Author's Notes: And here we have the second half of the chapter, with an important AN at the end regarding the future of the story. Not much to say here, but plenty will be waiting at the end I assure you. One thing we will tell you right now is that this story isn't just going to be some massive collection of Codether lemons. There will be a number of those obviously, but they won't be the only ones. This story is going to have no less than SEVEN separate relationships that will be PART of the story in one way or another. There will also be a fair number of other relationships mentioned in passing or shown in cameo form. And on top of that, several of the pairings will most likely be firsts for the Total Drama fandom! ;)
Additionally you will learn about some other developments with Cody and Heather here that happened between chapters five and six. These WILL be explained and expanded on just as everything else has been or will be. We promise that by the time this story ends there won't be any unanswered questions left other than 'Will there be a sequel'.
So without further delays, here is the eight chapter of "Unbreakable Red Silken Thread": Destiny: Beauty and the Beast Part Two
When Heather announced that she, Jasmine, and himself would be getting furniture for their new dorm, Cody groaned, feeling dread and despair at the prospect of shopping after having just arrived, which in turn was after a six hour drive with a single bathroom break.
However, when Jasmine suggested that they all just ride in her jeep (that he knew lacked doors) his dread and despair were replaced with fear and terror. He imagined either he or Heather sliding out of the vehicle to a horrible death of getting run over should the Aussie make any hard or sharp turns.
It didn't take the Queen Bee long to figure out his problem as he eyed the vehicle, so she quickly came up with a solution to put her boyfriend's mind at ease. Cody was told to sit in the backseat, which at least had sides. His fears were sated by this and knowing that Heather's seatbelt would keep her plenty secure, but then the previous dread and despair came back in full once 'fear of certain death' was no longer there to distract him.
"Thanks for driving us, Jasmine," Heather offered with one of her rare sincerer smiles. "We both really appreciate it."
It took Jasmine a second to respond, from paying attention to the road. "Uh…oh! It's no biggie, 'Eather. Its way easier than showin' you 'round followin' me and you gettin' separated at a light or somethin'."
The metal-green jeep came to a stop at an intersection, with Jasmine pointing out towards a large building to their right. "Right there's the closest supermarket 'round 'ere." She said, continuing her self-appointed duty as tour-guide while driving the duo to the furniture store.
Cody, upon seeing the name, but not believing it, read the grocery store's name out loud just to make sure he wasn't imagining things, "Overwatta?"
Jasmine shrugged. "I never got the name either, but it's decent enough. No worries, mate."
With it turning out to be a much longer drive than Cody or Heather had expected, Jasmine continued pointing out and identifying several other places worth remembering along the way, a hardware store, a dollar store, and a strip mall with several restaurants. Finally, they reached a large mall that had the rather simple name of "The Square."
As Jasmine pulled into an open parking space she gave a nod towards the building before speaking. "Well, 'ere it is. The furniture store you're lookin' for is right inside of 'ere."
Heather looked over her shoulder and gave Cody a look, a preemptive strike against the complaining and whining she knew Cody was about to unleash. He returned a glare of his own in response.
"So, 'Eather," Jasmine said, unaware of the contest of wills between the two, "just 'ow much money are ya able or willin' to spend 'ere?"
Heather smirked at the Aussie's question; "I have a really good credit card so I'm not worried."
After about a ten-minute walk, the trio found themselves in the furniture store. An awe-inspiring sight where both the sky and ground were made up of pure white tile that seemed to stretch on infinitely. The air felt somewhat sterile, thanks to the mingling new furniture smells of wood and cloth. As far as the eye could see covering the bleached ground like plants and rocks of velvet and cloth there were countless pieces of furniture; beds with thick burgundy spreads covering them, chairs of tan, black leather recliners, lime green couches, entire living room sets with patterns of bright yellow flowers, and tables of solid oak.
Jasmine looked completely uninterested but otherwise unfazed. Heather was smirking. And Cody…
Cody was sagging and groaning, knowing well from memory just how long it took Heather when she was shopping. It was an experience that Cody would only liken to what it would have been like if Dante Alighieri had created a tenth circle of Hell in his "divine comedy". The one thing that made shopping with Heather better than being blown back and forth by the terrible winds of a violent storm without rest or trapped in lakes of burning pitch, seeing Heather is sexy new clothing, was not an option this mall trip.
"We're going to be in here all day," Cody commented to himself at seeing the sheer size of the place.
"So, Jasmine," Heather asked, ignoring Cody, "have you ever been here before?"
"A couple'a times, yeah," Jasmine answered. "But it's been a dingo's age since my last time. But I do 'ave a general sense of where everythin' is located."
"That's all I needed to hear," Heather replied with a smirk. "Could you please lead the way to the dining room sets?"
Jasmine nodded and started moving into the constructed cavern of commerce with the practiced ease of a skilled tracker.
Leading the way was Jasmine with Heather following closely behind her, trying to keep up but finding it difficult due to the taller girl's greater stride length. Cody…was trudging at the back dragging his feet just as he had when they first entered. He knew that his time in every man's hell had only just begun.
"Why are we starting with the dining room instead of the bedroom?" Cody asked, trying to find some light at the end of the tunnel he was being forced to walk through.
"Because it is the first room people will see when they enter. I refuse to allow anything to be missed or forgotten, so we are going to start there and then work our way back room by room," Heather replied, after which she realized they had already reached their first destination.
The girls, with Cody not really paying attention as he moved behind them, began examining the many dining room tables and sets. After thirty minutes of this without Heather giving more than a passing glance at most of them, Jasmine was beginning to share Cody's sentiments about the whole affair.
"'Ow 'bout this one, 'Eather?" Jasmine asked, pointing to a finely made small round table a few feet ahead of them.
Passing it but not lessening her pace a single step Heather commented, "I don't think that table could hold much weight."
This caused Jasmine to flash the Queen Bee a confused look and raised eyebrow. "Are ya intendin' on havin' a large Christmas dinner or somethin'?" she asked sarcastically.
