"What Are You Doing Here?"
Rated T
Disclaimer: I apparently don't own Total Drama or anything associated with the series itself. Total Drama and its characters are owned by FreshTV, Jennifer Pertsch and Tom McGillis. Anyway, here's a quick Justin drabble for all of you to enjoy.
Down at Playa De Losers, Justin was already finished taking a shower. The male model was soaked from head to toe, and his muscular physique shined throughout the bedroom light. All he needed to do next was blow-dry his perfect hair and get all dressed up in his usual everyday clothes.
As he got to his room however, he saw his own reflection in the full-body mirror placed through his closet. At first, he would admire himself like he would usually do (much to everyone's irritation), but this time, it finally wasn't the case.
"Hey, what are you doing in my room?" Justin said to his reflection.
The reflection didn't speak back to him. All he did was stand there looking so angry.
"You're not gonna speak, huh?" The male model raised an eyebrow at him, "Well, I'm ordering you to leave my room please. I gotta get changed and I can't have people watching me and my perfectly sculptured body."
Once again, the reflection didn't say a damn thing. Nor did it nod or shake his head. All he did was cross his arms just like Justin was doing now. Apparently, the gorgeous male model's words weren't gonna let the reflection leave.
So Justin had no choice but to take action himself.
"Fine, if you're not gonna leave or say anything," Justin added, "Then I'll do it myself!"
From there, an angry Justin rushed at his reflection...
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...only for his poor gorgeous face hitting the glass, therefore knocking him down.
"Owwwwww..." Justin groaned in pain, "Okay, that was fucked up..."
As Justin laid down unconscious on the floor, Owen showed up at his bedroom.
"Hey Justin," Owen replied, "Can I borrow your-"
But then, the fatboy gasped to see what was right near his feet: A fallen Justin.
"AGGGH!" Owen screamed, "Justin! Buddy, are you alright? Who would do such a thing to you?"
Suddenly, Owen looked up and saw his reflection from the full-body mirror.
"Did you do this to my buddy?" Owen said in a threatening tone, "I'll kick your ass for kicking his ass, you fat bastard!"
With anger bent up inside of him, the fatman then charged at the mirror...
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...only for his lard-ass body to hit the mirror as well, therefore knocking him down!
"Oh, god..." Owen painfully groaned, "I think I might have punctured a lung..."
With both Justin and Owen down on the floor, the mirror stood tall as the victor.
While both men were unconscious, the queen bee known as Heather stepped in and saw the damage through her dark grey eyes. She never realized how stupid Justin and Owen was, thinking they would get their ass beat by their own reflections in Justin's mirror.
"What stupid dip-shits..." Heather said behind their backs as she decided to ignore them.
And perhaps, it was for the best.
Truth is, I had a bit of writer's block and I didn't know what to write for today, so I just decided to make something up at the last minute. Please don't me mad or anything like that, but I had a bit of trouble thinking.
Anyway, don't forget to leave a little something for me on this story. C-ya!