DISCLAIMER:
Hello to this new one-shot. This time I wrote a Lyler one shot for the Reddit Lyler week 2022 (From January 27 -31). If you want to find more information about the week you can find it on the total drama reddit.
This story ocurrs after Total Drama Tyranny of the masses, but you don't need to read that story to enjoy this one.
Finally, thanks to ACE_TD again for commissioning the cover and SIMGArt for the art. I just hope you enjoy the story as much as I enjoyed the art.
Total Drama belongs to Fresh TV and its creators. I don't own anything from the properties used in this fic
One million dollar vacations.
"I can't believe we're like going to Canton. They say the beaches are so beautiful!" said Lindsay in an excited tone.
The former Total Drama contestant looked at her friends. They were on a trip to enjoy a long holiday away from the annoying paparazzi and the stress of Toronto. It was 2 months after she finished recording the 7th season [1] of Total Drama, but the reporters were still after her.
"I'm sure it's beautiful but not as beautiful as you," said Tyler, kissing her hand.
Lindsay chuckled. "Oh Tyler you're as gentlemanly as always."
"Also, we aren't going to Canton. We're going to Cancun, Mexico," said Beth, sitting in the row behind the couple. She then put a thoughtful expression, "I think Canton is in China, and I'm not sure if gentlemanly is even a word."
"In fact Canton was renamed Guangzhou in 1918 and is the capital of the province of Guangdong. It's also the 5th most populated city in China," said Cameron, who was sitting next to Beth. "And even if it sounds weird, gentlemanly is actually a word."
Lindsay clapped happily. "Yes! See, I'm smarter than the average blonde."
"And that's some nice trivia, bro. You really exercise that muscle inside your head," said Tyler tapping his temple.
"Actually the brain isn't a muscle, it's an organ composed mainly of fat, but also carbs, nerves, and blood vessels," replied the brainiac, smiling proudly.
Tyler nodded and then whispered to his girlfriend. "Cam's nice and everything, but why is he coming with us?" He tried to not be too obvious, but his voice was heard all over the plane.
"Because the ticket and the hotel had a big discount for couples. And sadly Brady and I are taking a break in our relationship while he's studying in England," said Beth, folding her arms.
"And Cartlon here is like not only a nice guy but also a genius. We competed together in both the hamsters and the foxes, so we became friends, and I think he and Beth can have a nice time together. I mean they both are short and wear glasses," said Lindsay smiling proudly.
Cameron blushed, "actually my name is Cameron."
"Don't worry about that Cam, it's not personal. Just be patient, and maybe someday she'll learn your name," said Beth patting his shoulder.
"But Cameron is quite an easy name. It's Camera with the suffix -on at the end, which in French is used to express something small, and I'm a small guy," said Cameron with a big smile. "if kitty in French is Chaton and bear's cub is ourson, then I'm Cameron."
Lindsay and Tyler looked at him, blinking. They weren't sure what was he saying. Luckily Beth began to laugh, so they imitated her.
"Oh Cameron, that was really nerdy. I love it," said Beth, making a big smile. The genius blushed and rubbed his neck.
"Yes Cassidy, that was awesome, right Tyler," said Lindsay, winking at her boyfriend.
Tyler nodded. "Absolutely, if you can't get a job as an inventor, you can always be a comedian."
"Oh no, I'm not a comedian. That joke was a mnemonic technique to help Lindsay learn my name," said Cameron in a distraught tone. "And I want to be a biologist, not an inventor."
Beth patted his back and shook her head. There was no use in insisting.
After some more fun facts and trivia, both couples arrived at Cancun and began their vacations.
After arriving at the hotel, the friends went to the beach. It was breathtaking! The clean blue waters, the white sand on the beach, and the palm trees seemed to be taken out of a movie. There were few people and some old women selling necklaces and bracelets, wearing the traditional white dress used in the zone.
"Wow, it's totally beautiful," said Lindsay, wearing a red bikini and a red headscarf. "it's like a dream."
"But not as beautiful as you, mon ami," said Tyler, waggling his eyebrows. He was wearing red trunks and his bandana.
Lindsay slapped his arm playfully. "Hihihi, you already used that line in the airplane. But I love when you talk in French."
"Yes, but he probably wanted to say mon amore instead of mon ami," said Cameron, who was also wearing a red trunk.