"FASTER! FASTER! FASTER! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU SLOW DOWN CODY!" Heather demanded between her moans and grunts.
Cody had her bent her over his parents dining room table; her shorts around her ankles and panties half way down her thighs while his own pants were only at mid thigh, pounding his cock vigorously into her from behind. It would have been doggy style had Heather been able to get her knees up higher.
There were no romantic overtones, just pure sex. Fast and mindless animal rutting as Cody attempted his best to grant his goddess of a girlfriend's demands.
As Cody reached his climax, Heather heard the table below her beginning to strain from the combination of her weight and Cody forcing himself into her and onto the table. Neither however noticed a faint cracking sound starting to come from the table's legs.
"Something like that," Heather remarked, giving no hint as to the memory that had just run across her eyes.
The Queen Bee then moved to another table, this one rectangular in shape and both noticeably thicker as well as much sturdier.
"That one looks thick enough to stop a chargin' bull." Jasmine commented.
'I don't know about a charging bull,' Heather thought before looking at Cody, 'but hopefully a rutting one.'
"Cody and I are likely both going to have to work on our class assignments at the same time given our schedules. And if that's the case, this table along with that one right there should suit our needs," Heather said as she eyed the smaller table that came with the much larger one.
"Fair enough," Jasmine replied with a frown, "But what kinda classes are ya and Cody takin' that would giva both that much work?"
"HARDER! HARDER! HARDER! MAKE ME CUM TWO MORE TIMES AND I'LL GIVE YOU A LONG BLOWJOB EVERY MORNING AND EVERY NIGHT FOR THE NEXT WEEK!"
"Better safe than sorry," Heather remarked with the same cool and collected tone she always did. It had been almost six months since that day, but her breath still smelt faintly minty from all the breath mints, gum and toothpaste she had gone through as result.
The Queen Bee then waved over the nearest floor salesmen that she could find. Despite him being the only one that was around, Heather desperately wished to find another one. He was a fat, stocky white man likely in his late forties if not older with a mustache and goatee. To add insult to injury he was bald, despite him attempting the worst cover-over ever with it being coming from the back, resulting in less than ten thicker strains of hair that didn't cover so much as a quarter of his head. His nametag reading: Ray.
"So…Ray," Heather said after looking at the man's nametag, "we are looking to make some purchases for our new dorm, and we will be starting with that table set right over there," she motioned towards said table set as she spoke.
Ray looked at Heather dubious; silently questioning how a starting college student could afford the table set, along with anything else.
Rolling her eyes, Heather flashed her credit card. After a few seconds, Ray noted the name on the legendary black colored piece of plastic, the name of one of the wealthiest men in all of Canada, Heather's father. He started salivating and panting like a hungry dog at the mere thought of the commission he was going to make.
From the table section, the trio of older teens moved to the bedroom sets.
Heather was looking at a large queen sized four post-curtained frame with headboard and footboard. As she did, the salesman Ray came over after eyeing the trio for a little bit. With a perverted looking grin, he asked, "Are you sure you only need one bed?"
Instantly picking up on what the older man was implying, the Queen Bee rolled her eyes. "It's not like that. The bed is for just my boyfriend and me. She," Heather said before thumbing towards Jasmine, "is just our tour guide."
Not looking convinced but not wanting to risk losing such a high paying customer, the salesmen left them, saying that he would be around when they made a decision.
As he left, Heather saw the reactions of Cody and Jasmine to the man's remark. Cody, basically, didn't have any reaction at all. He looked just as saggy, miserable, and bored out of his mind as he had earlier. Jasmine on the other hand, was a different case entirely. Her ebony face was flush red in embarrassment, apparently having heard what was said.
Despite seeing this, Heather didn't make any mention of it at first, thinking it was just simple shock or surprise, but as they began searching the living room sets and Jasmine looked just as uncomfortable, she knew it was something else. Finally, biting the bullet, Heather asked, "Jasmine, are you alright?" The Aussie sent the former Queen Bee a 'are you seriously asking me that?' look. Seeing that, Heather asked, "What is the problem?"
"'Ow could I not 'ave a problem with that!?" Jasmine asked loudly, nearly shouting. "That perve basically said that we were in some kinda circus love! Uh, an orgy, I mean!"
That caused Heather to chuckle as she approached Jasmine. Before the Aussie knew what had happened, the Queen Bee had put one of her arms through Jasmine's. As the much smaller olive skinned arm became intertwined with the longer black arm, Heather explained, "Three people isn't a orgy. It's a threesome, or a menage à trois if it's a more permanent arrangement. You need at least five or six people for it to count as an orgy."
Jasmine's face turned so red that you'd have imagined it was caught in a brushfire. "'Ow can you joke 'bout somethin' like that!?"
"It's pretty easy when you don't care what other people think," Heather answered before ever so subtly moving her arm up and down the thick yet soft limb of the towering Australian. "It's also quite liberating."
Though it took several long moments, Jasmine finally figured out that Heather was just teasing her, the same as she had since they were back in the main office. With that in mind and having had enough of it for one day, Jasmine's look of shock transformed into her best seductive gaze she had as she fired back, "Do ya mean carin' what other people think or the orgy?"
Heather blinked, clearly having been caught off guard by the Aussie's reaction. The young woman had just shot up another two points in the Queen Bee's book. Regardless, Heather flashed a sexy grin at their guide before saying, "Why both of course."
Having been embarrassed yet again, Jasmine's blush became a shade of red Heather thought only Cody could turn. Seeing this, Heather laughed in victory while unwrapping her arm from Jasmine's and continuing the search for the next item on her list. Jasmine and Cody however remained exactly as they were.
The Outback Survivalist turned to Cody, who had now moved to her side. She noticed how he still had his 'I am a guy and I'm shopping, this is fucking hell' look on his face, though it did seem to be a little weaker now, no doubt because of the quasi-flirting match between the two hot girls he had just witnessed. Ignoring that (for now), Jasmine asked, "'Ow do ya put up with 'er!?"
