~Her Mask~

AN: I saw the TDA special today off of youtube! Dunctney is now my new favourite word! :D And seriously, a RACCOON? Couldn't DxC just get a dog like normal people?

Duncan had -very reluctantly- let Courtney leave, and head to the Bass cabin to get some shut eye. If he had it his way, she'd still be in his arms, where he could keep an eye on her and the little one inside her.

Me... a Daddy. The thought messed with his head, but also made him extremely happy. On the other hand though, he felt overwhelmed and guilty. He'd done this to Courtney; ruined her life, almost. She couldn't go back to school pregnant; she'd be tormented, and ridiculed. No one deserved that, especially not his Princess.

"Hey, Duncan," Duncan didn't bother to look behind him to see who was speaking to him.

"Bro, we got some questions for you." DJ took a seat on the left of the Bad Boy, and Geoff sat on the right.

"Uh, it's four in the morning. What are you guys even doing up?" The teal eyed boy raised an eyebrow, and his two friends smiled sheepishly.

"Well we just wanted to talk to you, Dude." Geoff said, before nodding at DJ.

"Okay, I'm gonna come right out and ask. Duncan, is Courtney pregnant?"

The Delinquent tried to keep the horrified emotion he felt inside, off his expression. Duncan liked Geoff and DJ, they'd became his buds. But if he told them the truth, they would judge the former CIT just like kids at her school would. And she didn't need the extra stress.

"No, of course not. Do you butt brains really think I'd be that irresponsi- uh, don't answer that." Duncan paused and tried again. "Do you really think Courtney would be that irresponsible?"

The two weighed his reply in their heads, before nodding.

"Yeah, I guess you're right, Man. Courtney's a lot smarter than that." The blond said, and DJ nodded in agreement.

The sad thing was, she actually wasn't.

The sun was just beginning to peak up over the horizon the next morning, but Chris was wide awake. "Chef totally ruined the drama I was creating by bringing Courtney back here! Ugh!" He slammed his fist down on the little coffee table he had inside the trailer the cook and himself slept in. "But... hm... now that Courtney's here, I might as well have a little fun with it." Snatching a piece of paper and pen off the table, he began scribbling something down. "I just got a great idea for a challenge!"

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Less than an hour later, the sound of an air horn didn't leave one sleeping Camper in either of the old cabins.

"I am so taking a chainsaw to his head." Duncan grumbled crankily, before jumping down from his bunk.

"Everyone, get your butts out of bed, we've got our next challenge starting in five minutes!" Chris' obnoxious voice echoed through the megaphone he was using.

A few minutes and a bunch of annoyed grunts later, the Killer Bass and Gophers were all assembled in a line outside.

"Can we please just get this over with?" Heather huffed, finally strong enough to stand without the crutches.

"Uh, hang on," Duncan said suddenly, twisting his head anxiously from side to side. "Where's Princess?"

Trent frowned. "Yeah, Gwen isn't here either."

Chris chuckled darkly, and Duncan instantly knew something was wrong. "Chris..."

"Oh, take a chill pill! They're fine! They're just going to have... a special role in our challenge today."

The Bad Boy scowled. "Keep talking."

Today's challenge is going to need a lot of team effort. You see, Gwen and Courtney have been stuck somewhere on Total Drama Island. It's up to Trent and Duncan to go find them!" Duncan and Trent exchanged a look, before a determined expression appeared on both their faces.

"What about us? What do we do?" Heather asked impatiently.

"You and the rest of the Gophers and Bass, must try and distract the opposite team member from finding their girl, by any means necessary!" Chris chirped.

"And if neither of them find their team member?" Owen asked.

"Then the girl's get thrown off the cliff into the shark infested water! Cruel twist, huh?" Chris beamed.

Duncan grabbed Chris by the front of the shirt, bringing his face close to the sadistic host's. "You better be kidding, Chris."

"Nope! I thought it might give you a little more motivation! Plus, it'll totally keep the kiddies at home right on the edge of their seats!"

Duncan wanted to do one of two things. One, scream at the gods to give him a break; or two, go hunt down a chainsaw.

"Oh, yeah. And before I forget to mention, you guys only get fifteen minutes."

"Fifteen minutes to search the whole Island? That's freaking impossible!" Duncan shouted, rage and worry flaring inside him.

"We can do it, Dude." Trent smiled encouragingly at the fuming teenage boy, who had finally let go of the host's shirt.

"So if one guy finds their girl, the other doesn't get thrown into the water, right?" Bridgette asked.

"That's right, Bridgette! So you got a fifty-fifty chance. Now, anymore questions before we start this thing?" Chris asked, taking out a silver whistle.

"Let me get this straight. You want the Gophers to try and stop Duncan from finding Courtney, and us to stop Trent from finding Gwen, with the very possible chance both girls might end up as fish food?" Geoff questioned uneasily.

"Yep! Now, go!" The narcissist blew his whistle, and shouted. "Okay, here's one clue to help you guys. Courtney is somewhere deep and round, while Gwen is buried in the ground! Not in the sand, though, and not near a sink. Where they are hiding, you'll just have to think!"

The whistle was blown once again, and it was game on.

AN: Lol, was that riddle incredibly lame or what? :P And tell me if the challenge made sense to you, cause it just barely made sense to ME. How sad is that?