Hello there! I have an idea for a new story; in this story, every chapter will focus on a different couple (cannon or fannon) and I'm willing to repeat. I thought it would be interesting to take a song and a couple and create a one-shot (but not a songfic) about it, because when I hear a certain songs I think of a couple or two that it applies to. I'll include any part of the song that's necessary to understand the story in the beginning. Sorry if this doesn't make a lot of sense I tend to have difficulty explaining things to people without confusing them more than they were before…

This first one-shot in hopefully a collection to come focuses on one of my favorite fannon (should be cannon) couples: NoCo! The song I chose to represent this one-shot is: "With the Other Girl"- The Young Veins.

Heads up, I don't own Total Drama or the song, so please don't sue me…

Also, if there are any mistakes spelling or grammar-wise I apologize, I'm not perfect.

"Don't wait around for love
You're not what he's thinking of
When he's with the other girl"

"Life is not a fairytale
They will send him straight to jail
Where he'll die and go to hell
With the other girl
With the other girl
You, you were right
I was wrong,
Like I always am
And you always are"

Noah was sitting in a booth at the bar listening to Cody moan and cry about some foolish girl he thought loved him but in reality didn't love or even care about him. Noah thought that it was sad that Cody just couldn't recognize when a girl was interested in him rather than his money or fame. Often he thought that perhaps on some small level Cody did recognize that the women he ran after didn't care, but he was so afraid of being alone like when he was growing up that he simply didn't care…well until they left and he became depressed.

Noah began to recognize a pattern in Cody's pathetic love life. It began as it did so long ago with that whore Gwen; Cody would find someone interesting and attractive, and he'd claim they were meant to be together. Noah would eventually meet said girl and step two would begin, this girl would sound like a perfect little princess only to be a vindictive bitch in reality who wanted Cody for his money or to say that she screwed a famous person. Noah being the great friend that he is would tell Cody how horrible she is, and Cody would deny like his life depended upon it. Step three ended the relationship between Cody and whatever skank he chose to associate himself with. This step typically involved the discovery of another man (or in several cases women) in the girl's life or an interesting tidbit offered from stalkerlicious herself, Sierra, about what the girl really wanted from him.

Over the years Sierra has proven to be an ally worth having, as she loves and cares for Cody just as much as Noah. Cody didn't recognize how Sierra and Noah cared for him; he only recognized two people who did nice things for him and chose to be his friends that always tell him the truth. Cody knows that Sierra is obsessed with him, but he didn't know that she honestly loves him just like Noah who he also doesn't notice. Sierra eventually realized that Cody would never be hers, so she found a new past-time in digging up everything about the girl he chose, because if she couldn't have him, then the girl who did better be worth it.

Neither Sierra nor Noah would admit to being friends but rather two people determined to make sure that Cody lived the life he deserved. That's not to say that neither of the two had their own lives outside of their unique past-times, as Noah is a successful author who travels the world and Sierra became an award-winning journalist for one of Canada's top news agencies. They both have lives, but they both also know that some things, or rather some people, are more important than their own lives and selfish desires.

This brings one to step four: booze. Cody is too caring and innocent to see the signs others do, because of this he has difficulty coming to terms with the knowledge that the princess he was dating is really a witch out to bleed him of things. Thanks to the lovely delinquent Duncan, Cody discovered the healing powers of alcohol. Once or twice Noah tried to explain to Cody that drinking as much alcohol as he does as often as he does is going to kill him, but Cody wouldn't listen to him, and Noah didn't have the heart to crush his dreams that alcohol could solve his problems. Step four is why Noah was forced to sit in a disgusting bar in the bad part of town while Cody moans about his problems over a glass or rather glasses of booze. Noah was internally disgusted at not only his surroundings but at the state his best friend was in. How could the lovable geek turn into a depressed alcoholic even if he only drank when a girl cut out his heart and stomped on it in her slutty stilettos.

Just once, Noah wished Cody would realize that he was right and the women he associated himself with were out to get him, but of course Cody's far too stubborn to notice such things. At first Cody thought Noah's meddling was out of jealously (it was) and that he didn't want Cody to be happy (all lies), but over time he began to recognize that Noah wanted the best for him even if it wasn't him. Izzy almost ruined their friendship with her constant schemes and plans to make NoCo happen when Cody wasn't ready or willing, thankfully Sierra came season three and Izzy stopped trying as hard while she didn't actually give up (or at least not then). Noah never thought that he'd appreciate Sierra coming and ruining Izzy's plans that he wouldn't admit he enjoyed, but he began to notice that Cody wasn't interested in him like that (if he was, he wasn't as interested as Noah) and Sierra's meddling and constant presence saved what was left of their friendship; she made the awkwardness dim ever-so-slightly.

