One would think that Chris would enjoy everything in the spotlight. The fame, the money, the girls, everything about being famous and well known. Little did people know that those things made Chris miserable. While Chris pretended to enjoy those things, he was secretly miserable. One of the reasons why he was miserable was that Chris had just turned forty and knew that it was only a matter of time until his career came to an end. No matter how much women and money he received, he refused it all and remained isolated within his home. Even his marriage had become dull and depressing since his wife left him after Chris started wondering how much time he had left as a host. The separation only plunged him into a deeper spell and when Chef came to visit him one afternoon, he found Chris to be drowned within his sorrows.

"Come on, get up." Chef commented while he lifted Chris up and placed him on his feet. "You can't stay like this forever."

"What's the point? My career and it's only a matter of time until I'm replaced as host. I know that the network wants Topher to replace me. Why did I had to hate him?!" Chris yelled from the top of his lungs. He grabbed a bottle and tried to drink it, but Chef stopped him.

"You need to calm down." Chef added.

"Why should I? My life is over? I would be better off dead and forgotten anyways."

"Come on, that's not the Chris McLean I know. The Chris I know would be celebrating almost twenty years in show business. That's a milestone in itself."

"Yeah, yeah. I look like hell. I have bags under my eyes and wrinkles all over my forehead. I look like a wrinkled up raisin who needs surgery."

"Do you have to make it all about you, Chris? You are worse than that one character in All About Eve."

"Wait, say that again."

"Uh, the All About Eve line?"

"No, idiot. The previous one."

"Oh. Do you have to make it all about you, Chris?"

That sentence stuck out inside Chris's brain and it made him think. He remembered seeing All About Eve when he was little and was awed on how Margo Channing and Addison DeWitt could be so cold natured, but at the same time, maintain a career after they reached forty. The more that he thought about the movie, the more that he realized that not all hope was lost.

"That's it! That's how I'll save my career!"

"Uh, what are you talking about?" Chef asked.

"I realized that all this time, I've been making my career all about me and that's not what my fans want. I should spend time devoting myself to the fans and realizing how grateful I am for everything that has happened to me. People from all over the world have admired me for almost twenty years and I've ignored them. Now, it's time to repay the favors and to give out some long deserve attention."

"And how are you going to do that?"

"Simple. With a cup of ambition and a mid full of determination. In other words, I'm going to try something that I've never done before, but I don't have time for argument right now. I've got a million and one things to do."

With the ambition of a horse, Chris rose up and dashed to get dress. It wasn't even ten minutes later that Chris returned all fully dressed, to Chef's shock.

"There's no way you could have showered that fast, dude."

"Oh trust me, I have my secrets." Chris commented while he gave a small wink. "Enough said, let's get down to business."

"Alright, fine. What's your plan for revising your career?" Chef asked.

"Simple. I'm going to throw a party and invite all of my bosses to the event. I'm going to show my ambitious side and talk about plans they offered me and that I rejected. If it works, I'll be back on top and nothing can bring me down." Chris replied.

"This will end badly." Chef mumbled while he opened the bottle Chris tired to drink early and chugged it down his throat.

Several weeks passed and Chris had been busy planning this party. It was either do or die for him and he was determined not to kill his career so early, although many people considered Chris to be in the middle of his career.

One by one, the guests started to arrive and so far, everything was going to plan. Chris was making suggestions and several of his bosses were intrigued and decided to look further into the ideas, so Chris felt like he was on top of the world.. or so he thought.

When he saw Topher climbing up the stairs, Chris was furious that he had crashed his party, but decided to remain cool and calm while he greeted his rival.

"I remember crossing you off my guest list, Topher. What are you doing here?"

"Oh Chris, the executive invited me to the party. Turns out that I never received an invitation from you."

"Such a shame. I must have a word about that with Chef later on. Have you had any thoughts of want to do now, Topher?"

"Of course, I have." Topher mumbled while looking directly at Chris. "They've been thinking about putting me as host of the show and to put you into an early retirement."

"As if they'll do that!" Chris smirked while he bursted out laughing. "I've been a star for decades. Why would they replace the one person who has brought more money to the company in twenty years than what they made in forty years, combined?"

"Well, I would be careful since your days are numbered, old man."

"As if, wannabe."

Chris's words left a stung on Topher who just walked off. Chris raised his glass in celebration and said, "Amen!"

This is for ChrisMcLean-Cody-Duncan-TD, also known as Eve. She's recently joined the Total Drama Writer's Forum and she wanted something Chris related for her birthday. Ironically, she's named after the movie where the inspiration for this came from which is, All About Eve. I thought of something that had Chris trying to save his career from a younger star, which I decided to be Topher. Eve, I hope you enjoy this oneshot and I wish you a late happy birthday! :33

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