Total Drama Reunion
AN: I know my readers are about ready to put me through a meat grinder by now, but my muse has been terrible lately and I just couldn't get this idea out of my head. So I did the only thing I could, I wrote it out in hopes of exercising it. There will be a few parings here and there, though I will avoid any use of OC's in this with one tiny exception. Hope it's not too bad, I've only written one fic with Chris and it's on another profile, I've never really written anything for the others so bear with me while I try to get their characters down. As for why I've been away so long, I'll go into that on my other series.
There will be parrings of course, but you'll have to wait to see them, most should be easy enough to spot though.
I do not own Total Drama, if I did, things would have been very different during World Tour.
"Welcome viewers, that's right, I'm back, your favorite host Chris McLean is here today with a few familiar faces. Ten years have passed since most of our former contestants parted ways. Today, our motley little crew will be returning to where it all started, Camp Wawanakwa, for the first time on national television."
Chris grinned as the camera panned back to reveal the still (though perhaps now even more) rundown summer camp.
"Who has succeeded? Who has failed? What has happened to our campers since that faithful summer adventure? All these questions and more will be answered today on,"
"Total,"
"Drama,"
"Reunion!"
*cue classic opening*
"Well, I'm sure everyone's eager to be here again-"
"We're only here because of those stupid contracts and you know it!" one of the (very) few surviving interns cut in.
Chris chuckled. Through the miracle of modern technology (and massive amounts of money from endorsements) he hadn't aged a day since Reloaded went under.
"Hey, not my fault you didn't read the contracts when you signed them ten years ago," Chris defended with a knowing smirk before he continued. "I figured that it would be kinda cool if we were reintroduced to our former campers the same way we first met them"
Almost on cue a small white speedboat pulled up to the Dock of Shame, depositing it single passenger before speeding off.
Its passenger was a short young woman with shoulder length brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail. Wearing a dark red long sleeve shirt and jeans, she was fairly common and all around ordinary in appearance. The only thing that really made her stand out was the thin wire rim glasses she wore.
"Well well well, long time no see Beth."
To his surprise the young woman calmly approached him before seizing him into a tight hug.
"Hey HEY! Cant breath here!" Chris choked before he was released and the young woman blushed.
"Sorry about that," she apologized before walking to the end of the doc, causing Chris to smile and chuckle before clutching his side in pain.
"Geeze, farm girl got some muscle now," he half joked as the second boat pulled off.
This time the deposited passenger was a tall and very well built dark skinned young man wearing a pair of black jeans and a black sleeveless vest. His hair was unseen, hidden from view by the red beanie cap he wore.
Unlike with the previous contestant, Chris frowned at this one as he approached.
"You did read the terms of conduct right? No-"
"Yeah yeah, I know, no advertisements and no charged political statements," the young man replied before brushing past the former host with a snort of annoyance.
"DJ?"
Turning, it took a few moments for the face to register in the young mans mind.
"Beth? Wow you've grown girl, how've you been?"
"Hey hey hey, save it for after everyone has arrived, we only have so much film guys we're on a pretty tight budget here," Chris warned.
The two rolled their eyes as the third boat pulled away.
This time the person was a pale, fairly tall thin young woman with thick dark hair that reached halfway down her back. She wore a thin black turtleneck and faded jeans. The odd mix match of clothing was completed with a pair of thick black combat boots.
"Stillll semi alive and kicking I see, good to have you back Gwen," Chris greeted.
"Go jump in a lake," she replied without missing a beat as she joined the other former campers.
"Sheesh, tough crowd," Chris muttered before grinning as the next boat dropped off its passenger.
"Woah Chris my man, how's it hanging dude!"
The former hosts grin widened at the familiar voice.
"Things been hanging just fine ma-man," Chris respond as the tall blond form of Geoff emerged from inside the small boat. Still wearing his iconic cowboy hat, shorts, and sandals, the only difference from his original appearance was the blue and green vest he now wore in place of his old pink one. He was a little taller and a bit thicker, but over all he was almost identical to ten years ago.
