And this story is now updated. I've actually been meaning to write Jo's chapter for a while but for whatever reason kept forgetting about it. Until now that is. Anyway, I haven't actually got that much to say so let's just move right ahead to the main part of the chapter.
One day on the street of an unremarkable looking neighbourhood, Chef was driving around in his car in search of something while his smartphone lay on the car's dashboard in speakerphone mode.
"I don't get why I have to answer these questions." The voice of Chris remarked from the other line.
"I just want a simple explanation, is that too much to ask?" Chef said.
"Fine, fine, you got me. I wasn't actually listening." Chris admitted. "Repeat whatever your question was."
"I got an email from our producer Ms. Johansson last night 'bout me interviewin' Courtney and directions to her house." Chef explained. "But then this morning, she sends me an email 'bout how this has changed and now I gotta go to a completely different town and talk to Jo."
"I don't see what you're asking." Chris remarked.
"Why exactly did it change?" Chef asked. "You gotta know, right? You got a connection to the producers."
"Oh, yeah, yeah, it was just a scheduling conflict. Don't worry about it." Chris told him.
"Y'know I really feel like you all don't really communicate with me enough." Chef remarked.
"We've been working on that." Chris claimed.
"That's what you've been tellin' me ever since I started this but I ain't so sure I believe it." Chef said.
"Listen, Chef, buddy, we're gonna totally make some changes to accommodate you, all right." Chris told him. "But right now, get over to Jo's house and make sure she won't break anyone's nose if she comes back on the show, okay?"
"All right, fine. But if she tries to punch me I'm gettin' straight outta there." Chef said.
"That's what I'd do." Chris admitted. "Anyway, you have fun now."
"Hold on, don'cha hang up on me." Chef told Chris.
Chef's request came too late as Chris hung up on the other end as soon as the words left Chef's mouth.
"Dammit…" Chef muttered to himself. "Well, guess I'll just go find Jo's place."
Chef continued to drive around the neighbourhood for a few moments, keeping a close eye on the houses he passed.
"Hold up, I think I see the right address." Chef told himself.
Chef pulled up next to a pretty regular house with the only odd detail being two dumbbells left in the lawn for some reason.
"Yep, definitely the place." Chef said, eyeing the dumbbells.
Chef got out of the car and approached the front porch of the house. Once he was at the door he knocked at it several times. And after a few moments passed, the door opened to reveal a muscular middle aged man with a thick moustache on the other end.
"Well hey ya, how're you doing?" The man greeted. "You're that guy from the show Jolene was on, aren't ya?"
"Yep, that's me." Chef confirmed. "Name's Chef."
"Great to meet ya, Chef. I'm Oscar. I guess you're probably lookin' for my daughter." The man said.
"Ya know where I can find her?" Chef asked.
"Yep, she's over in the backyard right now." Oscar stated. "C'mon, follow me."
Oscar walked further into his own house and Chef followed him.
"So what's she doin' in the backyard right now?" Chef asked.
"Probably exercising." Oscar guessed. "It's one of Jo's major interests. One of mine too actually. Must run in the family. Anywho, I'll try not to bother you two while you're talking. Unless you really need help."
"I'm sure she won't be much trouble." Chef replied.
"That's great to hear." Oscar said.
Oscar walked over to a sliding glass door in the house's dining room.
"She should be out there." Oscar gestured to the door. "C'mon, keep following."
Chef and Oscar exited into the house's backyard. Once outside they saw a clear vision of Jo doing push ups out in the backyard.
"Jolene! That cook guy from the TV show you were on is here!" Oscar yelled to her.
"This is kind of a bad time, dad." Jo said, not stopping her workout.
"Well, he came here on his own time, heh." Oscar laughed a little. "I'll leave you two to it. Bye now."
Oscar walked away from the backyard, leaving Chef and Jo by themselves. Jo stopped doing her push ups and approached Chef once her father was gone.
"So… You're here." Jo remarked.
"Yep… Sure am." Chef said, not quite sure how to start out.
Jo stood up from the ground.
"So, what exactly are you investigating me for?" Jo asked as she turned around to face Chef.
"I ain't investigatin' you. But I read your file on the way here, and the producers think you got anger issues." Chef explained.
"Pfft, come on. Being competitive doesn't mean I have anger issues." Jo stated.
"I dunno, I sorta remember you havin' anger issues." Chef replied.
"Well, I think I remember me better than you remember me." Jo claimed.
"Y'know what Jo, let's get back to that later." Chef said. "I got a couple questions I wanna ask."
