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Jack and Sam finish registering and step out into the main hall of the convention. Jack is wearing a long Red coat, a black shirt and matching pants with white gloves, and a blond wig, which he scratched at constantly "Did you pick out the itchiest wig in existence because it was cheep or because you knew I'd be the one wearing it?" he asked Sam, who was wearing a large suit of grey armor, with bits of cloth, leather, plastic and other materials to make it look real.
"A bit of both actually, I meant for Garry to wear the Ed suit since he's even shorter than you, despite being as old as me." Sam answered, though his voice was muffled a bit by the helmet.
Jack sighed "You and your friends. Well, despite being uncomfortable, you did an excellent job on the costumes."
Sam nods "Thanks dude. Like I said it took me a while to put these together, but the end result was well worth it."
Jack nods "Yeah. So, I guess we need to go find Harold then."
Sam smirks under his costume and holds up a copy of the event schedule "Actually he's got a Q&A panel at three, we've got plenty of time."
Jack blinked "Buh, guh, WAIT! If you knew he had a panel at three then why the heck did you insist on getting here at" he checks his cell pone "Noon!"
Sam shrugged "I wanted to browse the merch room, take some pics and sign up early for the cosplay contest."
Jack looks like he's about ready to put a fist through Sam's armor, but just turns away "I'm getting something to drink. I'll meet you at Harold's panel. Okay with you? Great, see ya later." he said as he stomped off deeper into the hall, not waiting for Sam's reply.
Sam blinked in confusion "What did I say?"
"Gosh! That's a sweet Alphonse costume dude." a voice called from behind Sam.
"Thanks, It took me a good deal of time and hard work but I think it went really well." Sam said as he turned to see who'd complimented his work. He gasped at who he was facing.
-TDR-
Jack fumbled with the cap of his Ramune, grumbling to himself "Stupid brother, stupid anime con, stupid Japanese soft drink!" he shouted, opening the drink in the process. "Oh cool." he muttered, taking a swig of the drink. Turning around he choked on it as a short girl with Auburn hair and black kitty ears and tail wearing a Japanese school girl outfit came out of nowhere and stood in Jacks way. She stared at Jack for a while and he looked at her oddly "Err, hi?"
The girl continued to smile absent mindedly and after a minute spoke "Yaoi, Yaoi Edward Yaoi."(1)
Jack's face lost all color when he remembered something Sam told him before they'd registered.
*Ker-flashback!*
Jack is getting his outfit on when Sam looks over at him "Jack, seeing as how you're donning an Edward cosplay, I think it's only fair to warn you about" he paused and leaned in close "Rabid Fangirls."
Jack looks at him like he'd just grown a second head "What'chu talkin bout Sammy?"
Sam remained straight faced "No using Garry Colman quotes, this is serious. If you hear anything like 'yaoi yaoi name yaoi' run. Don't look back, don't ask questions run."
Jack rolls his eyes and mutters sure, pulling his coat on as Sam continues to suit up.
*Flash back end*
Jack take a few steps back from the girl, and turn to run but is cut off when he sees he's encircled by girls of different ethnicities and ages dressed similarly to the girl behind him "This can't be good." he muttered as he heard the first girl shout to the others "Mega glomp!" Jack had no time to move, or think. All he saw was the group of girls leap into the air and dog pile onto him.
-TDR-
Sam didn't know what to do. In front of him was Harold, the reason he was here. Older yes, but he still wore his green tinted glasses and had dyed hair purple. He was wearing a blue jacket with a black shirt underneath, a pair of grey slacks and yellow boots. "You alright dude?" Harold asked asked concerned for Sam's health.
Sam shook his head "Fine. Awesome Trunks costume dude."
Harold grinned "Thanks, not many people here got it at first."
Sam shrugged "Meh, these kids have no respect for the classics. Say, aren't you Harold from the Total Drama Series?"
Harold nods "Yep. I guess that mute period was you star struck right?"
Sam nods "Sure, let's go with that. So what have you been doing since Total Drama?"
Harold shrugged "Not much. I did a few tours with the Drama Boys, and I'm doing a few panels for the con."
Sam nods "Cool, cool. So I" "SAAAAAMMMM!" Sam turns "Wha?"
Jack, his wig askew and his jacket half on, is running for his dear life "Hide me!"
Sam raises an eyebrow "Why?"
Jack points behind him at the ever approaching crowd of rabid fan girls.
Sam and Harold look at each other and Sam looks back at Jack "As an old preacher man once said. Son, you're on your own." he said before he and Harold duck into the merch room.
Jack looks with disbelief "You ass hats! I can't belive you just ditched me! Gah!" he said as he was pulled of to the side. "Oh what now?" he moaned, covering his eyes.
"Someones saving your life, that's what now."
Jack uncovered his eyes to see he'd been grabbed by a pretty blond girl who looked to be around his age, wearing a black tank top, grey cargo pants and a red bandanna around her head.
"Hello" he said, throwing on a suave smile, causing the girl to roll her eyes. "Cool it Romeo 'till after I save your life. Now, I think you missed an important lesson about RFGs, particularly their sight. You see" she threw a large box of pockey behind the mob of rabid fan girls, causing them to turn around and go after the box instead "it's largely based on movement. They're hunters, the less willing the prey the easier it is to spot."
Jack breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks. I'd be dead if it weren't for you. Nice Wrynry outfit by the way."
The girl smirked "Thanks. Name's Cyndi, yours?"