"Don't be a word lawyer, and enjoy this beautiful beach," said Beth opening her arms. She was wearing a green bikini.
Cameron chuckled. "You're right!" he then began to stretch. "I'll go and swim a little. Want to come?"
"I'll go with you," said Tyler, smacking his chest. "I never back down from a challenge."
"I-I didn't mean to chall…" luckily for him, Cameron was interrupted by Lindsay.
"I want to stay and sunbathe a little. Maybe this time I can get a nice tan," said Lindsay, putting her towel over the sand.
Tyler's eyes went wide. He then rubbed his hands. "Then let me apply some sunscreen before I go into the water."
"Hihihi, of course," said Lindsay chuckling.
Cameron dried the sweat off his forehead. He didn't want to compete against the jock. "And you Beth, do you want to swim?"
"Oh no, I want to collect some seashells, maybe later," she answered with a big smile.
"Ok, see you later," replied Cameron, who went into the water.
As Tyler took the sunscreen bottle, a blond man with a snake tattoo watched the couple and Beth. He was dressed in green bunker shorts and a white tank top, and covering his brown eyes with sunglasses.
Ok, more specifically, he was watching Lindsay. He even took his sunglasses off to take a better look at the blonde girl. He was one of the few people on the beach, and was waiting for someone to arrive.
But neither of the friends noticed him. Beth was too busy looking for shells while the couple was focused on the sunscreen session, and Cameron swam in the warm waters.
Lindays took a deep breath. "Don't forget to spread it all over my back. If not my tan will have like small gaps."
"Don't worry, I'm an expert. If putting sunscreen was an Olympic sport, I would be a gold medalist," said Tyler, making a smug smile.
"Hehehe, you're already a gold medalist in taking my heart," said Lindsay making a big smile that showed her teeth.
Tyler and the tattoed man blushed at that smile. Then Tyler threw the bottle into the air, juggling it a little before catching and opening it in a swift moment. But he put too much strength while pressing the bottle, and he splashed the tattoed man in the face, covering it with lotion.
"AAAAAAGH!" screamed the man covering his eyes that burned like hell. (A/N don't worry. Sunscreen on your eyes is painful but doesn't provoke permanent damage anyway if it ever happens to you, follow the instructions in the bottle.)
"Sorry bro, are you ok?" asked the jock, who stood up too quickly and stumbled with his parasol.
Tyler fell to the ground. His flip-flop flew and hit the man in the head, while the parasol flew farther and hit Beth's bucket, throwing it vertically into the air.
"Hey! be careful!" shouted Beth as the bucket fell over her head. "And who turned off the light?"
The man ran away toward the washroom to wash his eyes while Beth stumbled over some rocks. Tyler and Lindsay ran quickly to see if their friend was fine.
"Beth, are you ok?" asked Lindsay after taking the bucket off her head.
The brunette girl's hair was disheveled, and her glasses crooked. "Yes, I just stumbled with some rock. What happened?"
"That parasol was faulty and suddenly flew away," said Tyler, not understanding it was his fault. "But you stumbled with quite a beautiful rock. Look how shiny it is."
The girls gazed at the 'rock,' and it was metallic. Beth used her shovel, and they dug it up. The rock was quite large, suddenly they realized it wasn't a rock, but a briefcase.
"Wow! It´s like a buried treasure," said Lindsay, her eyes sparkling.
"This is XTREME! Sadly it's locked," said Tyler, lowering his eyebrows
Beth sighed. "It probably doesn't have anything valuable inside. And people usually just put 9999 as their locking combination." The girl with glasses put that combination and the briefcase opened. "See, it just had some files and…"
However, inside the briefcase weren't some files. It was filled with bundles of $100 bills. A LOT of bundles of $100 bills.
"Oh my gosh is like one of those pirate treasures on the movies," said Lindsay clapping happily, "only that this is a briefcase and not a chest, and have bills and not coins… Maybe it isn't nothing like those pirate treasures after all."
"There are one, two… a lot of bundles. There must be like 20,000 dollars in there," said Tyler looking at it with wide eyes.
Beth's jaw dropped. "What are you saying? There are 5 rows and 4 columns of bundles, and they're stacked over other 6 bundles, if each is worth 5000 dollars that means," the farmer blanched. "There is a one million dollars here."
"Yeah baby, we're rich," said Tyler, fist-pumping. "I mean, Beth, you're rich."
