Ok, new story that will be CONSTANTLY updated, at least I hope. I've been wanting to do this for a long time and I'm finally doing. Welcome to my one shot dump. Its…well a one-shot dump. Whatever I feel like writing, I'm posting. I might also take suggestions too :).

Chapter One: Sanity.

Setting: After Total Drama Pahkitew Island, The Ridonculous Race never existed.

Genre: Romance/Friendship.

Pairing: Noah/Dawn.

Noah sighed. He did that a lot. He was currently heading back to Playa Des Losers for a couple days before Season Seven began. He was one of four contestants chosen to come back from the 'first generation of campers', as they called it. Four were coming back from each generation. He hadn't bothered watching any of the seasons, so he knew nothing about the contestants from the other seasons. That didn't stop him from worrying about who he'd be stuck with from his cast though. Sneaky Alejandro? Annoying Courtney? Obnoxious Lindsay? He shuddered at the thought. Maybe he'd get some sane people, like Bridgette or Cody.

That was all he wanted. Sanity.

Originally he said no, when he received the offer. He thought after three seasons of not being included the Total Drama part of his life was finally over. He could get back to his old life with his old friends and his college aspirations. But when he found out every contestants coming back was getting ten thousand dollars guaranteed plus the additional chance of winning a million dollars, his resolved melted. Ten thousand dollars was ten thousand dollars, after all.

So here he was. On a plane. Eventually the thing landed and he made the all-too familiar taxi ride to the pier where the boat would take him to the Playa. He watched the sinking sun set over the crystalline water as the speedboat zipped along the water. Soon the Playa was in sight.

The first thing he realized when he got there was that it was empty. He must've been the first one here.

As he was walking to his room, he realized he was mistaken, he was in fact not alone.

"Noah!" Chris called from across the hallway, walking up to the bookworm, "how're you doing, man?" He held his hand out for a handshake.

If you could believe it, Chris was actually pretty normal when the cameras were turned off. Still a bit arrogant and egotistical, sure, but there were no signs of his cruel streak when there was an absence of cameras.

Noah shook his hand, "well enough, I guess. Where is everyone?"

"They'll all be arriving soon, we didn't bother getting you guys on the same plane since its not going to be televised." Chris waved a hand, brushing aside the matter.

"Okay, who's coming?"

Chris smirked, "that's spoiling, I think it'll be more fun to see for yourself."

"Of course that's what you think," Noah said dryly. "Well, I'm gonna go unpack and enjoy the silence before all the crazies you've inevitably invited back show up and make my life miserable."

"That's the spirit," the host laughed. "I'll see you in a couple days when we start shooting."

"Later."

Once Chris had walked down the stairs and out of the Playa, Noah continued on into his room. He spent twenty minutes unpacking before grabbing his newest book and heading down to the kitchens for something to eat. As he was walking there he heard a speedboat. He waited in the lobby to see who would walk through the door with growing dread. Please be someone who was sane. Please.

A tough-looking girl with short, dirty blonde hair and a gray tracksuit walked in, looking around.

"Ah, hey there pipsqueak." she grunted.

Noah rolled his eyes, "you flatter me with that nickname." he said sarcastically.

"Oh I could think of a lot more unflattering things to call you, egghead." she shot back.

Noah held his hands up in mock surrender. "Alright, alright, fair enough…I'm Noah."

"Jo," the girl said shortly. "You're one of the original four, right?"

"Yup, and you're from what? Season four or six?"

"Four, and five. I was an All-Star," Jo said proudly.

"Cool." Noah said, not sounding like he cared very much. "Well its just the two of us, more people should be arriving soon."

Jo didn't respond and just walked by him.

"She seems lovely," he said under his breath, making his way to the kitchens.

Dawn picked at a stray thread in her shirt sleeve as the boat sped across the black water. It was now nightfall and she couldn't wait to get out of her damp clothes and get some food in her stomach.

Eventually, after what seemed like eons, the lights from the Playa came into view.

Finally able to stretch her legs, Dawn walked up to her room and changed into some comfy pajamas, light purple sweat pants and a light grey pullover sweatshirt. Stomach grumbling, she headed towards the kitchens, sensing the auras of all the other people present in the Playa. She counted 5 others, which meant now that six people, including herself, were present. As it was almost midnight, she had to guess that the other half would be arriving in the morning, unless they all chose super later flights.

She padded into the dining room and saw two boys. One person whom she had never spoken to before but knew as Noah, and the other, with an annoyed shiver, she recognized as Scott.

"Ugh," Scott sighed, the first of the two boys to notice Dawn's arrival. "They brought you back? And I thought Jo was bad."

Noah looked up from his book and raised an eyebrow. "Bad blood, I'm guessing."

"He framed me in our debut season because I found out he was sabotaging our team." Dawn told him.

"Ah," Noah said, his eyes returning to his book, "darn shame."

Dawn frowned slightly at Noah. She frowned at Scott too, just because.

Scott ate the last bite of his bologna and gruel sandwich and stood up. "Whatever, I'm not gonna sit here and get glared at by the Fairy Princess. I'm gonna go get some shut-eye."

He left.

Dawn made her way over to the cabinets and started constructing a very delicious salad. And no, not because she was a vegetarian, well, okay she was, but she actually liked salad more anyways.

