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Nope. It's just Cereal-Killa, here to deliver chapter 10.

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Chapter Ten:

Lucky Lindsay

Duncan, Courtney, Lindsay and an overly grumpy Heather, walked back to camp, Duncan running a hand down his face in anger. Everything had come back to him a few minutes after Courtney had saved him. And boy, was he pissed. His face was so red he couldn't even think straight. He had slept with Chris… and Courtney knew. The whole fucking camp knew. God, his life was over… "Duncan?" He turned to see Courtney looking at him with a worried look. "Are you okay?"

Duncan chewed his lip. "Yeah, I'm fine… quit treating me like I'm some kind of girl."

She scoffed. "Well sorry, but that's all you've been the past month! I'm kind of in shock, so don't act an asshole to me, I just…" Courtney then let out a deep breath, looking away from him and trying to go ahead.

He sighed, grabbing her shoulder and making her look at him. "What is it?"

She bit her lip, feeling tears prickle at her eyes. "I really thought you were never going to be yourself again… I mean, it's not like you were some kind of annoyance or anything when you changed. At least not any more than you always are…" Duncan decided to ignore that comment and let her continue. "I-I can't believe you're back." She actually turned to him and smiled: a real, pure, Courtney smile that made his heart melt.

Gosh, it felt good to want her again.

He could remember everything that happened to him and he could remember trying to fight it- It disgusted him how pussy whipped he was and how… open to things he was. The only question was… why wasn't he like that now? He turned toward Courtney, and she shot him a questioning glance, obviously thinking the same thing.

At the moment, he heard the distinct voice of Miley Cyrus… "For shits sakes, I can't believe I danced to this crap…" He pulled the phone from his pocket and swung it open.

"Duncan, where the hell are you? I've been waiting, dammit! And it's past midnight and-"

Duncan tuned him out, looking over to Courtney. He seriously wanted to murder Chris right then… but he had a better idea.

"I know, baby, I'll be there in a minute. Kiss-kiss." He hung up the phone and looked to Courtney slyly.

She raised a brow. "Thought you weren't in love with him anymore."

Duncan growled. "I'm not, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to milk this situation for all it's worth…"

Courtney rolled her eyes, but smiled at him, as he started dialing a new number. "Who are you-?" She started, but he placed a finger over her mouth, telling her to 'shh'. Her face turned red as she bit his hand-

"Hello? Duncan?"

"HOLY FUCKING DOUGHNUT SHOP- DAD!" Duncan yelled, shaking his hurting hand and sneering at Courtney.

"Nice entrance, pretty boy." He heard his father snicker over the phone. "So, what's been going on? I thought you guys couldn't have phones at that hotel…"

Duncan scowled. "For one, it's not even a hotel… but that's not important. You know that dumb old curse? The one about the third son of the third son?"

"Course I do… why?"

Courtney bit her lip as Duncan sucked in a breath. "Is there any reason why the curse wouldn't work?"

His dad let out a chuckle. "Yeah… there's a way. You can't fall in love with someone if they're already in love with you."

"Okay… wait what?" Duncan's eyes widened as he took in what his dad had just said. Courtney looked to Duncan oddly, trying to figure out what was going on.

"If the person closest to you is in love with you anyway, the curse won't work. You can't be forced to have to seek love from someone who already loves you…"

Duncan tried to avoid Courtney's intense stare, blushing madly. If what his dad said was true, that would mean that Courtney was in love… with him.

With me?

No way. "T-That's just stupid."

"The curse isn't stupid. It's true."

"Yeah, I know that now. I kind… fell in love with somebody." Duncan's voice lowered considerably, but his dad still caught it.

"Oh, who's the poor girl?"

"Well, about that, dad…"

Chris sat in his personal cabin, pissed that Duncan still had not made it back yet. Gosh, I mean, all he wanted was a little late night bang, it's not like he was asking for much… but it had been fifteen minutes and Chris was still horny as hell.

Chef was in the cabin next to him and Chris could see into his window that was currently open. "Hey Chef? …Would you ever want-"

"Nope, keep in it your pants, maggot." Chef slammed the window down and shut, never looking a Chris. "Gross ass idiot…"

Chris sighed, lying back on the bed. He then heard a knock at the door and shot up. He ran toward the door and opened it with a growl. "Dammit, Duncan, could you have taken longer to get here?"

