Here's part two of "Oh My Fanfiction!" I've recieved plenty of positive feedback from the first part, so hoping to keep that up. Aaaaannnnddddd, it's the twenty-first chapter! SMILEY FACE! Twenty-one is one of my lucky numbers (as well as seven and fourteen), so, let's try and celebrate that by making this a loooonnnngggg chapter and longer reviews! They make me smile.

Hopefully, you're not offended by the Izzy/Lindsay moment in this chapter... I apologize in advance if this does, this was just a bit of humor for my sake.

Disclaimer: I have TWENTY other disclaimers. But, for the sake of tradition, I don't own Total Drama or any of its characters. I own Rosalind, Selene, Coriander, and Frances. That's it.

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The scene opened to the way we left off last time, zooming in on our newest victim - I mean, ACTOR's - chance to make an ordinary fanfiction writer's dreams come true.

The camper that we'll start focusing on is Angie. Roll it!

"Boring... boring... boring..."

Angie had long since given into her fears of what Jaded Mask would write about and decided to browse through the entire Total Drama Blainerific archive.

"Boring... boring... ooh..."

This summary was very entertaining to Angie, so much that she fell on the floor with laughter.

Adam's feelings for another camper had been growing since the events of The Talentless Show. Jealousy growing from this camper's relationship with another, who could it be? He was always proud to be different from his sister, and proud of what he has, but things change when she finally gains what he'll never have... Adam/Wolfgang, Slash, MxM -

"Angie, what are you reading?" Wolfgang had been in the room the entire time, spending time with his girlfriend. It was irony, though, when the girl forgets you're there.

Angie just laughed again and shoved the laptop at him.

"'And so Wolfgang finally looked up, feeling a camper's gaze on him, stopping the strums of his guitar to see a certain prankster's eyes on him. Adam's eyes switched from what was formerly a lustful gaze to a quickly, but not-entirely legitimate hateful stare - '" Wolfgang stopped reading, his jaw dropping as Angie continued to laugh. "Why would you READ that?"

Angie wiped away a tear. "Because... because..." she couldn't continue for sake of her sides hurting from laughing so much. "Wolfgang, is it true that you have a 'cocky, yet lustful' gaze reserved for only those that 'the passions of your heart are directed at?'"

Wolfgang scowled as Angie continued to giggle, going back to Jaded Mask's stories and deciding to finally select a story. "Oh good, a Wolfgie story." She said quickly.

Confessional:

She is too busy laughing to say anything. -Angie, The Killer Barbarians

*buzz*

"What the fuck?" He is not laughing. He is NOT amused. "Okay, for the record, I do NOT get 'a big one' thinking of Adam. I'm straight, dude. Not so sure about Adam, but I'm straight. I have a friggin' girlfriend!" -Wolfgang, The Killer Barbarians

The two acted out the challenge, earning two more points for the Killer Barbarians.

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Izzy, meanwhile, discovered she was indeed correct about her theory of having to make out with Lindsay.

But the Izzy knew all, and the Izzy knew that Lindsay wasn't going to just kiss her.

Izzy hatched a plan, and not like a chicken would - although that'd be cool.

The Izzy knew what she had to do to win for her team.

"Hey, Christoph!" She said, smiling hugely at her friend.

Christoph was whistling, carrying a book to read (his challenge was over). "Oh, hey Izzy." Christoph smiled back, making Izzy almost feel bad - but not really.

"I just wanted to talk about something you mentioned earlier - oh my God, look! A bunny!" As Christoph turned around, Izzy quickly whipped out a blowpipe and blew a tranquilizer dart in his back.

"Sorry pal, nothing personal." She said, taking off his shirt and putting it on. Then taking a picture of his face - it was at a very goofy angle from the tranquilizer - Izzy set off.

After about thirty minutes, Christoph woke up again. He blinked. "Wha... what happened?" He said, scratching his head. He frowned. "And where is my shirt - IZZY!"

He failed to notice Izzy walking along the sides of a building, wearing his shirt and wearing a Christoph-mask-and-wig.

Izzy, meanwhile, managed to track down Lindsay. Lindsay looked up from a sandwich she was eating.

"Oh, hi Christoph!" She smiled, with big blue eyes. "Want to sit with me?" She frowned. "Wait... you're half an hour late, aren't you?"

"No, I'm two minutes early." Izzy said in a deep voice.

Lindsay frowned. "You are...? Oh yeah!" She smiled.

Then, without warning, Izzy grabbed Lindsay by the shoulders and kissed her through the mask. Lindsay was taken by surprise, but went along with it - after all, it was her boyfriend, he had permission to make out with her.

Christoph decided, at that moment, to walk in. "Lindsay, I'm sorry I'm late - " He stopped mid-sentence, his jaw dropping. "I... um... I... LINDSAY!"

Lindsay stopped making out with her 'boyfriend'. Her grin went bigger. "OH MY GOD, TWO CHRISTOPHS!" Without warning, she dragged Izzy along to Christoph. "I'm EXCITED...! And confused... AND EXCITED! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" She squeezed them both so hard that Izzy's mask and wig popped off. Lindsay stopped EEEEE'ing and frowned. "Now I'm just confused..."

