Disclaimer: I do not own Chef, Chris, or TDI but I do own Vanessa, Todd, and Wyatt but all other characters belong to their owners respectively.
Ni Hao! If you're wondering what the heck I am saying, I am saying 'Hello' in Mandarin Chinese....I think -_-" My goal is to learn how to say hello in a lot of different languages so here's number three:
1. Hola- Spanish
2. Ni Hao- Mandarin Chinese
3. Aloha- Hawaiian
4. Hello- English
Anyway, I appreciate all of your reviews! Some people did not appreciate Alex's fall for Sheila except for some people, which I accept, but this was Sheila! His precious lighter! Would you seriously let your most precious object fall? Hmmmm? I don't think so!
Sorry for the scolding, I haven't been feeling good lately and I am just a wreck. I am returning to my teaching job as a history teacher which I love doing. I was all hugged when I returned (mostly by the boys track team, who seem to have a strange fascination with doing random stuff in my car...and nothing like that perverted crp.)
And.....I missed you all! *Huggles reviewers*
Lately, I have been listening to my top three Michael Jackson songs for some reason...my favorites are Beat It, Thriller, and Smooth Criminal. I love the Thriller music video (I love making fun of the fact that MJ can become a werecat, human, and then a zombie when he wants to) and Smooth Criminal was just plain amazing (especially when he crushed a pool table ball and blew the dust in some gangster's face) but the Beat It Music video disappointed me.
And I am very sorry for the readers of my other fics that I've been trying to write them but I just can't seem to function lately. My creative mind has been in overload with new ideas for new stories and I'm just trying to keep up but I also have to spend time with my family.
But enough of my complaining how was everyone's summer? I hope you had an exciting summer filled with adventure and fun, because you're going to keep those memories in your happy place when you're stuck in a boiling classroom. Sorry! Sorry, I did it again and nobody makes a reference to Britney Spears about my comment.
And I'm sorry about the long wait but I might not be able to update so fast, but I know I have my loyal reviewers...right?
This is the next chapter of Total Drama Circus where I might show the kids relaxing on their three days off or I might not, it all depends on my mood. I will be adding some new characters and some of them are based off of other characters in other books. First person to guess correctly where the inspiration of my newest character came from will get a small cameo in the next chapter.
And just to let you all know, from now on I will be making a private poll to see who goes home next and no one will be able to tell whose going home. Cruel? Yes. Sadistic? Yes. Chris-like? Oh most definitely :3
I just want to thank everyone for their patience and I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and a Happy (put your preferred yule day holiday here.)
AND THIS IS IMPORTANT! Is anyone here over the age of fourteen? Very important because there will be some PG-13 scenes later on and I don't want to write something that might scare the minds of ten year old kids.
I feel like this chapter is not as good as my last one so tell me if it's a little off than my last one please.
And for all of those who tell me that they almost gave up on me....SHUN THE NON-BELIEVERS! SHUUUUUNNNNNNN! And I would also like to apologize to the author of the character who is going home in this chapter. They will show up later in the series though, I promise.
Last but not least I absolutely adore all of my reviewers that have calmed my nerves, I love you guys and I love writing. I actually planned my Christmas break dedicated to writing but something unexpected came up and once again I am a victim of depression and stress.
And since I feel guilty at not having two chapters up, I'm going to enlist in your help with something. I need a song that is meant to entertain a person much like "Circus" and for the next chapter, one song I have chosen is "Zidler's Rap" from the lovely Moulin Rouge! Woo! Love that movie! But I need your help, please suggest songs that have a fun attitude towards it! Not about love or about some guy/girl but something that's meant just to be fun!
Alright I'm done....for now.... ;)
Peace. Love. Creativity.
"Last time on Total Drama Circus!" Chris shouted as he threw his arms in the air with an excited grin,
"The campers completed the first part of their challenge with some minor problems," The TV host chuckled.
Shows the tape of Ben flying upside down, James fainting, and Alex pushing Anastacia off.
"An almost cat-fight between the two resident Queen Bees' of the Circus caused some mixed reactions,"
Shows a clip of Vanessa reprimanding them while Ben in the Tent Cam looks disappointed.
"Even a the smallest bit of romance began to bloom,"
Shows the clips of Aimee cheering Felix and blushing when he turned his eyes on her, Jodie gazing dreamily at Wyatt's behind, Conway kissing Vanessa's clipboard,
"A heroic save cost one camper a challenge,"
Shows Alex forcing his hands out of Galleria's before reaching for his lighter as it falls,
"Finished off with disasters for our carnies."
Shows the seals, clowns, and the rain storm sent for the Carnies and the results of these obstacles.
The infamous host walked to the left with his arms folded behind his back, "It now comes down just to two carnies:" He holds up two fingers on one hand.
"Critical, messed-up Anastacia."
Shows a picture of Anastacia, not one of her best since she is yelling. One eye is open wide, her pupil dilated while the other one is halfway closed, her mouth open to reveal monster like pointy teeth, her nostrils flared, fingers spread apart menacingly like claws, and a small red vein swelled up on her neck about midway before it retreated under the neckline of her shirt.
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"Quiet pyromaniac Alex."
Shows a picture of Alex, his lighter held up to chest high. He has one hand wrapped around the lighter, another one shielding the flame as he stares devilishly into it, his smile matching the eyes. Shadows that showed off his cheekbones, nose, and chin giving off a rather spooky image.
"Find out who's the first loooosssaahhhh to go home on this episode of....CIRCUS!" Chris shouts as he holds out his arms suddenly, the camera backs up at every period before showing the Big Top.
THEME SONG START
It starts with two colors; yellow and red on half of the screen when they suddenly twirl together to create a human shape revealing Chris in his red Ringleader outfit. He smiles broadly and bows down for the camera while Vanessa walked on screen, the camera traced her shape from her legs up very slowly.
The camera then suddenly shoots up and zooms down on Todd and Ben stealing food from the concession stand. They snicker as they gather the food in their arms but a shadow looms over them from behind and it turns out to be Chef with his arms crossed against his chest. They stop scared and slowly turn around, their eyes wide. They open their mouth in a yell before scampering out of the concession stand with Chef right on their tails meanwhile Miranda started to laugh and point at them. She then turned out and continued to carve the face of Chris McClean into the tree she was leaning against.
It zooms back out and focuses it on Conway who is walking low to the ground, a rather large magnifying glass in his hand as he follows a series of footprints when they suddenly stop at a tree. He stands with a confused expression on his face, one hand on his hip while the other scratched the top of his head. The camera lifts up to show Pablo in the tree, he quickly spots the camera and puts a finger to his lips before looking back down nervously at Conway.
The camera then turns its attention to Wyatt who grins shyly at the camera and nods his head upwards, the camera tips upwards to see Jodie and Louise sitting in his palms, giggling. It zooms out to show Luke smiling at Wyatt as he fans himself off with a hand, staring dreamily at the oblivious cowboy from a picnic table. Next to him is Hailey and Jamie, with their noses in books. Hailey glances up and her green eyes widen as she spots the camera. The color pink emerges on her cheeks but as she stares at the camera she suddenly falls off the picnic table, taking a surprised Jamie with her.