"One million can buy a lot of clothes. In fact we may need to buy another bag," said Lindsay putting a finger on her chin.
Beth shook her head. "Guys we can't spend this money. It isn't ours."
"But we find it buried in the sand, " said Tyler, nodding, "and finders keepers. If the money had an owner, they wouldn't bury it in the sand."
"Also it may be a way fate is compensating you after Action. The world wants to give you a million dollars," said Lindsay excitedly.
"Well, if it's the will of the world, there is nothing to do about it," said Beth closing the briefcase. "Let's go!"
And with their new fortune, the three friends left, not noticing two men entering the beach. One was a big muscular guy with black hair, black shorts, and a black shirt. The other was a tanned, athletic blond guy with a square chin, dressed in a white tank top with a Hawaiian shirt over it, and red shorts.
The guys seemed to be looking for someone. After some minutes, the big guy's frown turned into a smirk as he found the person they were looking for.
"There you're Snake! Weren't we supposed to meet at the beach?" asked the first guy in a heavy Russian accent.
Snake rubbed his neck. "Sorry Dimitri, but I had an accident. You know there was this hot blonde and…"
"Please, spare us the details, do you have the money?" asked the other guy, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course, I even hid it there, Bill," Snake walked and began to dig in the sand. "I'm sure I put it around here."
But after some minutes… nothing.
"Hehehe, it's weird. I'm sure I hid it next to my towel," said Snake, sweating a lot.
"Let me help you," said Bill, and both began to dig. The atmosphere became heavy. After some more minutes, even Dimitri was digging with them, but it was in vain.
"HOW COULD YOU LOSE IT! THE BOSS IS GOING TO KILL US," shouted Dimitri, pulling his hair in desperation.
"And not only that, he'll surely make us pay for it," said Bill sighing.
Snake kick the sand. "I'm sure it was here, at least until the guy with the hot blonde threw sunscreen on my eyes, and I had to go to the bathroom to wash them."
"The hot blonde?" asked Dimitri, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, you know the hot blonde with the jock and the small ugly friend. The classic group of spring breakers," said Snake, folding his arms.
Bill's eyes widened. "That's it. They probably found the suitcase and took it with them."
"What? But it isn't theirs. Why would anyone steal a briefcase that was buried under the sand?" said Snake scratching his head.
Dimitri slammed his fist against Snake's head. "Because if they find it buried, they probably thought it didn't have an owner."
"But if I was carrying it around and people found about it, I would have to give a lot of explanations, and that would be even worse," said Snake rubbing his head.
"Forget about it! We must find that hot blonde's group quickly and retrieve the briefcase by any means."
Bill and Snake nodded, and the three went out of the beach looking for Lindsay and her friends.
Meanwhile, the three wanted friends were at an ice cream parlor, discussing what to do with the money.
"Are you sure we can't go on a shopping spree? I mean it's a lot of money," said Lindsay, pouting.
"But Babe, the quickest way to lose all our money is to spend it," Tyler looked at her with wide eyes.
Beth deadpanned at him. "Tyler it's one million bucks. I think Linds can go on a shopping spree without spending everything."
"No, Beth, you don't understand. 7 in 10 new millionaires end filling bankruptcy before 2 years of winning their money. That's what my dad's broker tells me all the time," replied Tyler, nodding while closing his eyes.
"Tyler, those guys job is keeping you from spending your money," Beth sighed but was quickly interrupted by the jock.
"Actually, miss Anderson it's a woman. And quite a gorgeous one," said Tyler blushing, "But not as much as my Linds, of course. My Linds is like mixing a sack of sugar with puppies and cotton candy!"
Beth's jaw dropped, but Linds chuckled. "Oh Tyler you're so sweet, but I prefer something with less carbs. Can't I be a sack of grapefruits?"
"You can be whatever you want my remora, that's my love in Italian," said Tyler waggling his eyebrows.
"I'm not sure if this is romantic or not, but we shouldn't be carrying that briefcase around. Let's leave it in the hotel, and we can plan what to do with the money later," said Beth, making a small smile at her friends. They were so cute together.
Tyler made finger guns, trying to snap his fingers at the same time, but he didn't make a sound. "Ok, Let me pay for our icecreams and let's go." He then tried to snap his fingers again and again and failed every time.
