Author's note: OK, everyone so far except maybe Ezekiel (he seems most... him, except he's quiet, and there's no sexist comments from him) seems to be getting out of character, especially the longer I make this story. It's hard and I'm doing the best I can. Also, chapters 3 and 4 are based more on Chris and Bridgette more than anyone else, sorry, just like chapters 1 and 2 are based more on Gwen and Owen. If there are chapters 5 and 6, I'll try to center them on two other characters, but I can't make any promises. I'm also sorry for this long Author's note.

Disclaimer: I don't own TDI. That's it. Poof. This conversation is over. I SAID OVER!! (sorry but I love that)

Any scene where this () comes up means someone is doing something heroic and is most definitely out of character, and that they'd never do this in a million years. Just wanted to add this.
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" Whoa, you even rigged the couch?" Bridgette asked.

" No, just under it, for the most part" Chris said, as he lead the way down the tunnel, with a torch he got from the entrance. Bridgette looked at the tunnel walls in awe, sort of.

" How long did this whole rigging-my-mansion thing take you?" Bridgette asked.

" Oh, a couple of years, at least. Took like, at least 6" Chris said.

" At least 6 years? C'mon, must've taken longer than that" Bridgette answered.

" Yeah, it did.. It took, hm... maybe 10 or 12 years actually, and that's for the whole house being rigged" Chris replied. Bridgette just stared into the back of head silently.

" Are you serious Chris?" Bridgette asked, not sure whether to believe him or not.

" Serious? You're asking if I was serious? Of course I wasn't, god. I didn't have the kind of money I needed for something like this 10 or 12 years back" Chris said. " This is a slightly recent addition to this place" he added.

" I see" Bridgette said. They walked along in silence for a while, then they stopped when they heard footsteps above them. A few minutes later, the footsteps were gone so they continued, until they reached some stairs, which spiraled upwards. Chris still lead, stopping every once in a while to check a map of his mansion, which had all the secret passages on it. Once they were at the top of the stairs, there was a long hallway. At the end of the hallway was nothing, but about halfway through there was the faint outline of a door. They both walked to the door. Chris pushed a button that opened the door, into one of the mansion's actual hallways. Harold was about to step on a red tile, which had four yellow tiles surrounding it. Bridgette jumped out of the door. " STOP, HAROLD! DON'T STEP THERE!" Bridgette shouted. Harold, in shock, brought his foot back to his other one.

" Bridgette? Where'd you come from? And why can't I step there? God!" Harold said.

" Nevermind where I came from, Harold, just listen. Chris has this whole mansion rigged with secret passages and trap doors. Where you were about to step would put you into the basement in a pool with pirahna in it. Look, just go back to your room, it's safe in there. I have a map of where all the trap doors are and all that, so I have to go tell the others to stop running around here" Bridgette explained. Harold gulped, nodded, and ran towards his room, being careful. Bridgette sighed.

" Well, that's one person saved, Bridgette, good work" Chris said.

" 1 down, 20 to go" Bridgette responded, kind of depressed. Chris grinned.

" Well, let's get moving then" Chris said, and beckoned Bridgette back to the doorway. Once she was inside, Chris pressed the button he had pushed before and the doorway closed, once again looking like a normal wall. Chris walked to the end of the hallway, which had a medium sized hole in the floor. Bridgette looked down it, but couldn't see where it ended. She gulped.

" Look, I'll go first then, if your scared Bridgette" Chris said. Bridgette nodded.

" Oh, you are scared. OK then, I said I'd go first.." Chris said. Chris gulped, then jumped off the edge, disappearing in seconds. Bridgette didn't hear anything for a while, and it kind of scared her.

" When does that drop end?" She asked herself aloud. Then there was a thump, indicating Chris had hit something. " Chris?" Bridgette yelled down the chute.

" Yo, Bridgette, c'mon!" Chris shouted up. Bridgette sighed, thought about what she was doing for about one second then jumped. As she fell through the chute she screamed. She shut her eyes. When she opened them, she was sitting in a pile of pillows and mattresses underneath the pillows. Chris was standing there, grinning. Bridgette got off the landing site and they walked across the room, to an elevator. Chris pushed a button and the door opened. They both stepped inside and Chris pushed another button. The elevator went up, up, up, until it stopped. The doors opened onto a dark landing. When they both got off, the doors closed.

" Your mansion is insane, you know that? INSANE!" Bridgette shouted. Chris shushed her. There were footsteps coming from the other side of the wall.

" Hey, that sounds like Bridgette" Leshawna said.

" It came from inside the wall, though. It doesn't make sense" Gwen said. Suddenly, there was a scream, like someone falling through a hole. Chris ran to the wall and pressed a button, and the wall opened. Bridgette and Chris rushed out, to see a hole in the floor. Leshawna stared at the hole in shock.

" Aw, crap!" Chris said, jumping down the hole, eagle spread, to slow down his decsent, and pushed a button on a controller he had in his hand. A rope dropped down from the ceiling faster than anyone could blink, into the hole. Bridgette and Leshawna just stared down the hole.

" Chris... Chris didn't just do that did he?" Leshawna asked.

" I think... I think, yeah, he just did" Bridgette answered, amazed. The minutes ticked by, and the two girls who were by the edge of the pit prayed that Gwen and Chris were OK, and that neither one went splat, because, let's face it, no matter who dives into a pit to save someone you'd hope they didn't go splat. A few minutes later, the rope started retracting into the ceiling. Minutes passed and soon Chris, holding onto the rope with one hand and holding Gwen with the other arm, came back into view. Bridgette and Leshawna cheered. Just before the rope disappeared into the ceiling completely, Chris let go and moved through the air to land a good distance away from the edge. Chris let go of Gwen easily, and she dropped to her knees. Chris wiped the sweat off his forehead.

" I don't know whether to thank you or to hit you, for setting that up" Gwen snapped.

" Hey, I just saved your butt didn't I? If it wasn't for me, you'd be nothing but a bloody speck in the basement" Chris said, irritated that Gwen wasn't grateful for his insane dive into the pit to save her.

" I thought it was very brave of you Chris" Bridgette said. Chris grinned smugly.

" At least someone thought so, anyways, you two better go back to your rooms before you run into more trouble with my rigged mansion" Chris said, and they both ran away faster than you'd think they could run.