Duncan shot him an evil smile and that was when Chris noticed that Courtney stood behind him… and that she was holding a hand onto Duncan's arm in reassurance. "What the hell are you doing here?" Chris spat. "I don't do group orgies… usually."

Courtney stuck out her tongue in disgust, and Duncan just smirked even wider. "Chris, Courtney and I are going on a date." Courtney blushed bright red, hiding her face in Duncan's back.

Chris raised a brow. "Um, Duncan, how about you just-"

"Did you know my dad is a cop, Chris?" Chris's face automatically paled. "Yeah, he's a cop, and he really doesn't like rapists."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Chris questioned, his eye twitching. "You were willing!"

Duncan growled. "I wasn't in my right mind, you bastard! Dammit, you're such a sick-o!" Chris felt a bit of a sting to his heart at that one- This version of Duncan wasn't like the one he had liked. Wait… liked? Had he really just admitted to himself that he liked Duncan? "You dumbass old man!" Okay, let's rephrase that- Had he just admitted to himself that he liked the nice Duncan?

"Duncan, wait-"

Duncan shook his head. "No way, asshole. I want the whole camp to have a week off."

"We're already on an extended hiatus, that can't happen-"

"Well, you had better make it happen." Duncan's fist collided with Chris' cheek as the host fell backwards, letting out a pained whine at the contact. "Unless you want to be in jail for the next few years, your whole career ruined, your life totally over."

Chris scrunched up his nose, but slowly nodded. "Fine… fine. All of you can have the week off… we'll send the boat to take you guys to the city. Just don't hit me again!" Chris said, shielding his face.

Duncan smirked. "That's what I like to hear. Come on, Princess."

Courtney couldn't believe Duncan would be so generous as to give the whole camp a week off- Heather included. She had smiled, but then clutched her back in pain at the news.

Everyone was so grateful toward Duncan that they all promised they wouldn't say a word to the paparazzi about his little 'fling' with Chris. Of course, they were all going to joke on him for it, and Geoff just spoke of how he 'wished we would've taken more pictures, brah'.

Courtney told Duncan that she didn't mind if he had been gay for a while. "Haven't we all?" Duncan decided not to dwell on the devious look that lingered in her eyes.

Both of them sat around the campfire, with everyone else, and Courtney discussed with Duncan about where they should go while they were in the city. "So wait… why exactly didn't you fall in love with me during the curse?" She asked.

Duncan thought about telling her, but then decided against that. He didn't want for her to have to admit that she loved him; he wanted her to have the strength and confidence to come to him with that on her own. "I don't know… I guess you're just the exception, so we'll have to just spend each full moon together from now on." She rolled her eyes, but he smirked. "You remember that time in the woods, when I said that part of me really wanting to kiss you?"

She blushed brightly, but nodded. He chewed his lip, holding back a grin. "Yeah, I really do think I was getting desperate in there… God, anybody but Chris…" He laughed and she punched his arm, but she couldn't hold back her smile…

"So, you really missed me, didn't you, Princess?"

The name made her want to jump for joy, but she stayed steady. "Maybe." She said, as he laced his hand in hers.

New Duncan would be missed…

He threw her a smirk, but there was hint of softness behind it…

But this Duncan was hers.

Chris walked out of the forest, looking at the cabins. He had just been blackmailed and he missed the version of Duncan he had only gotten to know for a month.

Where would he ever find someone that kind, that sweet, that slutty...?

"Hey!" Someone shouted, and Chris turned to see Lindsay, who was smiling widely. "So, you like it anal, huh? I can roll with that!"

-End-

A/N- Thank goodness, this story is over! Really, I wanna thank everyone for the awesome support on this story. Although this story didn't receive a butt-ton of reviews or anything, the ones I did get made my little heart melt with happiness! When I first posted this story, I believed it to be mediocre, but now I feel very happy about it all!

So thanks a ton to Iluvpurpleandblack99, DulceDania, NewLight92, TDI-TrueDarkChris-07, dynamicROAR, MidnightxHour, Anne Oying, Holly Blossom, Lottiee0-0, AnnabethMartinez, Arianna Veals and edwardandbella4evahfor the awesome possum reviews!

Love all you duckies and see ya next time! ;)

-Cereal