Forever
I LOVE the new kids of Pahkitew Island! I can't decide who's my favorite character (anyone who's not Sugar.) Anyway, my favorite shipping for this season is definitely Max and Scarlett. They're hilarious together! So I'm writing a fanfiction about them in Scarlett's viewpoint. This is after Pahkitew Island, so if you for some reason haven't seen all the episodes yet, there will be spoilers. So enjoy this as much as I'll enjoy writing it!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama series or any of it's characters. I am sad about that.
Chapter 1 - Happy Flappy's Fun Time Reform School for the Giftedly Evil and Mentally Deranged
Hate is a strong word, but I really really really don't like you!
I can't honestly say that I was very pleased when I was kicked off the inane show that is Total Drama. It annoyed me to no end that a bunch of ignoramouses could foil me like they did. But what really did it for me was when Chris stuffed Max into the cannon with me. I really don't like that guy (Max, that is.) I should say, it bordered on pure hatred. But there was one good thing: I would never have to see any of them (especially Max) ever again.
But when I got home, (my former look fully restored, I didn't want to look crazy, or anything,) I found something quite shocking waiting for me. Apparently the government had seen my performance on TV, when I was going to steal the million dollars and blow up the island. I personally didn't know what the big deal was. I was pretty sure that many before me had threatened to blow up Chris and his show, (didn't Heather do that during season four, or something?) But the government would hear none of it. So they arrested me and, because I was a minor, and therefor could not be tried as an adult, was sent off to juvie. But it was not just any juvie. Oh no, it was much, much, much worse.
I was in the back of a heavily armored police car with my few things in a bag by my side. Before I had left, the mounties had to check what I had brought to make sure I had not brought anything to use to try to escape. Inside, I was laughing. I could use much less than what I brought to build a fully functioning robot! I did not need simple tools to help me. But they still had to search me, and then they but me in the back of the car. Then we drove off. I would most likely not see my parents again for quite some time. I found myself only slightly saddened by this fact.
A few hours after we departed, we arrived at the Juvinile Detention Center. Only it wasn't that at all. What I observed was a strangely colorful building that looked as though it had been designed by three year old children. There was a very large sign over the gate that spelled out (in a rather juvinile font, I might add,) the name of the establishment. I stared at it, because I was not quite sure if my eyes were working properly, or if the odd angle at which the light was reflecting off the sign was playing a trick on me, so I adjusted my view. But it still said the same thing. In big pink, orange,and yellow letters.
Happy Flappy's Fun Time Reform School for the Giftedly Evil and Mentally Deranged. I am not kidding you on that. This is honestly what the establishment was called. I groaned inwardly to myself. I think I would have rather have gone to jail. The men lead me inside and I was greeted by the colorful insanity that the interior of the facility offered. I'm not quite sure how to describe all of the doors, the stairs, the corridors, the people that were just every where. It was madness.
I didn't get much of a chance to take in all of this when a man who looked as though he had desperately wanted to be reincarnated as a clown popped up right in my face (and out of no where, I might add.)
"Why hello there, young lady!" the man greeted, "You must be Scarlett, our newest happy student! I'm Happy Flappy, the headmaster of this establishment!"
I looked the man up and down, studying him carefully. The man was aproximently 5'8" with a medium build, but rather round middle and stocky legs. His hair was bushy and tightly curled, as though he couldn't decide what hairstyle he wanted. The hair was brownish red, and his eyes were blue. He wore a pinstripe suit that did not look right at all on him, it was so tacky and gaudy. He wore a smile with teeth so bright, it might blind people.
"Happy Flappy," as he called himself smiled at me. "I think you'll find your time here at HFFTRSGEMD to be a valuable learning experiance!" he said.
I could grunt with contempt. Flappy nodded at the police men who had been escorting me. "You may leave now, gentlemen," he ordered, cheerily, "The first step to healing a broken mind is to show her that I trust her."
The police nodded and left. I regretted their leaving; I was quite uncomfortable with this Happy Flappy man.
"I do not have a broken mind," I told Flappy, "I simply had a mental break, that caused me to loose my head temperarily. Presently I am fine, and do not need to stay here."
Flappy laughed. "Ok, Scarlett!" he giggled, "Whatever you say! While you're figuring that out, allow me to show you to your room!" He clapped his hands and turned on his heels. I supposed he wanted me to follow him. I sighed with resentment, picked up my bag and strode after him.
