(Warning: Sorry if the characters from Total Drama are kind of out of character at different points of the plot but that's sort of the way it is, so yeah. Here's chapter 4!)

Duncan's POV

I can't believe she did that! I hope she didn't see me blush, that would have been too awkward. Because I. Do. not. Blush. I've been full-out kissed by other girl-like-beings before, but hers felt...so unique, in the best way I can think of. Maybe being in love with the Princess wouldn't be too bad… Think I'm feeling it hard."Duncan? DUNCAN!" "Huh?" I get out of my thinking in confusion from hearing her voice. "Should I wear this dark violet spaghetti-strap dress with a black-opal necklace and these pale Purple Heart dangly earrings I brought with me or this dark red top with a short black gray striped pencil skirt to the party?" "Does the violet thing show more?" I look up at the ceiling like an idiot immediately regret doing so. "Yeah, why? Duncan, I also have something else to ask you." "Okay then, I say the violet thing, I was gonna ask you something first so I go first…" Sigh, why is this so damn hard!!! "Courtney, you wanna be my date to the party or whatever?" I pretend to not attention by looking the Nitrous Death 3 movie poster on my wall. Speaking of which, that was a good movie. She flies up to me, pecks my cheek, blushes, and answers with: "That's sooo sweet of you! I'm flattered! Of course, you dork…." I gotta admit the dork part hurt but I'm just going to assume Princess was just being silly. "Princess, I am NOT sweet, remember." "Yeah yeah…" she rolls her eyes. "Do you know what you're going to wear? Tell Jen and Bridgette I say thanks for the second outfit to choose from. You have really nice friends, Duncan. all I have back home is Erin and the Royal staff to keep me company and help me out when I need it the most." "Geoff got me an awesome tux I'm wearing right now, and I got this 'roasted rose' from Elianna I'll have in my tux pocket. Glad I'm not going with her… What did you wanna ask me again?" I ask her as she adjusts her necklace. "While I get dressed, could you give me some privacy? It would make me really un-" I interrupt with a short sweet "Sure."

As much as I'd have fun watching, like I used to when Elianna would let me watch her undress and drool up a storm, it felt wrong to do it to a girl so innocent and fragile. By that, I mean Princess. "I'm done Duncan! I need your opinion, do I look okay?" I inspect her top to bottom and get absolutely flustered. Now, I can't think of anything to say. "Duncan? Do you not like it? Am I...ugly?" I see her start to pout in this 'charming' sort of way and I don't want Courtney to think negative about how dazzling she is. "Hell no! Princess- I mean Courtney. You look more than okay. You look absolutely beautiful, no matter what you wear. You'd probably be even more in nothing at all…" I compliment her, then smirk flirtatiously. "Really, you mean it! Wait, you. Way to ruin a nice moment! Augh!" She complains after realizing what I said after the sappy compliment. Before I can explain myself to her, I hear someone that sounds like: "Hey Duncan, bra! Oh my God, the Princess of HK really is here! I'm Geoff, Mocha! Told you she might be the chick.!" Classic Geoff. Hope he didn't Courtney weird out or anything... "Hi, uh, it's nice to meet you, but my name is actually Courtney. I don't know what you mean by 'the chick', but okay..." Princess greets my bro. "Dude, is she your date to the awesome party of the century tonight?! That would be SUCH a plot twist! Has she met Bridgette yet? Aren't you guys totally pumped?" I sigh at all of his rapid-fire questions and rambling and just answer them to get it over with, "1. Yes, she's my date, and 2. I'm pretty sure, right Princess?" She simply nods shyly and kind of hides behind me. I can't believe Courtney actually trusts me! Just to figure out how much, I reach out my hand to hers and she takes a little time before taking it. "Later Bra! Bridgette and I'll keep Elianna away from you lovebirds!" "Shut up!" We (Princess and I) say at the same time. "You're still lovebirds regardless!" Geoff yells on his way out.

