A/N: I do not own the Total Drama series or anything else copyrighted.

Courtney groaned. "Duncan, why are we doing this now?"

"Because you had a short day at work, and I'll have a short day if we get this over with," Duncan said.

They were currently driving to the tattoo parlor that he worked at. Her boss was currently sick with the cold, and she only had to be there for a few hours to answer calls and finish up a few things she wasn't able to the day before. Duncan dropped her off and picked her up, and before dropping her off, he said that they were going to get their tattoos after she got off work. His mentor, Mike, said it was alright if Duncan did her tattoo, and was excited to do another one on Duncan (especially since he would be sober this time).

"So Mike's definitely okay with this?" Courtney asked as they pulled into the parking lot.

"Babe, I've been with Mike for two years," Duncan said. "If he weren't okay with it... well, we'd be having a few problems."

"Wait, what tattoo are you getting?" she asked, turning to him.

He smirked. "You'll see," he teased, stepping out of the car.

She groaned. "Duncan!"

"What?" he mock whined. "If you aren't going to tell me, I'm definitely not going to tell you. It's only fair, babe." Together they stepped inside the tattoo parlor, where music was loudly playing, and tattoo pieces were displayed all over the walls. "MIKE!" he exclaimed.

A few moments later, Duncan's mentor, Mike, stepped out from the back. "Aah, I know you two will be my favorite customers," he said, smiling.

Duncan rolled his eyes, smirking. "Whatever, Mike. Let's get this started. I'm excited to see what Court wants."

"Oh, you'll be excited all right," she muttered, earning a roll of the eyes from Duncan.

"I'll just be over in this corner," Mike said, pointing at a chair that was at least five feet away from Duncan.

Duncan nodded as Courtney settled into the chair.

"Oh, Mike, do you have the stencil?" Courtney asked.

Duncan scoffed. "What?!" he exclaimed, turning to Mike. "You knew about this?!"

"I knew he had to make a stencil first," Courtney said to Duncan as Mike handed him the stencil.

Duncan studied the stencil. It was a set of seven stars, each slightly overlapping in a slightly wave-like matter. The whole thing was about three inches long. "You want these colored?"

Courtney nodded. "The colors of the rainbow... the basic colors, anyway."

Duncan nodded and turned to Mike. "Can we skip the medical stuff?"

"You basically already did," Mike said, smirking.

Duncan rolled his eyes before turning to Courtney. "Alright, babe, time to confess - where's this tat going?"

Courtney smirked and said, "Try to contain your excitement." She started pulling down her pants , causing Duncan to lean down and lowly say, "Babe, Mike's right over there..."

She smirked and stopped at a very low point of her hipbone. She pointed to the right side of her hip and said, "Here."

Duncan nodded, his face impressed. "Nice." He checked all his materials before cleaning off the area where she wanted the tattoo with alcohol, and used a tongue depressor to put some petroleum jelly around the area, helping keep it damp before placing the stencil down and leaving it on for a few minutes. "Alright, babe, take a good look at this... you sure this is what you want, and where you want it to go?"

She looked at the tattoo outline and nodded. "Yep! Let's get this started."

He nodded. "Alright. Lemme just get everything prepped..." He got out the needles, needle tube pouches, and the started up the machine. He began covering everything on the table next to him. It was a common practice to ensure the safetly and decrease unwanted health risks. He got out all the colors he needed and also set them on the table. "'Kay, babe, gonna put this sexy thing on you..." He put on a pair of gloves and began to ink the outline of her tattoo.

Courtney grimaced. Because the needle was constantly pressing into her body, it was slightly painful. But she grew accustomed to the pain after a few minutes, with the inking becoming more pestering. It took him about 45 minutes to outline her tattoo. Once he was finished, he set the pen down and looked at her, taking off his gloves. "You doing okay?"

She nodded. "Yep." She looked at her tattoo and grinned. "It looks great. Good job, Dunkie."

