Author's Note: All Stars DID NOT make me happy tonight guys. I've never hated an episode of Total Drama before today, but I DESPISED tonight's episode. And, you should all know I loved Mal; I don't anymore. After tonight's episode, he has turned into the worst character ever to me. Also, I did Tikker's new design but it isn't very good. Also, I made his appearance a lot more innocent looking than his older one. I've also given Vexie a design despite the fact that she hasn't even appeared in the story thus far.

Chapter 28

"There they are," Scott finally spotted Lyra and Justin after he and Tikker had been looking for them for over an hour now.

"Oh thank God," Lyra muttered to herself as she saw the ginger out of the corner of her eye. The two began to speak in panicked tones, although they're faces seemed to be joyous and carefree.

"What's he doing though?" Justin retorted. "Isn't he supposed to be guiding him to the trap we had him built."

"Oh shit," Lyra 'laughed' softly, placing a hand on Justin's shoulder as if she was responding to a joke he had just spat out to her.

"Are you sure I can't kill that bastard and THEN talk to her?" Tikker muttered, angered at the 'delightful' looking scene in front of them.

"I'm sure," Scott told him. "Remember, if you are going to kill him, it's best to make sure Lyra is on board with it first."

"Fine," Tikker muttered as they closed in on the faux couple.

Lyra was the first to turn and glare at them. "What the hell do you shit-eating whores want?"

"To talk," Scott said, pulling on Lyra's wrist in an attempt to direct her closer to Tikker. "Now, if you'd excuse US." The farm-boy began to walk away, driving Justin away. "You two have some stuff to get off of your chest."

"What the hell?" Lyra retorted, holding back her anger as best she could as to not make a scene; she wasn't in the mood to get arrested by any police that could possibly have a chance to come by. "How stupid is he?" she was quick to head after the carrot-top, but was stopped as Tikker gripped her hand.

"Lyra," he looked up at her with a pitiful look in his eyes. "Please."

She could feel his hand shake as the two stood there. "What now?" Lyra snapped, yanking her hand away from his hold. "Come to tell me to break up with Justin?"

"No," Tikker told her, although they both knew he hoped she would do just that. "I'm sorry." His pale cheek were currently tinted a pink shade as he apologized to her.

"Are you now?" Lyra was not one to be swayed so easily. "How am I supposed to believe you?"

"I don't know," Tikker told her. "I'm not really good at lying though, am I?"

"No, you completely suck at it," Lyra told him. "But, mind telling me why you attempted to give me a false apology to begin with? You normally just attempt to piss me the hell off instead."

"I don't know," Tikker told her, tapping his chin in wonder. "Spot told me it was a good idea."

"First, apologizing is bullshit," Lyra growled. "I don't like bullshitters."

"So, does that mean you really don't like him?" Tikker felt relieved to be freed from the still lingering suspicion he had held since the day he saw Scott and Lyra interact.

"I only keep him around because Vexie asked me to watch over him" Lyra shrugged. "Dumb bitch is always making promise shit that I don't want to do."

"So, we're back to her now," Tikker hated being reminded of the woman who always took up Lyra's time back in the time she was here. "Why must everything be brought back to that."

"And you wonder why I hate you?" Lyra began to lose her temper further than she expected to this evening. "Every single damn time you open that filthy gap you call a mouth, I feel the need to vomit."

Tikker's pride still continued to be attacked, even as he was finally managing to have a conversation the one person he's ever been fond of. "Sorry." He didn't want her to leave.

"Do I look like I want you ass-covered apology?" Lyra snapped while slamming her foot down to expression her anger. "You're apologies mean nothing."

"What if I promise to make things better from now on," Tikker wanted to make a deal; he was tired of having her reject him constantly. His exhaustion had increased even more so when Scott had placed some hope for the relationship between the two earlier that day. Tikker truly wanted the two to work out.

"You will, huh?" Lyra laughed in his face. "Then prove it." She walked away after she stopped speaking, leaving a silent Tikker standing alone.

"How'd it go?" Scott and a terrified Justin reappeared once the pink-dressed female had vanished.

"She wants me to prove I can be better," Tikker told him, his different colored eyes stared outward in a daze.

"I say that you'd be closer to proving that if you don't hurt me," Justin inputted his two cense into the conversation.

"I know," Tikker said. "You're safe for now."

"Yes!" Justin cheered, although his joy left when Tikker's words rang through his head a second time. "For now?"

"Well, if I get Lyra's permission to demolish you then I should still be good, right?" Tikker said.

"Smart thinking," Scott chuckled with a wink. "But, don't you think you need to be on her good side for that to happen?"

"Yeppers," Tikker seemed to be a bit too happy. "And I know how to do it!"

"You do?" Scott gulped, wishing Dawn was here to help him understand things better.

"I do," Tikker said. "Now, the question is, do either of you drive."

"I'm currently grounded from driving right now, so, no, not at the moment," Justin shrugged.

"My Pappy ain't too keen on my driving skills so I can't help you there," Scott added.

"Do you know anyone who does?" Tikker asked with hopeful eyes.

"Plenty," both Justin and Scott said with ease.

"Can you get one of them to help me?" Tikker requested them. "Please!"

"Okay," both of the other two males agreed to help him, not wanting to know how the scrawny criminal would react if they refused.

"You idiots know I hate you, right?" Heather said as the three of them appeared at her door step, finally healed from when Tikker had attacked her.

"Yeah," Scott nodded to confirm his knowledge of Heather feelings.

"And YOU tried to kill me!" Heather turned to face the evil one with green hair.

"I understand you're frustration with how I handle the whole thing about you allowing yourself to go against my wishes and exist around my future wife," Tikker sighed. "But if you help, I'll stop trying to make you NOT exist around my future wife."

"Are you saying that if I drive you idiots where ever it is that you want to go, you'll stop trying to kill me?" Heather wanted clarification.

"Yes, I will indeed discontinue in my efforts to un-alive you," Tikker sang.

Heather sighed as she felt it was best to give in by this point. "Fine," she said as she turned her back to them for a moment. "Alejandro, put some clothes on! We're going on a road trip!"

Scott, Justin, and Tikker froze as she spoke and a half-naked Alejandro waltzed over towards the door not too long after Heather beckoned for him. The Latino glared immensely at the males. "I hate you all oh-so very much right now," Alejandro muttered, looking disappointed.

"Were," Scott was trying to find the right words to say at this point. "Were you two in the middle of something important?"

"Yes," Alejandro said almost immediately after Scott had asked.

"Not really," Heather muttered, forcing herself to NOT become as red as a tomato. Alejandro began to pout as she spoke. "Well, let's go."