This caused the look on his eyes to disappear with Cody blinking in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"Do I really need to list what I mean?" Jasmine asked. "She's bossy, controllin', domineerin', and crude! I've never met a gal that speaks and jokes with such vulgarity!"
Cody simply chuckled, adding to Jasmine's confusion and frustration. "Believe me, there are other sides to her. Right now Heather's in her 'business mode', as I call it. She's got a goal in mind and when that happens very little can change her mind until it's completed. But she's still friendly, in her own way." Noticing the Aussie's doubtful look, he smiled before continuing to explain. "Look, I can understand why people don't believe me at first, especially anyone that knows how she was on Total Drama, but there is a lot more to her than most people pick up on. You just have to spend some time around her and get to know her."
When Jasmine's expression remained somewhere between doubtful and disbelieving he tried again. "Okay then, what if I pointed out something that you've seen for yourself, would that make you believe me?" Jasmine raised an eyebrow so he continued. "Remember when she accepted my idea for the second room? Did I have to fight with her or argue with her to get her to agree?" Jasmine thought about it for a second, before her mouth opened in a small 'o' of surprised. "See? She doesn't always need to have the final say in something and she doesn't fight everything that doesn't go the way she wants it to. She just likes feeling like she is in charge so I let her be. It makes her happy, and that's all I really want for her."
A smile briefly graced Jasmine's dark chocolate lips before a forlorn frown replaced it. Cody noted this, having already seen the look on her face once before. "Jasmine?" He asked. Without a word, the Australian started to walk towards Heather. "Jasmine? Are you okay, Jasmine?" He asked again, and also once again Jasmine didn't answer him. Instead, she picked up her pace, which thanks to her much longer legs meant she easily escaped Cody's reach without him breaking into a full run after her, which he didn't do.
Cody remained confused over Jasmine's odd behavior as he followed along for several minutes.
Distracted by his thoughts, it took Cody a few moments to realize just where he was now. As his teal eyes fell upon them, he felt something he hadn't since helping himself to unrestrained handfuls of Heather's naked body the previous night.
Pure unbridled joy and happiness.
Heather and Jasmine felt a gust of wind pass by them with a brown and crème colored blur trailing behind it. Looking in the direction of the aerial stream, the two girls saw the cause.
It was Cody, now relaxing in a very large recliner with his feet propped up. Just now noticing that the girls were staring at him, Cody quickly said, "Called it."
Heather, Jasmine, and several nearby customers and salespeople looked at him surprised. It was most jarring to Heather and Jasmine given how lethargic Cody had been since arriving.
Not caring about any of the looks being sent his way, Cody started searching for something along the sides of the chair. After some fumbling, he found what he was looking for, a remote control. Finding his tech geek senses tingling, he smiled as he started to fiddle with it. Not even a moment after he started pressing buttons, the chair began vibrating fiercely. Cody released many loud and unashamed groans of pleasure as the chair's magic fingers did their work.
"Wwweeeeeee aaaaaaarreeeeee ssssooooooooo ggeeeettinnggg tthhiiissss cchaaaiirrr!"
Heather raised an eyebrow at this, as smooth and subtly as always, before asking, "You didn't even want to be here in the first place, and now you're all gung-ho? You're not getting that chair; we don't need something that fancy."
Cody raised an eyebrow, but the effect was all but lost due to the vibrations, making what should have been smooth and subtly powerful instead silly and idiotic. Still rumbling in his seat, Cody asked, "Sinahhhhcceeee wwwahhheeennn hahhhavvveeee youuuuuuu evvvvahhveeeerrr beeehhheeeennnnn cheahhhhppp?" Then he pointed to one of the armrests that had cup holders before opening a section on its side to reveal a built in mini-fridge. "Aaaaaannddddd loooookk aaat thhhiiissssss. Weeeeee cccaaaannnn ssaaaaavveeeee ffrriiiiddggeeee spaaaahhhccceeeeee toooooooooo!" Heather didn't move and didn't look convinced. "Ooooookkkkkkaaaayyyyy, tthhahhhtttt iiiiisssssss a wwweeeeeahhaaakkkk aaaarrgguuuuuueeeemeeennttt…bbutttt Iii wwaaahhaannttt ttthhiiissss cchhaaaiirr!"
Rolling her eyes, Heather looked at the price tag before returning her gaze to Cody. "This chair probably costs more than your car did."
Cody turned off the vibrating feature of the chair and glared up at Heather, with this glare now having more power behind it since his face wasn't juggling around like jello in an earthquake. "Okay, we've been going out for years now, what is your problem with my car!?" he asked loudly, partially exasperated and partially pissed off.
With that, Cody got up and Heather turned away smirking, believing she had stamped out his little act of defiance. She hadn't.
She didn't realize that however until she felt his hands on her shoulders. Heather let out a surprised squeak in a feminine pitch that she made sure never to use in public. Before she knew what had happened, she found herself sitting in the same recliner she had just walked away from. Cody then pulled up the leg rest, which had spaces built in for the legs to fit into.
Heather was starting to get up when he hit another button on the remote.
Cody grinned.
Heather started to moan. She was trying to keep it inside, but it wasn't too long before she all but was unable to hold back long, deep-throated moans of raw delight. But she did resist, her legs were tightly clamped together, attempting to prevent the assassination of her mood and power but utterly failing. She wanted to shout and berate Cody but she couldn't compel her mouth to do anything but moan in delight.
Hearing the commotion, Jasmine went to Cody's side and asked, "Whata ya doin'?"
"The chair's leg rest has built in massage rollers," Cody answered. "I just turned them on and up a little. Trust me; I know from experience that most of her weak points are in her legs."