The camera then does a 360 degree angle turn when it spies Dawn and Valentina in bikini's that looked like they were shrunken and made for a doll sun tanning on another picnic table, sunglasses covered their eyes. Meanwhile Veronica who had seated herself on a tree stump, her legs crossed pretzel style while she rested her head in her palm just staring off into space peacefully. It then turns to Alex and Mark, who are both practicing fire related stunts. Mark notices an anxious looking Misty and stands next to her, offering her a hand and a nod- a sign for her to show her stuff but she gently bites her lip and shakes her head.
Anastacia is standing stiffly, her arms crossed against her chest as she glares at Alex for doing his dangerous fire tricks when he suddenly takes a quick sip of a canteen and snaps back the lid of his precious lighter, he inhales and blows as the flame on the lighter explodes past her. She stops stiff and covers herself with her arms. When it's past, she uncovers herself and puts her hands on her hips, sneering at Alex when she notices that her shoes on fire. With wide eyes, she screams and runs around as her arms flail everywhere just as Isis shows up with a bucket of water and splashes Anastacia with it as she turned her head and closed her eyes tightly. The teen stopped running, her hair now a messy pile in front of her and she parts her hair and glares at Isis who lets down her arms and smiles sheepishly at Anastacia.
It then turns to night where Aimee and Felix are sitting together near a bonfire, James looks on and snorts. No sooner than he does, a squirrel flies right at his head. With panicked, wide eyes as he opens his mouth in a scream as he runs off of screen. Aimee tries to stifle her giggles as James runs off screen with a hand to her lips but then takes it away and smiles. She watches Felix deal his deck of cards and then holds up one with two fingers. He turns it around to see a couple holding each-other, the card dubbed 'The Lovers'. Aimee smiles shyly and turns her head away, a blush patched itself onto her cheeks as she kept her eyes on Felix and he leaned in, smiling dreamily at her. It suddenly ends with Chris comes in between the two and holds his hands up, the words 'Total Drama Circus' appears in Black while outlined in red and gold.
END OF THEME SONG
"I have the last balloon," Chris declared seriously, his eyebrows turned downward, as he held up his hand, an orange balloon bobbled slightly with his hand all the while delicately pulling at it's form of attachment to the sadistic host, "When I call your name, you are safe...for now. But for the pers-"
"Hurry up!" Anastacia ordered, her eyebrows furred together. Seriously, did she have to hear his long droning speech about how the loser must never come back? The sooner Alex leaves, the better...freak.
"Well excuse me Miss Bossy Boots," The host sneered before pulling a fist to his mouth, coughing.
"The carnie to stay is...." Chris's small onyx eyes darted to Anastacia's confident composure and Alex's relaxed form.
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"Alex."
Chris felt his heart jump when claw like fingers dug themselves into his shirt before curling them inward and pulling them forward to face a very...deranged looking Anastacia.
"WHAT?" She bellowed as Vanessa paid no mind to the girl's temper tantrum and tied the string around the fiery haired teen's wrist. Her hair created a golden halo as she spun around to viciously glare at her teammates whom (all but Alex and Miranda) flinched at the intensity of her glare.
She released Chris's shirt with a growl before stomping over to her team, "Why did you vote for me?!"
"S-sorry." Jamie tried to apologize but whimpered and shrunk back when the fuming girl set her dangerous, predatory eyes on him, her eyes told of unspoken horrors that she would have done if he had continued.
Alex, without a simple glance at Anastacia, stood up and stretched his fist up in the air while the other arm stuck out to the side, with a groan. "Well your Highness, it seems like your own court turned against you." He let his arms fall to the side but lifted one outstretched palm out to hold out to his fellow campers. What they didn't notice was a spark in his eyes that seemed to foreshadow something quite...dangerous that didn't go unnoticed by the stiff co-host, who was currently doing something with her hands.
Anastacia narrowed her eyes at the flame haired boy in pure loathe when he smirked at her, his left arm held vertically across his neck with his fingers curled into his palm all except for his index finger. He then slowly dragged his arm and his finger across his throat all the while he kept his eyes on the self-detonating blond in front of him and what caused the bomb to go off were four words:
"Off with her head." He declared with a victorious smirk, obviously enjoying his torture to the girl.
Everyone took a step back when they cast their eyes on the shaking Anastacia and breaths caught in their throats as she lifted her face up from the shadows, "No," She breathed before whipping out a large scythe, one hand curved around on a small bar near the end of the handle while another hand snaked itself around another bar near the metallic blade glinted maliciously in the light, "OFF WITH YOURS!"
Her rabid face suddenly fell, the muscles that were scrunched together in her face rapidly released as she fell forward before she even managed to carry out her threat. Her body gave a small twitch; the carnies looked at each-other in confusion and anxiety.
A pair of grey high heels tapping across the dirt floor where the only noise that was made as Vanessa walked forward bravely with her detached mask and lowered herself gingerly, perfectly balancing her weight on two inch heels that appeared threateningly delicate, and reached down to pluck two red feathered darts from the unconscious girl's neck.
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Miranda-She has her legs criss-crossed on the chair, her knees resting against the thin wooden arms of the chair, with her eyes staring vexed into the camera, "Way to choose them you guys. A blond homicidal chick with a self-destruct temper! What's next? A chick that can't tell the fine line between being obsessive and necrophilia?"
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Iris- "Where did she get a scythe?!?" Iris questions shocked her eyes wide and visibly gave off the sense of anxiety as she ran her thin hands up and down her arms.
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Alex-With his brown hiking boots perched comfortably on the top of the black make-up counter, ankles crossed, laid back Alex plays with the lid of his lighter before turning to the camera, "We all knew that chick would be lethal the moment she got here, my only question of this little experience is," He then unexpectedly smirks, "Where did she hide it on her?"
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Chris glances at his calm co-host, who was busy delicately plucking the darts from her neck and when she returned to her normal height he asked her, "How did you know that she'd have this humungo temper, Nessie?"
Her jaw tightened at the nickname, "Unlike you, I actually review the information that the contestants send in." She then fixed yet another loose strand of her chestnut colored hair by slipping it behind her ear before walking towards the carnies without a glance at Chris, "So you may all retire to the Snack Counter, where Chef will serve your dinner and you may unpack in your tents."
With groans and low mumbles, the carnies picked themselves off the stands and shuffled out of the Big Top with extra care to loop around their anesthetized fellow carnie in the fear that she had been playing a game of 'Possum' and would lunge for their throats with vengeance.
A simple toss and the sound of a lock clicking, Anastacia Arnholds ,who was currently down for the count was making her retreat in the back of the caged Truck of Freaks.