Bumping knuckles with DJ, he nodded to Gwen and Beth as he took his spot.
"Hey guys, remember little ol me?"
Time seemed to slow to a stop as the next former camper stepped onto the dock.
The blond bombshell of Total Drama had been nothing but pampered by time it seemed. Wearing a bright yellow halter top and hip hugger jeans, she had apparently exchanged her boots for a rather plain pair of sandals. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a twisted braid that reached her waist.
DJ blinked in surprise while Geoff and Chris felt their jaws break through the old wooden dock. Gwen merely raised an eyebrow and Beth waved as Lindsay giggled at the boys reactions.
"Some things never change I see."
Everyone's heads snapped to the end of the dock as the next former camper stepped off her boat.
Waist length black hair and cold grey eyes scanned over the group as their owner crossed her arms and wore a smug grin. There was no doubt about it, though her face was now thinner and her body more curved than ten years prior, the voice was unmistakable. Clad in kaki shorts and a white shirtsleeve shirt covered by a denim jacket, the queen of Total Drama had returned.
"Heather, did not expect to see you here," Chris teased as the former queen made her way to the others.
"What? And miss the chance to see all my old friends again?" Heather shot back causing the host to feign a wince.
As she passed the others, she stopped in front of Gwen and smirked.
"Well well, look who we have here."
Gwen ignored her old rival until the Asian lost interest and took her place on the opposite side of the dock with her patented bored brooding expression back in place.
The growing group of old friends and foes were surprised when the next boats passenger stepped off.
Black combat boots, camo pants and a black tee shirt wearing clean shaven young man nodded in their direction. The only identifiable trait he wore was a now black mohawk. The piercings, dog collar, sagging pants, all of them were gone without a trace.
"What?" he asked half accusingly.
"Duncan…dude…you look…normal," Geoff's response was somewhere between surprised and frightened.
Shrugging his shoulders Duncan knuckle bumped a stunned Chris before making his way to the others, snorting when Gwen looked away from him.
"HERE IT GOES, YAHOO!"
Snapped out of their stupor, everyone looked up to see a familiar figure coming in on a pair of water skis.
"Five bucks says he crashes again," Geoff muttered, confused at why Beth and Lindsay both giggled.
Jumping from the water the young man managed to land on the edge of the dock perfectly without slamming into it.
Before he promptly fell backwards into the lake half a second later.
"Oh no, Tyler, are you alright!" Lindsay called out as she and Beth ran for the edge of the pier to pull out the still apparently klutzy athlete.
To their (and everyone else's) surprise the soaking wet red white and blue sweat suit clad figure hoisted itself up onto the dock with ease.
"Daah man, I practiced that stunt for two months," Tyler moaned in disappointment.
"That's ok Tyler, you don't have to impress anyone," Lindsay cooed as she helped her lovable klutz jock to his feet.
"You alright?" Beth asked, surprising several of the gathered group for the second time.
"Yeah, I'm alright B, just a bump," he joked tapping the goose egg forming on his forehead.
"Wow dude, almost though you had that one," Chris chimed in, shaking hands with the jock as he hobbled to the back of the dock leaning against Lindsay for support.
"You and me both," he muttered shaking his head.
When the next boat arrived, most of the guys assembled couldn't help but laugh at the newest returning member of the old group.
"Dude, WHAT is that thing growing on your face," Duncan managed between his gasping laughter before dropping to his knees and clutching his sides.
Ignoring the barbed comment, the tall skinny figure of Harold bristled. His glasses were smaller, but that was about the only thing that had changed. Ankle high socks, tan cargo pants and a blue shirt, it was almost a carbon copy of the scrawny nerd from ten years before.
"I wanted to make sure you guys knew who I was, gosh."
