First off… Has anyone else seen "Total Drama Reunion'' episode 1 yet? If you haven't, 10/10 recommend watching it! Blu Productions is doing the show and characters the justice they deserved to end on in the series! And that's just from the initial episode. Good for him! :) Okay, I'll keep this as short and sweet as possible. I cannot express my gratitude enough to all of you for all your continued support of this series. But, first I just wish to respond to a review from Guestof2020, which thank you for your review btw! But, just to clarify, it wasn't so much Alejandro not really trusting Heather in the last chapter. Frankly it wasn't even just Heather. At this moment in time, Alejandro has been fighting an uphill battle between several things. One being José getting into his head (considering José is one of the few people we know who is able to throw Alejandro 'off his game' other than Heather) and of course the building point of frustration he's been having to try to get Heather to open up to him a little more now that they're in a relationship. Which as you can imagine has not been as 'productive' as he'd like since Heather's just the stubborn steel trap we all know and love and DEFINITELY is not the kind of person who is up for 'open communication'. It's just that both those things combined seemed to make Alejandro have a rare moment where he snaps out of frustration only to realize he was mistaken. What I just wanted to show in the last chapter was basically just the 'appetizer' to the 'main course' of Kelsey and José's plan they're hatching. What is it, you may ask?Only time will tell! This chapter begins an hour after Alejandro and Heather's misunderstanding that has since been smoothed over. Or you know, 'smoothed over' by Aleheather's unorthodox relationship standards. And that's why I LOVE these two so much! Haha. XD Enjoy! :)

(Heather's POV)

I must be trying to drive myself to insanity. Seriously, WHY DO I EVEN SUBJECT MYSELF TO THIS CRAP?!

UGH! I hate holidays.

Not only is it bad enough having my siblings and their stupid spouses coming in and dealing with all their crap, NOW I also have to try and figure out what the hell Kelsey and José are plotting.

After Alejandro told me about the 'José thing' with that dickweed trying pathetically to rat me out and turn us against each other.

As if…

They may be trying to flash smirks at us to throw us off from whatever the hell they're up to, but I am not having it. They think they're the only ones who can play alliance mind games… OH, are they in for it.

I have rigged student council elections, left a guy butt naked in the woods as revenge, and starred on reality TV for YEARS.

They want to challenge Alejandro and I? Especially ME?!… I'd like to see them fucking try.

We were sitting in the living room with Christmas music playing in the background. Except unlike most people, it was mostly just being used to drown out the awkward silence and weirdass tension that was making me want to lunge across the coffee table and smack that stupid grin off Kelsey's face, especially since it seems like all she's been doing is clinging to José's arm worse than the 'dude smell' on Damien's shoes.

My parents were hardly paying attention and just ended up talking to each other until Damien walked past the doorway and said, sounding annoyed and bored like usual, "Hey, looks like Megan and Dr. Hand-job... I mean Richie, just pulled up."

"Oh great!" My mom said and immediately ran to the door as my dad quickly followed.

Yeah, 'great'... Well, at least CJ still isn't here.

"OH! CJ's here!" I heard my dad call out as I immediately felt my heart get smaller in annoyed dread.

Ugh.. gag me with a spoon.

But, honestly… figures they'd show up simultaneously.

"'Dr. Hand-job'? Hmph, I must admit, that's quite amusing. Did your brother come up with that one?" I heard José comment across the room at Kelsey.

Kelsey rolled her eyes and said with a shrug, "Ugh, Richie's such a doofus. He thinks just because he's an upper extremity surgeon that it automatically makes him 'cool'. Even though he's just a 35 year old pubic moron that can't even grow any facial hair without looking like he's 12 or something."

As much as I still hate my sister and still want to know just what the hell she thinks she's doing to try and dick me over somehow, I begrudgingly have to admit I agree with her about CJ, Megan, and their spouses.

Well, Anna's 'okay', I guess? But she's just WAY too nice to the point that I don't trust her.

And Richie… well, Kelsey already said it, but Richie's just a dork with money and a PHD who became Megan's 'dress up doll/prop' when they started dating. And I thought I was bad with fashion back when I was in Junior high… Richie's only fashion comfort zone is scrubs since any real clothes he picked out for himself were practically fashion suicide.

But, he's also just a doormat who does and gives Megan whatever she wants.

And when I say 'anything', I mean literally anything.

I gave Alejandro a brief overview of my siblings just so he 'got the picture', but I made sure he at least got the gist of the BS coming our way.