Duncan glared at her as Mike chuckled. "Thanks, Courtney." He then started to ink each of the stars, which were only about half an inch each. About an hour and a half later, Duncan was finished with Courtney's tattoo. "Alright, babe, all finished!" he said, bandaging the tattoo and patting her thigh.

"Finally," she joked.

Duncan rolled his eyes as Mike walked up to him. "You ready for yours, Duncan?"

"Oh, I can't wait to see this," Courtney said, getting out of the chair and grabbing a stool and pulling it next to the chair she was just sitting in. Suddenly, Duncan took off his shirt and handed it to Courtney before laying stomach-down on the chair. Mike washed off his hands and put on some gloves before cleaning and dampening the area and putting the stencil over it. It was two foreign characters, one on top of the other. Probably Japanese or Chinese... Courtney thought to herself. "What do those say?" she asked.

Duncan chuckled as he glanced at the tattoo via a mirror. "Lookin' good," he told Mike before turning to Courtney and saying, "I'll tell you later. You'll love it."

For the next two and a half hours, Mike worked on Duncan's tattoo. It was just a basic, black tattoo. Courtney still couldn't get an answer out of Duncan. He tried giving her hints, but they were too vague for her to figure out.

"Alright," Mike said, turning off the machine and placing the pen down on the table. "You're finished."

Duncan sat up and stretched, putting on the shirt that Courtney handed to him. "Thanks man," he said, patting Mike's back.

Mike shrugged. "No problem. Anytime." He grabbed a couple sheets of paper and handed them to both Courtney and Duncan. "These are for the two of you. Just a few tips on how to take care of your tattoos."

The three of them walked to the front counter. As Mike rung up the total, Courtney pulled out her credit card, but Duncan stopped her. "It's on me, babe," he said, winking as he handed his card to Mike.

Courtney sheepishly smiled. "Thanks."

"See you tomorrow, Duncan," Mike said before smiling at Courtney and said, "You take care."

"You, too," Courtney said, smiling.

"See ya," Duncan said as him and Courtney walked out. They walked to his car and drove off. Duncan checked the time; it was 4PM. He asked, "Trent's show is it at seven, right?"

"Yep."

"You hungry?"

"Not really. Are you?"

"Nah. He's performing at a cafe, so I guess we can just meet up with Bridgette and Geoff and Gwen and just eat there..."

"Mmkay," Courtney muttered before yawning.

"Sleepy, babe?" he asked, smirking.

She sleepy smiled, closing her eyes, and shrugged as she leaned against the back of the set. "Just a little bit..."

Duncan sighed. "Well, we just ran into a bit of traffic... you don't mind if I turn on some music, do you?"

"Nah..."

Within twenty minutes, they were back at their apartment. Courtney was fast asleep, her body turned, her arms hanging loosely down in front of her. Duncan smirked and turned off the car. He put the keys in his pocket before walking over to her side of the car. He opened her door and carefully picked her up, trying not to rub her tattoo or wake her up. She stirred slightly before relaxing, not even waking up. He carried her bridal-style to their apartment. He had a bit of trouble opening the door, but not once did Courtney wake up. Once inside, he took her to their bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed. At 5:30, he walked into their bedroom and gently sat down next to her on their bed. He gently shook her shoulder. "Princess..."

"What?" she sleepily mumbled, turning away from him and hugging her pillow tighter.

He smirked. Sometimes, she was really a pain to wake up. "It's almost seven."

She immediately turned over, her eyes wide. "DUNCAN!"

He chuckled. "Kidding, Princess. It's 5:30. I know you probably want to get ready..."

"Oh, you jerk," she muttered, sitting up and stretching.

He smirked. "Sleep well, Princess?"

She sleepily nodded. "Until you woke me up."

"Oh, suck it up." He smirked. "We're leaving around 6:20."

By 6:30, they were out of the apartment. They quickly drove off, Duncan once again in the drivers seat. "'We're leaving by six-twenty'," Courtney mocked.

