop the video!"

Chris's frenzied reaction caused quite a few students to burst into laughter. It took Chris using his trademark airhorn to get them to stop.

"Okay, the embarrassing bit is over now. Just keep watching." Chris said.

Later, once the video was over the spotlight came back up and Chris and Chef stepped on to the stage.

"Yes indeed, Total Drama has a long, rich history." Chris said. "And that history continues today, that's right folks we've got a new season coming up. Now, I can't exactly give out all the details but I certainly get you potential viewers hyped up. In fact, let's give you a little demonstration of what kind of shenanigans you can expect on the show. Chef, help me out here."

"You got it." Chef replied as he moved closer to his partner.

"Chef here will help me demonstrate a magic trick." Chris explained as he took a handkerchief out from behind his back.

Chris draped the handkerchief over his open palm.

"Now Chef, all you have to do is remove the handkerchief." Chris explained.

"Hmm, should be easy." Chef remarked. "Once this thing is over I wanna go get somethin' to eat."

Chef grabbed the handkerchief and pulled it away. As soon as Chef pullled an explosion of smoke errupted from Chris' hand. He moved his hand out of the way and soot was blown into Chef's face. This caused some laughter from the audience.

"Um, okay, that was not supposed to happen!" Chris announced. "But I find Chef's misfortune hilarious."

"Thanks..." Chef grumbled.

"Tell ya what, let's get some volunteers." Chris remarked. "Who wants to help me with this magic trick?"

Immediately, several hands shot up. Including the hands of Larry and Kelsey.

"Me! Me!" Kelsey cheered.

"Alright, you, the enthusiastic girl, get up here!" Chris replied, pointing at Kelsey.

"Yay!" Kelsey cheered as she sat up.

Kelsey made her way on to the stage and Chris put the handkerchief over his hand again.

"Okay, let's try this again." Chris said. "Kid, remove the handkerchief please."

"Alright, this should be easy." Kelsey replied.

Kelsey grabbed the edge of the handkerchief and pulled it out of the way. There was a smaller puff of smoke than before but when it cleared there was nothing in Chris' palm.

"Dang it, there was supposed to be a dove here." Chris remarked.

"Did you mess up?" Kelsey asked.

"No, no, I don't make mistakes." Chris stated. "You go sit back down."

Kelsey nodded and went back to her seat.

"Attention, everyone! I need a new volunteer!" Chris announced. "Anyone?"

"Oh! Me!" Larry's hand shot up.

"All right, heard you first. You come up here, kid." Chris told him.

"Yes!" Larry cheered as he stood up.

"Good luck." Junior told him.

Larry got up on stage and Chris reset the handkerchief on his hand.

"Okay, here we go again." Chris remarked. "Listen kid, all you need to do is pull away the handerchief."

"This should be easy." Larry confidently remarked.

Larry pulled away the handkerchief and produced a large puff of smoke. He ended up inhaling some of the smoke which made him cough quite a bit. Once the smoke cleared it was revealed nothing was in Chris' hand.

"Ugh! Seriously, where's the dove?" Chris wondered.

"Did I do something wrong?" Larry asked between coughs.

"Probably." Chris said. "Anyway, go sit back down."

"Oh, all right." Larry said. "Sorry."

"Ugh... Where's the dove..." Chris muttered to himself.

Larry walked back down into the audience and sat down.

"Okay people, I need one more volunteer!" Chris announced. "If this one doesn't work, I'll be moving on."

"You should try it, Junior." Kelsey suggested.

"Oh, I dunno." Junior remarked.

"C'mon, we had fun." Larry tried to encourage him.

"No, I don't wanna." Junior declined.

"Okay, if you say so." Kelsey replied.

"No, Junior, you should totally do it." A male voice from behind Junior said.

Junior looked behind him and saw a kid he recognized from math class but couldn't put a name to his face.

"You should do it." The kid repeated.

"Yeah, you were on TV, this is a TV guy, it'll be cool." A girl next to the kid added.

""Well... I dunno..." Junior said.

"It'll be fun." The girl said. "Junior! Junior!"

Her attempt to start a chant got the boy next to her chanting "Junior! Junior!" as well. Soon, this got some other kids began chanting his name too.

"Alright, alright, stop! I'll do it." Junior groaned.

He then let out a sigh and reluctantly raised his hand.

"Hey, uh, I'm Junior, can I come up." Junior half-heartedly volunteered.

"Yes, you! Come up here!" Chris pointed down to Junior. "That's right, get up on stage."

"Alright, if you say so." Junior stood up and, still somewhat reluctantly, walked up the stairs onto the auditorium stage.

"Hey wait a minute, I know you." Chris realized upon getting a closer look at Junior.

"Are you sure? We've never met before." Junior said.

"No, you were on that show I'm competing with. The Ridonculous Race." Chris realized. "Your name's Dwayne Junior, right?"