Pausing, he shook hands with Chris before turning to the others with an annoyed glare.
"And for your information, it's called a mustache."
The effect was several more snorts of laughter from the guys and giggles from the girls.
By the time the group managed to stop their laughing the next boat was already pulling away.
"Wow," Beth whispered, not noticing Gwen's own surprised expression.
"Elvis has entered the building," Duncan grunted at seeing Gwen's hanging jaw.
Washed out jeans and a thick brown leather jacket outlined by a head full of black hair, Trent looked the part of a stereotypical musician punk. His face however, didn't.
Rather than scowling or feigning indifference he was smiling warmly as he nodded towards Duncan, DJ and Geoff before turning his attention to Gwen.
With only a raised eyebrow and a smirk he then turned to the former host.
"Glad to see you could take a little time out of your schedule to join us," Chris offered as the two shook hands.
"Eh, it was nothing really. We don't get that many big gigs anymore," he replied before taking up a spot next to Geoff and DJ.
"Trent…what happened to you? You're…hot," Beth said just a little too loudly.
Chuckling, the guitarist shook his head without saying anything. Though he did notice Gwen's fixated expression and frowned.
"Hello everyone! Did you miss me?"
The happy quite atmosphere was shattered by the loud shrill voice of a certain purple haired fangirl.
"Oh god, SHES here?" Heather asked face palming.
"Wait a minute; Bridgette was supposed to be next wasn't she?" Chris asked, obviously confused by what was happening as he had specifically set things up for her to be the last one for a reason.
Yes, it had been ten years, and no it hadn't been his money, but he was still ticked off about the plane incident.
The tall dark skinned purplenette leapt from the bow of her boat and landed on the dock with a thud.
"She was, but she asked me to switch places," she replied happily as she rose from her crouch to her full height, which was now more than a head taller than Chris.
No one knew what to expect from her, but it certainly wasn't what happened next.
Ignoring Chris completely, she quickly made her way to Geoff and enveloped him in a bone crushing hug.
"OH CONG-"
"SSHH!"
Before the words could leave her mouth, the party animal broke free of her hug and clamped one hand over her mouth giving her a warning look.
'Don't' he mouthed before releasing her.
Now everyone was both surprised and confused. Geoff looked sheepish and apologetic but said nothing while Serria was all smiles and giggles.
The former (and for life) Amazon was wearing a dark green short sleeve shirt and jeans. Her infamous purple hair had reached its former length and then some. The girls noticed the absence of her locket while the guys couldn't help but notice her more athletic build with unease.
The next boat arrived and quickly left as its passenger was forcibly shoved onto the dock by several interns who had to prevent him from re-boarding the ship as it took off.
"Lousy interns, I hope they stick around long enough to end up like the rest did," the young man muttered as he dusted himself off.
"Noah, so glad to see you could join us," Chris joked as he flashed a wide grin.
"Let me be perfectly clear about this. I never joined this; I was KIDNAPPED by your goon squad of interns at my book signing."
Wearing a now ruffled sweater vest and casual slacks, the genius glared at Chris before moving towards the others, doing his best to ignore them.
Harold was counting off on his fingertips and smiled when he finished just as the next boat pulled up.
"Hey yall, LeShawna is in the house!"
Before she could even step off the boat Harold was waiting with an outstretched hand and down on one knee.
"Milady."
The guys groaned while the girls awed as the skinny young man helped the large and in charge sista onto the dock with a beaming smile.
"Awe, thank you ginger snap," she thanked him as they made their way to the others, high fiving Chris as she passed him.
"LeShawna!"
Caught off guard, the larger woman was knocked off balance by the rail thin projectile that slammed into her and flat onto her back.
"Whoa there white girl, don't knock me in the lake I just got this perm," she teased Lindsay as the blond hugged her tighter.
"Its soo good to see you again!"
LeShawna smiled as she returned the hug to her old friend.