The jock shrugged, took a bill from the briefcase, and paid. Dimitri, Snake, and Bill entered the ice cream parlor as they were going out.
"Look, over there. That's the blonde," said Snake, making a big grin.
"And she's more gorgeous than you said, OMG she looks like a model," said Bill, making the same grin.
Dimitri instead was looking at Tyler, or more specifically what Tyler had on his hands. "Stop drooling over the blonde one and look, the guy had the briefcase!"
"Oh! You're right," said the other two, nodding.
"But that means maybe they paid in the parlor with one of the bills from the briefcase," said Bill scratching his head. "That won't mean we're in trouble?"
Dimitri glared and pulled him by the shirt. "Go inside and ask the shopkeeper, and if necessary, ask him for the bill, here take 50 bucks. Meanwhile, this idiot, and I'll chase them."
"I'm sorry, but the idiot was unnecessary. You can call me Batholomew or Snake, like everyone does. Being stressed doesn't mean you need to be rude," said the tattooed man, offended.
"And also there is no way I can get a hundred bucks bill with only 50, are you telling me to use my own money?" asked Bill, frowning annoyed.
The big man's face turned red, and his neck filled with veins. "STOP NAGGING AND HELP ME HERE! Are you aware of the value of that briefcase? Can you imagine what the boss will do if we lose it?"
Without hesitation, Bill entered the parlor while Snake began to run behind the couple and their friend. Dimitri followed him. They needed to recover the briefcase as soon as possible.
Against Beth's best wishes, the trio was walking around Tulum Avenue. At least they weren't on a shopping spree, just window shopping.
"Beth look at that red skirt, it isn't the most beautiful thing you have seen," said Lindsay, her eyes fixed in a mannequin in front of her.
"Oh my gosh, you're right. I wonder if they sell it in S size," replied Beth, who already adapted at her friend plan.
Some steps behind them, Snake and Dimitri were tailing them.
"Isn't that exactly like the others 10 red skirts they saw earlier?" asked the tattooed guy in a tired tone. "And why of all the places they could go they chose the downtown? I'm sure they're choosing this kind of place on purpose to spite us."
"Relax, we just need to wait for a chance to move close to them so we can ask them nicely to return what it's ours," said Dimitri, glaring at them.
Tyler was looking around with the briefcase in his hand. He then approached the girls.
"Pssst, I think someone is following us," whispered Tyler while putting his arms across both girls' shoulders.
"Really? Who is following us?" asked Lindsay, trying to look behind her, but Tyler stopped her.
The athlete shook his head. "Don't be too obvious, remember courage killed the cat, so we need to get out of here quickly."
"I'm sure the saying wasn't like that," said Beth, rubbing her chin, "and also…."
"There is no time. Let's run toward that bus," Tyler interrupted Beth and ran toward a nearby bus, pulling both girls. In a moment, they were inside the bus.
The guys following them couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"How did they find out!?" asked Snake, he was sure they were doing a good job following them without being noticed.
"Look over there, take that taxi," shouted Dimitri, both men going inside the vehicle.
The taxi driver looked at them in disbelief. "Perdon pero estoy en my descanso[2]"
"Quickly follow that bus," shouted Dimitri, glaring at the driver.
"Pinches gringos. Don't worry just turning on the taximetro," said the driver in a mix of Spanish and English
The taxi moved behind the bus, but suddenly the trio got down and began to run into an alleyway. Snake and Dimitri looked at them, their jaws dropping.
"Wait a minute, we're getting off here," shouted Dimitri, looking at them with wide eyes.
"QUE? Para eso se chingaron mi descanso? No problema, it's 25 pesos," said the taxi driver, glaring at them.
Dimitri glared back at him. "What, are you charging us for being in your taxi less than a minute?"
"That's what the taximeter says," replied the driver shrugging.
The tall man was about to argue, but Snake stopped him. "Here they're, 25." And then he got out of the taxi, followed by Dimitri.
"I can't believe he charged us for just getting on the taxi for less than a minute-"
Dimitri's rant was interrupted by Snake. "Stop complaining. In the end I paid the damn fee. Now focus on catching them, those guys must be aware of us by now, or they won't make a move like that."
However, it was clear the pursuers were misunderstanding our heroes.
"A private tour bus? What kind of bus doesn't accept to take you even if you pay them? That must be illegal," said Tyler frowning.
