Title- Buttons

Disclaimer- I accept the fact that I will never own the Total Drama Series.

Author's Note- Here is the next installment of Buttons. I have to say I had fun writing this. So hopefully you'll like this and enjoy reading it as much as I had fun writing it. Thank you to those of you that review and have reviewed. It's nice to know that people actually read what I write. I would like to say thank you to: Underworld Angel; tdifreak55; k9; pepper-vamp97; VampiresTDIfreddyfangirl; Iluvpurpleandblack99; aha; DuncanandGwen4ever and Shiningheart of ThunderClan.

Thank you all for reviewing. Someone asked me where I get the quotes I use. I find them on line and some of them I make up. Anyway, on with the story.

Chapter 3-

Pillows

-a woman without breast is like a bed without pillows.

Gwen and Duncan were lying on a picnic blanket at the park. It was late afternoon and the sun was setting. This meant that people were starting to head home for the night. This suited them fine, since the sun wasn't as bright. And the less people around the better. The punk turned his head to his left to look at Gwen.

"Hey, where is Al today?" he asked her. The Goth turned her attention to her boyfriend.

"I think he mentioned something about a family get-together that he couldn't get out of followed by a string of curses in Spanish that i couldn't keep track of."

"And he didn't invite us?" he said placing his hand on his chest. "I am hurt." the punk added feigning hurt.

"You know he wanted to invite us. But his father said no."

"Why?" Duncan asked.

"You know his father doesn't approve of us. His mother and brothers yes but not his father."

"Parental figures ruin everything? Why can't all parents be as cool as our mothers?"

"No idea." Gwen said. The punk propped himself up on his elbows.

"I'm uncomfortable, Pasty." he told her.

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"Nothing. Just stay there." he told her. He scooted over to her and then placed his head on her breast. He moved his head around for a bit before getting comfortable.

"What are you doing?" the Goth asked cheeks pink.

"I told you, sweetheart. I was getting comfortable."

"On my chest?"

"Yeah. Breast are like pillows."

"I'm not a bed you know."

"True, but you come in a close second. Look for some reason I cant lay on hard surfaces without a pillow or something cushiony."

"Is that even a word?"

"No idea."

"Well as long as you're happy, Cyclops."

"I have to say thanks to the fact that you have breast."

"What-" the Goth was cut off.

"There is nothing worst than a woman with no, well you know. It's just like laying on the floor to me." he explained.

"You need help." Gwen mused.

"Probably. I mean I tried lying on Alejandro's chest but it didn't work. He's as flat as a board."

Gwen laughed."Duncan he's a boy. What were you expecting?"

"Owen has a soft chest. I feel asleep once. Then his gas woke me up."

"Chest whore." Gwen teased as he nuzzled her chest.

Cook

-If people take the time to cook, you should take the time to eat.

"There is no way I am eating that." Duncan told the Latino. He crossed his arms across his chest. Alejandro groaned and Gwen sighed.

"Why are you being so difficult?" the Goth asked her boyfriend.

"Because, I don't know what it is."

"Duncan," Alejandro began, "I already told you what it was before I cooked it."

"You could be lying."

"Why would he lie?" Gwen asked.

"He could be trying to poison me."

"And why would I need to poison you for, idiota?" he asked his boyfriend.

"You tell me." Duncan said. And then added, "with me gone you'd have Gwen all to yourself."

"Duncan if I wanted her all to myself, don't you think I would have done that already?"

"Whatever. The point is I am not eating that. And there is nothing that you, Latin Lover or Pasty can say or do that will change my mind. You two can eat it."

Alejandro gave Gwen a look.

"Duncan. Just eat it. Alejandro told you what it is. And he took the time to make it instead of ordering take out. Now stop acting like a baby."

"No."

"Why do you insist in driving me up the wall? You drive me loco. Crazy."

"Good to know."

"Just eat it."

"Not in a million years. I wanted pizza anyways."

"No you didn't. You wanted me to cook. And I told you what it was. Don't try to change what you said."

"Please tell me that you didn't make him do all of tat for nothing." The Goth asked the punk. Duncan smirked in response and shrugged.

"Eres lo peor. Increíble, me haces desperdiciar mi tiempo."

"Duncan, if you don't eat it, I won't kiss you." Gwen threatened.

"You're bluffing."

"Try me."

"I already told you I won't eat it."

"Stop being a child." Alejandro told him.

"Why is it annoying you?"

"Yes."

"Then I'm doing my job."

"Duncan, just eat it." Gwen said.

"Make me."

The Goth sighed. Getting up from the table she took a spoon full of food and walked over to the punk. Without warning she put the spoon in his mouth.

"There. I made you. Now hurry up and finish the rest of it. Because if you don't you don't get sex, for a long time. And I'm serious."

Alejandro snickered. Duncan's eyes went wide and he started to eat. Gwen walked over to her chair and sat down. Oh she knows how get him to do things.

Best Friends

-Best friends are those who, when you show up at their door with a dead body, say nothing, grab a shovel, and follow you.

Only Duncan would wake her up at 3'O clock in the morning. Sometimes he'd make her with reasons that are reasonable, other times he'd just do it for the fun of it. Luckily for her, her mother was cool about it. Although you could tell she annoyed by the fact that her rest would be disturbed. Sadly, with Alejandro in the picture, the punk would also call him and the 3 would end up at her house. So when Duncan knocked at her door in the early morning she wondered what he was up too. Opening the door she motioned for him to come in. She closed the door.

"What happened? Do you know what time it is?" Gwen asked.

"Yeah, it's about 3:15 or so."

"Exactly. Why are you here? Better yet, what did you do?"

"Pasty, why do you always accuse me of doing something?"

"Because I know you." She replied.

"Good enough."

"But seriously why are you here?"

"Well I need you to help me with something."

"I don't like where this is going."

"Relax."

"That's what you always say and somehow I end up in trouble anyway."

The punk smiled at his girlfriend. He knew she'd go along with it just to be able to go back to sleep.

"You know me all to well. Anyway, come to school with me."

"What the hell for?"

"Well I stole the answers to the state physics exam and I need to put tem back."

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I need to pass that test. There is no way in hell I am spending my summer in school. I avoid it during the school year."

Gwen sighed.

"Fine. I'll go with you. I suppose you called Alejandro?"

"Of course, how are we going to get there sweetheart?"

"Let me go get ready."

Duncan kissed her check.

"Thanks babe."

Gwen nodded her response. Gwen turned and began to walk upstairs, but not without getting her ass squeezed.

"Don't push it Cyclops."

Duncan just smiled as he watched her go up the stairs. He looked at his watch.

'Alejandro should be on his way.' He thought.

Authors Note- Okay, that's chapter 3. Hopefully it's good. Anyway review if you feel you want to do so. And if you have comments ideas or something you want to see just let me know. I'm currently working on a Duncan/Gwen one-shot which hopefully will be posted by next weekend.