"Good to see you again too."
"LaShawna? EEEEEEE"
Everyone cringed as an all too familiar ear splitting squeal pieced through the air.
"Aw crap, the dolphins are here already," Duncan muttered as he (along with everyone else) plugged their ears.
"LaShawna! It's so good to see you again!" Katie cried happily.
"I know! I was just thinking the same thing!" Sadie readily agreed as the duo helped the two downed women up.
The two were still wearing matching clothing, only this time it was matching referee uniforms. Katie was still thin as a bean poll but her shorts revealed a noticeable amount of leg muscle. Sadie on the other hand had lost some weight and now wore her hair in a single ponytail. The two still wore matching smiles and seemed to move with an eerie symmetry however.
"Hey ya'll, what's up?"
Everyone nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard that voice calling from behind them.
"Wow, talk about a coincidence, I honestly didn't plan that one," Chris stated only half surprised.
"Eh homes, I got you're coffee, just the way you like it."
Everyone stepped aside to reveal an oddly well polished Ezekiel almost identically dressed as Chris. The only difference being his ever present cap still in place.
"Uh, last I saw, you were a hairless burnt little pile of road kill who owed me a million dollars, how are you even walking?" Heather asked finally breaking the silence.
"Oh that? It wasn't nothing. Just took a little time to heal up, ma and pa know all about burns. I was walking fine in just a year," he answered as though it really was just that simple.
"Why is he-" before Harold could finish the question Chris cut it.
"It'll all be explained after everyone gets here," Chris answered with his normal 'I win you lose' cocky smirk.
Another boat pulled up to the dock dropping off yet another familiar face, one that immediately set off a preordained reaction.
"Codykins!"
And as everyone else had predicted, he was quickly intercepted by a one hundred and thirty pound purple haired projectile.
While no one was surprised to see the fangirll glomp tackle the object of her affections to the dock, they were surprised when they saw that the only thing she did was pull him into a bone crushing hug.
"G-goOd to sEE yoU to SerRia…choking, can't breath!" the geek managed between breaths.
Releasing her childhood idol she giggled and helped him to his feet before giving him another, though far more normal strength hug.
The geek had grown taller much like the others, still thin but far less boyish than he had been ten years ago. He wore a pair of plain jeans and a long sleeve dark blue and green striped shirt. His smile revealing the ever present gap in his front teeth, he had changed the least out of those present not counting Chris.
Nodding to Chris he shook the older mans hand before walking towards them with an oddly quiet Sierra. Shaking hands with Trent and Harold, the three former members of the 'Drama Brothers' grinned.
At least until he saw Gwen.
Chris and several of the others were actually watching very intently as the geek waved to his one time crush, and frowned when that was it.
Especially Chris who now owed Chef twenty bucks.
The next boat's passenger leapt to the dock before it could stop, shaking the ancient wooden pier with the force of an earthquake as she landed in a kneel.
"Well well well, if it isn't my old friends," the person hissed as she rose from her crouch to her full height looking every bit the part of the Terminator. While she hadn't grown much taller, the woman had obviously bulked up since they had last seen her. Wearing only a black tank top and jogging shorts, her short hair was pulled back into a small bun.
"Eva, good to see you again, nice finisher on last weeks match by the way," Chris congratulated with a ghosting jab.
The woman ignored him as she made her way to the opposite side of the dock, brushing by the others without so much as a glance. She did shake Noah's hand however but her face remained as stoic as ever.
Several uncomfortable moments of silence passed before the next boat arrived and deposited its passenger, a familiar (and unlike the previous) welcome face.
"Owen my man, what is up dude!" Geoff called out as the giant stepped off his boat.
Chuckling, the giant quickly made his way to the group and pulled the majority of them (all but Eva and Ezekiel) into a tight hug.
"GUYS! I missed you so much!"