"Uh, yeah, but everyone just calls me Junior." Junior replied.

"What was the show like, kid?" Chris asked. "I bet Don was a real jerk behind the scenes. They make him seem like a nice guy for the TV but let me tell you, I know how celebrities work."

"Well, um, I had fun on the show I guess." Junior said. "Me and my dad got to know each other better I guess."

"Oh, right, your dad. Dwayne Senior. I dunno if it was the editing, probably wasn't, but he looked like an idiot." Chris remarked. "Always just, like, falling over and stuff."

"Oh come on, stop talking about my dad like that." Junior complained. "He's a nice guy."

"That's another thing. He seemed kinda like a wimp." Chris went on. "I mean, I saw every episode of that show and he treats you like you're a baby, kid. Does he pack you your lunch and pinch your cheek before you leave the house?"

Chris pinched Junior's cheek in a mocking fashion. Junior heard several "Awww"'s from the audience.

"Hey, don't do that!" Junior demanded, pushing the hand away.

"Relax, kid, I'm just doing what I'm famous for." Chris said as he ruffled Junior's hair. This time Junior heard the audience giggling and laughing in watching his treatment.

"Stop that!" Junior demanded again, this time sounding half-angry half-frustrated.

"All right, all right, calm down. We're all friends here." Chris said as he put his hand on Junior's shoulder. "You ready for the magic trick?"

"Fine, sure, let's just get this over with." Junior grumbled.

"Great. Here we go again." Chris remarked.

Chris took out the handkerchief again and put it over his open hand.

"You know the drill, remove the handkerchief and hopefully there's gonna be a dove under there." Chris explained. "Let's do it on three just to be safe. One... Two... Three!"

Junior pulled the cloth out of the way and produced a large cloud of smoke. Once the smoke cleared a white dove was perched in Chris' hand.

"Wowser!" Chris blurted out. "It finally worked!"

"Hey, so, can I leave now?" Junior requested.

Junior grabbed on to Chris by the forearm and felt himself press a small button underneath his sleeve. It was likely related to the magic trick somehow as after this a stream of smoke began shooting out from his sleeve.

"Hey! Watch it, kid!" Chris exclaimed.

The dove flew away from Chris' hand in a panic.

"Oh great, now we got a loose dove." Chris remarked. "Can somebody catch that?! Do we have an intern around!?"

Junior noticed some students in the audience laughing at the bungled magic trick. Chris also began to laugh despite the smoke coming out of his sleeve.

"Aw man, kid, that's probably the biggest failure I've seen today." Chris said between laughs.

"Stop it." Junior said, on the verge of tears.

"Come on, kid, have a sense of humor."

"And stop calling me 'Kid'." Junior added, now actually crying.

Kelsey and Larry watched from the audience at seeing Junior in his most miserable state.

"They can't be serious?". Larry fumed.

"I know right. Poor Junior". Kelsey said.

In contrast, some of the kids are finding this amusing.

"Way to fail miserably, loser!". A kid shouted out.

Most of the audience started blurting out the word "loser" over and over again at Junior. Others even took the level of booing at him while the rest continued to laugh at his misfortune.

Feeling humiliated by the laughing and booing at his expense, Junior tearfully runs off stage. Soon after he does this the smoke from the magic trick reaches the smoke detectors and sets them off. The sprinkler system is activated too and begins raining down on the students.

"Okay, everybody out!" A teacher shouted. "Let's all calm down!"

Chris turned off the smoke coming from his sleeve and ducked backstage where Chef was waiting for him.

"Nice goin'." Chef sarcastically remarked.

"Oh shut up, it was fun." Chris replied.

"That dove was a rental." Chef told him.

"We'll get it back... Probably." Chris said. "Now shut up and let me work."

"What work?" Chef asked.

"I had an intern film the whole magic trick deal. And lemme tell you, that last bit, with the Ridonculous Race kid, that'll be great to promote the new season." Chris explained. "Here we go, they sent it to me. Just gotta go to the 'Edit' section of the Total Drama website and... Post! There we go. Something tell's me Sierra's creepy fanblog is gonna be lighting up any second now."

Across town, some people were having a far better day than Junior was. These people were former Total Drama contestants Geoff and Bridgette. They walked through the park together, hand in hand. The phone in Geoff's pocket began to vibrate.

"Geoff, I thought you said you'd turn that thing off while we're out." Bridgette said.

"Sorry babe, lemme just make sure it's not important." Geoff replied as he reached into his pocket.

He looked at the screen in the phone for a few seconds and then casually put it back in his pocket.

"What was it?" Bridgette curiously asked.

"Total Drama website updated. I might check it out later." Geoff said. "Y'know, that reminds me, did we sort out those special plans yet."

"I think we did. But that's not important right now." Bridgette said. "Right now's our private time."

"You know it, babe." Geoff replied.