"In fact it's something quite common, especially in touristic cities like Cancun," said Beth, sighing. "The ones in the wrong were us, going into a bus without checking if it was an actual public bus."
Lindsay just smiled, "Forget about that. What do you mean someone is following us?"
"When we were in the ice cream parlor, I saw an old tanned woman wearing a white dress with colored flowers at the collar," said Tyler, covering his mouth to try to not be too loud.
Both girls nodded.
"Well, she was also in the beach, in Tulum street, and then in the store in which we were looking at the skirts," said Tyler, his eyes going wider. "She probably knows about the money."
"Oh my gosh, I didn't realize it!" said Lindsay covering her mouth.
Beth glared at him. "Are you sure it was the same old woman?"
"Of course, how many people would dress like that in Cancun?" asked Tyler, frowning.
"A LOT! It's the traditional dress people use around here. Most people wear it," said the brunette girl, rolling her eyes. "So ,are you sure it was the same woman?"
Tyler put a thoughtful expression. "Most probably… perhaps."
"Oh, c'mon…" replied Beth, huffing and puffing.
"Hihihi, Beth is right. We're probably just being paranoic," said Lindsay laughing. "And those men pursuing us are probably another coincidence."
Tyler and Beth turned to see Snake and Dimitri running toward them. Both men were glaring and clenching their teeth.
"They're definitely after us," said both brunettes at the same time, running while pulling Lindsay with them.
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" shouted Dimitri in a loud voice, his Russian accent making it sound even more threatening.
Lindsay was struggling to keep the pace of their friends thanks to her high heels. "Hey, he's asking us to stop. Maybe we should listen to him?"
"What!? Linds, you never stop when someone chasing you tells you to stop! It's like the basics," said Tyler, shaking his head. "Except police officers, of course," he added, blushing.
"Anyway I don't think we can outrun them. What do we do?" asked Beth, looking worried at the pursuers.
Tyler began to carry Lindsay like a princess so she could rest. "We run as fast as we can. Without giving them the briefcase!"
"And that's your plan?" asked Beth, narrowing her eyes.
"Yes, I know it's brilliant, but there is no time for praises," said the jock smirking.
Beth sighed and knocked down some trash bins on the way to hinder their pursuers. Dimitri stumbled on it, and Snake jumped over it quite easily.
"Hey, that's dirty!" shouted the tattooed man as he began to run faster.
"Yes Beth, that's polluting. I can't believe you just do that," said Linds, looking sadly at her.
Tyler nodded while huffing and puffing. "Yes Beth, remember we have only one world, and we have to take care of her."
"I DID THAT TO SAVE US!" shouted Beth, who then sighed. "but you're right, I didn't need to do it that way. "
Her friends smiled even if she wasn't really regretting it. Meanwhile Snake was about to grab Beth.
"HEY! Don't touch her!" shouted Lindsay taking off one of her heels in a second and hitting Snake in the face. As if planned, the shoe rebounded and fell back to her hands. The tattooed man fell to de ground, groaning.
"Thanks Linds, you save me!" said Beth, making a big smile.
Tyler winked. "Yes babe, nice trick! Where did you learn to throw like that?"
"Trick!?" asked Lindsay tilting her head. "I just got lucky. I wanted to save Beth…"
"Aw!" said Beth moved.
"…and I have to choose to throw him either my shoes or my purse, and in my purse I have my lip gloss," Lindsay finished making a big smile. Beth wasn't as moved as before.
In the Alleyway, Snake was recovering when Dimitri caught with him.
"Did you lose them?" asked the big man in his Russian accent.
"They throw a fucking shoe at my face!" shouted Snake frowning, but his complaints were cut short by Dimitri's phone.
Dimitri took the call, his frown becoming more pronounced as he talked. "Hello… yes we almost got them… HE ALREADY ARRIVED!... Get your ass here right now…"
The man then hung up and groaned.
Snake shook his head. "The boss is already here, eh?"
"Just wait until I caught those guys…" Dimitri then walked out of the alleyway, ignoring the tattoed man.
Meanwhile, in one of the store's windows near the alleyway were 3 mannequins that looked exactly like our three protagonists. The girls were possing naturally while the jock was sitting like the statue of 'the thinker' by Rodin.
"Please, stop doing that and leave the store, or I'll call the police! It's the last time I ask you to leave," said the mortified store owner.