As they made their way back towards the snack counter, Jodie bit her lip and she started to think about a certain cowboy...that is until she had managed to walk into a very hard, rugged object and fell flat on her back. With a groan, she cradled her head with her hand before she glared up at who she had bumped into only to smile sheepishly to herself when she had looked up at the dark shape of a tree.
"Jodie are you alright?" A hand circled her upper arm and another one curled around her shoulder, helping her stand. The embarrassed blond cringed inwardly, praying that no one had seen her walk dead straight into a tree, and turned her head to see a concerned Iris.
"Yeah I'm fine." She admitted and smiled at the girl who returned it back.
"Fantasizing about Buffalo Bill?" Miranda questioned even though she appeared more interested in filing her nails.
"What?" Jodie asked her head titled a bit to the side almost like a small child. Isis smiled and giggled into her palm politely, "She meant Wyatt."
The blond turned her head shyly and allowed her golden curls to hide her red skin, "Yeah." Her teeth sunk gently into her bottom lip in thought, her heart raced just remembering his strong arms holding her, gently embracing her to his chest, and when his own baby blue eyes looked right into her own-The muscles in her cheek started to twitch with the light, air feeling of a smooth object being dragged along her cheek.
"Hey!" Jodie cried with frustration as she swatted a branch away, she glared at Todd who held the thin branch in his grasp. He just smirked at her as he fluttered the leaves in her face again, the light texture of the leaves fluttered against her cheek gently but Jodie was not amused as she scowled at him and swatted the branch away from her face. "Oh c'mon Cameron Diaz, it's too hard for me to resist." Todd chortled, with that he started to walk away with the same smirk plastered on his face, flapping the branch with a flick of his wrist as it flew in one direction before being snapped back over to another one.
She grit her teeth as her face flashed a much darker hue of red, her hands gripped in fists tightly at her side. Why did the redhead have to be such a jerk? Really? She thought and tightened her jaw, How can anyone trust a-a...buttface? Or like one for that matter?
A hand on her shoulder made the muscles so intensely packed together immediately made her muscles melt and relax; she turned her head to a smiling Isis. "Don't waste your time on him," She said and started to walk with her to the Snack Counter, "He's not worth the anger."
Her tight jaw released its iron grip and her lips turned into a smile, "Thanks."
Isis returned the smile, "No problem."
At the Snack Counter the victorious winners, The Snarling Sea Lions were currently investigating their new meal which Chef claimed to be hot dogs and French fries. Unfortunately for them, just because his name was Chef that didn't mean he was a good one.
Valentina froze as dark half moon rings circulated underneath her eyes, the same eyes that watched in nauseating horror as four black legs protruded from the "hot dog" before scampering off the plate. However, Ben was glaring at his meal as he crouched low but leaned forward. His fingers gripped the top of the table; he lowered himself to face his new enemy face to-err-meat side?
One cowboy certainly wasn't wasting his time inhaling his food as he scooped a large mound onto his spoon, the contents of the utensil slightly spilling over the edge, and plunged it into his mouth before he repeated the process all with his somewhat dry lips turned into a smile. Conway, who was sitting next to him, arched an eyebrow at him.
Wyatt just smiled and his blue eyes immediately darted to his untouched tray that had been supplied with a large amount of Chef's cooking. "Are you going to eat that?" Wyatt asked before the overfilled spoon disappeared into his mouth and reappeared clean. Without a second thought, Conway shoved the tray to the cowboy whose smile widened in delight.
The detective kept his eye on Wyatt as he rubbed his chin, theories hatched in his head about how the cowboy was not affected by Chef's lethal non-edible provision.
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Ben- The blackish-blue bruise that encircled his right eye was a bit faded (obviously healing), glaring at the camera he leans forward, "I have a bone to pick with the meat and it's," He stopped and leaned closer to the camera, "Going," He leaned in closer and his eyes narrowed, "DOWN!"
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Conway- He continued to rub his chin while his arm was crossed against his chest, his arm tucked in between his other arm and his rib cage, "How is he NOT throwing up? Could Wyatt be part of Chef's scheme to kill us all by lacing his "food" with cyanide?" He paused for a moment before summarizing, "Nah then why would he be eating our food? To kill himself?" He chuckled before stopping and his eyes popped open wide, "He's depressed and is resorting to SUICIDE!"He suddenly fell from the chair, taking the chair with him as a loud bang was heard and the desk with small jars of makeup shook a bit. "WHY DIDN'T I SEE THE SIGNS?!" (A/N: Poor Conway, I just couldn't resist doing this to him.)
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Wyatt- He smiled at the camera with a hand on his stomach that was shielded by his white wife beater, "My momma always said I had a strong stomach."
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Valentina, who had by now recovered from the shock of her food fleeing the table, had spotted the members of the Aggressive Camels as they emerged from the darkness that surrounded the area. Her fuchsia covered lips curled into a smirk when she discovered that the second Queen Bee was missing.
"Did the dogcatchers finally catch the Bitch and return her to the pound?" She questioned, as she crossed her arms a bit and leaned forward with her haughty eyes trailed after each member as they passed her.
"They came and fetched the Arnholds girl," Dawn explained as she finally surfaced from the forest with her own smirk at Valentina's disappointment, "Speaking of pounds though, did you gain some? Those jean shorts look like their cutting off circulation to your legs."
That comment caused heads to turn for yet another confrontation of the two Queens of Total Drama Circus. Jodie's mouth opened in a gasp, Isis's fingertips flew to her mouth in shock, Wyatt tipped his hat down a bit lower, and Ben...well Ben just watched with a large grin on his face as his eyes danced in excitement and observed their interactions with hunger.
Valentina wiped both sides of her mouth with a dull blue napkin, though her meal had escaped, with a chuckle and turned towards Dawn. Her molten eyes slowly worked their way down the others body and twinkled when her eyes landed on the gold chains hanging from her neck, "Actually I lost weight dear and the shorts are supposed to be tight just for show," Her long legs ascent from underneath the table and were spun around onto the other side, "And speaking of which, who were you trying to impress with that 'bling-bling' darling? You get them from your babies' daddy down in the ghetto?"
Some of the boys (mostly Ben, Mark, and Todd) let out 'Ooohhh burn baby!' while Hailey bit her lip nervously, Misty finally looked over with a bored expression, Miranda arched a brow, and Felix looked up from dealing his cards with a somewhat annoyed expression on his face.
Dawn felt the cool air burn her now crimson ears, her hand lifted up towards to briefly touch the necklaces with her fingertips before she smirked. "Of course he did, tell your dad I said thank-you."
Jaime's eyes darted nervously between the two girls as they retaliated with words of venom, neither one wanting to be the first to show any anger. He quickly learned that in the world of human females, that when faced with an enemy, both will exchange what looked like a good conversation to any ignorant male but hidden underneath were lethal comments that could easily set the other off. It was a game-no- it was a battle between the two, using malicious words as their weapons and the sharpness of their tongues as their shields. The victor would bask in their conquest to make the defeated lose her temper and would fling themselves into a totally new kind of battle- a cat fight.