"COOOOOOO-AHHHH-DDYYYYYYYY!" Heather shouted indigently as she attempted to withstand the growing pleasure building within her. Unfazed, Cody pressed a second button. After one final attempt to hold out, Heather had just about given up. Not fully but her resistance was dwindling like an ice cream bar left out in the sun. True to his words, the Queen Bee's legs were her weak point. And right now they felt wonderful! So wonderful that her eyes went wide and she allowed herself to sink into the chair. Her legs were limp with raw ecstasy; her womanly folds moist and tingly all over. "Ahhoooo..." She allowed a tiny sigh, proving she wasn't quite so reluctant to this idea anymore. Instead she basked in the quivering of her own muscles as they rebelled against her iron will as she allowed herself to be taken away to nirvana for several minutes.
"Hey, guess what Jasmine?" Cody asked smirking. "The seat's got message rollers too."
Jasmine looked at Cody blankly, before face palming. "You're as big a perve as she is."
Before Cody could correct her that it was technically the other way around, someone else spoke up her his defense. Still shaking from the vibrating seat, Heather remarked with a grin stretching from ear to ear, "Dddooooonn'ttt kknnooocckkkk iiittttt tttiiiiilllllll youuuuuuuu trrrryyyyyy iiiitttt!"
Smiling in victory, Cody asked, "So, does that mean you agree with me? That we can get the chair?"
At that, Heather went silent; refusing to admit Cody had bested her.
Knowing that was already the case, in true villain fashion, he hit another button on the remote.
Before Heather knew what hit her, the vibrating escalated to a level so intense that she found herself fighting off the physical need to cum and the hormonal need to fuck the vibrations out of her on Cody without giving a damn who saw them. Her entire body was convulsing with pleasure, surging in wonderful primal satisfaction. It was as if she had been trapped in a lightning storm and it passed harmlessly through her. The tiny press of a button was all it took for her will and dignity to wither under his smirking grin.
"YOU CHEATING BASTARD!" Heather shouted, overpowering the vibrating effect just barely.
After chuckling, and with Jasmine joining him, Cody pointed out the obvious, "I didn't hear a no." With another press of the same button, the chair stopped vibrating completely, but Heather hadn't. She was shaking so fiercely that anyone seeing her would think she was freezing to death. "Oh, and I might have forgotten to mention something," he added with an almost shark toothed grin. "That was only setting number eight…" his grin then grew, "and it goes up to ten."
That got Heather's attention! Her eyes took on the same look Cody's had whenever he saw her nude, a mixture of raw arousal and awe. Rapidly scanning the space before her until she found the closest salesperson, she made her intentions very clear.
"WE'RE GETTING THIS FUCKING CHAIR!"
Once the shakiness, and desire to ravage Cody in front of everyone died down in Heather, she and the other two members of the trio made their way to the last piece of furniture that they still needed to get. They started searching for a couch.
"If I may give my two cents, I think ya should get a two-seater, since space is limited." Jasmine said.
"That's a good point, but I think a full sized couch might be better in the long run," Heather replied as she looked over the sea of black leather before her. "The extra room won't matter as much if we have friends staying over."
"Do you and Cody know any people who are also attendin' 'ere?" Jasmine asked, now very curious.
"No," Heather simply said, while showing a certain…look to the Aussie. "Cody and I have just never had much trouble making new friends." Jasmine barely heard that second part; she was too focused on the look that Heather was sending her. It provoked an odd reaction, feeling kind of like embarrassment, but it wasn't that exactly. Instead, if pried about what reaction in her that that look had caused, Jasmine would call it being…hot in the face.
Heather turned away and inspected a sofa that pulled out into a sleeper, asking a nearby salesmen what its size was when folded out.
It took Jasmine a moment to collect herself and catch her breath. 'What the 'ell was that!? Why did I feel that way when 'Eather looked at me!?' Wishing to distract herself, Jasmine approached Cody and asked him, "Why does 'Eather want a sleeper sofa?"
"It's for when he pisses me off!" Heather answered, having heard the Aussie's question.
Unable to help herself, Jasmine's mind lingered on the previous subject. 'Did 'Eather really mean anythin' by sayin' that 'bout not having trouble makin' friends?' She thought about it for a few seconds. 'Nah! That's not bloody likely. I'm lookin' too deep inta it! Sure, 'Eather's not as reserved as me but she was probably just jokin' 'round…right?'
After many hours in the mall, which felt like an eternity to Cody, and somewhat to Jasmine as well, the trio returned to the Aussie's jeep after the shopping was finally finished. Jasmine was driving, and Cody, once again in the back seat was flipping through the instruction manual for his new chair as if it held the meaning of life. Jasmine and Heather were both quiet, for different reasons however.
Not liking the silence, Heather asked, "So, where are we going?"
It took a moment for Jasmine to respond. "Are ya-ya sure 'bout payin' for my dinner?" she asked, fumbling a little bit as she did so.
Heather smiled, with Jasmine noting that it was an actual smile instead of the smirk she had been wearing most of the day. "Of course I am, I haven't welched on a deal in years, and we are just as hungry as you are."
"Hungrier!" Cody yelled from the backseat.
Jasmine chuckled at that, snorting afterwards as usual. "Good ta know. Oh, a gotta know one thing. Are you or Cody vegetarians?"
"No, we aren't." Heather answered quickly, not willing to admit that she was plenty hungry herself.
"Good," Jasmine replied smiling, as she drove past the strip mall way on the way back from "The Square."
They drove for about ten minutes until Jasmine brought them to a stop and parked. Looking up at the sign, Heather read it to herself.
'Genghis Grill'
Heather turned to Jasmine raising eyebrow. With a face hard as stone the Queen Bee spoke.
"I'm Vietnamese, not Mongolian."
The Aussie looked at Heather confused by the remark. A second later, she put two and two together and started to panic.
"Wha…oh…Oh no! Oh crap! I didn't mean anythin' by it, 'Eather! 'Onest! Oh, bugger all! Now ya think I'm some kinda racist or soemthin'! Oh, this is a bloody fuc-!"
