Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama or any associated characters. OCs such as Susannah and Eli are mine though.
Author's Note: Chapter 3. Some Duncan backstory, some Duncan/Alejandro, some overprotective mother-ness, some jealous Heather (sorry, jealous Heather is fun), some Susannah/Jose (yay for OC couples), and random "manly" contests and fetishes.
"Go fish," Duncan said and Alejandro pouted as he picked up a card. Duncan smiled at that sight. Alejandro really was adorable. Sure he played little kid games-because really, Go Fish?-but secretly Duncan enjoyed it. He never got to play many of those when he was younger and he was sad to have missed it. His parents had always been busy and he only had one older brother that stole all of his parents' love. Perfect Eli had to be good at everything and everything Duncan did, he got one upped. If he got a B, Eli got an A. If he placed in a contest, Eli swept the competition. When he played a sport and was team captain (for all of a day), Eli swooped in and won everybody over. It hadn't been fair. Duncan had tried hard to like his brother, he had. But Eli treated him with contempt, mocking and making fun of him. He told Duncan he was ashamed to have "such a loser for a brother. Couldn't he do anything right?" That was after Duncan tried to make him a present but accidentally broke one of Eli's special toys when he was 7. His parents treated Eli like an angel and asked Duncan why he couldn't have been more like his brother. He took their advice and tried but it hadn't worked. He had tried to be smart, tried to be cool, tried to get their attention but no matter what it was always Eli, Eli, Eli. He really hated Eli, still does to this day. Although he supposed he had some things Eli didn't which were determination, hard work, which came later, guts, and having a true friend. That and a studly muscular body, he doubted Eli could ever dream of having one like his, Duncan thought as he flexed his right bicep and watched it peak. He sometimes wondered what Eli was doing, if only to hope he was drowning in failure somewhere. He supposed wishing ill on someone was a sin and a terrible thing, but Eli deserved it.
"Your turn Duncan," Alejandro said and Duncan looked up into those beautiful green eyes. Alejandro was beautiful, with the long dark brown almost black hair, those adorable eyes that shone brilliantly at everything, the child spirit inside that one hell of a fine body, and Duncan was going to be damned if he was going to let that Heather chick take him away. He had been there first and Alejandro was HIS friend, not hers. He didn't like at all the excitement Alejandro had in talking about her. Not one little bit. If Heather made any move towards stealing his man, he would show her. He didn't know what exactly, but he would do something. If she knew what was good for her, she would stay away.
"Got any 5s?" Duncan asked lowly as he took a swig of Dr. Pepper.
"Go Fish." Duncan smiled as he picked up a card.
Back in the kitchen, Heather looked up as Mrs. Burromeurto's demeanor changed and was no longer in nice mode. Now she looked suspicious and disgusted to see Heather. The women, barely taller than Heather, made Heather feel tiny under the cold scrutinizing gaze of mother bear. All the Burromeurtos' had fearsome death and soul piercing glares, Heather was almost impressed if they would only stop looking at her like that. But scariest glare award goes to Mama Burro although Mohawk Duncan came in a very close second she supposed.
"What did you show or offer my son that he would bring a whore into my house?" Mrs. Burromuerto asked icily. Heather gaped at her, stunned. She couldn't believe what Mrs. Burromuerto just said. Mrs. Burromuerto didn't even know her so why would she accuse her of being a whore? She most certainly wasn't and Heather was especially offended at the judgmental tone in Mrs. Burromeurto's voice.
"For your information I am not and I don't know why you would even think that." Heather replied frostily back, the rage driving back any fear she had.
"You know exactly what I mean. You must have shown or done something to get him to invite you. Because there is no way a girl that we have never even heard about mentioned until today would win Alejandro over so quickly that they would manage to grab an invitation to go to his very special birthday party. In fact, the last time we had anyone outside the family who attended Alejandro's birthdays are…never, outside of Duncan. So for you to get my baby boy to invite you, you must have done something. So what was it? Did you get him drunk, did you offer to strip down for him, did you offer to let him touch your dirty whoring body? You must have. So what is it you want? Do you want to have sex with my son or are you just using him for money or is it both? You're hoping for an easy mark and to take advantage of my son's…uniqueness is a dirty and underhanded trick, taking advantage of his innocence." Heather was absolutely stunned.
"You misunderstand. I didn't do any of that and I am not using your son to try to con you or whatever it is you think I'm doing. I just want to be friends (for now, Heather amended in her head, although she certainly wouldn't mind Alejandro doing that) with him and Alejandro legitimately invited me. I only met him recently and I didn't even know or expect to be invited to his birthday party. I also didn't know you guys were rich and I would never use him for money. I don't know why you think I would do any of this stuff." Mrs. Burromuerto looked at Heather suspiciously, scanning her face for signs of falsehood. Finding none, Mrs. Burromuerto huffed.