Wisely, the introverted teen made his way slowly to the Snack Counter where he prayed he would reach a certain Chef in time to keep blood from spilling on the ground.
Valentina's jaw visibly tightened as she stood up from the bench to face Dawn. Dawn showed a smile that would put the Cheshire Cat to shame, her hands grasped her hips as her elbows bent out, and she balanced her weight on one leg while the other was kicked out. The other stood was if she was going to battle, her legs spread out evenly, her arms were spread out a couple inches from her sides, the muscles in her arms locked into place, her bronze eyes narrowed dangerously at the other girl.
Both girls at the same time then started to walk the short distance to each-other, both flat hands raised in the air.
SLAP! The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the woods. Todd nervously swallowed the saliva that was pooling in his mouth, Veronica's hands contained the shocked gasp that nearly escaped her mouth, while Ben's smirk melted off his face and was replaced with an appalled expression.
Valentina cringed, her head dipped to the side as she kept one apprehensive eye on the expression of her target while the other eye was scrunched closed in fear. Dawn's face was drained of color as her full crimson lips moved, much like a fish gasping for water, though no sound was ever heard. Simultaneously, they slid their hands off the face of their unintended target albeit their body locked into place with fear. A pair of onyx eyes darted to Valentina and slowly turned his head to her in an intimidating, all the while he kept his eyes focused on her own and never wavered as the girl started to shake in fear.
His eyes then flickered to Dawn's, ignoring the small squeal she gave, he directed his head towards her and kept his eyes locked with hers. A small vein in his neck bulged in warning to the other carnies.
With a growl, Chef grabbed both wrists of the girls and started to drag them to the Snack Counter, the two pairs of eyes widened dramatically. Valentina let her mouth drop open in a gasp and Dawn stumbled after Chef, desperately trying to catch up with his fast pace in her small thin high heels.
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Miranda- Her legs hung over the arm of the chair as she laid back comfortably against the other arm with a smirk directed towards the camera, "You know I'm not worried about this at all. Me? Worried?" She places a hand on her chest with the other one raised in the air up to her eye-level with her fingers, minus her index finger, curled into her palm but then that same hand waves the index finger in front of the camera, "Oh no. If Chef kills them, I see it as a win-win situation. If Chef kills them it means less competition, less drama, and the less chance they have at killing my brain cells. Plus," She shrugs with the smirk still plastered to her face, her hands fall as they cross each other against her stomach, "I won't have to do it later on, so Chef's saving me some time."
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Veronica- She smiles gingerly at the camera, "I think there's something behind this little incident, suppose Chef gives them a punishment and through working together they become best friends! I mean why else would that have happened?" She then thought about the situation for a minute before she spoke again, "I guess that won't work if they're both dead."
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Ben- Ben just sits there with his arms stuck closely to his side meanwhile his eye twitched slightly, his straight form suddenly collapsed as his head collided with the make-up desk once again muttering out small 'why's as he picked up his head an inch before letting it fall back onto the desk.
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Chef ignored the stares of the other carnies and then stopped at an empty table; he placed his two beefy hands on one shoulder of the two girls and forced them to sit on the benches that were connected to the table, applying pressure when they were taking too long to get their legs underneath the table.
He then suddenly walked into the Snack Counter, temporarily dissolving from view. Valentina's jaw tightened as she turned to glare hatefully at the Diva while the other returned the expression. "This is all your fault." Dawn hissed as she crossed her arms, hunched over slightly as if to hide her mouth from Chef if he was spying on them. "My fault? You caused this! If you hadn't made fun of my thighs, which I understand you're jealous about but-"
Dawn's eyes popped in shock, "JEALOUS? Of those meat packages you call thighs?!"
Soon both girls started to argue in whispers, their voices and words tangled in each-other as it was hard for the other carnies to make out what words were being traded. A sharp yet dull thud cut into the girls' argument that caused them both to squeal. The glint of the knife, which stood straight up from the table with it handle up in the air, winked at both girls menacingly. A dark skinned hand slowly descended behind them, Valentina and Dawn twisted to the side as they kept their eyes on the arm that came between them and mammoth fingers wrapped around the handle of the knife one by one.
The carnies expected for the Goliath Chef to look down on the two girls that snaked their arms around each-other shaking terribly, searching for some sort of comfort to ease their drumming hearts while the man took their lives with the butcher knife in his hands, their shaking stilled as a clean cut across the neck caused their gorgeous heads to tumble onto the ground, Headless Horseman style.
Dawn expected for the poor excuse of a cook to curl his bulky arm around her neck before sliding the blade against her neck, she would lean over onto the table as her lungs burned from lack of oxygen and the scent of blood filled the air. She would reach a hand out to the crowd, silently pleading with someone to help her as her world became dark and she choked on crimson liquid, ironically her favorite color, that started to slide down her throat.
Valentina expected the man to raise the knife high in the air and with his lips upturned in a psychotic smile before swinging the knife down into her back, yank it back out before he swung at her again and again and again until her screams of protests were silenced as she leaned against the table for support, her eyes glazed over as she went limp just like the dolls she use to play with. (A/N: I've been watching way too many horror movies, also tell me if I've been switching between past and present tense, I tend to do that a lot.)
What they didn't expect was for Chef to yank the knife from its hold in the table and to place two rather large bowls of his latest creations before them, the content of the bowls threatened to spill over the edge. His hand shot out and grabbed Valentina's wrist and forced a spoon into her grasp while he did the same thing to Dawn.
The two girls looked at each-other puzzled and glanced back at Chef with curiosity, anxiety, and fear. Chef crossed his arms over his chest as he stared down at them, "I thought since you all love my cookin' so much that you would get seconds, thirds, fourths, fifths, and sixths of it."
Wyatt snapped his fingers and held his bowl, he looked down sadly. "I wanted seconds." He mumbled sadly to himself as he leaned into the table, his elbows plotted on the table with his hands supporting his head.
Before the girls could even let their spoons touch the "food", the familiar sound of small clicks against the dirt ground could be heard and everyone turned their attention away from the show that came with dinner and focused on Vanessa. She stood there silently, her dark eyes glancing unemotionally at Valentina and Dawn, before she titled her head towards the rest of the carnies.
"I have come to inform you that furniture has just been moved into your tents and the repairs to any tears, rips, or holes have been sewed in. You may move your luggage in as soon as you are finished with your meal." She enlightened the curious teens, her arms creating a V as she held her clipboard sideways, fingers curled underneath the bottom with it laying against her upper thighs.
Almost immediately everyone scrambled from their seats, their eager hands nabbed their bags and suitcases as they ran, and all raced to the tents past Vanessa, whom wisely took a wide side step to the side to avoid yet another hit and run with teenagers.
To avoid attracting attention with the chance to flee, the bones Dawn's knees slowly started to elevate and she cautiously lifted one high heeled shoe in the air when a large hand pushed her back down on her bottom, "You're not goin' anywhere maggot until that bowl is licked clean." He commanded and then turned to the stoic Vanessa, they simply stared at each-other before he held up yet another bowl hoarded with the multicolor material.