"Hahahahaha!" Heather out of nowhere lost her stone-faced expression and laughed hard, with Cody joining her. Jasmine just stared at the two in confusion as they laughed for several moments. Cody's snickers joined by Heather's chiming bells of laughter. "Oh, that one never gets old!" Heather said as she wiped a tear from her eye. Noticed Jasmine's confusion and worry she shook her head and smirked. "Relax, Jasmine. I know you weren't implying anything about me, I was just teasing you." Her smirk shifted to a smile.
'Is 'Eather smilin' and makin' jokes?' Jasmine wondered in lingering awe, the fact that this was the same Heather from Total Drama made her current behavior surreal. While she tried to fit the image of the cold heartless bitch from the short lived three season long series with the smiling and cheerful young woman before her she asked, "Are ya sure you aren't offended?"
"Believe me, my ethnicity is often…a point of debate with people. Most think that I'm either Chinese or Japanese, since those are apparently the only options for someone who's Asian. Even Cody thought I was Chinese when I asked him," Heather said, before flashing a dark smile. "And I made him squirm for quite a bit when he got that wrong."
Both she and Jasmine laughed at that.
"Hey!" Cody said from the back. "I had never met anyone Vietnamese before you! Besides, can you blame me for not paying attention to your specific nationality when I'm always basking in the warmth of your Asian hotness? Asian chicks are the hottest!"
"On that much, we agree," Heather said smirking.
Then Cody turned to Jasmine. "With those dynamite Aussie gals being a close second!" He showed his gap-tooth smile and winked.
Again, Jasmine found herself laughing. Though she never would have guessed, these two could be a barrel full of laughs when they wanted to be! She could use that these days.
"Anyway," Heather said, "I don't think me or Cody have ever eaten Mongolian Barbecue before," she saw her boyfriend shaking his head confirming her thoughts.
Jasmine grinned, saying, "If that's the case then you've never eaten real food before."
With that, the three got out of the jeep and entered the restaurant, with Jasmine leading the couple in as she had most of the day.
Inside were many large tables, along with a long stretching bullet looking food container.
"'Kay," Jasmine said, getting Cody and Heather's attention, "this is 'ow this place works. Ya put whatever meats and greens ya want on ya plate in a pile. Then ya give 'em to your table's cook. Then ya tell 'im 'ow you want it prepared 'n what sauces ya want with it. Finally they cook it up and then ya eat it. Think ya got that?"
Cody and Heather nod.
Soon enough, the trio were seating at their own table, which like all the others had a large wooden platform with a massive griddle in the center of it where the food was cooked. They each had their plates ready. Cody's was devoid of any greens, instead being nothing but chicken and pork. Heather however had a decent amount of vegetables with some shrimp and tofu. And lastly Jasmine, appearing to have a mindset much closer to Cody's when it came to food, had only meat on her plate with a mixed pile of lamb and beef. Her pile of meat was also noticeably larger than Cody and Heather's plate piles combined.
"So, there's something I've been meaning to ask you," Cody said once he managed to get Jasmine's attention, "Did you come to Canada from Australia or are you just of Australian descent?"
It took Jasmine a few moments to answer, mainly because she was distracted by the odd sight of Heather watching their table's cook like a cat eying an aquarium. Eventually, she answered, "Me 'n my family came 'ere from the Land Down Under. We actually lived in the Outback. 'N no, I'm not from one of those bush people tribes. But we did live near one. We became good friends with 'em, 'n they'd take me on tours throughout the Outback. Why, I remember one time when I was only eight 'n I spent a night on the plains by myself." She noticed Cody's look of shock and chuckled. "I'm a born 'n bred survivalist. Ya gotta be in the Outback. Australia's home to many of the world's deadliest creatures 'n I've tangled with 'em all least once, everything from saltwater crocodiles that can weigh a ton to inland tapians that have the most potent venom of any land snake." She sighed nostalgically. "Good times, good times."
"Damn! That's awesome!" Cody said, truly impressed. "I mean I knew that Australia was the danger continent where everything is trying to kill you but still…just, just…damn! You must be some kinda superwoman! Is this act as a college student just your secret identity?" he asked with a huge grin.
Again, Jasmine laughed. "Ya really are too funny, Cody!" she stopped laughing enough to answer him after a moment. "No, no…I'm not some kinda Kazanda or Captain Koala or anythin'. I'm justa tough gal with a good 'ead on 'er shoulders…and a really smart mum."
"How does she fit into this?" Cody asked, confused at the sudden mention of her mother.
"Me mum is a zoologist. 'N she started teachin' me early on. I knew the names all the different kinds of snakes in the Outback before I knew my multiplication tables. I guess that's a part of the reason why I love workin' with animals so much." Jasmine answered.
"So your major is zoology?" Cody asked.
"Yup."
"If that's the case then why are you attending a college that specializes in the arts?" Cody asked, sensing that something wasn't adding up. "Why didn't you go to any universities that specialize in zoology?"
Jasmine became quiet and her face lost the smile that it had been sporting a second ago. Softly, she answered, "I don't know myself right now. I'm startin' to wonder sometimes. I 'ad…uh, other plans. But they aren't workin' out. Now I'm startin' to consider just gettin' my bachelors 'n then transferrin' to another university or studyin' abroad like me mum did when she was younger." Really wishing to change the subject, the Aussie asked Cody, "So did you and 'Eather decide to come 'ere? Art doesn't seem like your thing. Especially 'Eather given 'ow she's now shoutin' at the cook for some reason."
Looking at his girlfriend, Cody found that she was in fact shouting at a much taller, muscular man who was holding a large knife in his hand. Even then she didn't flinch or relent however. He couldn't help up laugh at the sight before turning his attention back to Jasmine.