Duncan scoffed. "It's not my fault you looked so hot wet and steamy in the shower..."

She smacked his arm. "If I looked that hot, why'd it take you ten minutes to get things started?"

He smirked. "I knew teasing you would drive you up the wall."

She groaned, crossing her arms. She then smirked. "It looked like you were having a bit of trouble staying calm... seemed you got excited a little too quickly..."

"Refer back to how we got to where we are: You are just too hot, sweetheart."

"I swear, Duncan, if we're late..."

"We won't be. The Blondes are saving up a table, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, then we don't have to worry about finding a table. Plus, I know all the backroads to The Quarter. It's a good thing we close to that side of town."

By 6:55, they were at the cafe, The Quarter. Duncan and Courtney literally jumped out of the car and sped walk to the front door. They found Bridgette and Geoff sitting at a table near the side of the room. They sat down at the table.

"What took you two?" Geoff asked.

"Traffic," Courtney quickly said. Bridgette and Geoff knowingly smirked at each other, causing Duncan to roll his eyes and Courtney to glare slightly at them.

"Where's Gwen?" Duncan asked.

"Sick at the hotel," Bridgette said. "Trent said she has the stomach flu."

Suddenly, the room darkened, and cheers emerged. The four of them knew Trent still had many fans from TDI and TDA, as well as the rest of the cast (including themselves). This helped Trent start his career, but because of his musical talents (singing, songwriting, and playing the guitar), he garnered an even bigger fanbase. He walked out onto the stage and briefly greeted the crowd before sitting on a stool and singing. It was basically an acapella show, with only him on the stage playing guitar and singing. He sang a total of ten songs, with a show that lasted around 45 minutes long. The crowd was loving the songs, many of the people knowing all the words and such. It was a smaller, intimate show, but the energy was incredibly high, and Trent was definitely feeding off of that.

"BRAH, YOU ROCK!" Geoff yelled towards the end of the show. Of course, the whole audience agreed with him and was sent into a screaming frenzy because of that comment.

After the show ended, the four former reality stars waited until the room died down slightly before making their way backstage. They found Trent sitting back there, a water in one hand and his phone in the other. He was talking on his phone as they walked over to him.

"Oh! Hey guys!" The four of them smiled at him as he continued talking on the phone. "Okay. Alright. Love you. Talk to you later." He hung up and grinned at them. "Gwen said 'hi'." For the next twenty minutes, they stood around talking. Geoff couldn't help but talk continuously about how great the show was. Suddenly, Trent looked at Courtney and Duncan and said, "A little birdie told me you two had some news..."

Duncan rolled his eyes. Courtney held up her left hand and said, "This is probably that news."

Trent laughed and hugged Courtney. He gave a man-hug to Duncan. He smiled and and said, "Congrats, you two. When's the wedding?"

The couple shrugged. "Not anytime soon," Duncan said. Courtney nodded, agreeing.

Trent stood up and smiled at them. "Well, I have to get back to the hotel. It was great seeing you all. Next time I'm in town, we need to go out and get some coffee or something."

They all nodded and said their good-byes. Trent walked off, while Bridgette and Geoff, and Duncan and Courtney headed to their respective cars. The two couples also said their good-byes, though Duncan's and Geoff's were a bit curt due to they were going to see each other at work the next day. Courtney plopped into the passenger's seat of Duncan's car and sighed in content, leaning back. Duncan smiled as he got into the car. "You look comfortable," he remarked.

She rolled her eyes. "I am. You've got such a nice, comfortable car..."

"Babe, don't say anything that'll make me pull over and kiss you senseless. You know I'll do it."

"Just keep driving. You can do that when we get home."

"Sounds like a plan."

A/N: Thank you all for the reviews! I hope this chapter was good... I felt like it was okay. Don't worry, more wedding "planning" and such will happen in the next chapter!