Her thin eyebrow twitched upward before holding up a hand, "No thank-you."
THE SNARLING SEA LIONS (GIRLS' TENT)
Aimee stuck her arm underneath the mismatched, patched up tarp before lifting it up above her head and allowing herself to walk in. Her azure eyes leisurely observed the tent, taking in her new home for the next eight weeks.
Red cloth parallel hung from the wooden poles that had been carefully bandaged, wide enough for a person to sleep comfortably on. Small black tassels fell from the sides of the hammocks while small red silk pillows that peeked out from the side of the hammock showed off a small glint, tempting anyone to slowly drag their fingers across the soft material. The hammock's twin hung still below it. Another two hung off to the side while a lone hammock faced a different direction at the end of the others, identical to its sisters.
A small circular, tan rug lay peacefully in the middle of the tent. Its small tassels were each separated and laid out equally, almost too perfectly. To the side where at least some space between the hammocks and the entry way of the tent, two light brown bureau's fit snugly between the wall and the hammocks with a large mirror reflected the image of Aimee from two different positions. A large lantern hung from the center, its light cast shadows upon the hammocks and bureau's.
"Wow." She finally smiled when she stepped into the tent; she noticed that the tent was a lot bigger than what she remembered. Aimee thought surely that the lantern would be low enough to hit anyone passing in the head but surprisingly it suspended about two feet above the top hammock.
"Oh wow!" Louise squealed as she entered, a little skip in her walk as she stood off to the side and allowed Veronica and Misty to follow behind her.
"This is almost just like as if we were gypsies!" Veronica giggled as she jumped a bit and turned her head to a bored Misty, "Don't you think so?" Blasé blue eyes whipped to Veronica's excited face without turning her head, "Oh yes, I feel like Esmeralda in the Court of Miracles right now." Her sarcastic voice caused Veronica's smile to drop into a frown, her own eyes trailed after Misty as she left Veronica by the exit.
Aimee curled her finger around the edge of one hammock before turning her head to the small group, "So who wants what bunk?" Her eyes hopefully turned to Louise but that flame of faith soon extinguished as Veronica immediately snaked her fingers around the human rainbow's arm.] "I call dibs on Louise!" Veronica cried but then realized what words came out of her mouth, she looked at the flustered girl who shyly smiled and nodded.
Misty knowingly turned her eyes to the raved haired girl with her dull sapphire orbs, "Bottom's mine." She then threw her blue duffel bag onto the ground beneath the contrasting hammock before she stalked out of the tent.
Aimee let out a breath she realized that her lungs had taken hostage; she had to admit that the gymnast was a bit intimidating but she felt a bit uncomfortable around her for the lifeless looks she gave. With that thought, she couldn't remember seeing Misty smile once since they had gotten there and the looks she gave were often out of complete boredom, annoyance, or comatose. She allowed her fingers run across the top of the hammock, the simple texture underneath her fingertips in complete thought.
Louise gingerly lowered her weight into the bottom hammock and cautiously listened to the creaks and moans it produced. When she was positive that it was secured and wouldn't collapse on top of her, she reached an arm into her knapsack and gripped a large object before she dragged a grand cobalt blue covered sketchbook onto her lap. With a flick of her wrist, the pencil that had been stuck in the rings had appeared in her hand followed by the cover flipped over the top.
Immediately the pencil traced lines over the parchment only pausing for large copper orbs to quickly study a picture that had been clipped to the upper right corner before the pencil came back to life. "Wow." She heard multiple voices whisper in awe, her eyes widened before she ducked her head to the side and turned it to discover both Aimee and Veronica staring at her drawing in amazement. The stares of marvel ignited a fire underneath Louise's face, causing the skin to become rosy pink in appearance.
"Louise!" Veronica squealed as she gave the blushing girl a small gentle slap in the shoulder, not noticing the girl's shy wince and uncertainty "You didn't tell us that you could-you could-"
"Create a masterpiece!" Aimee giggled and pushed her raven locks out of her view of Louise's work.
"And who is this handsome guy?" Bright green eyes sparkled with a mischievously curious twinkle as Louise's blush darkened.
"Your beau?" Aimee gripped Louise's shoulders gently before sliding her face next to Louise's with a curious smile.
The bronze haired girl swallowed nervously before replying, "No, no he's not."
She felt her heart sank when Aimee and Veronica exchanged disappointed replies. "Well what about you Veronica? Have any flames at home?" Aimee questioned as she swung from underneath the other hammock, one hand on the pole that kept the whole thing up as she swung around to face the girls (Louise was watching and listening nervously).
Veronica smiled gently and shook her head, "No, no boyfriend...at least not yet." She added before biting her lip gently. She looked at Aimee before she glanced at the entryway where Misty made her entrance, bored eyes and stiff mouth line and all. "How about you Misty?"
The blond didn't bother to glance back as she put a small plastic bag (that held toothpaste, a toothbrush, brush, and multiple face cleaning bottles), "What?"
Veronica gripped the vertical metal bar, her fingers curled around the bar as she looked at Misty, "Do you have a boyfriend?" She winced slightly when Misty abruptly stopped her actions. Veronica relaxed a bit when the girl released a sigh before she continued what she was doing before she was questioned, "Don't have time for a guy to suck my face with hopes of getting in my pants."
Louise was about to reply when Misty continued, "I have been training ever since I could walk for gymnastics at the Olympics, a boyfriend would only distract me."
"But wouldn't you feel lonely?" Aimee piped up.
"Why would I feel lonely?" Misty inquest as she whipped around, her golden ponytail created a halo as she did so, with a blaze in her eyes that obviously meant that she was starting to become aggravated. Only Louise didn't take heed to the girl's growing temper, "Well because there's no one for you to hug, hold hands with, and-" She was immediately cut off by the blonde's glare. Soon Misty lifted her foot, moved it forward a bit and slammed it back down onto the Earth and repeated the gesture again, stomping to the middle of the room and quickly blew out the flame that was held hostage by the lamp that swung innocently in the middle of the room.
"If anyone turns that lamp back on, you're gonna wish you didn't." Her threat made the other three girls quake a bit. They paused when they heard creaks and the sounds of fabric moving before she let out a 'G'night.' leaving the three girls in complete darkness and on their own to get dressed in their nightwear and to climb into bed which left Aimee in a death or life sentence. But when Aimee thought about climbing the hammock in the dark, she felt that her left out tent-mate would be more deserving to bunk with Misty and left to make the opposite bunk hers.
You're welcome Valentina.
THE SNARLING SEA LIONS (BOYS' TENT)
Wyatt entered first and quickly let his robin egg shell eyes observe his new home before he held up the flap and allowed the boys to duck cowboy tilted his cowboy hat back to allow his view and he let out a loud whistle, "Why look at this fellas, we get hammocks." He smiled as he ran his calloused hands over the crimson hammock, a sigh of relief escaped from his lips when he realized that the hammocks were not a figment of his imagination.