"Don't mind Heather, she just loves to cook and is always looking for new recipes to learn and try out. I will admit that she can get quite…fierce when someone isn't willing to spill the beans, or beef, as is the case now," pausing for a moment as if he were reliving a memory, he smiled. "She actually spends a lot of time cooking; it helps her relax, and it's one of the only things that she really enjoys doing. Watch," Cody paused for the briefest of moments, "She'll probably ignore us the entire meal and just watch the cooks at the other tables!" He mock whispered loud enough that anyone could have heard him. That comment seemed to lift Jasmine's spirits as she smiled yet again and chuckled.
"But, to answer your question we chose this college because it was the closest thing to what we were both looking for that we could attend together. For me, it's got a decent enough computer design program, which will help me with my goal of a career in designing or developing computer and video games. I've already got plenty of practice, but you can always use more, and no one will take my job applications seriously if I don't have some degrees to back them up."
"Fair enough." Jasmine nodded. "So what does 'Eather get outta this place?" she asked, looking at the Queen Bee who had stopped yelling at the cook and was now focused on the cook's knife work as he prepared their meals.
"Heather's more interested in the performing arts," Cody explained. "Theater, ballet, that sort of thing. She hasn't said anything yet but I think she wants to become a director or writer of some kind, maybe write a screenplay, but I'm not sure about that."
"Whata mean you're not sure about that?" Jasmine asked. "'Eather must have some kinda 'ope or dream in mind for the future, right?"
Cody was quiet for a moment, preparing his response carefully. "Well…you see Heather has things that she likes…and things that she doesn't like. Right now, she thinking about the things she does like and seeing if maybe she can make a career out of them. She's just keeping her options open."
Despite the vagueness of that answer, Jasmine accepted it, mainly because the food was ready.
The meal was a good one, with all three having eaten to their heart's content. They felt so bloated after their meal that none of them felt like driving right away, Jasmine most of all. So they took advantage of a table meant as an outdoor waiting area to let their food settle. As the sky was turning darker and darker, the trio talked for well over an hour.
However, for most of that hour, it was either Cody or Heather that had been doing the talking. The reason for this was a blunt question asked by Jasmine, one which she revealed that she had been holding onto all day: "Just 'ow the 'ell did you 'ook up?"
Even though what they told Jasmine was a briefed overview of their relationship, it was still a labyrinthine narrative of ambiguities and shifts that put most epic length romance novels to shame.
By the time they finally reached the present day, Jasmine's mouth was hanging wide open. After several seconds of silence from her mind being blown, Jasmine spoke, "Damn! When I asked about your love life I didn't expect a whole detailed 'istory lesson! If I were ya, I'd write that down 'n publish it as a novel. It'd likely be a bestseller!"
All three of them laughed at that. Imagining anyone wanting to read their love story, let alone pay for it.
Once the laughter had abated, Heather saw an opportunity and decided to take it. "Jasmine, may I ask you something?"
The Aussie nodded, still smiling from her laughter.
"How is your own love life?" The moment she asked, Jasmine's smile died so fast that you would have been hard pressed to prove it had existed before hand. "Your reaction says you either don't have one, or it's not in the best of shape. And since I saw a rather impressive hickey on your neck when you were having problems with our car's door, I'm going with the latter."
Before she knew what she was doing, Jasmine's hand covered the side of her neck. The Aussie looked at the others, Heather looked vindicated and Cody looked confused. Unable to deny the truth, Jasmine's black face turned red and she had to look away from them. "Its-its…it's a, uh, a on-again-off-again kinda thing...and it's, uh, complicated." Looking back at Cody and Heather, she saw their matching raised eyebrows and remembered the gigantic love tale she had just heard and how it beat hers easily. "'Kay, 'kay, 'kay!" the Aussie amended, "Not quite as complicated."
Jasmine then groaned and put her face into her hands. With it still nestled there, she muttered, "I might as well come clean, I guess. You'll find this out anyway if ya spend enough time 'round me." She uncovered her face, looking worried like she was bracing herself. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, she spoke.
"I'm a lesbian."
Silence reigned after that. To Jasmine it felt like needles were being driven into her face as it contorted itself into a tighter and tighter ball of creasing muscles and palpable tension. It was pure agony to Jasmine, knowing that any second now the two people she had spent most of the day with would reject her and start shouting at her.
After a solid minute of waiting with closed eyes, Jasmine could do so no longer and tentatively, the ebony orbs of her eyes uncovered themselves ready for the looks of shock and horror and anger.
Cody and Heather stared at Jasmine with indifference, simply waiting for an explanation.
Dumbfounded, Jasmine continued, "Uh…did ya 'ear me? I said I was a lesbian. Ya know, meanin' that I'm interested in the sheilas instead of the blokes. Ya know that, right?"
Rolling her eyes, Heather remarked, "We both heard you the first time."
"And we already know what a lesbian is." Cody added.
Almost all of the invisible needles poking Jasmine's face left after hearing that. She turned slightly red with embarrassment, but that was a small price to pay for the relief she felt at Cody and Heather not judging her or rejecting her as she expected.
"Are ya sure that ya really don't mind?" Jasmine asked, needing to be fully sure.
Cody sent her a deadpan expression while Heather answered for the both of them. "Yes, we really don't mind. Cody's a tolerant heterosexual male who's often horny as all fuck-"
"Damn right I am!"
"-and I…do have some…experience when it comes to girls. I'm…bisexual myself, so no, there's no issue with me either. Now you've stalled for long enough, get to your damn love life already!"
Feeling better, Jasmine answered Heather with a pensive look. "'Kay, let me explain to ya then. I ave a close friend, probably my only true friend 'ere, and she means the world to me. She's like an angel. She makes me feel more welcomed than anyone in years outside of me family. I don't seem to intimidate her; she doesn't see me as a scary giant, in fact, she actually likes me bein' this tall and strong. 'N just bein' 'round her makes me feel so much better." Jasmine paused, finding her lips curling into a smile and her black eyes twinkling a little bit. "She's a real sweet girl, and I don't think I've ever met anyone who's as nice as she is. She's always so carin' 'n worried 'bout others," at that her warm smile sank with a sigh. "But things just...aren't workin'."