"Izzy!" Christoph was confused as well... then he got it. "Oh... dear God..."

"So... YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" Izzy quickly jumped through a window, despite the door being open.

Christoph and Lindsay frowned. "Um... can I have my shirt back?"

Through the broken window, Izzy flung his shirt back. As Christoph put it on, Lindsay scratched her head.

"Now I'm REALLY, REALLY confused..."

The bell went off for the Killer Barbarians.

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Our buddy Ben was the next on our agenda of torture.

He was NOT pleased with his author.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!" He said, tossing the laptop on the ground. "No, I won't! I'm not freaking gay, and I'm NOT interested in Lucian!" He said.

Blaineley smirked. "You wanna lose, Ben?" She said teasingly.

"I'd rather get eliminated then make out with a dude!" Ben said hot-headedly. "The only thing this GAY guy writes about is me and Lucian making out! Forget it!"

Blaineley scowled. "It's your challenge, and it's in your contract - "

"I. DON'T. CARE." Ben said, leaving the room immediately.

The bell did not go off.

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"OKAY CAMPERS, LET'S MOVE IT!"

Zakk was especially pleased with his author. The story that Team Zakk Is Really Really Really Really Hot wrote about was a story where Zakk was the host of 'Total Drama Zakktastic'.

He was using the interns as his campers.

Zakk leaned back against the chair, a cocky smirked that resembled Blaineley's on his face. "Ah... I could get used to this. No wonder the bitch is so fond of her job." He said contently, watching the interns squirm. While he loathed to admit it, he could definitely have Blaineley's sadistic sense of humor at times.

The bell went off for the Screaming Gladiators.

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Lucian's and Samantha's writers were also huge crack/fanon lovers, quite like the other authors.

Lucian's job this fine chapter was to act out a romance fiction with Ben. Why people loved that pairing so much, he couldn't fathom.

"Um... no." Lucian scowled, crossing his arms. "I'm not interested in Ben that way, nor will I ever, ever, EVER be."

Samantha grinned. "Oh, c-come on! Y-you can't like the Y-Yaoi fans down!" She joked.

Lucian grinned back, though not with as much enthusiasm. "Well, they'll just have to deal with the lack of Yaoi." He suddenly grinned even more. "Besides, you can't be that happy about your challenge."

Samantha blushed. "I-I like guys!"

Confessional:

"S-so, my challenge is to kiss L-L-Leola..." She sighs. "I'm n-not... I can't..." -Samantha, The Screaming Gladiators

"I-I'm not doing it... I-I can't cheat on Zakk like that..."

Lucian smiled. "That's really cool of you, Sam."

Samantha managed to smile back.

The bell did not go off for either.

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Leola grinned, enjoying her challenge.

"Come on now, Chef!" She yelled through a megaphone. Her challenge had been to kick soccer balls at Chef all day. She had only been too happy to comply. "You can't make this too easy for me!"

Chef panted, running from soccer ball after soccer ball. "I sweat," he panted, "I will kill bitemyshinymetalass!"

Leola simply laughed.

Confessional:

"When I win this show, JJ," she grins cockily, "I think we'll spend all day kicking soccer balls at annoying chefs! Sounds fun, eh?" -Leola, The Killer Barbarians

The bell went off for the Killer Barbarians.

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The final challenge of the day was Briana and Emily. In a fanfiction by both authors, the two had been forced to 'admit their feelings' for each other.

Confessional:

"Look, I don't feel ANYTHING, okay?" She scowled. "It's just a challenge..." She smiles cockily, but it falters. -Briana, The Screaming Gladiators

*buzz*

"I..." She is speechless, but she looks almost excited. Almost... -Emily, The Screaming Gladiators

"'Look, I've never really admitted this to anyone before..." Briana quoted, "'my cold heart's always really gotten in the way of that.'"

"'I... you don't really have that cold of a heart...'" Emily also quoted, a blush prominent on her features. "'I mean...

Briana shushed her. "'Look... words aren't required...'"

The two managed to kiss, but pulled back as soon as the bell went of for the two.

They both blushed, their cheeks a huge cherry red. "We mention this to no one. Agreed?"

"A-agreed..."

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The teams assembled in front of Blaineley, who tsked. "Plenty of lesbian kissing... and plenty of implied gayness - "

Ben and Lucian both glared at her.

"And that... WAS AWESOME! With a score of ten-five, the Killer Barbarians win! Screaming Gladiators, you're sending someone home."

Confessional:

"DAMMIT!" -Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa, The Screaming Gladiators

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"Gladiators, on my tray I have eight glasses of lemonade. Nine of you remain before me... when I call your name, come and claim your lemonade...

Zakk...

Samantha..

Bridgette...

Gwen...

Emily...

Briana...

Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa..."

Ben and Lucian both looked nervous as they faced the final glass of lemonade...

"...Lucian."

Ben sighed, standing up. "Well, can't say I didn't see this coming." He said, walking down the Dock of Shame.

"What an episode! Will Lindsay and Christoph last? Will Izzy ever stop giggling about making out with Lindsay? And will Briana and Emily ever actually admit they like each other? Find out next time on Total... Drama... Blainerific!"

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Sorry to Ben's creator, but it was simply his time to go, I think. Aftermath is next!

~AerisSerris