"Fine, I guess you can stay…for now. But I will be watching you. I will not allow you to hurt my son and a girl like you eventually will." Heather rolled her eyes at the women's stubbornness.
"I'm not going to hurt him but fine, watch away. I want nothing more than for him to be happy." Mrs. Burromuerto nodded in agreement.
"As do I," she warned and turned back to continuing preparing the large birds as the other kitchen help came back in, all of whom had been outside the door eavesdropping, naturally. They all carefully looked away from Heather for the most part except for Susannah who gave her a sympathetic glance and smile of encouragement. Heather knew she had liked her.
Dinner was…interesting, to say the least. Considering the number of relatives that were over, there were two tables, one for the adults who spent the time catching up when not speaking to the special man, and one for the younger kid-adult whatever. The young adults at any rate. So Heather ended up at a table with Alejandro, Duncan, Jose, Carlos, and a couple of younger children who were loud and liked to play with Alejandro and Duncan, two little boys and a girl whose names were Pedro, Juan, and Maria. Susannah also sat there next to her huge boyfriend. Heather had hoped to be able to talk to Alejandro but every time she opened her mouth, she seemed to get interrupted either by one of the little kids deciding to randomly butt in and say or yell something or want to climb and feel Mt Alejandro, Duncan, or Jose, Duncan swooping in and start talking about whatever in guy tongue about sports or other" manly" things he didn't let Heather contribute anything of into, Alejandro leaving to go to the bathroom once when people were finally beginning to settle, having to watch Jose and Susannah make goo-goo eyes and noises at each other as she fed him, it was enough to want to make her rip her hair out in frustration. Usually she had better patience but it was wearing thin what with the scene in the kitchen, the way Duncan kept throwing her hate glares, the way she felt people were talking about her behind her back and she wasn't being paranoid about that, they really were, the noise, etc. It also didn't help that Carlos kept smiling at her creepily. Well, okay, maybe it is a bit harsh to call it creepy, but it was weird. She supposed she felt bad a little. Carlos wasn't all that bad looking and she might have gone for him although after meeting Alejandro…but if things didn't work out, she supposed it might be possible. Might. But she was not in the mood right now.
Other interesting events of note were the very random, although apparently traditional, contests the young males participated in. One thing Heather learned? Move back or have an umbrella should she ever witness one because once the food eating competition started, there was no talking, and food sprayed everywhere. Another good piece of advice would be don't get between them and the food as she almost got chomped or yelled at a couple times until she moved back where Susannah and the females and those not participating watched. It was mainly a their table thing with the adults acting as spectator cheerleaders as they bet on who was going to win. Unsurprisingly, Jose won the food eating competition although interestingly Duncan and Alejandro came very close, Duncan just slightly behind and Alejandro trailing. But watching them eat like that made Heather jealous because it was so unfair that they could eat like that with almost no consequences, well maybe not for Jose who certainly looked well fed, but Duncan and Alejandro, so not fair. If she ate like that, she'd put on weight so fast and that was how she had been fat before. Normally she didn't regret it but right now watching that spectacle was irritating. Stupid boy metabolisms although it did make sense considering the amount of fuel that had to be necessary to keep bodies like theirs running…but still, so not fair. The dessert had looked and been particularly yummy. At least there was some that had been set aside for the non-competitors.
Next had been the old classic chugging and burping contest. Disgusting, gross, and totally a man's idea of entertainment, Heather would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy watching it, even Mohawk Duncan who was a pro. All these contents were of course between the older ones Alejandro, Duncan, Jose, Carlos, etc although the little ones sure had fun participating. But anyhow, Duncan was the winner of that one in both chugging and the follow-up which went on so long that she had been impressed (as well as deeply disturbed) despite herself. How they even had room for soda chug was surprising as well although Jose passed on the drink not needing it, coming in third after Duncan and Alejandro. She had been especially thrilled with Alejandro's performance which had been really good and quite a turn on. Course after this and the last contest, none of them were able to really stand at this point and were lying on the ground and rubbing their aching bloated stomachs, moaning. Again, this excited Heather who did happen to have a bit of a fetish for this. Heather was really tempted to rub Alejandro's belly, for multiple reasons, but that would be a bit pushing it and not a good time to do so because between Duncan who although down still would figure out a way to make her pay for that probably, but Alejandro's mom and everyone else…there were too many people anyhow. Susannah had no such worries though as she massaged Jose whose stomach rumbled loudly in digestion. Heather wondered how many times she was going to feel jealous before the night was out.