That and he kind of 'corralled me' into that one when we passed one of our sham family pictures we took with all 7 of us when I was still in high school in the hall and he cornered me with a stupid-ass inquisition about my siblings because of course he had to.

He even tried to get me to talk about my grandpa since he's coming over too apparently until mom called us down to the living room.

And even though I would never admit it to him EVER… I didn't even know what to say about my grandpa Wilson.

Sure he's probably going to be the only person coming over that I don't find annoying or despise, but still… Eventually we all got up and made our way into foyer to get all the 'pleasantry BS' out of the way.

Ugh, I'm literally counting the seconds until we go to the Christmas party at the country club just so I have more space to avoid these useless morons I call my family members.

(Alejandro's POV)

"Well, let's step right up for tickets to the fake-ass shit show." I heard Heather mumble under breath.

I quirked up an eyebrow at her comment before saying, "Come now, mi amor. Surely it can't be any worse than my mother and father's party. I can handle anything."

"You'll see. Just you wait." She responded immediately and flatly without so much as glancing in my direction.

Ominously opaque, but then again… what else would I expect from Heather?

Nevertheless, despite the less than 'ideal circumstance' with my brother and Kelsey, I was determined to make a good impression as I always do.

As the son of a diplomat and CEO, I learned quite quickly that gaining loyalties and presentability is all about knowing just exactly what to say at precisely the right moment. A skill I have always excelled in from watching my father and from my own practice.

Surely this scenario will not be any different.

I'll remain vigilant of course, but worried… Ha! Why should I possibly be worried? I'll have them all eating out of the palm of my hand in no time.

I walked into the room and saw Heather's parents still greeting Heather's siblings as I started making my observations. Megan was quite easy to pick out, mainly that she practically seemed like the younger mirror image of Heather's mother.

If it wasn't for her longer hair, it would have been hard to differentiate the two from a distance. That and the fact that she was taking off quite an expensive looking tweed trench coat was also an indicator that she just arrived. Megan was standing next to a very 'youthful' looking man that assumed to be her husband Richie with short, curly dark brown almost black hair and very poorly grown in 5 O'Clock shadow, most likely attempting to make himself look older.

His blue eyes were slightly sunken, almost looking like he was sleep deprived if it wasn't for his actual personality showing otherwise as he seemed to be chatting with Heather's mother with a smile on his face and looking very animated.

I tried to not make myself too distracted as I quickly looked over to where Heather's father was standing only to be struck with complete intrigue. The picture upstairs I saw of the Wilson's definitely seemed dated a bit.

Sure I knew I was looking at Heather's oldest brother CJ, but he definitely looked a bit different from the picture. Mainly that he looked much younger in the picture than who I was looking at now. Considering now CJ heavily resembled Mr. Wilson, except for the fact that CJ had black hair and gray eyes like Heather and all of her siblings.

Otherwise the side part fade haircut, the facial features, the glasses, the mannerisms I was seeing… he was just like Mr. Wilson. Sure Damien heavily favors Heather's father as well, but it is quite easy for me to tell that CJ is definitely 'his father's son', something I can relate to as well personally at least from a surface level.

Next to him was a shorter, well-dressed woman in her early 30's or late 20's with shoulder length blonde hair and brown eyes smiling and hugging Heather's father, wearing a long sleeve blouse that showed off a slight 'bump' on her midsection.

I remembered right after I mentioned to Heather that Carlos and his wife were expecting, Heather said her sister-in-law Anna was just as far along as Marisol was.

I had no other time to ponder anything as Heather's brother immediately made eye contact with me and said, also sounding strikingly similar to Heather's father to a 'T', "Ah! I see I need to make some introductions."

Immediately after he smirked at me and held out a hand as he started, "You must be Heather's boyfriend, I assume? Craig Vincent Wilson III, pleasure."

I shook his hand and started, just keeping up normalcy and pleasantries, "Alejandro Burromuerto Led…" "Ugh, 'Craig'? Really? Since when the hell have any of us ever called you anything but CJ." Heather immediately cut in as she crossed her arms and gave CJ an eyeroll.

CJ gave Heather a glare as he started, "Because I want to be called Craig."

Then I heard Kelsey scoff and add in, "Yeah, because having three 'Craigs' won't be confusing as all get out once grandpa gets here, dingus."

I was expecting CJ to continue his annoyed streak until he smirked and added, "Actually, Kelsey, there's about to be more than just 'three'. Particularly since I am about to carry on the name and contribute the first and only grandchild. Meet Craig Vincent Wilson IV. Just found out at Anna's ultrasound last Thursday."