"OKay, fine, I'm listening." Jo replied.
"First off, do you have anywhere we could sit?" Chef asked.
"Is that one of the questions on the list?" Jo enquired.
"No, but I just don't wanna stand this whole time." Chef explained.
"Oh, got it." Jo replied. "Anyway, yeah, we've got some chairs over on the back porch. C'mon, follow me."
Jo led Chef over to the back deck of her house where a glass table and some plastic chairs were set up.
"It's not much but at least it's kinda comfortable." Jo told him.
"Oh, uh, thanks I guess." Chef replied.
The two of them sat down at the table.
"So, have any questions for me?" Jo asked.
"Oh, right, that." Chef remembered. "Lemme start of with this: Do ya got many friends?"
"Hmm... I have a lot of acquaintances." Jo replied. "Not sure if I consider many of them friends though."
"And why's that?" Chef asked.
"I dunno, guess I just like being alone." Jo said. "Plus, most people are kinda annoying."
"People you know or just people in general?" Chef asked.
"The latter." Jo replied. "I never seem to really get along with anyone."
"You sure that ain't a you problem?" Chef remarked.
"C'mon, aren't you supposed to be impartial or something?" Jo asked.
"I never said that." Chef pointed out.
"Okay, fine. Fair enough." Jo said. "So, have any more questions?"
"Indeed I do." Chef replied. "I'm curious 'bout what an average day is like for you."
"Well, I like working out." Jo stated. "Guess that's pretty obvious though. It doesn't really matter where. The gym, the park, my house. Any place where I can getr exercise is good for me."
"What's your endgame here?" Chef asked.
"What do you mean?" Jo said.
"Whatta you trainin' for exactly?" Chef clarified his question.
"Nothing in particular." Jo admitted. "I just like staying fit."
"And why's that?" Chef asked.
"Why not?" Jo replied. "Excercise is good for you and I always wanna be the best. I feel like that's a good enough reason."
"All right, you're right about that." Chef admitted. "But do ya ever feel like yer over obsessed with it?"
"No, I wouldn't say that." Jo replied. "It's healthy. And I don't think I like you being so judgy about it."
"Okay, fine. Let's move on to another topic." Chris said. "Would you say you're prone to outburst of anger?"
"Pfft, of course not." Jo brushed his concerns off. "It's just that everyone I know is really annoying."
"You sure you ain't the one annoyin' them." Chef remarked.
"Y'know, I'd really prefer it if you were impartial." Jo said.
"Okay, sorry, I'll try." Chef replied. "It's just the producers are concerned about your anger issues and over competitiveness... Is 'Competitiveness' a word?"
Jo shrugged.
"The point is, I'm just here to make sure those problems won't interfere witht he show" Chef explained. "Now c'mon, just admit that maybe you can get a little too angry sometimes."
"Okay, fine, maybe I go just a bit too far when I'm annoyed with people." Jo admitted. "But it's not like I hate them. I just want them to be as good as me."
"So you think you're pretty great?" Chef asked.
"Of course I am." Jo replied. "If dictionaries had pictures, they'd use a photo of me for the word 'Healthy'."
"You sure ya just don't have an inflated go?" Chef remarked.
"Pfft, no." Jo denied. "C'mon, look at me. I'm in pretty great shape, aren't I?"
"Yeah, all right. Fine." Chef admitted. "But ya still seem to think a bit too highly of yourself in my opinion."
"Can we just move on?" Jo requested.
"Fine." Chef accepted. "So, are ya interested in comin' back on the show at all?"
"Definitely. I had fun the first time and absolutely have to prove myself after being voted out third in All-Stars." Jo replied. "Seriously, that's not the note I wanna leave this series on."
"Okay, I'll be keepin' that in mind when makin' the decision." Chef remarked.
"Listen, I really think you're blowing my alleged 'Anger Issues' out of proportion." Jo said. "I'm a natural born leader. People fear strong leadership so they're interpreting it as anger issues."
"Sure, that's you version of it." Chef remarked.
"Ugh, I feel like the both of us are going nowhere." Jo complained.
"Would a change of scenery help?" Chef suggested.
"Hmm... Y'know, it just might." Jo admitted.
"Anywhere you wanna go?" Chef asked.
"I'm thinking the gym." Jo replied.
"All right, I could be up for that." Chef remarked. "C'mon, let's go. We're takin' my car."
"Why can't we take my family's car?" Jo asked.
"I like my car, that's why." Chef told her.
"Hmmph, fine. But I call shotgun." Jo said.