Back at Texas, when he was finished with his daily chores, he would lounge in a hammock, with his arms tucked comfortably underneath his head, his hat tipped over his eyes, and his legs crossed at the ankles. He remembered the sound of crickets at night, chirping an alleviating lullaby.
He then remembered where he was and stood aside for the other boys to enter their new home, Ben raced in and threw his stuff onto a hammock. "I call top!"
James entered next and stood off to the side with a look of disgust imprinted on his face, "Oh well this is terribly repulsive." He frowned at the dirt ground with a look of extreme disapproval but turned his head to Luke, whom had stood by his side, in amusement when he responded, "I know right? These colors," He motioned to the red and white patched tent, "So doesn't match with purple or blue."
Conway entered with a same look that James gave, "Hammocks? Couldn't we get cots or bunk beds?" He gave one a swing with dislike but turned his attention to the cowboy on the bottom hammock, who had already made himself comfortable with his hat tipped over his eyes and arms behind his head, "Nothing beats a good hammock there bud," He released a content sigh as he snuggled deeper into the hammock, "Just like Texas."
James scoffed and crossed his arms, "Oh yes, with the hillbillies and their-AH!" He left off when Wyatt materialized in front of him, his usually friendly demeanor suddenly transformed threateningly like a bear, "Don't you dare even think about insultin' good ole Texas."
Alarmed by his friend's unexpected behavior, Conway pulled on one of the cowboy's stalwart arms with the desperate attempt to distract him, "How about girlfriends Wyatt? Bet you have tons of girls just chasing you; probably have your own fan club." He smirked as he released his arm and crossed his own arms across his chest.
The cowboy looked down at him with a blush that spread out against his tan face as he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "Um actually you fellas, I've never had a girlfriend before."
Ben, who had been trying to balance his weight in one of the top hammocks, heard Wyatt's confession and his eyes widened dramatically and found himself on the dirt floor when the hammock twisted and knocked him over. He immediately appeared next to the cowboy and gave him a doubtful look, "No way dude, you must have had a girlfriend! You're lying!" He pointed a finger at Wyatt, causing the cowboy to lean back away from Ben. The prankster narrowed his eyes at the cowboy; He's being so modest here! He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, cowboys and their modesty. He saw the old west TV shows, they get all the girls! John Wayne and Clint Eastwood were good examples but mostly John Wayne got the girls at the end.
Luke seemingly popped out of nowhere next to Wyatt, "Yeah I mean what gives? You're hot!" Wyatt paused and stared at Luke, the blush intensifying and gently pushed the two away from him since his personal bubble was being attacked from two sides. He unknowingly bit the inside of his cheek and his fingers pinched the brim of his hat with hesitance. Normally, the other folks would laugh at him for being such a "gentleman" while he had unintentionally gained a fan-club, he couldn't go anywhere without the sound of high pitched feminine giggles would reach his ears. It wasn't like he acted this way because it was who he was; it was who he was raised to be.
"I just never found the right lady," He said and he readjusted his hat, "The others were kinda like wolves huntin' a jackrabbit, I have some restriction orders against some but the girls in Texas..." He let out a sigh, "I just want someone different." It was true; he wanted someone different from the Southern Debutant that would always be polite and feminine and someone different from the rough and tough tomboys of the west.
"You know man there are plenty of chicks here." Ben took a step towards the shy cowboy, "You could always go for one of them." His talk about the girls made Wyatt's stomach churn and he swallowed nervously.
Felix, who had slithered in silently and already began unpacking, saw the unintentional stress that the boy was giving the cowboy and decided to take a step forward with a sigh, "How about you Ben?" He asked nonchalantly while he kept his eyes on his bag, only to stop every once in a while to reposition the wide dark frames that balanced on his nose.
With the thought of drilling Wyatt suddenly wiped clean from his mind, Ben smirked as his chest swelled proudly. "Tons, I had to tell them though that I needed some space but," He paused and sighed, though the smirk was still imprinted on his face, he attempted to sit in a low hammock but it had twisted when he touched it and caused him to fall bum first on the ground. He looked up with the look of uncertainty on his face before the smirk returned and he shrugged, "When you got it, they want it and it's oh so hard to resist the ladies."
Felix thanked the Higher Beings that he hadn't faced Ben otherwise he wouldn't have the chance to roll his eyes at the presumptuous bragging of the mild prankster. While he knew that he was trying to appear a cool person to the rest of the male group of the Snarling Sea Lions, Felix knew that this was an obvious ploy to gain some distinct superiority over the males. He could understand Wyatt's hesitance to seek a girl among the competition, not because he didn't want to be distracted (The Higher Beings informed him that Wyatt was here to make friends and to have fun) but because he didn't want to ruin any friendships he would make among them and if something went wrong, the gregarious cowboy would lose a good friend and friendship was something Felix could tell Wyatt cherished.
His thoughts were interrupted when a bronze tanned arm hung lightly around his neck and pulled him closer into something hard and warm; he turned his tediously auburn eyes to search the face of Ben, who had a smirk that resembled the psychotic cat in Alice in Wonderland.
"How about you, Felix?" He drawled his name for no purpose, his easy eyes set on the psychic. When the boy made no attempt to answer, the sparkle in Ben's eyes started to shine, "What?" He questioned in fictitious shock, "You too? The Higher Beings didn't tell you anything?"
With a set jaw, Felix turned his head slightly towards Ben, "The Higher Beings care about quality not quantity." The arm around Felix's neck stiffened before it slid off and Ben turned to his other team-mates. James sighed, "It's fascinating how money could get you anything you wanted," He paused just to see if he held Ben's attention and when he did he continued, "Including girls."
His uninterested profile was slightly thrown off when the blond materialized by his side, "Like Meghan Fox?" The moment the name spilled from Ben's lips, James's eyebrows furred in disgust. Of course James mentally rolled his eyes Go for the one female that does anything alluring for five minutes of attention.
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Wyatt- He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "Now that was embarrassing," a faint blush breaks over his face, "I just hope that Ben doesn't go and make himself look like a fool."
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Ben- "I think I have my work cut out for me," He leans forward on the make-up table with an arm bent while his other hand was planted firmly on the thin wood arm of the chair, "I mean Wyatt has no love life whatsoever and Conway is crazy lovesick over Vanessa." He lets out a tired sigh before he rubs his eyes with a hand and sits back and his lips curled into a smirk while both hands held the back of his head comfortably, "It looks like they need some help."
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James- "Really? Meaghan Fox?" The rich boy questioned the camera with disbelief, "Anyone could do better than her."
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Conway grinned, "I don't see why you'd want her," he then chuckled, "You don't know where that may have been." He absentmindedly smoothed the wrinkles on his silk pillow in thought of the detached yet bewitching woman who plagued his thoughts since he had first stepped onto the TDC grounds. He let out a grunt when a sharp slap on the back awoke him from his daydreams, "Dude, I totally forgot about your little moment with Nessie."