At that moment, CJ pulled out what looked like an ultrasound image from his pocket and flashed a smug and satisfied grin, looking extremely proud.

Well, he did until everyone went silent as I heard a different voice chime in, "Don't be so sure about that, CJ."

I looked over and saw Megan standing only a couple feet away from us, a satisfied smirk on her face as she continued, "Let's just say yours won't be the only grandchild for too long. Richie and I were just waiting until the holidays, but guess who is already almost 2 months along?"

Right at that moment Megan also pulled out an ultrasound image of her own, clearly hinting she was also pregnant, from her clutch before handing it to Mrs. Wilson after putting it right in CJ's face.

But, right as Heather's parents started reacting to the news, CJ had a spiteful and annoyed glare in his eyes as his fists clenched before starting to shake at his sides as Megan was just grinning at him over Mrs. Wilson's shoulder as they hugged.

While I was still 'surveying the situation', it was fairly easy for me to see that there was a very clear rivalry between Megan and CJ.

At that moment I saw Anna walk over and look like she was about to say something until we heard a slight scuffle that sounded like shoes sliding slightly on the snow and a cane tapping slightly as we all heard a male voice angrily grumble, "AGH! Damn ice in this damn frozen wasteland of a… What are you all staring at?!"

We all stood there as an older, barrel chested gentleman in a three piece thick tweed suit, thinning white hair, and thin hooded brown eyes hidden behind a pair of thick dark rimmed glasses.

Heather's grandfather.

I never recalled seeing a picture of him prior, but I could surmise his identity well enough. He was holding a dark-stained wood cane with what appeared to be a cane handle made of pure silver.

Everyone in the whole room went silent, even Heather was silent and appeared to almost be 'straightening up' as her grandfather entered the house which surprised me. Heather's grandfather started to straighten up as well as he looked around the room.

Finally Heather's father stepped forward and said, almost appearing to be forcing a nervous smile as he tried to smooth over the situation, "H-hello, dad… How was the flight from Tahiti? Smooth sailing, I hope?"

Heather's grandfather grunted and said, his tone bitter and annoyed, "Better than my walk up your damn driveway. What sort of piss-poor plow service do you have taking care of your driveway, junior?"

Heather's father surprisingly and nervously wrung his hands as he tried to recover, "We-well, they usually don't come unless there's snow accum…"

"Eh, save your excuses, junior. Just take better care of it. I almost fell flat on my ass out there. I already had hip replacement surgery and I don't plan on having another… AH! Camille, how's my lovely daughter-in-law? I hope you don't mind that I dropped in at the last minute?" Heather's grandfather said, now actually smiling in a way as he walked by Heather's father and walked over to Heather's mother.

Even though I could tell that Heather's mother did mind judging by what I heard earlier, I could see a wave of intimidation going through her as she responded nervously, "N-not at all! Glad you could make it."

Then surprisingly, despite most of Heather's siblings standing between us and her grandfather.

He walked past CJ, Megan, and their spouses as he proceeded to walk in our direction. His cane tapping in almost an ominous metronome on the floor as he walked over. It even appeared as if he was hardly even paying attention to Kelsey or Damien, who were standing mere feet away, as he immediately looked at Heather.

Heather's grandfather's eyes immediately locked on Heather until he grinned and started, for once almost sounding affectionate, "Hello Heather, how are things, my dear? Any news on getting your own show?"

Heather, keeping her usual tone, responded shortly, "Working on it."

Her grandfather continued to grin as he started, "Wonderful. Keep me informed. I'd love to watch if any network executive with any idea on getting good ratings knows something valuable when they see it. But, truth be told, the reason I came was because of some news regarding a boyfriend?"

His line of sight drifted to me slowly but surely.

Even though I was even having quite a difficult time getting a read on her grandfather, I was still determined to maintain my composure as I started, extending my hand to him and replying with as much charisma as I had, "Yes, that would be me. Alejandro Burromuerto Ledvora, Heather's boyfriend. It is a pleasure to have the opportunity to make your acquaintance, señor Wilson."

Then before I could even react, my eyes went wide as I felt the handle of his cane go under my chin and tilt my head up slightly. I glanced down as I froze up when I saw him looking me over, almost as if he was studying me.

After a few moments of crytpic silence, he looked me in the eye with a blank expression until he grumbled plainly, "Well… you need a haircut."

My stomach clenched further in annoyance when I heard José snort out a laugh.

Well until Heather's grandfather looked over at my brother, making him go silent (which I had to admit impressed me) as he pointed his cane at him and said, "So do you, slick."