"Does your friend have a problem with your choices?" Cody asked carefully.
After taking a moment to understand what that meant, Jasmine responded with a sad smile, "No, no…she doesn't mind my choices one bit. In fact," She pulled down her collar on one side and showed her neck, revealing several very large and deep hickeys, "these love marks 'ere are courtesy of 'er." She then recovered that side of her neck and a small smile graced Jasmine's lips at seeing the shocked reactions of the other two. "She's a real beaut, as 'ot…uh, hot, I mean, as the whole bloody Outback itself. Oh, just thinkin' about this girl makes me fanny get all moist 'n me so randy that I just wanna to bash 'er something fierce!" Jasmine added, so lost in herself that she didn't realize that she had started lose Cody and Heather with her sudden spike of Australian slang. However, after that there was silence as the warmth left Jasmine's face, leaving the eyes dull and the mouth a slight frown.
Softly, Jasmine then added, "Me being a lesbian isn't the problem." Jasmine explained, "The problem is that she's utterly terrified of anyone finding out that she is a lesbian." She then sighed heavily. "Every time it looks like someone might suspect somethin' or might find out 'bout us, she leaves it hangin'. I got the call this morning that today was one of those times. I don't know 'ow long it'll be before I can see 'n 'old 'er again, or even just 'ear 'er angelic voice. It could be 'ours or day or even whole weeks. Remember, on-again-off-again."
Cody and Heather were both quiet at that. Though both of them felt bad for Jasmine, Cody had much more sympathy for the Aussie than his girlfriend, knowing full well what it felt like to be in her situation. After all, it was over a year before Heather was finally okay with their relationship being public knowledge, and that was only after Heather had cheated on him and he almost didn't take her back. But it sounded like Jasmine's situation was in fact worse. At least Cody got to see Heather a few times every week guaranteed, and eventually those times often had amazing sex with the hottest girl in the entire school. Finally, after pulling himself from the memories of his and Heather's early relationship, the Tech Geek spoke up. "I know it's hard but please just hang in there. If you just give her some time, I'm sure you'll be able to get through this rough patch."
Jasmine snorted at that, but this wasn't the same kind of snort that followed her laughter. This was one of bitterness and contempt. "It's been three bloody years and we are still in the same exact spot as we were in when this started!" she yelled in frustration. Then, she lowered her head and spoke in a voice so soft that it was barely auditable, "I've been tryin' to be strong, for both of us. But I'm gettin' worn down by all of this. I need somethin', some reason to 'ang on, some reason to endure the bad times like this."
The only sounds in the air after that were the clanging of metal cooking ware hitting against the grills, food sizzling on said grills, and a costumer complaining about their bill.
Finally, Jasmine pushed away what she had just said and spoke up in a dull voice, "Come on, guys. It's gettin' late. I've got to drive you two back to your dorm before I can start drivin' 'ome, after all."
The Outback Survivalist started to walk away when a smaller hand grasped hers. Shocked by that, she looked back (and down) and saw Cody holding her hand this time, while in his other hand was his iPhone. With a kind smile, he asked, "Would you mind exchanging numbers, Jazz?"
Amazed, the Aussie asked dumbfounded, "J…Jazz?" Cody taking out his phone had surprised Jasmine, but not as much as when Heather did the same. "Wh-why do ya both want me number?"
"It should be obvious," Heather replied sounding largely indifferent. "We'll still need someone from around here to help us find our way until we get use to this crazy place."
"And besides that, we both really like you, Jasmine," Cody added. "Oh sure, Heather might not verbally admit it for quite awhile," Cody said smirking even as Heather glared at her boyfriend, "but she's been nicer around you than almost anyone aside from me." Then his face became serious. "And I've been where you are, Jazz, on two different fronts. I know what it's like to be pretty much friendless and to have a secret relationship that chafes you. Besides, despite what Heather said earlier, we have very few truly close friends. We'd like to add you to that small list, if you want to, of course."
Smiling, Jasmine retrieved her own phone without saying a word before asking, "Who wants to give me their number first?"
After the metal green jeep parked itself outside their dorm building, Cody and Heather climbed out of it. They stretched, suddenly feeling the weight of their day's activities bearing down on them.
"Thanks again for everything, Jasmine." Heather said. "You were a goddamn godsend."
"Oh, no worries, 'Eather!" Jasmine said back, "It's no trouble for my newest friends, it was a pleasure to get to know ya."
"Remember, you can text or call us at anytime. I, for one, will be looking forward to it." Cody said with a smile.
Jasmine chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind, but until then, goodbye!"
"Goodbye." Cody and Heather both said in unison.
With that, the jeep drove off from them, disappearing into the black darkness of the winding entrance road.
The lovers started on the short trek to the dorm's lobby, which felt like an intense marathon given their current states. Cody was still looking at his chair's manual while Heather was carrying a large bag of leftovers.
"Listen, Cody," Heather said softly, "I know I promised we'd break in our new bed when we got back, but can we save that for tomorrow or sometime later?"
"That's fine by me," Cody answered. "I was about to ask you the same thing actually. I'm beat."
"Me too," Heather added, just wanting to get to her new bed and crash.
"THERE YOU TWO ARE!" A loud, harsh voice barked at them as they entered the lobby. Jo was storming towards them with heavy enraged steps. "I checked the guidelines and it turns out that pets are not allowed in this college's dorms so you-!"
"Did you do as instructed with the delivery men today?" Heather asked, cutting Jo off. She might have been very tired and it might have taken all of her will but she still managed to remain dominant with the Jockette. When Jo attempted to reaffirm her point, Heather stared her down and repeated her question a second time, "Did you tell the delivery men to put everything where we told you to tell them earlier?"