Noah wanted to smack Cody upside the head and tell him point-blank that he should give up on perfect girls and girls who seemed too good to be true, because these girls only cause him pain; however he couldn't because deep down in his snarky, sarcastic heart he knew that it would kill Cody. Sure, he'd eventually understand (maybe) that Noah was right and he was wrong but would they still have a friendship at that point? Noah is a genius, and it's due to this that he knows when to spew the venom that drips from his tongue and when to hold the venom inside himself even though it hurts. Maybe one day Cody will think about the spark they had...no have, and he'll realize that Noah is always there for him and rarely judges him as harshly as he could. Noah is a genius; he knows that sometimes hoping for something that probably won't happen could destroy him , but for now he waits because maybe one day Cody will see.

Today is not that day, because step five just walked in. The only thing that can pull Cody from his depression is a new person to obsess over and shower will gifts, aka to love. This girl is wearing too much make-up to be attractive and the clothing she's wearing doesn't represent the fact that it's winter and snowing outside. She looks around the bar for Cody specifically, because she knows that he's recently single and she's determined to become the newest Cody Girl. Yes, they have a name...that's how many there have been over the years! Cody looks up from his glass and stares at this girl and frowns!? How strange, that never happens when he sees a beautiful girl staring at him. Usually, he makes his move, and soon he's in a relationship. All the data Noah has collected on this matter is enough to make him confused as Cody has never broken from the system. The girl walks towards the two and Noah has a strong inner desire to trip her and laugh as her slutty ass falls to the floor, that's normal friend behavior right? Cody speaks for the first time all night about the present rather than the past:

"Go away, I'm not interested. Oh and you really shouldn't wear something like that in a place like this, some of the people here have a thing for violence and girls who scream at them in terror…don't you watch the news?"

The girl and Noah were both shocked at Cody's harsh choice of words. The girl huffed and turned away towards the door to leave. Deep down Noah hoped she'd be picked up by a police car and taken in for prostitution, after all she does look the part. Cody was sad that's an accepted fact, but Noah could tell that he felt bad about lashing out at that girl.

"Cody don't worry about it; she looks like a whore and you were nice enough to warn her about what could happen. If I didn't know any better, I'd start to think that I'm rubbing off on you…"

"I was mean to her, what did she ever do to me? You know what Noah, I'm going to go and find her and apologize, she didn't deserve that."

"Nope, you're not leaving. Cody, you're going to stay here and finish your drink and forget about that girl. Sure, you weren't the happy soul you normally are, but who fucking cares? You're allowed to be upset and take it out on people every once in a while."

"Umm…I'm pretty sure that's the opposite of what you're supposed to do when you're upset, but whatever I don't care…it's cold outside and I don't really want to go find her. I hope she makes it home or wherever she going safely."

"Forget her Cody, I'm sure she'll find her street corner or lamppost just fine…"

"Lamppost? I haven't heard that one before heh-he…"

Noah rolled his eyes while Cody laughed far too much at something that wasn't that funny. Suddenly Cody stopped laughing and looked a Noah strangely, then he tilted his head and continued to look a Noah. Noah tried to focus on anything else in an effort to not blush as he often did when Cody stared at him for too long. Cody smiled and took another drink of whatever alcoholic beverage he fancied at the moment, and Noah merely stared.

"Cody, how long do you want me to wait to drive you home? You shouldn't drive yourself home, and I'm not going to let you. You're boarder-line wasted and I'd prefer if I didn't need to visit a hospital or morgue to confirm the identity of your body."

"Gee thanks Noah aren't you optimistic!"

"You're damn right I am, there's a chance that I wouldn't be able to identify you after you got in a car accident."

"Oh…"

"Hmm…I might've taken that a tad bit too far, my bad; but my point is still valid because you're border-line wasted and I'm not, so I'm driving."

"Ok then Noah, I'll finish my drink and we can leave."

"Fine by me; I just hope that your liver doesn't fail sometime before you reach the age of thirty. At the rate you frequent bars…"

"Enough Noah! I get it, you're always right and I'm always wrong. I can't pick a girl or hell anyone to keep around because I trust too easily and fall in love too quickly, but at least I try unlike you!"