Beth whispered, trying to not move too much. "I think we're bothering the shopkeeper. We should try to find another place to hide."
Tyler and Lindsay looked at the shopkeeper, who seemed about to cry.
After a moment, the three were in the street again.
"I can't believe it didn't work. In movies, hiding in store windows always works," said Tyler, putting his hands behind his head.
"Maybe the shopkeeper doesn't watch movies," said Lindsay, shrugging.
Beth looked around and blanched, "Guys, I think we can discuss this in another place. They're here again."
"The old woman?" asked Tyler, his eyes widening.
"NO! the guys from the alleyway!" shouted Beth as she began to run, pulling Lindsay. Tyler ran behind them.
Snake and Dimitri see them and begin to pursue them again.
"I think they can't hurt us on the street full of people, can they?" asked Beth, looking around. At that precise moment, the street was completely empty. "Really?"
"Maybe we can ask help from that guy who is opening his arms to hug us," said Lindsay, pointing at a man blocking their way. It was Bill who somehow got in front of them.
Tyler pulled his girlfriend and began to run to another alleyway. "Linds, don't accept hugs from strangers."
"I don't think the hug is the problem," said Beth running behind them
The three men then entered the alleyway behind them.
"Oh no! It's a dead-end!" shouted Lindsay, looking at the wall at the end of the road.
Tyler looked upward. "No problem, let's just climb the emergency stairs to the roof."
Saying this, the jock jumped and held the rusted stair, but it didn't support his weight and broke down.
"Uff! Why nothing works like in the movies!" protested Tyler, frowning at the broken stair.
"And don't forget how dangerous it's that the stair broke down. In case of an emergency, people can't use that," said Beth, raising a finger.
Lindsay put a thoughtful expression. "I think we have more important things to worry about."
The men surrounded the former Total Drama contestants. Tyler stood in front of the girls shielding them with his arms.
"What do you want?" asked the jock, looking fiercely at them.
"You know what we want, GIVE US THE BRIEFCASE!" shouted Dimitri glaring at them.
Lindsay tilted her head. "What briefcase?"
"Don't play dumb, the one you find on the beach," said Snake pointing at the blonde.
"Aaaah that briefcase," said the blonde, smiling.
Tyler shook his head. "Beth found it. It's her briefcase."
"Please, we were the ones who put it there. There will be big problems if you don't give it back," said Bill, trying to sound menacing.
"Tyler It's not worth it," said Beth, sighing. "just give them the briefcase."
The jock nodded. "We'll give it back if you leave us alone."
"Do you think you are in a position to negotiate?" asked Dimitri, cracking his knuckles, but he was stopped by Snake and Bill.
"We don't have time for this," whispered Bill, clenching his teeth. "The boss is almost here."
Dimitri sighed. "Ok, give us the briefcase, and you can go."
"That's what we were talking about," said Tyler smiling. "Beth give them the briefcase."
"I don't have the briefcase," replied Beth, her voice trembling.
Tyler tilted his head. "Me neither."
"That's why I asked what briefcase because we don't have it with us," said Lindsay nodding, "But when I asked, the tattooed guy insulted me."
Snake rubbed his neck. "Sorry we're under too much stress."
"STOP THAT," shouted Dimitri, "DID YOU MISS THE BRIEFCASE?"
"More like we don't know where we leave it," replied Tyler making a sheepish smile.
Dimitri was red as a tomato, but before he could start shouting at them, a huge man put a hand on his shoulder.
"The briefcase was in a store window back there. I'm quite ashamed you almost lost it," said the man in a deep voice.
Everyone blanched and looked at the man with wide eyes.
"Boss…" said Dimitri, closing his eyes on defeat.
At the ice cream parlor, Tyler, Lindsay, and Beth were sitting eating some ice cream while talking with the boss.
"I need to apologize again. I never thought my boys would act like thugs and harass people for their own error," said the boss, chuckling evilly. "But what a coincidence it was you of all people who found the briefcase."
"Hahaha, yes Chet, it's a mall world," said Lindsay before eating a bit of her strawberry ice cream.
Beth sighed, "Linds, his name is Chef, and the idiom is "it's a small world."
"Really? I think it was a mall because the world is like the mall. You can meet anyone anytime without expecting them," replied the blond girl, who then shrugged.