I roll my eyes, "Just ignore him, Princess. Sometimes Geoff can be a bit of an idiot." "He's funny, there's nothing wrong with that. I just need to get used to it." She grins playfully. "You know, 'Devil,'" Court has the nerve to air-quote Devil. I mean come on! That's my proud title! "You might not be such a bad guy after all…" Princess plops on the bed next to me and mumbles. "Maybe I'm not. But if I'm not, then what am I?" I haven't thought about it like that before 'til now. "You're-you're my…" She stutters; looking away the way I did when I asked her out. "I'm your what? Tell me Princess. I promise I'll take it seriously." I toy with her hair and look in her eyes directly. "It's too early to say, Duncan. We just met. I might embarrass myself; this might ruin the world I'll eventually have to return to. And it's only been a few hours," "Oh it can't be that bad." I counter. "Okay, I-I f-feel like you're my tr-true l-" Without thinking twice at what she was just trying to say (which I figured out), I already know. I'm tackling her on my bed and covering her in kisses. On her soft lips, smooth cheeks, one of her ears, and fragile yet sturdy clavicle. "S-s-stop it! I-I'm t-ticklish!" she lets out the most amazing uncontrollable laugh I've heard in my life. "Same here Princess. Believe it or not, none of the girls I've dated made me feel the way you do. You've changed my world, who I am and just complete me." I sigh with relief. Damn this girl is turning me soft! "I don't think I'd want these days to end either. Now, I'd rather just be with you than do anything else in this heavenly world. I feel the same way about you… Duncan, I-I think I-I l-love y-you." Princess strokes one of my cheeks, blushes and pulls me in for another kiss. A full blown one.

I can't believe I got to second base with the Princess of the 'Good People', I just can't! "I love you too, but you better not tell anyone about this, okay? And by anyone, I mean anyone. Got it? It'll ruin my rep and I am not soft." I turn on my tough side as I rub the back of her soft, smooth neck with care. "Even though that's not true, your secret's safe with me, Dunky." She slightly closes her eyes; looking up at me with an honest smile on her lips. "Duncan, as much as I'm enjoying all this one-on-one time, don't you feel like we're… I don't know, forgetting something?" "Putting a ring on it, sweetheart?" I smirk; waggling my eyebrows just to push the little angel's buttons. Shouldn't have done that. "No silly, something else! And as if I'd ever marry you!" she punches my left shoulder. (Probably in denial.) "Wow babydoll, didn't know you were so strong… God, that hurt."

Courtney sighs at me like she's gonna apologize. You know, say sorry and all that. I wouldn't really care; it's fine. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just joking around. Could you ever forgive me?" "Of course, I could never resist that beautiful face of yours. Holy shit, now I remember! We gotta get to that party room ASAP, Princess." She caresses my waist close on the bed while she asks, "Why?" "Geoff will get mad, and everyone else will wanna meet you or suspect that we're it-ing in here if we don't join them!" I sigh; resisting the urge to hold and cuddle with her as she is with me. It's really hard, by the way… "Are you sure? Because I know for a fact that we're not." Princess counters assertively. "If I wasn't sure I wouldn't be reminding you." I explain. "Well I was the one who was trying to remember the party! You were too busy with the love crap! Sorry God!" "Oh so this is my shitty fault now!" "You bet it is!" She growls aggressively, "Fine! Don't be my date!" "FINE! I don't give a shit about a bitch like you anyway!" I howl so loud my horns glow to a darker red. Then, I immediately regret it. "Fine! I don't care..." I hear sniffles, now. Faint, but easy-to-hear sniffles. "W-what i-is yo-your pr-problem! I-I d-don't know wh-what I d-did t-to you to-to deserve this! N-no wonder th-that E-Elianna girl h-hates you s-so much!" She rolls off the bed away from me, sprints into the bathroom, locks the door and weeps her heart out. "Babydoll? Princess? COURTNEY?" I attempt to capture her verbal attention. "W-what d-do you w-want y-you he-heartless liar!" My Princess shrills back; with a stutter in between. I hope she's not crying too much. Being the Devil can be a real pain in the ass sometimes. "I didn't mean it; with all my heart that sentence was nothing but an absolute lie. Please listen to me for a second. Please Princess, I still love you undividedly and with all my heart and I-" "Just shut your deceptive mouth and take me home! As I read in those Bibles, love does hurt…" She unlocks the door, and screeches at me once more.

I can still see tears flowing from her onyx eyes down her cheeks I remember kissing over and over. God, what do I do? I take a risk (as usual), crawl up beside her and sit on the fluffy black carpet on the floor by the 2 sinks. I'm ready to wipe the fresh tears off her face, (her gorgeous face), but then she lunges away from me in a sitting down position; arms crossed, looking down...