Geoff leaned in and kissed Bridgette on the cheek.

"Oh, thank you." Bridgette said. "Let me return the favor."

The two of them stopped walking and Bridgette put her hands on Geoff's shoulder. She leaned in to kiss him but stopped herself.

"Geoff, do you hear that?" Bridgette asked.

"Hear what?" Geoff responded.

"Just listen for a sec." Bridgette said.

Both Geoff and Bridgette were quiet and heard something. It sounded like someone crying.

"C'mon, let's check it out." Bridgette told him.

"Man, I hate it when we're interrupted." Geoff remarked. "But it sounds like someone's upset. So I guess we should see if they need help."

Geoff and Bridgette followed the sound of crying to behind a nearby tree. Behind the tree was a blonde tween boy, crying.

"Hey, kid, you okay?" Geoff asked, little did he know that the boy he was talking to is Junior.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." Junior lied between sobs. "I- I just need some time alone."

"Are you sure? Where are your parents?" Bridgette asked, sounding concerned. "And shouldn't you be in school right now?"

"I, uh, I kinda ran out of school just earlier... It's a long story." Junior tried to stop himself from crying as he continued to talk. "Hey, wait a minute, I recognize you two..."

"Oh yeah, we were on TV a couple of times. Pretty cool." Geoff said.

"We get that a lot." Bridgette added.

"It's not just that. You were on the Ridonculous Race too." Junior looked up at Geoff. "I was on that show too, remember? I'm Junior."

"Oh yeah, I thought I saw you somewhere else, little dude." Geoff remarked. "Well seeing as that you're here now, I'd like you to meet my lovely girlfriend, Bridgette".

Bridgette walked over to Junior and offered a handshake

"Well I am very happy to be meeting you, after watching you and your father in 'The Ridonculous Race' in particular". Bridgette said. "Your name's Junior, right?"

"Well my name is Dwayne, but everyone calls me Junior". Junior replied.

The two shook hands before Junior turns to face Geoff once again.

"Hey man, like, you seem pretty bummed out. Would ya like to head over to my place?". Geoff offered. "Me 'n Bridge bought this super sweet pad after me and Brody won all that money during the race."

"Look babe, it's a nice thought, but I think we need to get him to his parents." Bridgette pointed out to Geoff.

"We could try giving 'em a call." Geoff said. "I'm sure they'll trust us, we're responsible. And they prob'ly remember us from the race. You got a cellphone?"

"Yeah, I'll give my dad a call real quick." Junior said and took a cellphone out of his pocket.

He dialed a number in it and waited. But there was no response, it eventually went to voice mail.

"I'll just leave a message." Junior told Geoff and Bridgette before turning his attention to the phone. "Um, hey dad. It's Junior. Uh, you probably got a call about what happened at school. I'm okay right now. I ran into some people from that show we were on, I'm going to their place. Call me back."

Junior hung up the phone.

"C'mon little dude, let's go." Geoff said.

"I'm still not sure about this." Bridgette admitted.

"Relax babe, it'll be fine." Geoff replied.

"Yeah, I feel like this'll help brighten my day." Junior agreed.

"Well let's get going, dude." Geoff beamed

Junior followed Geoff and Bridgette through the park.

A little while later, Junior had arrived at Geoff and Bridgette's brand new house. It wouldn't be quite accurate to call their home a mansion, but it definitely seemed much larger and more luxurious than the average house.

"Wow, this place is neat." Junior said as he looked around the foyer.

"We just moved in so we're still unpacking a lot of stuff." Geoff said as he looked at a few nearby cardboard boxes.

"C'mon, let's go sit down somewhere." Bridgette told them. "We've got some board games we can play if you'd like."

Junior followed Geoff and Bridgette into the house's living room and he sat down on a couch. Geoff and Bridgette sat down in chairs near the couch.

"So, uh, hope you don't mind me asking, but like, why were you crying in the park earlier?" Geoff asked.

"I just had the worst day of my school life." Junior replied. "I get bullied a lot as it is, but we had a guest speaker at school today. Chris McLean, you two know him, he made an appearance promoting his show and...".

"Wait wait wait, Chris visited you're school, today?". Geoff interrupted.

"Uh, yes, I only said it just now". Junior said.

"Well I didn't expect that to happen." Geoff replied. "Chris doesn't normally come and visit schools often, nor he doesn't often make his show announcements publicly. and...".

"Okay, babe, I think we get the point from what Junior has just told us". Bridgette intervened.

"Alright then, babe, sure". Geoff said.

Well actually, there's something that you should know?". Junior interrupted.

"Well what is it, little dude?". Geoff questioned.

"Chris was presenting a number of embarrassing photo albums during his early presentation; including one that involved the two of you kissing back on "Total Drama Action." Junior confirmed.

"What?". Bridgette and Geoff said at the same time.

They were shocked to hear what Junior had just told them.

