Alright! This is kind of a test chapter I guess because I have no clue where the plot is going I just wanted to write ChrisTopher. Sorry if it seems kind of all over the place and out of character, I haven't written any fanfiction in forever. Also potential future chapters should be funnier and less angsty.
Sometimes Topher stopped and looked back on his life, and questioned his decisions. Sometimes he laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling and wondered how different he would be if he had never discovered the man who was Chris Mclean. He wondered if maybe he'd have more friends at school, or if his classmates would've been able to find less reasons to pick on him.
Topher didn't think like that often, but when he did it wrecked him.
That all changed when he was accepted onto Total Drama. Suddenly he was happier than he had ever been before, and nothing could ruin his mood. Being on Total Drama meant he was going to meet his idol, after years of dreaming, it was inevitably going to happen.
The weeks leading up to the show went by faster than Topher had expected them to. He wasn't complaining at all. Suddenly there was a pack of girls that wanted to talk to him all the time, and a few guys that had never been nice to him before suddenly wanted to be his friends. Topher wasn't stupid, he knew these people just wanted to be on good terms with someone who could potentially become famous, but the attention still felt nice.
The day Topher stepped onto the zeppelin, he was so stoked he forgot how nervous he was. Sitting in the blimp with a crowd of unfamiliar faces didn't even faze him. All that was on his mind was Chris. He was going to meet Chris.
Their first encounter was a little bit odd, but Topher wouldn't have it any other way. Sure Chris was a hologram at the time, but that just made it more interesting! The first day went by quickly, and Topher did all he could to stay near Chris as much as possible, even if it required breaking a few challenge rules.
It wasn't until that night while he was lying on the top bunk inside his team's treehouse that he realized being eliminated wasn't going to be an option. Now that he had talked to Chris (multiple times), and touched Chris, and just well everything about being near Chris in real life, he wasn't going to be able to go back to his normal life. Chris had filled a hole inside of him, and Topher was sure that if he had to leave Chris he was going to be destroyed.
Topher knew he had to do something that would assure that Chris was going to be a part of his life forever. Or at least a longer time period than the show lasted. He wasn't sure what he was going to do, but it was going to have to be something big.
"Topher! What are you doing?!" Chris was standing on a ledge at least twenty feet above Topher, but he could still tell that the kid was doing something unintelligent.
Topher stopped moving as soon as he heard the other man call his name. "I'm helping my team!" He called in response.
Chris hadn't known the boy for very long, but he doubted Topher was being completely honest. "Well get back to it then!" One of the other contestants, Sky, ran by, and Chris was forced to divert his attention. Part of being a TV host meant paying attention to everyone, not just the cute fans. Not that Topher was cute, he was just a fan.
The challenge was simple enough, It was an obstacle course, with lots of grease. Chris thought it was clever, Chef thought… Well Chef thought it was less clever than he did. Chef had no say in that department so it didn't really matter though.
It was entertaining to watch to say the least. Chris hadn't seen so many people fall in awhile. He was almost disappointed when it was over. Almost. Elimination made up for that, Chris couldn't explain how happy he was to get rid of that wizard kid.
After the cameras were turned off for the night was when stuff started to get weird. The campers were supposed to be going back to their shelters, but for some reason Topher wasn't going anywhere. Chris sighed, "what do you want Topher?"
"I just wanted to watch you work!" Topher chirped. "You're so good at your job and I want to learn from you!"
Chris couldn't help but grin at the compliment. "I'm glad you appreciate my work, not many people seem to notice how much time I put into it."
"I don't see how they don't," Topher was leaning up against a tree that Chris hadn't noticed before, the sky behind him was growing dark, the last glimpses of sunlight creating a pinkish-purple glow spreading up from the horizon. "I guess other people are just too concerned about the contestants to notice the amazing host behind it all."
Chris was full out beaming, "you know, you're a good kid Topher."
"I'm just speaking the truth," Topher rubbed the back of his neck with one hand. "Thanks though, it means a lot."
"Not that I don't enjoy the company," Chris said, "but you should probably head back to your team. It's getting dark, and I can't have you getting lost in the woods, it would look bad on my resume."
Topher laughed, "yeah Chris you're probably right," he pushed off the tree and began to head in the direction of the treehouse. "It was nice talking to you." Chris watched the brunette disappear into the forest with a feeling he couldn't quite put his finger on.
To be honest, Chris wasn't entirely sure how he felt about the boy. On one hand he was full of compliments for Chris, but on the other hand he was kind of needy. Chris tossed the thought aside, he had work to do.
Topher walked back to the treehouse feeling happy as could be. Chris complimented him! Topher was sure that being complemented by Chris meant he was special. Chris never complimented anyone!
Topher was in such a daze he was amazed he had been able to survive the whole conversation without stuttering. His stomach was still full of butterflies, it was ridiculous. He had never felt this way about anyone (or thing) before. He was flustered and didn't know what to do.
He was so flustered that he managed to trip over a tree root or something of the sort halfway to the treehouse. And man was it a bad fall.
He ended up sitting in the dirt for a good five minutes holding onto his ankle, trying not to cry. He finally worked up the courage to stand up, and found that he could barely put any pressure on his foot without his ankle hurting like hell. Topher knew one thing for sure. There was no way he was going to be able to climb the ladder up to the treehouse. Where else could he go though?
The idea struck him almost immediately. He had to get back to the elimination area and hope that Chris was still there. It was a long shot, but if he was there Chris would be able to help him with his ankle, which was hurting really bad.
Topher managed to stumble back to the elimination area by holding onto an assortment of trees, large rocks, and some other stuff that was hard to make out in the dark. He could only hope it wasn't poison ivy.
Chris had never looked so much like an angel before.
"Topher! I told you to- What's wrong?!" The older man was by Topher's side faster than Topher had thought possible
"I kind of fell," Topher winced. "And I kind of hurt myself."
Chris looked like he had never dealt with an injured contestant before, even though Topher knew that he had. "What's hurting? What can I do?"
"My ankle," Topher pointed at the leg he was quite obviously not leaning on. "I wouldn't have come back, but it's just the treehouse-"
"Come on, Chef will know what to do." Chris looked over Topher for a moment before deciding to act as a human crutch. It was kind of awkward because Chris was so much shorter than Topher, but they made it work. They ended up hobbling towards wherever Chef was with Chris's arm around Topher's waist and his shoulder pressed up under his arm.
Topher wasn't sure if it was the fact that his ankle was going numb, or the Chris was holding onto him, but was sure that this was how Heaven must feel.