As much as I was still trying to figure out the situation; and more precisely Heather's grandfather, I couldn't help my satisfaction at seeing my brother being insulted and at a loss for words.

Well and the fact that José was wide eyed and looked like he was squirming internally was also quite satisfying.

Though it was short lived as I looked over at Heather who was still being very short on her words as well, which is something I was not in any way expecting.

I was mentally cut off as Heather's grandfather walked past me toward the living room and started, sounding agitated, "Now can someone shut the damn door? I'm freezing my ass off."

Well, I will be honest, there have been very few and far between times if any that I have seen Heather in anyway 'intimidated' in the slightest or silent in a situation like this, but if she was this way in the presence of her grandfather… I'd say that speaks volumes or is at least something to take note of.

Even though now I'm very curious.

While seeming to be a 'cold' personality much like Heather, I can assume Heather's grandfather does seem to have a bit of a favoritism if not complete 'grandfatherly affection' toward Heather in a way.

At least the indications of Heather getting glares from her siblings, her grandfather immediately asking about how she is, and even being 'critical' of myself as her boyfriend are anything to say about it.

But, I am determined to keep my eyes and ears open on this score. Either way, this get together will prove to be a bit of a challenge it seems.

And to that I say… challenge accepted.

This will definitely be interesting.

Okay, I know this chapter may have still kept everything a bit vague and brief. But, I again just wanted to give a little 'taster' as to what's to come with Heather's family. Though I will give a bit more background just so you all have a bit more of a clear idea on what I'm building toward as far as the various dynamics in Heather's family. Let's start with POI number 1, Craig Vincent Wilson I (Heather's grandfather). As some of you may have picked up, Heather's grandfather is 'quite' an intimidating character that seems to be where Heather got quite a bit of her personality traits from. In short let's just say, Heather's grandfather is the definition of a 'no nonsense' businessman. While Heather's father's side of the family came from 'old money' let's just say Craig senior fell on hard times with his family as a young man when the fortune was running out and basically had to rebuild the family fortune himself from the ground up by 'any and every' means necessary, much like Heather's determined nature. Also thus showing he is NOT a person you want to mess with and is VERY stuck in his ways. But, to make a long story short, Craig senior does have in his own way a 'soft-spot' and 'favoritism' toward Heather as his granddaughter that makes her other siblings oddly 'jealous'. Speaking of siblings, let's get to Heather's two eldest siblings of my own creation, Craig Vincent Wilson III ('aka CJ') and Megan. Now CJ, the oldest of Heather's siblings, is basically your total 'trust fund kid' like Heather's father. He's hardly known one day of hardship in his life and as the oldest member of the family and heir to the Wilson's steelworks manufacturing company, he feels he is 'VERY' entitled to respect and attention. Which is where Megan now comes in. Megan is Heather's oldest sister and while not as much of a 'mean girl' as either of her younger sisters, Megan still isn't necessarily a 'great person'. Actually Megan is the kind of girl who took her mother's approach to how she wanted to live her life. Mainly that she never tried hard at all in school and is determined to 'coast on her looks'. So let's just say that at 19, Megan met her then 25 year old Med student husband (Richard "Richie" O'Koye) at a country club event and saw him as her 'easily manipulated meal ticket' to ensure that she never needed to rely on going to college or getting her own career. As terrible as it is, when she met Richie and found out he was becoming an orthopedic surgeon, Megan basically saw 'dollar signs' instead of 'love and companionship' and eventually ended up dating and marrying him as a result. To make it worse, Richie actually does love Megan and is determined to provide her with whatever she wants to make her happy while Megan merely stays loyal to him just for the fact that he is her 'provider' and is determined to just live a comfortable existence that she has been accustomed to since birth. Again, terrible, but there are MANY wealthy couples I've encountered that are like this. Then this spills over into the fact that Megan and CJ have a bit of a 'keeping up with the Jones's' type sibling rivalry between them. If one of them has something, the other will either want the same thing or try to one up their respective sibling by intentionally doing anything to steal their thunder. Because when CJ and his wife Anna announced her pregnancy, Megan got 'quite' jealous at the lack of attention she was receiving compared to her brother and did whatever it took to get pregnant as soon as possible herself. Not a responsible or mature reason to want a baby, but I just really want to hammer the point home that everyone in Heather's family is FAR from being 'good people'... in fact they are all very awful and petty people with 'first world problems'. Anyway, I hope this explanation suffices for now and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Just again, thanks so much for taking time out of your day to read and constructive reviews are always appreciated. Hope you all are taking care and staying well!

Stay Classy!

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