"But... how could he do that to us!". Bridgette examined.

"Oh, Chris is gonna get it when I get my hands on him!". Geoff said vehemently to himself.

Geoff pounded the table in frustration before he and Bridgette turned to face Junior at the couch.

"So what happened then afterwards?". Bridgette asked.

"Well, Chris was calling out for students to help out with a magic trick that Chef poorly demonstrated". Junior confirmed. "My friends, well, the two friends I have, went up to perform the task first. And... and then afterwards, he invited me to give it a try. I knew Chris would have the ulterior motive of embarrassing people, so I didn't want to come up then."

Junior's voice started to choke out a little as he continued to explain to the couple about what had happened to him.

"But after everyone started goading at me into coming up, I went on stage to perform the magic trick for him. At first I actually did good with the performance, but then... it- it all went wrong afterwards".

"Oh... I take it didn't end well for you, Junior?". Bridgette guessed.

"Yeah-" Junior sniffed, starting to cry again. "Literally, though, I didn't really make a mistake during my performance."

"Let me guess, Chris, like, rigged your performance just for his own amusement, didn't he?". Geoff realized.

Junior sadly nodded and tears were promptly falling from his face once more.

"He- he humiliated me in front of everyone, and they were all just laughing at me". Junior tearfully explained. "I... I couldn't take it from the way how I became a laughing stock, and so I just ran off to get away from everyone".

"Woah, that's just harsh and sad on you, little bro". Geoff said.

"You could say that again". Junior replied, still in tears. "I... I might have overreacted, but it was so overwhelming, and I just had to get out of there before it could get anymore worse... and... and...".

Junior began to break down in tears once more. Bridgette went over to the couch and sat right next to Junior as he was crying.

"Hey, it's okay, we're here for you Junior". Bridgette responded, sympathetically offering Junior a shoulder to cry on.

Junior cried onto Bridgette's shoulder and she solemnly pulled him into a hug. Geoff briefly left to go and collect the tissues and gave them to Junior upon returning.

"There you go, little bro". Geoff kindly offered.

Junior used the tissues to wipe the tears off his face.

"Thanks guys". Junior replied, sniffing from his tears.

"Your welcome, dude?". Geoff said.

Bridgette comfortingly put a hand on Junior's shoulder.

"Don't worry, it'll hopefully get better once it all stops. I should know that myself as I once used to get bullied in high school, as well". Bridgette admitted.

Junior turned to face Bridgette and gave a sympathy look.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about that". Junior said.

"It's okay, I eventually got past my traumatic experience with my parent's help". Bridgette replied.

She then turned to face Geoff and he wrapped his arms around her.

"After which, Geoff and I had met when we first entered into Total Drama. The show may have not entirely worked out okay for us, but at least it brought us together". Bridgette said, cuddling onto Geoff.

"That makes two of us, babe". Geoff responded, turning to face Junior. "I too had experienced such a tormenting lifestyle of physical and mental abuse". Geoff replied.

"Uh, babe, I think you're talking about that time when you made the beavers angry back in the first season". Bridgette corrected him.

"Oh yeah, but those beavers who attacked me back then did appear to enjoy giving me a beating more than they expected". Geoff quivered.

"That's because you accidentally ruined their home, babe". Bridgette reminded him.

There was a few minutes of silence before Bridgette pulled herself out from Geoff, who then proceeded to resume the conversation.

"Well anyways, the point is this little dude, that life's a lot more than high school." Geoff said. "There's like, skateboarding, and really good food, and Bridgette."

Geoff placed his hands onto Bridgette's shoulders and rubbed them.

"Awwww, that's so sweet of you". Bridgette replied.

"I know babe". Geoff said.

Geoff leaned to kiss Bridgette only she pushed him away.

"Uh, honey. We have company, remember". Bridgette reminded him, pointing out that Junior is sitting with them.

"Oh, right, of course". Geoff remarked. "And there's also other things like sports, and cinemas, theme parks, paintballing, watching some bad people like Courtney and Heather get a taste of their own medicine, and..."

"I think a lot of that stuff is specific to you." Bridgette remarked, interrupting and stopping Geoff in mid-sentence.

"Let's talk about something else." Junior said. "I think I need cheering up."

"Well, like I said, we've got board games." Bridgette replied. "You like Monopoly?"

"Yeah, me and my dad play sometimes." Junior told her.

"We've got a copy of Total Drama Monopoly. Brody bought Geoff a copy as a birthday gift after they won the Ridonculous Race." Bridgette explained.

"Total Drama Monopoly?" Junior asked.

"Yeah, it's one of those themed Monopoly sets." Geoff said. "Pretty cool."

"Awesome, let's take it out." Junior said.

The three of them spent the next hour or so playing Total Drama Monopoly. As had been expected, all the properties, game pieces, and cards had been altered to somehow reference things from the Total Drama TV show. After a long, but fun, game of Monopoly, Bridgette ultimately came out victorious; with Junior narrowly finishing behind her and Geoff coming in just ten paces behind the runner-up.

