Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama or any of its characters in this fanfiction. Just the plot, setting and OCs. Enjoy my flowers!
I'm still in my PJs, my feathery wings sticking out of my top. He's probably staring at me like a hungry jaguar or something at the moment while I'm curled up into a ball too. "You should wear that look more often. It looks hot on you, Princess." "That's flattering but also really perverted." I blush and take a piece of my hair and hide it behind my ear. "There's always time to be a pervert, darling. And as a bonus, you said you loved me a few weeks ago. What happened to the sweet, sexy, loosened up Courtney I know and love?" "Wait, you love me?" "You're the only one in denial at the moment, Princess. You know you want me and I know I want you. I mean, you're here for a reason babydoll…" He waggles his eyebrows; referring to his room. "Anyways, I'm getting ready for today. We have a busy day ahead of us, darling." I mock his pet name, take out the clothes I planned to wear today, stroll into the bathroom and lock the door. "Ooh busy. I like the sound of that…" I have a feeling the Devil is smirking mischievously while pounding on the door. "Ewww! Sometimes I wonder why we're even a thing." I mumble as I take off my PJs from the night before and put on my white buttoned-up top and pale green flowy skirt. "That's 'cuz you're irresistible and I'm irresistible. Bam! We hit it off and now we're meant to be. All we need is that superhero wedding in Vegas and we'll be set…" Oh brother. "Hey Princess, are you done yet? I'm coming in there whether you're dressed or not." "Feel free. What have I got to lose right now?" "I don't know, your-" "On second thought, please don't finish that sentence…" He opens the door and sees me fully-dressed, except without shoes, of course. "Wow. You look great, beautiful, gorgeous even!" "Really? You mean it!" I twirl around once as my skirt follows my rotation. He stops me in the middle, looks into my eyes and smiles genuinely, "I mean it with all my heart, Princess and I always will." "That's too sweet of you to say…" I get flustered and respond bashfully. "Just to be clear, I am not sweet. Got it Princess!" "You are...but whatever." I let out an innocent, girly giggle. "Eh. If I'm getting whipped over you, I wouldn't have it any other way, babydoll." he brushes his lips against mine. "You'll enjoy what we're doing today, Dunky." I stroke his cheek once before stepping back.
"And by the way, go put some clothes on. Walking around in your boxers in front of everyone while we're having fun with today's plans will really make things awkward." I blush in discomfort. "You know you're enjoying the view, though." Duncan laughs at the look on my face. "No I'm not!" I cross my arms and glance at one of his weird movie posters. "You were last night." "Whatever." "You still are." "STOP ANNOYING ME!" I screech. Seriously, this is getting old. "I love you." he comes closer; I think he's about to do something stupid.
He finally puts on some clothes; a short-sleeved shirt with a weird-looking skull on it and a pair of semi-ripped dark olive green jeans. Duncan leaves the dog collar with dark red spikes on it that he got for one of his birthdays on his neck. "You look...nice." I inspect him up and down smile. "I thought some white tux with dress shoes or something to be your idea nice-looking." He assumes what I like. "Well, it's your style and I think it suits you." I give him a wink. "We need to do that teeth-brushing thing otherwise we'll have horrible breath all day. You don't want that, right Princess?" "No way!" I fling a pillow at him. I'm just in the mood to have fun, so I'm going to do it. "PILLOW FIGHT!" Geoff randomly opens the door with a pillow tucked under his arm, sprints into the room and flings his at Duncan.
That was kind of funny, random, and creepy all at once… Not what I had in mind.
"Oh it's on, man!" We end up pillow fighting for what felt like hours! "Got you cornered Princess. You're screwed now!" "Oh no I'm not!" I sneer competitively. When he least expects it isn't looking, I steal his pillow and slam it into his face. "Dude! I didn't know you were so good at pillow fighting!" Geoff takes a glance at me; letting out a loud chuckle. "Geoff, man?" "Yeah, bra?" "You forgot to put on some clothes before coming up here." Duncan points that out while I look away and stifle a quiet laugh. "Does Bridgette know you're gone?" I ask him out of curiosity. "No, Bridge is a pretty deep sleeper. Once she falls, she's out cold until someone or a really loud noise wakes her up." Geoff explains to us. "But seriously, for the love of God get some clothes on! And thank God you're not flat out naked!" Duncan yells at him. "Okay, okay! I think you guys are rubbing off on each other. For real." he takes a glare at each of us. Duncan I look into each others' eyes and blush.
Could we be in love and changing partially by spending time with each other?
Thinking about it makes me nervous. And weirded out...