Cody, Heather, Gwen, Noah and Harold were quickly turning blue from a lack of oxygen but no one seemed to mind. The former champion of TDI's jovial mood was contagious.
"Good….to…see…you…too..chubby buddy," Noah managed before Owen realized what he was doing and released them.
He was still huge, by far the biggest person any of them had ever met. But unlike ten years ago it wasn't all fat if his hug was anything to go by. He wore an identical shirt to the one he had worn ten years prior, a crisp white shirt with the Canadian maple leaf proudly displayed across his broad chest. His face was leaner and he was less round in shape, more toned out. The other thing everyone noticed was that he had grown out his hair quite a bit since they last saw him.
Turning, he quickly pulled Chris into a headlock and shocked everyone when he gave their former tormentor a noogie.
On live, international television.
"Courtesy of the Screaming Gophers!" he cheered, only releasing the host when his hair looked like a birds nest.
"Hey hey hey watch the hair!" the host pleaded (and was ignored) much to the amusement and delight of the others.
Moving back towards his one time fellow campers he chuckled before taking his place on the Dock of Shame.
Several of the more trivia savvy members watched nervously as the next boat arrived. Since Chris had them arriving in the same order as they had the first season, they knew who was supposed to be arriving next, and none were exactly looking forward to it.
Coming to a complete stop, nothing happened for several moments until an all too recognizable face emerged.
Having grown several inches and filled out very nicely since ten years ago it took a moment for the fact of just who it was to click in several of the male's minds.
When it did however, one particular camper cursed under his breath.
Geoff shook his head sympathetically for his friend knowing exactly what must have been going through his mind.
Standing before them wearing sandals, shorts, and a dark short sleeve shirt was what most males would have called a goddess. Her hair was much shorter than it had been, trimmed into an immaculate bobble cut with short bangs, the only part of her that was even close to what they remembered was the scowl she was wearing.
It had become much more intense.
Chris coughed into his hand as Courtney ignored him and the others as she moved across the pier. Cody and Harold both shivered when she passed them, feeling the air temperature itself lowering to the point they would have sworn they saw ice form on the water.
Fortunately a distraction was blowing in the wind for the campers as the next boat arrived.
Aside from Eva, Courtney and Gwen, the other girls could feel themselves swooning as Justin once again stood proudly on the bow of his ship as it came into port.
"Hey guys."
Noah and Eva scowled as the former heart throb's personal theme song started playing while Cody looked around the dock trying to figure out where the music was even coming from in the first place.
"Justin, good to see you man," Chris grinned as the two shook hands.
"Same to you Chris, thanks for helping me get that contract."
"Hey no problem dude, I knew you were gold. I'm just glad to see my little investment paid off so well," the former host admitted as the hunk moved towards the others. Hearing several pairs of knuckles cracking he quickly distanced himself from Eva by placing Courtney between them. This however only put him in the middle of four heated glares courtesy of Trent, Cody, Harold and Sierra.
Which of course only caused Chris to grin at the camera.
"Looks like someone's been holding a grudge," he 'whispered' while thumbing towards the former Drama Brothers.
When close to two minutes passed without another boat appearing Chris fished out his trusted cell phone, but before he could finish dialing the producers to find out what happened to the others he got his answer.
"Look out below!"
Eyes pulled skyward, the campers were greeted by the sight of a large green parachute descending towards them.
"Izzy!" both Owen and Noah called out as the fiery redhead came into view.
When she was about fifteen or so feet above them she pulled herself out of her parachute and dropped like a stone landing perfectly on Owen's large shoulder.
"Ow!"
Holding her chest with one arm while the other was wrapped around her friend's neck to keep herself form falling, the redhead groaned.
"Big O, that was like landing on a bolder, what happened to my favorite cushion?" she whined as Owen chuckled.
"Sorry Izzy, if I had known you were going to do that I would have caught you," he assured her.
"If you had known she was going to do that, she wouldn't be Izzy," Noah pointed out with a smirk as his friend jumped down from her perch and glomp tackled him.