Noah eyed the new girl as she bustled around the kitchen making a salad. She was pretty, he admitted to himself. He'd always been a sucker for blondes and for long hair, and she was two for two. He also secretly liked the idea of being taller than his girlfriend, something that was hard to come by as he was only about 5'5. However, the smelly hick named Scott had called her Fairy Princess.

That was a red flag right there. 'Fairy Princess' was not the nickname for a sane teenager.

"So, Fairy Princess? How'd you get that nickname?" He asked her as she sat down across from him. "And what's your actual name?"

"Dawn," she answered, "and I got that nickname from him because he thinks it insults me because I'm in-tune with peoples auras and am connected with Mother Earth."

Noah held back a snort.

Dawn didn't understand why she got so defensive when Noah snorted. She had never cared if people didn't believe her or thought she was full of it, so this unexpected feeling that welled up in her caught her off guard.

"What, you don't believe me?" She kept her voice level. "That doesn't surprise me, theres not a trace of purple in your aura."

This time he didn't hold back laughter, and she felt her face flush.

"Oh yeah?" Noah closed his book and leaned forward, putting his elbow on the table and his chin in his hand and smirked. "Tell me more about my aura." She couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

She crossed her arms, "you're mocking me."

"Maybe a little," He admitted, "but I'm also kind of curious. What's purple mean?"

Dawn uncrossed her arms. "Purple indicates spiritual thoughts. Its never a lasting color in an aura, but I doubt theres ever even been any purple in your aura. You've also got very little yellow, so you're not care-free or in-tune with your spirituality. You've got a lot of brown, which only amplifies the fact that you're not spiritual. A 'realist' I suppose. You've also got a trace of grey, which are dark thoughts and negativity…"

Noah watched her ramble on. He didn't believe a word that was coming out of her mouth and she was most certainly not sane, but at least she was passionate about it, he didn't have to be an aura reader to see that.

He liked that passion. Coming from a family of hard workers who chose jobs they hated for a big paycheck, it was a nice change. As the youngest of nine children he had grown up in a very reserved family, one where you always did what was best for your future, even if you didn't like it. So basically, unless you were passionate about being a lawyer or a doctor, you wouldn't like your job.

She finished speaking, a slightly smug smile on her face, as if she knew she had beaten him.

"That was a nice detailed explanation," He told her, "though I'm pretty sure anyone who saw one episode of me on TV could come up with the same stuff."

Her face fell and instantly Noah felt bad. The moment the emotion registered inside him though Dawn said, "you don't have to feel bad, I don't know why I expected you to believe me anyways."

He raised an eyebrow.

Dawn looked up, a small smile on her face. "Oh my, I think I see a bit of purple in your aura. It's a welcome sight."

"Alright, now you're starting to freak me out." Noah said, half joking. "What else can you do, go all Snow White and talk to animals or something?"

"Well, I always have had a strong bond with natures creatures." Dawn said, her smile getting bigger.

"You gotta be kidding me," he groaned, slumping back in his chair.

Dawn laughed outright. It was a nice sound, Noah thought.

"Ok, so maybe you can read people decently…" Noah said, "but don't expect me to throw on some tie-die clothes and braid my hair and get all spiritual hippie guru."

Dawn giggled again, "That's a picture."

Noah laughed too, "yeah, you're right, it is."

Dawn's stomach grumbled, and she looked down in surprise at her untouched salad. "Oh, I didn't even realize I hadn't started eating," she looked around, "how long has ti been since I've been here?"

"Well it was what, midnight when you got here?" He asked her, pulling out his phone and looking at the time. He raised both his eyebrows in surprise. "It's 1:20am."

"Oh, where has the time gone?" Dawn fretted. Her stomach grumbled again.

"I'll leave you to your salad." Noah said, yawning and standing up from his chair.

"Oh, okay," she said. Did she sound disappointed? Did he kind of hope she was disappointed he was leaving? He mentally shook his head to clear it.

"Maybe this season won't be so bad after all," he ventured.

"Yes, with Duncan and Scott not being here without any of their love problems from previous seasons, they'll be much more bearable to be around. Though I expect Bridgette will need some comfort from being separated from Geoff."

Noah blinked, confused. "How did you know Duncan and Bridgette were here? Did you run into them when you got here?"

Dawn shook her head. "Aura's are not blocked by things like walls and doors, Noah." she said, a smirk of her own on her lips.

"Now who's mocking?"

"Maybe a little." Dawn's smirk grew into a grin and they both laughed.

"Alright, just make sure you don't use your X-ray aura mumbo jumbo on me when I'm in the shower." Noah said as he turned to leave.

"Now who sounds ridiculous?" she called playfully after him as he exited the kitchen.

As Noah lay in bed fifteen minutes later, he could not for the life of him get this new girl he met out of his head. I mean, she believed in auras and that she could talk to animals, why on Earth would he give her more than a seconds notice other than to mock her? She was definitely, definitely definitely not sane…

Maybe sanity wasn't what he was looking for after all…

BOOM. I've always backed Nawn but never really done anything to show why and how it can be done in my opinion. Well here it is. Please let me know how you think I did. I know this is a one shot dump but I'm considering turning this into a multi-chap. Would you guys wanna see that? Or should I stick to different one shots? If I DO make this a multi-chap I'd still make a separate story for one-shot dumps…

So yeah, let me know? Keep it like this as a one shot or continue it? Do you anti-Nawners think this was IC enough? Just because you don't like the ship doesn't mean its not necessarily OOC.

I hope you guys enjoy! Ciao!