"Jack!" Sam called, leaping in front of his brother with Harold, both armed with a box of pockey "Stand still, I'll save you yet!"
Jack looked to Cyndi "Little late for that. Now, as my dumb ass brother said, I'm Jack. He's Sam, though why he ditched me for a snack is beyond me."
Cyndi calmly took the box from Sam and opened it "Obviously he was trying to pull of the same trick that I did. Right?"
Sam nods "Yep. Con survival tips 101." Harold nods "It's standard procedure for a RFG attack."
Cyndi looked back at Jack "See? He was looking out for you. Now relax, have some pokey, and enjoy the con."
Jack sighed and plucked a piece of pockey(2) "Fine. I'm still ticked though."
Sam shrugged "And thats news how? You've always had a short fuse."
Jack glared at him "Short! Who are you calling too tiny for an ant to see with a magnifying glass huh!"
The other three laugh at this and Harold high fives Jack "Spot on performance! You must've been practicing."
Jack shrugs "Actually I improvised. Still, I think I do a good job."
Sam nods "Your beautiful. Now would your fan girl-friend like to join us?" he asked looking over at Cyndi.
Jack squeaked and dove behind Sam "You mean she's one of those over affectionate nut balls?"
Sam shook his head "No no no. Fan girls are girls are basically female otaku. They love Anime with a passion, and may or may not be kinda nuts. Rabid Fan Girls are the kitty ear wearing lunatics that jumped you. They've taken their passion too seriously and have lost their minds to sugar and sparkely pretty boys." he explained, easing Jacks fears.
Jack looked over at Cyndi, cheeks red from embarrassment "Sorry Cyndi, my bad."
Cyndi smirked and waved it off "It's cool. Noob con goers get the two mixed up all the time. Now lets go already!" she said leading the group to further wild adventures in the con.
As the day went on, Jack met four other people cosplaying Ed, proudly proclaiming the "Fullmetal army" had grown, and would soon rule the world. All four were caught by a girl cosplaying as Russia from Hetalia Axis Powers and were claimed by the USSR(3). Harold went on to do his panel and and answered many questions, he also explained that after the con he'd work on becoming a professional stunt coordinator or action star, which Jack snickered at but Sam believed in. They later had the misfortune of running into another staple of cons that was just as bad as an RFG attack, the dreaded Man Fey (Jack swore he'd lost his sight for five minutes).
After watching a couple episodes form a new anime straight from Japan, Sam looked around for Jack and Cyndi, only to find them making out in a secluded spot in the theater. "Aren't they cute?" Sam joked and Harold nods "Indeed, reminds me of my days with Leshawana back on the island."
Sam frowned "Oh yeah, heard about you two splitting up. Sorry dude."
Harold shook his head "It was totally mutual. Besides, we live on opposite sides of the country. We can all end up like Geoff and Bridget only a few cities apart you know?"
Sam nods "I hear ya man."
Later in the evening, Sam participated in the Cosplay contest and waited eagerly for the final judging. A couple cos playing as Panty and Stocking from Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt got third and the judges were about to announce second place. "Second Place goes to... Sam Kinstread! For his homemade Alphonse armor!" The crowd cheered as Sam excepted his award.
"Sam was freaking robbed." Jack said, still clapping for his older brother.
Harold put a hand on his shoulder "Chill Jack. He still got second place, it's better than nothing. Besides, the person who one first could have put even more time and effort into their costume than he did."
"And the winner of the contest is Sandra Drunade! For her beautiful Princess Nanase(4) costume." Everyone cheered again as a girl in a large, ornate white gown claimed the prise. It was obvious that the gown was well made and Sam felt no shame in loosing to her.
After words the gang decided to hold a room party to celebrate Sam's victory and the two brothers sit back in a pair of arm chairs smiling, the sounds of the party bounce off the walls. "Well Jack I think we had a full day here at the con, what about you?" Sam asked, his helmet by has feet.
Jack nods looking at his wig hanging off a lamp. "Oh yeah, definitely a blast." Jack looks at the other end of the room and laughs "Harold! Get those pants off your head!" he looks at his brother "Do room parties always get this crazy?"
Sam laughs "Please! This is tame compared to some of the room parties I've seen! One time, we managed to bring a goat into the room and dyed it to look like a Pikachu! (5)"
Jack grins "Well then, I think we should wrap up the show and kick this party up a notch." Jack says, getting out of his seat to join the festivities.
Sam nods "So viewers, you got a glimpse into one of the craziest events in civilized society. We laughed, we cried, Jack nearly got mauled by Rabid Fan Girls! All in all, a great day. What surprises await us in the future? No one knows, but one things for sure, it'll be totally dramatic! So stay tuned, to Total! Drama! Reality!" He exclaimed jumping out of his seat. A wicked grin crossed his face and looked up "Hey Harold! No of any farms in the vicinity!
And there it is, the second chapter. Not bad for only having three days too prepare. As before, please review, they make me all warm and fuzzy inside. Also, I'm going to post little factiods about elements from the story down here after each chapter.
(1): This is (basically) the catch phrase of Acerotiburon's rabid fan girl characters on Deviantart. All credit goes to her for inventing such an awesome phrase.
(2) That just gave me an idea for an awesome tongue twister. Pauly picked a pointy piece of purple pineapple pockey.
(3) This actually happened to me at a con. She wrote USSR on my hand, it was awesome.
(4) I totaly ran out of anime's to use so I made that name up on the spot .
(5) Icecold288 does not condone the random dying of farm animals to look like pokemon, even if it does sound hilarious.
