HOLLA! Okay, so, I'm updating 'cause I saw 'Total Drama World Tour' the other day and it inspired me to write. So…
On with it!
"How did you get that?" I question, just as my dad walks into the room, his complete police uniform on.
"Hey, girls, what's with the fighting?" he asks us.
Noticing her husband's attire, mom sighs. "Duncan, you have one more week off of work. They told you if you came back for another week, they'll shoot you. I enjoy having a husband. Please tell me you're not going to work, and if not, strutting around in your uniform will not make the week go by faster. All it'll do is scare the crap outta me."
"Where'd you get that picture?" he questions my mom, and she points to me.
"Ask you daughter," she informs him, and dad sighs.
"Why when you get mad at the kids, they're always my kids?" He turns to me. "Payton, where did you get this picture?"
"Ugh, we said we'd never tell them about it, but now, oh God, Payton…" my mom mutters.
"I got it at Circi's house." I tell them. "She was showing it to us, and I must have put it in my bag by accident. It's her parents."
"I thought Circi looked familiar," mom mumbles, gnawing on her thumbnail.
"Emily! Penny! Jay! Steph! Get down here! Family meeting!" Dad calls up the stairs, and then scrambles upstairs, and I hear a door open then close. He then trumps down into our living room, with a big cardboard box in his arms.
Emily and Penelope come down, Penelope sitting down next to me, and Emily crossing her legs on the floor. The twins scramble up our basement stairs, where they watch T.V., plopping themselves down in a loves seat, paying rapt attention to our father and mother.
"Kids," my mom says, taking a seat on our coffee table. "Have we ever told you how your gather and I met?"
We all shake our heads with a no.
"Well, now your mother's going to tell you." Dad informs us, and mom gives him the evil eye.
"Well, when we were 16, we signed up for this one reality T.V. show called 'I Wanna Be Famous'. We made it, and went to the island the T.V. show was on. It turned out 'I Wanna Be Famous' was really 'Total Drama Island'."
I bite my bottom lip. I swear I've heard of that show.
"Well, at first, I was known as the 'C.I.T.'," Mom explains proudly.
"Delinquent." Dad confesses, raising his hand.
"Yeah, and I hated your father at first." Mom goes on.
"Yeah, you 'hated' me." Dad comments, adding air quotes around "hated". Mom thumps his on the back of the head.
"I did!" she defended.
"Right."
Mom sighed, but went on with the story. "So, we went on the show, and at first, me and your father didn't like each other, but then I started liking him, and vice versa, and so we got married, and had the triplets, then a few years later, we had the twins, and here we are now."
"Aw, please, Princess." Dad scoffs. "It was way different. There's only one way to show them how it really happened." He pulled out a large stack of DVDs, and pops one in the video player. "We're having a movie marathon."
"You're showing them old Total Drama Islands?" Mom asks, annoyed.
"Why not?" Dad shrugs, pressing the play button on our remote.
After about 5 minutes into the show, Stephen points to the T.V. screen, to a teenager with a bright green Mohawk and the complete punk outfit on.
"Dad, is that you?" he asks, and Dad gives a sly grin.
"You know it," He admits.
And, at 9 that night, we finished the many DVDs.
"There were 5 seasons?" I asked, and my parents nod.
"Unfortunately," Mom sighs.
"And tomorrow, we have even more videos," Dad says, holding up more DVDs.
"There were more seasons?"
"No, these are just some home videos. We are telling you the whole story, ya know! Get up early!" Dad takes out his work gun from his stand by the door. "Now, bed, or I'll shoot."
That sentence brings back memories. I turn to my sisters when we get to our large bedroom. "Remember from camp, 'Stop! I'll shoot! Is that a jelly doughnut?"
They nod, and join in. "Stop! I'll shoot! Is that a jelly doughnut?"
"IF I WERE NOT AT THIS CAMP, THE PLACE I'D RATHER BE! IF I WERE NOT AT THIS CAMP-" we bellow.
"A GIRL SCOUT I WOULD BE!" the twins call back from their bedroom. "IF YOU WERE PASSING BY, EXPECT TO HEAR ME CRY-"
"MISTER BUY A COOKIE?" we all sing together. "MISTER BUY A COOKIE?
"SHUT UP!" I hear mom screech in-between gaps. Looks like mom and dad are having 'their time'.
We all giggle, and pile into our bedroom. I walk over to our computer, and switch it on. I plop myself down in the swivel chair, and go on one of my favorite websites, .
"You're effin' obsessed with this website." Penelope comments behind me.
"So what?" I say, and click on the T.V. SHOW link. A screen-full of shows pop up, and I scan the list.
"What are ya looking for?" Emily asks, as I find the link I was looking for.
"Seriously?" Penelope says when she sees the link I clicked on. "You're seriously looking that up?"
"Total Drama Island FanFiction." I state, looking at all the stories people posted. "There are a lot of stories about mom and dad."
"Aunt Gwen and dad, too." Emily points out.
"Wow," I say. "Never knew that there was a thing going on between them."
"No wonder mom doesn't like her very much." Penelope realizes.
"Totally," Emily agrees. I select one of the Duncan/Gwen stories, and start to read it aloud.
"'What's wrong?' Gwen asks Duncan, and he stares at her lovingly.'" I read, and start laughing uncontrollably.
"Dad would never do that!" Penelope giggles, and Emily nods her head.
We all stand up and storm down the stairs, to my parents, who were watching Valentine's Day on the couch. Well, no, mom was watching it, dad was texting my Aunt Gwen.
"'What's wrong?" my sisters and I bellow. "Gwen asks Duncan, and her stares at her lovingly!" we end in a heap of giggling 16-year-olds.
"What?" Dad asks us, helping us up. I take my mom's laptop from her lap, and go to the story I was just reading. I turn the monitor to them, and they pause for a minute as they read.
As they get farther into the story, mom gets redder and redder with anger. "Who wrote this?" she demanded, and I point to the link where she could go to the person's profile.
She clicks on it, and the profile pops up. The picture in the corner was a blue, green, and black hawk. The profile name was Dwensupporter101.
"Dwensupporter101?" Dad mutters. "What's Dwen?"
"I think it's the codename for you and Aunt Gwen being together." I inform him.
We scroll down further into the profile, to the information about the author.
Mom reads franticly, and when she gets to the name, she explodes. "SHE WROTE THIS?"
Dad takes a look, and swears. "No way."
My sisters and I take a look, and we gasp.
I couldn't believe it.
BWAH-HA-HA-HA! I'M EVIL! CLIFFY! I know that 'Total Drama Island' is really in Cartoons, but they're not cartoons, so I changed it. I'm gonna have a contest. The first person to guess who wrote the story gets a prize. YAY PRIZE!
-IWRSNT