"Noah! Izzy missed you as much as she did Big O!"
The two separated as Eva approached the slim woman and held out her hand. Her scowl was still in place but it had lessened somewhat.
"Aw, Izzy missed you too Eva," she cheered before gripping the larger woman's hand and pulling her into a fierce hug.
"Izzy…how did you find us?" Chris asked with a surprisingly annoyed tone. She had been the only contestant he hadn't sent a notice out to.
"Oh, well Izzy was at Noah's book signing when your interns grabbed him. So Izzy followed the evil kidnappers until they got on a boat. Good thing this hadn't expired yet huh?" Izzy asked as she held out her piloting license.
"Wait a minute, if you were flying here, what happened to your plane?" Gwen asked, remembering how the woman had never exactly been on the ball so to speak.
Blinking in confusion, the redhead pulled her green belly shirt back down (as it had rolled up between her various glomps and hugs) and smoothed out her denim skirt before tapping her chin in through.
"That's a good question actually…Izzy doesn't kno-"
A loud crash followed by an explosion answered her question.
"Not the trailer! NOO!"
The voice was familiar, one that had haunted several of the campers since they parted ways.
"Is that… Blaineley?" Owen asked hopefully as the others tried to find the source of the voice.
"CHRIS!"
Smirking, the former host held up one hand and started counting down from five. Just as his pinky retracted the irate faux blond was seen storming down the Dock of Shame.
"Yes co-host Mildred?" Chris asked, enjoying the rare opportunity he was being given.
"This has YOUR stench all over it, what did you do?" She demanded as she shoved her way through the contestants and made her way to the former host.
"Actually, nothing, that was all Izzy's doing hehe, good one Iz, couldn't have planned better myself," he managed between laughs as the blond seethed.
"Wow, you look older in person than you do on TV," Lindsay cut in as she poked the woman's exposed shoulder. She had (somehow) managed to squeeze into a dress similar to the one she wore in her World Tour appearance only it was a darker whine red and lower cut in the back.
"Yeah, I know! You can totally see she has grey roots," Sadie added.
"And her nails look-" Katie never finished what she was saying as she found a thin hand tightly gripping her by the neck.
"What about my nails?" she demanded.
"N-nothing!" Katie whimpered as everyone backed away from the now thoroughly pissed off older woman.
"Now now, you know you can't go hurting our guests on international television," another dreaded voice spoke up as its owner pried the woman's hand from the younger's throat.
"Alejandro," most of the female (and half the male) former campers growled.
Like the others, he too had grown, not much but enough that he was still one of the taller individuals present. Wearing a matching whine red vest with dark jeans and boots, he was still intimidating, even more so with the addition of the long scar that ran down the front of his face. From his brow, it ran down over his right eye and came all the way down to his cheek.
"Play nice, you can hurt them during the interviews," he pointed out and apparently succeeded in calming down the cougar.
As the others tried to figure out what was going on, Geoff smiled and walked to the end of the dock as one final boat approached.
"Hey everyone."
While not as loud as most of the others, the voice carried a familiar warmth that few could forget.
Like Courtney, Bridgette had been treated very well by the last few years. Her slim build only showed off her now not so subtle curves. Her snug fit jeans showed her toned but not overly muscular legs. They noticed the red and white lifeguard jacket she was wearing but one for an instant.
What caught everyone's attention was the small blue bundle of cloth she was holding. Geoff wrapped one arm around her shoulders as the two approached Chris with matching smiles.
"Chris, meet Christina," Bridgette announced as she turned to allow the former host to see just what it was she was carrying.
Gwen pretty much summed up everyone's thoughts with one word.
"Woah"
The small bundle moved as Bridgette pulled back what looked like a small sky blue hoodie with her free hand.
Blue eyes, blond hair, and a toothless smile that stretched across her cheeks, there was no mistaken just who the child was.