He led me down some completely random corridor that didn't appear to actually lead to any room that would be fit to live in. I suddenly noticed that all of the windows, including ones on doors, had bars on them. No doubt that they were there to keep students from escaping. I briefly wondered what the bars were made of, in the case that I had to make a hasty escape plan. (I kid, of course. It wouldn't be hasty.)
Eventually we reached what I suppose were supposed to be the dorm rooms. We stopped in front of of a door that was labled with the numbers 626. Flappy dug into his ugly suit and produced a key which he used to unlock the door, and led me inside. There was an average sized living room that led to four bedrooms. There was a bathroom just inside the room, and some living room furniture, and that was about it. There was no kitchen (not even a small one,) a single room that also had bars on it, and no decorations or ambiance at all. I set my stuff down and turned to Flappy, awaiting an explanation.
"So! Here you are! Your new home!" Flappy explained, looking at the room with deepest pride, "There will be three meals a day, which you will report to promptly at the sound of the gong. Oh, and feel free to decorate your room however you wish. And you'll have three room mates. We don't believe in gender bias here at HFFTRSGEMD, so there'll be two boys and a girl staying with you. They should be here already, but it looks like they're out at the moment. You'll find a schedule on your bed of your classes and free time, so be sure to take a while to read that over. Is there anything else?" He thought for a moment. "Oh yes! Be sure to stop by my office later to sign up for mandatory therapy!"
"Therapy?!" I repeated, "I don't need therapy!"
"Of course you do!" Flappy laughed, "Otherwise you wouldn't be here! There's a map on the wall over there of how to get to my office from here. Welp, I'll leave you to get unpacked."
He did that annoying clapping and turning on the heel thing and left me. I sighed with deep resentment. Something about that guy irked me, but I didn't quite know what. I guess it didn't matter, as I was going to be here for quite some time, I had better get used to him. I went into the only room that didn't look occupied and set my bag down on the bed. Then I took a moment to study my surroundings.
The room was a standard room with a small twin bed, a wardrobe, and a desk. Not much to look at. The colors of the room, and living room, were quite contasting to the bright color palate of the outside, as they were dull grey and brown. As I unpacked, I heard the door open and my new room mates entered. Well, two of them did.
"Hey, girl! What's up?" came a valley girl-like accent. I turned to look at the new comers who were standing in the doorway.
The girl was tall and blond and didn't look like she was evil or insane at all. In fact, she looked quite like your typical high school cheerleader. The guy standing next to her was also quite tall and was also very muscular and wore his hair in a style that hadn't been seen since the fifties. The way they held hands and their posture easily told me that they were dating. It was quite transparent.
"You must be the new girl!" cheerleader girl continued, "My name's Stephanie Rose Alexandra, but you can just like, call me Steph. And this is like, my boyfirend Tom."
I blinked at them. "Really?" I asked, "Just Tom?"
"Yeah," Tom growled, cracking his knuckles, "Got a problem with that?"
"Not at all," I said hastily.
"So, like, what's your name?" Stephanie asked me.
"Uh, my name is Scarlett," I replied, keeping a cautious eye on Tom.
"Cool!" Stephanie exclaimed, "So yeah! Welcome to Room 626! Yay! There's like, another little dude staying with us, but I don't know where he went."
"Is there?" I said, feigning intrest as I turned back to unpacking.
"Yeah," Tom answered, "He got here a few hours before you did. He's a weird little fella. Short, kinda stumpy, with purple hair."
I stopped moving. My breath caught in my throat and my heart pounded. "And what is the boy's name?" I asked slowly.
"Oh, what was it?" Stephanie wondered, "It was like, something short and sweet. What was it? Bob? Rob? Zach? Oh! I remember it was-"
"Scarlett?" a familiar voice that haunts my nightmares sounded, "Is that you? Boy, what a coincidence that we would both end up here! It must be destiny for you to be my sidekick!"
I turned around slowly, dreading who I was going to see, hoping that maybe I was dreaming. But I wasn't. He had found me again. I would never escape him, it seemed. I couldn't escape him, even here.
It was Max.
Heh heh, poor Scarlett. You just can't escape your destiny!
Wow! This first chapter was a lot longer than I normally make chapters! That's good, because they're usually really short. Hope I didn't bore you too much at the begining! Just had to get some explaining out of the way! Tune in next time to see how Scarlett reacts to her "old friend" Max! Heh heh...