From the corner of his eye, Conway could see Wyatt shake his head. He let his knuckles rest against his shirt as a dreamy smile took control of his lips, "Yeah" but it then dropped into a worried frown and he turned to Ben, "Do you think it was too soon?" He felt the smile return when the blond shook his head quickly, "Not at all but there are some things you could up a bit."
Felix, Wyatt, and Luke exchanged equal looks of concern and annoyance that went unnoticed by James (who wouldn't have truly cared anyway), Ben and Conway. Felix groaned mentally and started to rub the back of his neck uncertainly as he could already feel the aches he'd get just from listening to the ridiculous advice that the mischievous blond was giving to the detective.
This is going to be a long night.
AGGRESSIVE CAMELS (GIRLS' TENT)
Miranda didn't take as much time as the others to examine their living quarters before she dumped her things to the side of one set of hammocks and disappeared with a flick of the tent flap. Hailey nervously bit her lip as she started to unpack, her emerald eyes quickly glanced at the property of Miranda before she hastily looked away just in case if the girl would reappear and see her staring before she would have to deal with the tough girl.
She let out a quiet sigh; the exhale that took some pressure off of her chest relieved her a bit. She knew that the ochre haired girl named Isis seemed friendly enough but she could feel that she was holding back and like Hailey, wasn't open about her feelings. The caramel curly haired girl, Janice or was it Jodie? She finally decided that Jodie seemed to fit her and felt the obvious attraction that she felt towards the cowboy of the opposite team. Hailey had seen enough of couples at her own school to realize the dreamy, amorous ogle that Jodie sent to him was one that mirrored the many stares that one individual sent to another, usually one of the opposite gender and sometimes it wasn't.
She felt the cool air sting her face when the recent memory of Mark's claim surfaced to her mind, the butterflies in her stomach made her felt slightly uneasy. Both boys (Todd and Mark) were both indubitably handsome, the way they used their words and their confidence in the art of flirting made her very nervous. Though Todd had clearly mastered some high level in flirting, Mark seemed more like a good friend though the curl of his lips, the way his eyes zoned on her, and his voice made her blush. She was slightly annoyed at his own blind view of his own bantering skills.
Her thoughts of the two boys were rudely interrupted when a pile of clothes landed on her hammock which caused her to jump slightly. Her eyes whipped at the tent flap to spot Miranda gazing at her with an arched brow, "Something wrong?"
Almost too quickly, she shook her head and took a step to the side. The girl clicked her tongue before she turned towards her other teammates with an akimbo form, "Alright listen up, now I'm a very private person and I don't appreciate my stuff being taken or touched without my knowing or permission. If I find out you have something of mine," Her lips curled into a sadistic smirk, "Let's just say that you might need to visit Nurse Chef." The curl of her lips broadened when the image of the short skirt nurse outfit with the masculine Chef together caused the girls (with the exception of herself of course) to shudder in disgust at the mentally disturbing vision.
Isis returned to unpacking her bag when she felt pressure applied to her arm, constructing her blood flow and when she did whip her eyes down to the source she only saw two dark orbs staring back at her.
"Can I have top?" Jodie smiled up at Isis excitedly, her body jumped up in down to show her enthusiasm. She was excited, she had made a real friend here and it wasn't the jerk head Todd, the meaner Miranda, or even the adorable Hailey.
Isis's eyelids fluttered wide in surprise and paused, shifting uncomfortably as she finally let out a mumbled, "S-sure."
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Jodie- "Isis and me are going to the best of friends!" The excited curly golden haired girl cried happily, "We're going to do everything together! We can stay up, tell each-other secrets, do each-others hair-
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Isis- Dark crescents clearly showed Isis's attitude towards it all, "What was I going to do? Tell her no?" She sighed tiredly, "This is going to be a long eight weeks."
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Jodie- "Talk about boys, paint each-others nails." The smiling girl let out a breath of air, "This is going to be so much fun!" Her hands gripped her knees underneath the make-up table which caused her arms to look like a V.
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Isis- All she did was stare at the camera pleadingly before she groaned and let her head fall into her awaiting hands.
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Miranda rolled her eyes as the Goldilocks hair styled girl squealed happily and started to jump up and down. With the feeling that a headache was soon about to start, her eyes searched for something to stop the continuing and vexatious high pitched noise. Whose pair of lungs did she inherit? The family dog? She snorted to herself and finally grasped a pair of short socks folded up so that it was more like a small ball of cotton. With no emotion, Miranda walked over and quickly tucked the socks into the girls mouth.
"Less is more darling, remember that." She commented her ego swelled when she saw the girls' brown eyes pop open wide and the glint of fear in those dark orbs. With a sickeningly sweet smile, Miranda patted her cheek and moved back to the hammocks. She smirked when she heard the girl spit out the socks. She turned around with a raised brow at the girl but Jodie smiled sheepishly and held out the socks to her. Her smile fell when the girl didn't take back her socks and without knowing what else to do, Jodie rubbed it against her jean shorts before presenting them to Miranda whom gladly took them back.
THE AGGRESSIVE CAMELS (BOYS' TENT)
Todd hummed to himself as he gently swayed in his hammock. Alright, he wasn't sure if the hammock could swing gently before it would fall and crush the occupant of the other hammock below him but might as well try. He snuggled back into the crimson material with his arms folded neatly behind his head. He let his eyelids drop and he took in a deep breath before releasing it, taking in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the tent for the moment while the rest of the boys had gone to relieve themselves.
He let himself replay the memories that his brain had received through the days' events. It was chaotic, he allowed a chuckle to ripple through his chest and release from his throat, just like the host but now that he had the new organized and safety wise Vanessa Grimsby, Todd did not feel as nervous as he thought he would be. Vanessa was certainly different from her co-worker, he organized her in the same category he put the Type A's in with past victim of Chris's torture, Courtney. Todd couldn't but help at the relationship that Chris had with her (Vanessa that is.), he was most definitely whipped but he could get his own way sometimes. If she had only noticed, Vanessa would realize that she could easily get Chris wrapped around her little pink as easily as Alex could set a fire.
His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed that he was no longer alone, he felt the presence of something coming closer to him and without opening his eyes his hand shot out from behind his head and grasped something warm yet skinny. Cracking open one eye lazily, he looked into the frightened face of Pablo. Todd looked down at his hand, then at Pablo, before turning his gaze to the thing that Pablo was reaching for. Which was his single shark tooth necklace that he had been given a gift from his grandparents whom went on their thirtieth honeymoon and this time it was to Athens, Greece. His other eyelid opened seriously as he frowned at the boy who had started to twitch anxiously, now Todd was a mischievous person but the line ended at stealing, drugs, drinking, and smoking. It was one of those things he didn't put up with.