Internally Noah debated officially telling Cody that he loved him, but then decided that this wasn't the right time to share that particular piece of news. Noah knows that Cody understands that at least on some level he cares for him, however the extent of said feelings was never discussed; it's always been the one taboo subject neither addressed. Noah took a deep breath and replied:

"You know what Cody, you're right; you fall in love easily with anyone that happens to walk by, but surely it's better to be miserable and alone than to constantly have your heart ripped out by people who don't deserve you…"

Cody was shocked at Noah's emotional outburst, but he didn't comment as he couldn't think of anything to say. He finished his drink while Noah sat next to him staring off into the distance with an expression that alternated between anger and regret perhaps even longing; Cody couldn't really tell in his intoxicated state.

"Umm…Noah I finished my drink, can you take me home now?"

"Yeah sure thing Cody, let's go."

"Hey Noah…"

"What?"

"Thanks for…"

"For what?"

"Thanks for being you and telling me the truth even if you knew it would hurt me. There aren't many people out there who care about me enough to tell me the truth; they'd rather sugarcoat everything and keep me in a perfect state of ignorant bliss. So thanks, for being the only person who cares enough to be honest with me, it means a lot to me."

"Yeah, no problem Cody, frankly I'm amazed you can speak so coherently in your present state. Shouldn't you be slurring you words and vomiting on everything that moves, while simultaneously telling everyone in sight how much you love them?"

Cody laughed and replied, "No man, I did that last week…I made out with a lamp and everything, Izzy lied it wasn't fun…it tasted like dust and bad ideas…"

"Ok then Cody that's more information than I honestly wanted to know, but whatever…hurry up it's freezing cold outside and I really enjoy the ability to feel my fingers and toes."

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming…everything is blurry and I really don't want to die or be run over by a car…"

"But you're not worried about dying after being hit by a car? That sounds off…"

"Well a few weeks ago a car hit me, but it's ok because I didn't die or anything , oh and the car is ok too…"

"Well isn't that just fan-flipping-tastic, I'm so glad that the car is ok!"

"Izzy shouldn't have been allowed to get a driver's license...it's just asking for something bad to happen."

"Oh, well if Izzy was involved, it's perfectly normal for someone to get hit…too bad though, that must have hurt."

"It did, but it's ok because I'm out with my favorite person in the whole wide world, my bestest friend and I'm totally drunk and when I wake up I probably won't remember anything that happened today."

"That is the goal of drinking away your troubles, well at least to my knowledge…did you seriously just use the word 'bestest'?"

"Yup, I did…got a problem with that?"

"Well, as far as I'm aware it isn't an actual word, but as you're not in the right state of mind, I'm going to be nice and not say something demeaning towards your apparent lack of intelligence."

"Gee thanks that's so considerate."

"You're welcome. I blame the dumb people, who aren't me, that you choose to spend your time with."

"Ok then…there's your car just take me home, so I can throw up and pass out on the floor somewhere in my apartment."

"If you say so, I wouldn't want to get in the way of your fun plans."

"Asshole…"

"You should be nice to me, I could leave you here to get home by yourself. However we are in the bad part of town and you could be attacked, so I'll let that slide…for now."

"Lovely, do you know where my apartment is, because I kind of forgot…oh look at the pretty sign it's sooooooo sparkly!"

"Umm…Cody did someone put something in your drink?"

"Nope, I just like sparkly things that's all…now take me home before I throw up in your car."

"You better not, or so help me, I'll kick your drunk ass out of my car and you can be attacked by strangers!"

"Well, being attacked by strangers has to be better than someone you know right?"

"Yeah, I suppose…"

"Well thanks Noah for being here for me, I know that you don't really want to be here…oh I think that where I live! Yay, success I still remember!"

"You're welcome Cody, and I'm glad you remembered where you live. Well good night and have fun throwing up!"

"That's cold dude, but I honestly don't care at this point…g'night Noah!"

"Umm…Cody d-do you want me to go in with you, you don't look that good..?"

"Nah, I should be ok but thanks!"

Cody got out of the car and headed inside, for some reason he felt strange and wished he could turn around and tell Noah that he did want him to come in, but Noah drove away before he could. He had too much to drink, it's probably the alcohol talking…yes that's it the alcohol is why he feels so strange.

Noah took a deep breath and drove away. He was stupid to think that Cody needed him; they're friends and drinking buddies not emotional…stupid, so stupid!

Well, what do you think? No seriously please review pretty, pretty please! I did the best I could to keep both Noah and Cody in character, if at any time they were OOC I apologize. I think that I might write other stories in this format if enough people seem to enjoy it, please let me know what you think (even if you hated it…the story, not NoCo). If you have any suggestions for a couple and a song to go with it, feel free to share; however I will not write something if you don't review this story…it's just rude to demand/suggest something and not comment on what you did and didn't like about it.

Ok I'm done now, thanks for reading….YOU'RE AWESOME!
x Kelsey