"Man, that was a close game." Geoff remarked. "Nice work, babe."

"Thanks Geoff." Bridgette said. "You didn't came as close as you were last time, though?".

"Ah, well, a gentleman can't win everything. Right?". Geoff stated. "Every day is his girlfriend's lucky day".

Geoff held Bridgette's chin up in the sky and tap-fingered her nose. She giggled in a slightest response, and Geoff turned to give Junior a quick noogie.

"Look at you, dude". Geoff examined, holding his arm above Junior's shoulder. "I can't believe how close you were to nailing my Bridge in the game".

"I know right." Junior laughed. "Well at least I had fun with the game, and I'm really beginning to really feel much better now".

"Well I'm happy that we're able to cheer you up". Bridgette proudly said.

Bridgette and Junior high-fived each other.

"Thanks guys. You're both pretty much easy to make friends with". Junior said.

"Well I guess that makes three of us, then". Bridgette replied.

Bridgette and Junior gave each other a laugh. Geoff joined in, but quickly stopped when he heard his phone vibrating.

"Hold up, what time is it right now?" Geoff asked. "Wait, I got a phone."

Geoff took out his phone and looked at it.

"Dang, it's almost time." Geoff said.

"Time for what?" Junior asked.

"Time for me to chat with my bro, Brody. We do this like, every day." Geoff explained. "You can hang out with Bridge while I do that. See ya in a bit."

Geoff got up from the couch and left the room. After a moment of silence between them, Junior struck a conversation with Bridgette.

"So, uh, how's the whole living together thing going?" Junior asked.

"Pretty good." Bridgette replied. "We haven't been doing it very long, but I'd say we're managing. I am missing my parents though. But you know, I still call them."

"Um, this is kind of a weird question, but if you're living together does that mean you're married?" Junior questioned.

"This is getting kind of personal." Bridgette said.

"Oh, uh, sorry." Junior apologized.

"No, no, it's fine. We're not married, but let's just say we're close to it." Bridgette replied. "And we've got some specials plans to celebrate."

"What sort of "special surprise" do you two have planned?" Junior asked.

"It's a surprise." Bridgette said.

"Oh, uh, all right." Junior replied.

Their conversation was interrupted when Junior felt his phone vibrating from his pocket. He took out the phone and looked at multiple texts from his schoolmates. They were clearly mocking him over his bungled magic trick incident with the text that said:

"U SUCK LOSER!"

"DISASTER STRIKES FOR DEAREST DADDY" (with an emoji of a balling ball knocking over ten pins to represent a strike).

"BOO-BOO, GO AND CRY LIKE A BABY MOMMA'S BOY".

Junior let out a frustrating sigh and Bridgette could tell that his situation wasn't going to stop anytime soon.

"Well, it's a good thing that at least not all of today has been a complete disaster for me."

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but do you get bullied quite a lot at your school?". Bridgette curiously asked.

"Totally!". Junior admitted with a nod. "Before me and my dad went on The Ridonculous Race, I had a pretty hard time at school with bullying. After the race, things appeared to have gotten better for me at first, but then it all got worse after the other kids started picking on me over how I became the only kid from the school to go on live TV".

"They've been picking on you because of that?". Bridgette asked, horrified with the situation Junior had been put in.

Junior responded with a nod before speaking again.

"Well that, and the way how they've been talking about my dad." Junior further admitted. "Earlier on at lunchtime, I got in a fight with a bully for the way how he talked about my dad. I know if was wrong for me to lash out, but I couldn't take it anymore".

Junior was on the brink of choking up again, but tried his best not to break down.

"I mean getting bullied is one hard thing to cope with, but it all goes a bit too far when it affects your parents".

"Does your father know know about what's been happening with you, lately". Bridgette asked.

"I haven't really told him about it yet". Junior admitted. "I feel like wanting to tell him whenever I end up having a bad day at school, but that's the last thing that is on my mind right now".

Bridgette put her hand on Junior's shoulder to comfort him once more.

"I'm sure that he'll understand the situation that you're in, and would do the very best he can to sort it all out for you". Bridgette said to him.

"It's not that I really don't wanna tell him about it". Junior confined.

Bridgette grew concerned as Junior continued to talk.

"He's been having so much trouble with work lately. The last I would want is for my dad to be given more pressure". Junior explained.

"Well what about your mother, then?". Bridgette asked

"She works for the army as a medical officer. I haven't seen her since the day my dad and I left for the Ridonculous Race". Junior explained.

"Well I'm surprised how hard this has been for you, Junior". Bridgette sympathetically replied. "Do you at least have any friends you have at school?".