"Now didn't your mother ever teach you about personal space?" Todd demanded from the boy and then tossed his wrist away and sat up, "If you ever think about stealing my stuff- anybodys for that matter- and I will see to it that your time at the island is done. Capiche?"
Pablo nodded so fast Todd thought that his head would fall off. He reached out and gently poked the boy in the forehead, "Otherwise man, no harm no foul." He forced a smile to help calm the guy down, "So Pablo where are you from?" He settled back down into his hammock only to feel it tip slightly and Pablo leer over him.
His dark eyes narrowed at the redhead, "You think you've outsmarted me? Uh-uh, I don't think so. You're trying to get me in a state of safety and comfortableness, just waiting for me to slip up and when I do, you'll put me in the can! Well I can tell you right now," He tapped his temple and licked his cracked lips, "I'm much smarter than that, so you will know NOTHING!"
Todd's eyes widened as he leaned away from the guy, he just warned the guy not to steal and then just asked a question to get to know him and already Todd had learned much more than Pablo intended to release. Since he was a people person, Todd knew what people could be like and what they would be before they do it. In this case, the guy was paranoid and could have a problem keeping a hand to himself when it came to anything that was left unprotected. He obviously also prided himself on the smarts he thought he had but Todd could only mentally shake his head. What a sad little man. Was the only thing Todd thought when Pablo started to give his little speech.
However when the sound of footsteps and laughter was heard, Pablo's sudden new confidence immediately disappeared as he let go of the hammock and sat on the one below Todd. With the flick of the tent flap, Mark and Alex entered with a timid Jamie behind them. "I swore Chris nearly had a heart attack when he saw Anastacia with the scythe." Mark chortled as he leaned against one of the beams of the hammocks that he was currently occupying.
" Well besides fear put aside I saw something different," Todd smirked as his chocolate eyes turned to the pyromaniac who mindlessly played with his lighter.
Alex narrowed his eyes at Todd but said nothing, he did look at Todd when Mark and Jamie turned towards the redhead in interest of what Todd observed during the riotous scene. The flirtatious prankster merely shrugged, "I thought I saw our fabulous host wet himself." The word 'fabulous' was obviously used in sarcasm but that didn't stop Mark to burst out laughing while Jamie smiled, Alex continued to play with his lighter and Pablo shook his head.
"So besides Conway thinking he won Vanessa's heart, who here has a girl?" Mark asked nonchalantly as he cautiously sat himself down in his hammock before letting out a surprised 'whoa' when it swung a little.
Todd sat himself up in his hammock, "Well I don't have a girl at home exactly but I did manage to get four phone numbers when I was at the airport."
Jamie could not hide himself when Mark's eyes settled on his nervous form, "How about you? A girl waiting at home?"And the timid boy let out a stuttered 'No' and quickly began to put folded clothes away in the bureau beside his hammock.
"What your not gay are you?" Alex asked harshly which caused Jamie to flinch and bit his lip. Great he thought to himself They hate guys who like other guys and their gonna tease me, mock me, and who knows what else? The grip on his clothes tightened as his knuckles turned white which caught Todd's eye, he sat up and hopped down from his hammock.
"Not that there's anything wrong with that." The redhead stated and sent a glare in Mark's direction before putting a hand on the nervous teens shoulder. Jamie flinched but looked at Todd through the mirror and was much too nervous to turn around. "Hey I've got nothing against a guy who digs other guys." Todd turned around with eyes that dared anyone else to go against his belief. Mark shifted uncomfortably, "Doesn't it bother you?" He started to become tense underneath Todd's stare, "No it doesn't and why should it? Does it bother you Mark?"
Said boy but his hands up in defense and Todd backed down and smiled at Jamie though his back was turned, "Hey at least we're not stuck with James, just imagine that kid trying to sleep throughout the night with bugs and dirt around." A plan sparked in his mind and it showed through the mischievous glint in his eyes, "Hey guys, feel like doing something fun?"
Alex immediately recognized the look in the redhead's eyes, "Oh yeah I'm up to it." He smirked though it did not match the trickster's Cheshire smirk, it certainly one that was categorized as wicked. Mark nodded his head and stood up next to Todd with Alex right by his side. Todd turned his head to gaze at Jamie, who had been silent and still packing his clothes while Pablo had been his usual quiet self.
"C'mon boys, don't ya wanna join?" Todd asked as he put both arms around Pablo and Jamie, "This could be some very valuable boy bonding time and besides," He then leaned closer to Pablo who glared at him with suspicion, "It'd be the perfect prank to pull on a certain detective and get away with it." He immediately knew he caught Pablo's interest when the teen smirked devilishly and started to rub his hands together and Jamie just nodded with a shy smile.
He knew that this was going to be a fun night, a very fun night.
The camera view zooms in on Chris, who looks pretty comfortable, sitting in a nice looking red chair with the shine of the flames from the fireplace next to him develops his face, dark shadows appear to highlight his cheekbones and his dark eyes. He is still in his ringleader costume and holds a small white mug in his hand as he watches the small TV in front of him showing everything the carnies have been doing.
He laughed and turned towards the camera with his onyx eye sparkled with pride, "What will become of the Snarling Sea Lion Boys? What plans does Todd have in store for them? Will Ben be able to help Wyatt win the heart of one lucky chick? Will we find out the mysterious man Louise drew and has a picture of?"
His smirk then became look it was forced while the sparkle of pride changed to a glint of anger and jealousy as his large rectangular eyebrows furred together, "And will Conway finally get it through his small, thick, delusional, annoying, skull that Nessie has no interest in a delusional-," the skin of his knuckles turn white, "batty-," he starts to say them through gritted teeth, "hormonal teenager?" The mug in his constructing grip crumbles to the harsh pressure and falls in Chris's lap as well as the drink that it had been holding.
His face immediately draws into a scowl as he looks down at his lap but forces a smile when he turned his attention back to the camera, "Who knows? What challenge is in store for our carnies? And what does a man have to do to get a clean pair of pants around here?! Find out next time on Total Drama CIRCUS!"
Once again, I'm sorry that I'm late on the chapter and you guys can't believe how happy I am to finally have this done! I missed you guys like crazy and since my life has been chaotic, it was hard to write for you guys!
I decided that Pablo, Hailey, Louise, Jamie, Todd, and Misty needed some more insight and I hope I gave the character the room to talk all except for poor timid Jamie, I felt like he didn't get enough time in this episode and I'll make sure that he gets more next time.
And I'm sorry for Anastacia but I also had such a hard time choosing that I pulled names out of a hat again at least four times and Anastacia won...I mean lost in this case. She might show up later on.
And I'm mad at myself for trying to rush through this chapter and I don't feel that this is not as detailed as the last chapter :(
I hope you guys haven't forgotten me and I'm making sure that the next chapter will come out a lot faster.
Reviews=love and believe me, I needs lots and lots of it right now.
Alright I have nothing more to say besides that I'll see you guys soon because my other stories need some serious TLC right now.
iHasta La Vista!