"Are You Tyler?"
Rated T
Summary: During a day at Target, Stan has bet Tyler he couldn't get a girl's number in under a minute. During one accidental run-in though, Tyler is about to prove Stan wrong.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with the shows "Dog With A Blog" or "Total Drama". Dog With A Blog and its characters are owned by Disney Channel and "Total Drama" and it's characters are owned by FreshTV and it's creators, Jennifer Pertsch and Tom McGillis. Anyway, this was a little idea that had been on my mind for quite some time and I want to try it out. This is a little drabble starring Tyler (the one from Dog With A Blog) and one of my favorites from "Total Drama"... well, you'd might know from obviously looking at the title, so enjoy!
It was a bright Saturday afternoon inside a Pasadena Target as Tyler James, professional womanizer and BMX bike rider, was busy walking down a bike section of the store with his faithful companion, Stan, who by the way spent an entitled hour inside just sniffing at other dog's butts for the fun of it. That of course, if he wasn't caught first without the other dog's owners knowing behind them. Luckily, that hadn't happened yet as Stan continued to walk casually behind Tyler like the creep that he was.
By then, Tyler and Stan was scrolling around the bike section of the store. While they decided to search there, Stan looked up to his male master with such curiosity that he couldn't quite figure out:
"Hey Tyler, I don't mean to be a bacon-smelling creep about this, but why are we here at the bike section?"
Groaning as hard as he could, Tyler looked down on him and replied, "Well Stan, if you really wanna know, I'm busy searching for a new practice bike because you allegedly peed on it. The urine got around on the gears and it forced me to crash unto an uncoming ditch. I had to stay in the hospital for a week!"
"Well excuse me for having to pee on your bike," Stan groaned out loudly before explaining, "I couldn't have anywhere to go since the fire hydrants around Pasadena have literally been taken!"
"Still, you could've held it until I've got out of the bathroom, Stan." Tyler replied, "I only had to be in there for a minute!"
"Oh, please… you can't even get a girl's phone number in a minute, let alone a whole 30 seconds without getting slapped." Stan smirked in a snarky way.
"Hey, I can so totally get a girl's phone number in under a minute!" Tyler exclaimed in front of his companion.
"Really?" smirked Stan yet again before replying with, "Well then, prove it then. I bet you that the next girl you see, you gotta ask her her phone number without being slapped in the face."
"Fine, I'll take you on your deal," Tyler said, shaking Stan's paw in return.
"Good luck, killer." Stan winked deviously, relishing the idea of Tyler failing to win a girl's only phone number.
Trying not to let Stan's cockiness rile him, Tyler optimismally responded, "Oh, believe me, luck is for losers, Stan. And if you don't believe me-"
He wouldn't get a chance to finish a question as all of a sudden…
*BUMP!*
He ended up bumping someone to the floor by accident, forcing Tyler to look down.
"Oh crud, I'm so sorry!" Tyler gasped in shock, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Although a feel a little funny." The figure, mostly female, said up to him.
"Here, let me help you up." He said, immediately picking the girl back up,
When he did though, Tyler immediately felt his jaw slack all the way down to the floor when he looked how gorgeous the woman was in his eyes. She had blonde hair, curvaceous red lips, blue bandana, a red bra which was covered by a brown tanktop, orange mini-skirt, cowboy boots and such big, yet cute blue eyes. She was a knockout by all means. And right now, Tyler found himself immediately knocked out by the incredible beauty of this woman.
Once he cleared his throat, Tyler immediately blushed as he spoke with calmness, "So I hope I didn't hurt you too bad."
"Oh, it's all right," The blonde nodded with a smile, "I kinda get stuff like this from my friend Hannah. She's so mean."
"Well, I can't blame you here. My sister Avery is just like that all the time." Tyler smirked in return, practically referring to her sister.
"I guess," The bombshell nodded again before introducing herself to Tyler, "Oh, by the way, I'm Lindsay. Are you Tyler?"
"Um, my name's Tyler. Yeah." The womanizer nodded right away.
And then, without any warning whatsoever, Tyler found his waist being wrapped around by Lindsay's slender arms while she squealed happily in delight, saying in gleeful passion:
"Yay, I found my boyfriend! EEEEEEEEEEE!"
Tyler found himself unbelievably stunned of what he had immediately done, even looking down at Stan, who just like Tyler, was immediately left with a very shocked impression knowing what Tyler had now gone through.
After the hug was over and done with, Lindsay smiled up to Tyler and said, "C'mon, Tyler, let's go get some frozen yogurt! My treat!"
Looking down at Lindsay with a smile of his own, Tyler then looked over to Stan and said, "Don't wait up for me."
Just like that, the two immediately left Target, therefore leaving an annoyed Stan inside.
"Hey Tyler, I said you were supposed to get her phone number, not get her frozen yogurt!" Stan shouted far away, "And how come you have a girlfriend with somebody you don't even know in under a minute?!"
He hoped that Tyler would hear, but unfortunately for Stan though, he was no longer around in the store. He was still stuck with Lindsay, who was right now wrapping her own arm around the bike-riding womanizer himself.
Stan immediately formed a very long groan at himself, saying with pure regret, "Well, that's pretty much the fifth time Tyler left me in here. Oh well, might as well sniff more butts while I'm at it."
Finally, Stan immediately walked away, possibly doing his business as possible without ever trying to forget the image of Tyler deserting him in the first place.
Hahahaha, that's so typical of Tyler. Let me tell ya something, he'll probably hit on anyone wearing a short skirt. Blake Michael would be proud, that's for sure. He definitely made Dog With A Blog real, and I will fight anyone on that claim.
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this short little fic, so read and review if you want. Anyway, now that's settle, let's break out the Oreos and some WWE 2K18. I need something to energize me after writing this.