"Well, the only friends I have at school are my classmate Larry Finkle and his crush Kelsey Ross". Junior admitted. "I'd almost wish of making another friend, rather than just having two, but everyone else has been horrible to me. They do nasty things like playing around with my cheeks and nose for no good reason".

"Really?". Bridgette replied, widening her eyes in reaction to what Junior had just told her.

"That's exactly what happened to me back in high school, as well".

"What?". Junior responded, surprised to hear this as well.

Bridgette gave him a nod and she turned to look down from herself.

"I'm really sorry to hear about that, Bridgette". Junior replied sympathetically.

"Well at least it's all in the past now". Bridgette said. "I just hope that the same goes for you as well, Junior".

Junior gave her a smile as he sought to slowly recoup his happiness.

"Thanks Bridgette, you and Geoff are pretty nice people". Junior said.

"Then again, Geoff is like a big brother to me. Seeing as that we appear to have a lot in common. So... I guess you're like a big sister to me, I suppose".

This caused Bridgette to giggle in response to Junior's compliment.

"Awww, that's actually so sweet of you to say". Bridgette said, giving Junior a pat on the shoulder.

From that point on they continued their conversation for the next half an hour, albeit it was of just comprised small talk though. Junior didn't mind though, as Bridgette was a pleasant person to be around. But after the half hour was up, Geoff entered the living room again.

"'Sup guys, did I miss anything?" Geoff asked.

"No, not much. Me and Bridgette just talked for a bit." Junior said.

"Yeah, Junior makes good company." Bridgette added, giving Junior a cuddle.

Junior couldn't help for hug Bridgette back in response.

"Awwww, you guys are so cute". Geoff squealed. "Hey, how about I take a picture of you guys and then Bridgette takes a photo of me and Junior".

"Yeah, let's do it". Junior said excitedly.

"Sure, why not". Bridgette happily replied.

Geoff first took a picture of Bridgette and Junior holding each other on his phone; with each of the pair placing one of their hand's onto their partner's shoulder. Then Bridgette takes out her phone to catch a pic of Geoff wrapping his arm around Junior. Afterwards, Junior decided to take a picture of himself with Bridgette and Geoff.

"Well that was fun". Bridgette beamed.

"Like, absolutely fun." Geoff cheered. "So, little dude, do you wanna stay and do another game with us?".

"I'd love to do that, although it's probably time that I went home now. My dad might get worried that I've been gone for too long". Junior remarked.

"Awww, shoot. Well, at least we had fun with you today". Geoff said.

"Oh I totally enjoyed hanging out with you guys". Junior happily stated, giving Geoff a fist-bump in the process.

"Well, if you like, we can take you home". Bridgette offered. "I can drive since Geoff is still practicing".

"Oi, I can drive you know, babe!". Geoff said, feeling a little offended.

"Yes you do... when playing GTA, of course". Bridgette claimed.

She and Junior laughed at the comment Bridgette made. Geoff doesn't seem too bothered.

"Yeah, whatever babe." Geoff said. "You can drive if you want".

"Alright then, it's settled." Bridgette said. C'mon Junior, let's take you home".

"Okay." Junior said. "Let's go."

Soon, Junior found himself in the back of Bridgette and Geoff's car with Bridgette in the drivers seat, Geoff in the passenger seat, and Junior himself in the back. It was an uneventful ride back. He overheard Geoff and Bridgette talking about something involving Brody but didn't bother to listen in too much, apart from when he asked about how Brody was. Geoff told him that Brody was having the "chill time of his life with the Surfers, MacArthur and Sanders, respectively. He even heard his name mentioned a few times from midway through the journey but figured it wasn't important.

After some time, the car stopped in front of Junior's house.

"Hey dude, the GPS says this is your place." Geoff told him. "Is that right?"

"Yep, we're here." Junior confirmed.

"All right, we'll just say hi to your dad and then we'll be off." Bridgette said. "It's been good talking to you."

"Yeah, okay then". Junior agreed.

Junior exited the car with Bridgette and Geoff. As the three walked down to the pathway of the front door, they noticed a shiny white car parked on the opposite side of where Bridgette parked her car.

"Oh, dammit". Junior muttered.

"What's the matter?". Bridgette asked.

"I better get inside quick". Junior said, sounding a little anxious. "Don't worry guys, my dad gave me a housekey."

Junior took out his key and unlocked the door. He entered the house without Geoff or Bridgette, and was greeted by an unpleasant sight. A well-groomed man in his early fourties wearing business attire was yelling at Dwayne.

"Now listen here, first you're late, then you miss the deadline, and now you're telling me you've cancelled dinner!" The man yelled.

"I, uh, er, listen Mr. Killian if you'd just listen for a moment." Dwayne tried to reply before noticing Junior. "H-hold on a moment, sir. My son's just come home."

"What do I always tell you, it's business before family." The man, named Mr. Killian, replied. "Now let's finish our talk, okay."