Jo backed down, slightly. Still in a foul mood and gritting her teeth, she answered, "Yes."
Heather nodded, before yawning. Without looking at Jo, she grabbed Cody's hand and led him towards the elevator. "Thank you, Jo," escaped her lips as she walked past her. After about four paces, she stopped; Heather then turned around and handed Jo the bag in her hands.
Confused, Jo eyed the bag before asking, "What the hell is this?"
"Mongolian barbecue." Heather said, with her and Cody already inside of the elevator. The doors were closing as Heather explained, "I can hear your stomach growling from here."
With that, the elevator doors shut and took Heather and Cody from Jo. The Jockette in question simply stared at the closed doors looking perplexed. She then brought her purple eyes to the warm bag of food in her hands when her stomach growled loudly.
Jo cracked a smile.
It took Jasmine about thirty minutes to drive back to her family's house. About half of her family, including both of her parents, was still awake. Jasmine had been hoping that she would be able to get to her room quickly without having to talk to anyone. When asked what she did today, Jasmine simply replied that she spent the day helping some new friends move in at the campus.
Now, Jasmine was easily the tallest and strongest of her entire family. But even she found herself overwhelmed as every member of her family that was awake bombarded her with questions. Outside of one girl who she had known, partially, even before she and her family moved from Australia to Canada, the other members of the Bergin family would be hard-pressed to name any friends of the Outback Survivalist's. After about fifteen minutes of Jasmine explaining what had happened and the names of the people she met (excluding that they were the same ones from Total Drama) and her mother pleading with her to invite them over for dinner so they could get to know them (and confirm that they were real), the Aussie was finally able to escape her loving family's tight grasp.
Once in the safety of her room, Jasmine let out a sigh of relief before getting ready for bed. She changed into her pajamas and had turned out most of the lights, all save her nightstand.
Jasmine, despite the time, didn't really feel tired. It took a lot of activity to truly exhaust her. As a child she had traveled across huge patches of the Outback, sometimes not sleeping and remaining active for days. No, instead what she felt most was conflicted, and down. When she woke up this morning, she never would have guessed that it would play itself out as it had. She never imagined that in the same day her girlfriend broke things off once again that she would meet two new friends. Truthfully, she still didn't fully know what to make of Cody and Heather, but she was more than willing to hang out with them some more to form an opinion. She smiled a little at that. It was a rare thing to have more than one friend. Even so, she desperately wanted to hear that one friend's beautiful voice before she went to bed.
She turned off the last light switch.
As soon as the room was bathed in blackness darker than her skin, she heard a ping sound. Confused, Jasmine looked down at her phone. Her eyes widened instantly when she read the caller ID: Sammy McAuley.
It was a text message that read: 'Hey Jazz. Are you awake?'
After Jasmine replied that she was, Sammy replied back with a single word, 'Good'.
Jasmine once again confused, until her phone started to ring.
Before answering it, Jasmine smiled.
And that was the latest chapter of this story! As always, I hope you all enjoyed it! :)
So, for those of you paying super close attention, Heather has now fully embraced her bisexuality. I can't go into all of the reasons why this decision was made but let's just say that Kenju and me have some amazing and unique developments planned for later on. I would go more into all the awesome turns this story can take because of them but I don't want to risk spoiling anything. Instead I'll let you draw your own ideas for now. I will say that this decision was not made just for mindless lemon potential or fan-service. Along with those aims, there are more serious literary aspirations at work. To my knowledge, there are only a few Total Drama stories on this site that has one of the protagonists as homosexual or bisexual that isn't just a pure lemon one-shot. And among those, most of them are not that good, though there are a few good ones. I personally feel like having a homosexual or bisexual protagonist allows for a lot of unique opportunities to explore the meanings and boundaries of human relationships, romantic or otherwise. Sadly, I haven't encountered one story that uses this potential in a meaningful way. Hopefully, this story might be the very first among the Total Drama archive to do so. As you might imagine, I'm very curious to see how people react to this so please leave your thoughts about this reveal (and the rest of the chapter) in a review, ok?
And let's move on to the other big reveal of this chapter, in many ways the more obvious one: Jasmine/Sammy being a couple. Sorry "ewisko" but this story will not have Jasmine/Shawn…though the zombie nut WILL be appearing in this story and even have a small sub-plot. But I FUCKING LOVE Jasmine/Sammy too much to not include it here! As anyone who has talked to me about Total Drama since TDPI knows, Jasmine/Sammy is easily in my top five, if not top three, of all time favorite Total Drama couples! Its one of the only three yuri couples that I could actually see happening in a version of the canon that allowed same sex couples, with the other two being Heather/Lindsay during TDI and Gwen/Courtney during TDWT and TDAS. And even that aside, this couple will actually add to the main story! Though of course I can't explain what that means just yet. You'll have to wait and see. ;)
The character Ray is a reference from "The BibleReloaded" youtube video "A Chick Tract: Featuring DarkMatter2525".
Kazanda is a female Australian superhero from the Golden Age of Comics that in addition to being well versed in jungle survival skills and fighting, can make plants grow and set things on fire with the power of her mind. She's what I imagine you'd get through an Aussie combo of Black Canary, Poison Ivy, and the Human Torch. And Captain Koala is a talking koala bear that's a secret agent for the Australian government against poachers.
Here are the translations for the Aussie slang that Jasmine uses in this chapter: circus love means "orgy"; perve means "pervert"; beaut means "attractive"; randy means "sexually excited, horny"; fanny means " female genitalia"; bash means "fuck".
Now, I have one last thing to say before ending this chapter. The next chapter will not be up for a little bit. There are three reasons why. One, I haven't even started writing out the outline for this one. Two, my classes keep me super busy these days. Three, and this is the biggest, the next chapter introduces a element to this story that might be the most controversial and because of that me and Kenju want to write it out perfectly. Obviously that will take time but don't worry…it'll be great! :)
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