"He he he he, surprise surprise huh? Caught me off guard too," Chef Hatchet admitted as he exited the boat Bridgette had arrived in and slapped his long time friend across the back.
By this time most of the females within the group had congregated around the couple and their bundle of joy, mainly around said bundle as Bridgette held it out towards Chris.
Accepting the tiny package, Chris raised an eyebrow.
"Christina huh? Interesting choice for a name."
Bridgette and Geoff exchanged glances and smiles before answering the unspoken question.
"Well, like, since we only meet because of you," Geoff started.
"We thought it was only fair," Bridgette finished.
"Awww she's so cute!" Lindsay cooed as she lifted the infant's hand with one finger.
"OW!"
That it quickly squeezed with an iron grip.
"Congratulations dude," DJ put one arm around his old friends shoulder and held up a waiting fist that was quickly met with the former party animals own.
Katie and Sadie predictably squealed but for once the others didn't seem to notice it.
"How old is she Bridgey?" Beth asked causing the surfer to shake her head at the old nickname.
"Five weeks this Friday," she answered, watching closely as Heather moved towards Chris. She didn't think Heather would actually try anything, but old habits died hard.
The former queen bee simply stared for a few moments before nodding.
"Not bad Surfer girl, though I'm surprised you can still fit on a surf board."
It was true Heather fashion to insult a new mom, but the barb had no venom to it for once and was more teasing in nature than hurtful.
"Oh man, don't even get me started, Bridge made me drag her exercise bike into her room the day after our little shila was born," Geoff moaned.
"Geoff!"
"What? Do you have any idea how heavy that thing is? I had to carry it up sixteen flights of stairs," he defended.
Two bright flashes followed by two eager squeals broke up the miniature argument before it could gain any momentum.
"I'm going to be the first to let the world know about this!" both Sierra and Blaineley shouted before glairing at each other.
"I have connections with every major media outlet known to man, you haven't got a prayer Fanzilla," Blaineley taunted as she ran back up the Dock of Shame towards the camp.
Sierra only snorted in response.
"Wireless modem cell phone and Facebook as my homepage, I win Mildred," Sierra replied to herself calmly before blowing a raspberry as she uploaded the photo along with a short text message that was sent to her friends list.
Every registered Facebook user on earth aside from Chris.
"Aw, I think she's trying to say something," Lindsay exclaimed as the infants mouth quickly opened and closed several times.
Geoff, Bridgette and DJ, who actually had experience with infants knew otherwise.
Apparently Heather did as well.
"Hit the deck!" she shouted pulling the nearest object she could grab in front of herself as a shield.
Said object was a very stunned Justine.
With a loud wretch, a precision fountain of vomit fired from the infants mouth hitting Chris and Justin both.
"What do you know, like mother like daughter," Duncan joked as Justin remained frozen in shock as the baby vomit dripped from his new shirt.
Chris however surprised the group when he started laughing.
"Well, that just boosted our ratings by three fold," he said as he handed the now giggling bundle of joy back to its not (very) embarrassed parents.
Wiping off his face, Chris turned towards the closest camera with his ever present grin.
"Not bad huh? And there's more to come, interviews and questions sent in by our viewers and fans from around the globe, but only here on,"
"Total"
"Drama"
"Reunion!"
AN: I know this was a bit short for my usual work, but I have this planned out to go a certain way. It's going to flip back and forth between 'on air' show and 'off air' material. So next chapter will be the campers 'off the air' interactions. Please review, and yes I'm looking for questions to the characters so the more you guys give the better I can make this be.
Updates will be like the rest of my work, sporadic and whenever I can get around to them. I'll try to answer reviews as quickly as I can, usually the weekends are when I have the most free time. And to my loyal readers, I have NOT given up on ANY of my works, I just need to work on something different for awhile, rest assured that none of my work has been discontinued.
Till next time, Ja Ne!