"Y-yes, Mr. Killian." Dwayne caved in.

Junior walked over to his dad and stared up at Mr. Killian.

"Hey! You can't talk to my dad like that." Junior said.

"Kid, do you know who I am? I'm Thomas Killian. Your father's boss. I can talk to him however I feel like." Mr. Killian replied.

"No! I'm not gonna let you talk down to him." Junior stood his ground.

"Junior... Let the adults talk here." Dwayne said.

"Dwayne, this brat of yours is the final straw." Mr. Killian remarked. "You're fired."

"I... I'm what?" Dwayne asked.

"You heard me, fired." Mr. Killian repeated himself. "You can clear out your desk tomorrow and we'll send you your severance package. I'll be going now."

Mr. Killian turned around and walked out the door. Dwayne and Junior stood in silence for a few moments. The silence was broken by Dwayne.

"I-I can't believe it!". Dwayne stated. "Me... fired!?"

Junior comforted his dad with a pat on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry Dad". Junior said, sounding a little ashamed with himself. "I didn't like the way your boss was talking to you, and..."

"It's alright son, none of this is your fault". Dwayne stated.

Dwayne soon had second thoughts on what he just said and spoke up again.

"Well come to think of it, perhaps part of it is."

"Wh-what!?". Junior responded in surprise. "What do you mean by that, Dad? What am I supposed to have done that has caused this to happen?".

"No offense sport, but I've had a stressful day after hearing a lot of things that happened with you in school, today!". Dwayne replied.

"Oh no". Junior silently thought to himself.

"First I hear that you start a fight with an older student at lunchtime; then there's a fire alarm at school and you vanish, missing out on detention in t be process; and finally I then get a message from you saying you've gone to a strangers house."

Dwayne folded his arms and gave a serious look at Junior.

"D-Dad, I can explain everything." Junior said.

"Well you best explain to me now, Mr!" Dwayne responded, sounding a little cross with his son at the moment. "And I expect you to try and be honest with me this time. No more lies now, understood?".

Junior nodded his head in defeat.

"Right then, so what exactly happened to you back at school?".

"I... I got completely humiliated at the assembly." Junior admitted.

"What? How?" Dwayne asked. "Are you all right?"

Before Junior could answer his father's question the front door opened and Geoff and Bridgette entered the house.

"Hey, uh, there was this angry guy in a suit outside? Does anyone know anything about him?" Geoff asked.

"Gah!" Dwayne exclaimed in surprise. "Who are you people?"

"Dad, this is Geoff. He was on that racing show with us. And this is Bridgette, his girlfriend." Junior introduced them. "I was over at their house."

"Listen, me and my son need some space right now." Dwayne told them. "He says he was humiliated at an assembly today."

"Oh, I, like, might know something about that." Geoff said. "Just a sec."

Geoff dug his cellphone out of his pocket. After a few seconds of messing around the phone he handed it off to Dwayne.

"Here you go, dude. This is a new video on the Total Drama website." Geoff explained.

Dwayne pressed play on the video which depicted the events that happened at Junior's school earlier that. Once the video ended Dwayne gave the phone back to Geoff and looked at his son.

"Junior... are.. are you having trouble with bullies at school?" Dwayne asked.

"Yeah..." Junior nodded, sounding ashamed with himself. "I've been getting picked on a lot since we came home from the Ridonculous Race."

Dwayne was horrified to hear of what happened to his son, and it wasn't long before he learned the truth about the other incidents regarding Junior's lunchtime fight and the beating he took afterwards.

"Why didn't you tell me about your troubles sooner, sport?". Dwayne asked.

Junior gave a quick look at Bridgette. She silently nodded him to do what she advised him from their earlier conversation. Junior then turned to face his father again.

"I didn't want to put more stress on you." Junior admitted sadly. "I knew you were stressing over with work, so I thought that if I ignored them they'd stop but…It got so bad I started to believe them.

Junior had tears in his eyes once more but did his best to try and not cry again.

"I never really liked you boss because of how rude he can be, but then I didn't want you to get fired because of how important the job felt to you, especially after we found out what happened with Mum".

Dwayne panicked for a moment, worried that his son had discovered the truth about Denise's fate.

"What do you mean by that, sport?". Dwayne questioned.

"You know. How she left a message for us, saying that she'd gone to do her duty for the army, right before we came home from the race". Junior replied.

"Oh, yeah right, that". Dwayne said sheepishly.

Junior noticed how odd his dad was behaving for a moment but then continued with where he left off.

"Well it doesn't matter anyways now. I got you fired because I stood up for you against your boss." Junior tearfully stated. "And... I'm sorry for letting you down Dad. This is all my fault".

Junior was starting to cry again when his father went up to comfort him.

"C'mere, sport." Dwayne said as he pulled Junior into a hug. "Don't think that any of this is your fault. I'm so sorry for having a go at you over what happened at school- if I had' known I'll... well whatever's happened to you, we'll get to the bottom of it."