"I was plannin' on drivin' anyway." Chef remarked.
"Whatever, let's just go already." Jo said.
A little while later, Chef had driven his car away from Jo's house and into a more business oriented part of the town.
"So am I goin' the right way?" Chef asked.
"Yep, just around the corner." Jo replied. "Trust me, I know where I'm going. I go here a lot actually."
Chef turned the corner and saw a large gym with a sign above the door reading "Weight For It".
"Okay, stop here." Jo told him.
Chef brought the car to a halt and the two of them exited it. Soon after, they went into the gym and walked around. Jo in particular seemed to be eyeing the equipment.
"Hey, let's check out the bikes." Jo told Chef.
"All right, fine. But then we're gettin' back to the questions." Chef replied.
Jo walked over to a line of stationary bikes and sat down on one of the bikes in the middle. She began peddling and once she had built up a good pace, Chef decided to start talking.
"So Jo, can we get back to the interview?" Chef asked.
"Uh huh, go ahead." Jo said, mostly focused on the exercise.
"All right, Jo, do ya think your competitive nature will affect how you play Total Drama?" Chef asked.
"Of course it will." Jo replied. "I always try to assert myself as the leader no matter the situation. So when I come back on your show, you bet I'll let being competitve affect me."
"Huh, y'know Jo, yer a lot more normal than I remember you bein'." Chef admitted.
"What're you saying!?" Jo angrily asked. "Are you calling me a freak or something!?"
"Well, I, er, maybe." Chef replied.
"I'll have you know that I'm one of the most normal people to be on your show!" Jo declared. "I demand to be on the next season just to spite you in particular!"
"Okay, okay, calm down." Chef told her. "Y'know I gotta say, even with all the yellin', ya still ain't as angry as Eva."
"Who the hell is Eva?" Jo asked.
"First season, super muscular, really angry, liked her MP3. You ever watch season one?" Chef asked.
"Nah, I didn't really start paying attention 'til the third one." Jo replied.
"Well, Eva was basically like another version of you." Chef explained. "Only... Angrier."
"So a worse version of me, basically." Jo proudly said.
"Sure, whatever." Chef remarked.
"Are we done here?" Jo asked. "'Cause I feel like you're out of stuff to say."
"Yeah, yeah, I think it's safe to let you back. Gotta say, you're actin' way more normal than I expected." Chef admitted.
"I'm choosing to take that as a compliment." Jo remarked.
"I mostly meant it as one." Chef stated.
"So does this mean we're done here?" Jo asked.
"Yeah, yeah, I guess it does." Chef replied.
"Great. You can get going then. I think I'm gonna hang here for a little while longer." Jo told him.
"Whatever ya say." Chef remarked. "And seriously, ya seem way more well adjusted than I thought you'd be."
"You're damn right I'm well adjusted!" Jo cheered to herself. "Woo!"
"Okay, maybe not entirely well adjusted." Chef said to himself beore raising his voice to speak to Jo. "You take care of yourself now, all right."
"Oh yeah, I will." Jo replied.
Chef walked away from Jo and left the gym. As he went over to the car, he took out his phone and dialed a number into it. He leaned against his car as he waited for someone to pick up.
"Hey, what's up man?" Di Giovanni greeted from the other side.
"Doin' fine. Just finished up with Jo." Chef replied.
"Ah, good. And is she coming back?" Di Giovanni asked.
"Yep. I told Jo this already, but she wasn't as crazy as I was expectin' her to be." Chef remarked.
"Well, that's great." Di Giovanni said. "Talk to ya later, pal."
"Hold up, I can go home now, right?" Chef asked.
"Yeah, yeah, totally." Di Giovanni replied.
"Thank god." Chef remarked.
"Just need you to make a quick pitstop on the way back." Di Giovanni said.
"Dammit!" Chef exclaimed. "You're kiddin' right?"
"Nope, not joking." Di Giovanni replied. "Don't worry, seriously. It's on the way back home. Okay, talk to you later."
Before Chef could say anything else, Di Giovanni hung up the phone.
"Y'know what, I ain't even angry by this point." Chef admitted to himself. "Besides, I'm sure this show is all outta crazy people to send me anyways."
And that's it for the chapter. I had fun with this and hopefully I'll get the next instalment up by next week. Oh, and this time I'll give a hint as to who the subject of the next chapter will be. The hint is they're from season one. Anyway, I haven't got much else to say regarding this chapter so leave a review if you feel like it and I'll see you later. Thanks for reading.