Junior wiped the tears from his face after sobbing onto his father for a few seconds.

"Really?". Junior asked.

"Of course, you are 100% different than any of the things those bullies said to you. You're smart, intelligent, friendly, not to mention strong as well, and the best son I could wish for." Dwayne proclaimed. "And I promise to support you, no matter what happens".

"Thanks Dad". Junior said as he hugged onto his dad. "That really means a lot to me".

Dwayne hugged his son back and was comforting him second after second.

"Hey, uh, I know you're having, like, an emotional moment. But we've got an offer that could cheer you up." Geoff interrupted.

"Babe, is this the best time?" Bridgette asked.

"When are we gonna have another opportunity, Bridge?" Geoff asked.

"I'm sorry, what are you talking about?" Dwayne asked, letting go of Junior.

"So, like, we've been chosen as the hosts of Total Drama's Aftermath show- you know, the one that represents the after talks of the show's new season, which in this case happens to be the same one Chris had announced at Junior's school earlier today." Geoff said.

"Well I didn't know that. I guess that would explain why Chris came to visit your school in the first place, sport". Dwayne said to Junior, after which he turned to face Geoff. "I do apologize for my interruptions. Do please continue whenever you're ready".

"Cheers man." Geoff said. "So anyways, there are, like, some spaces available on the show for the role of a personal assistant."

"And we both thought that Junior seems like a good kid and deserves better than what happens to him at school." Bridgette went on. "So, we'd like to offer him a job on the show?"

"Well dad dude, little dude, whatta you say?" Geoff asked.

"Awesome, I'd love to be part of your show!" Junior cheered. "Can I do it dad, please?"

"Of course you can, Junior. If your mother was here, she'd be proud." Dwayne said as he ruffled his son's head.

"Dad!". Junior moaned, albeit happily this time.

"What, I did promise that I'd support you no matter what?".

"Heh heh heh, sure you did dad". Junior laughed as he hugged his dad once more. "Thanks again for this, dad. I love you loads".

"And I love you too son". Dwayne replied back as he returned the hug.

Dwayne then released his son and turned to face Bridgette and Geoff.

"Honesty, I can't appreciate how much you two have done for my son after the traumatic experience he's had today". Dwayne said. "How about you two stay for dinner?".

"Sure, we'd love that." Bridgette agreed.

"This is sweet". Geoff joyfully said. "Just gimme a moment to send a text to someone, okay?"

"Alright then, babe. Just don't be too long on your phone". Bridgette requested.

"No problem babe. In fact, I am almost done- and... there!" Geoff said as he finished sending the text. "Okay, let's eat and party".

Everyone wooed with each other but Junior was clearly the most happy after taking the opportunity to do something that'll help forget about the traumatic experience he had at school just hours ago.

Meanwhile, somewhere else in town, Chris McLean lounged in the back of his limousine while on his smartphone. A notification ding gave Chris an indication that someone had texted him.

"Ooh, wonder if that chick from the club last night is texting me back." Chris remarked.

"Wasn't she ten years younger than you?" Chef asked.

"Hey, some people are into that." Chris replied as he checked the latest text.

He stared at the screen for a few moments.

"Wow, that is a strongly worded text from Geoff. Apparently, he found out about the whole Junior thing. Not a fan." Chris said.

"That whole stunt at the school was messed up. The kid didn't want any of that." Chef remarked.

"True, but it was hilarious." Chris stated. "What can I say? I thrive off of misery."

"Just sayin', your comeuppance is gotta happen sooner or later." Chef told him.

"Not now Chef, I'm getting a call." Chris said as he took out his smartphone again and held it to his ear. "Hey there big guy, how's it hangin'?"

Chris looked at Chef for a moment.

"It's our top producer." Chris whispered to Chef before going back to the phone. "So, where were we?"

Chris babbled on the phone for some time while Chef tuned him out. He'd actually gotten quite good at not listening to his boss. One thing he did notice as the call went on was that Chris seemed to grow more excited the longer he talked. But soon, the phonecall ended and Chris turned his attention back to Chef.

"So Chef, have I got some great news for you." Chris said.

"And what's that?" Chef asked.

"Our new season is going to be the most explosively dramatic season in Total Drama history." Chris said. "And get this, we've got a great name for it now."

"Already? I guess this means that all systems are go, right?". Chef queried

"You know the green's light now official". Chris stated.

"So I start making preparations if I were you Chef. Because it's to welcome back to some of our dearest old friends, on Total. Drama. Ascension!"

THE END


Anyway, that was the prologue out of the way. It's a little different from what I've done in the past, but like I've said this is being co-written by another user so there are going to be differences from my stories like Winners and Losers. Hope you all liked it. I don't know when the first actual chapter should be up but I'll aim for sometime next month. Thanks for reading.