Beth looked at her and didn't reply, maybe Linds was smarter than she thought, and she already considered her a smart girl. She licked her orange ice cream and nodded.
"HAHAHA, you're the same as always, hateful kids," said Chef licking his double chocolate ice cream with sprinkles.
"And what are you doing here? Filming a new season of Total Drama?" asked Tyler, raising an eyebrow while eating his vanilla cone. "Because that million dollars seemed like a nice prize."
The former co-host waved his free hand. "Oh no, nothing like that. I'm working as executive producer and advisor in a new movie about a spy entering a reality show, and this babe will be used in many scenes." Chef then patted the briefcase.
"It's not too risky to use a million-dollar like that?" asked Beth, tilting her head.
"Hahaha, this isn't real money. It's quite realistic because the director is obsessed with the small details, but all these bills are fake," said Chef laughing.
"WHAT!" shouted the three at the same time.
Chef folded his arms. "Yes, a realistic replica. In fact, we almost had an incident because you paid here with one of these. But the interns thought quickly and bought the bill."
"Phew, that's great. I hate causing problems," said Lindsay clapping.
"So we run and almost fight the interns for a worthless briefcase? I feel like a moron," said Tyler, sighing.
The former co-host raised an eyebrow. "Worthless? This fake money cost over $1500 plus another $200 for the briefcase. I mean isn't a million but isn't worthless either."
"Fake money also costs money? It's fun to think about it. I wonder how much cost a real $100 bill?" asked Beth putting a finger under her chin.
Tyler chuckled. "That's easy, a hundred dollars. That's why we use it as the hundred currency."
Before the girl with glasses could correct him, Chef interrupted them. "And by the way, don't you want to get some extra money?"
"NO!" said the three at the same time.
"HEY! You haven't heard my proposal!" Chef frowned and hit the table with his fist.
"You're about to offer us a job as extras in your movie," said Lindsay, frowning.
"Or as interns," said Beth, also frowning.
Tyler nodded. "And we'll only stay here a few days, so we prefer to spend them resting and enjoying the city."
"Ok, do what you want. Kids these days, they don't know the value of a dollar," Chef muttered, folding his arms while pouting.
The three friends laughed, and after a moment Chef also began to laugh. On another table, Dimitri, with a big bump on his head, glared at them with Snake and Bill.
"They steal the suitcase, and we're the evil guys. Being an intern is the worst job," said Dimitri, cursing Chef under his breath.
"Don't sweat over it," said Snake smirking while eating a cone of cream-flavored ice cream. "In the end we kept our jobs, didn't have to pay for the briefcase, and got free ice cream. It's a win in my book."
Dimitri glared at him. "Says the man who lost the suitcase in the first place."
"Relax, men, relax. It could be worse," said Bill, patting his friend's back, he was eating coffee-flavored ice cream. "Let's be positive, ok?"
In the end, the big guy sighed and began to eat his banana split. The saddest part is that this wasn't the worst day they had in this job.
After spending the afternoon with Chef the trio went back to their hotel. While the girls were smiling, Tyler was frowning sadly.
"Are you ok Tyler?" Lindsay tilted her head, looking into his eyes.
"It's nothing," said Tyler, sighing, "It's just … Well I really made a clown of myself back there, trying to confront those interns for a briefcase full of fake money."
Lindsay smiled and blushed. "Oh, don't be silly Tyler, you did what you thought was the right thing, and also, you were really cool protecting us."
"Linds is right, you shielded us with your body against 3 guys, and you didn't flinch or cower. You're like our hero!" said Beth making a big grin.
"A-are saying it for real!?" Tyler rubbed his head, blushing a lot, "I mean I was pretty brave, right? I just wanted to protect you."
Lindsay hugged and kissed him on his lips, "of course we're saying it for real. I'm lucky I have like the couragest boyfriend in the world."
"And I'm lucky for having the kindest and beautifulest girlfriend in the whole world," said Tyler, who kissed her again.
"They're so cute together, even if couragest and beautifulest aren't real words," said Beth looking at them with dreamy eyes. "But I feel like we're forgetting something."
Just at that moment, someone knocked at the door, they opened it and found a big surprise.
"CAMERON/CARLTON!"
"I'm sorry," said the brainiac. "I know you must be worried sick, but the actual account of my experiences today, even if it sounds illogical or farfetched, I can assure you is completely real."
"Yes of course," said Tyler rubbing his head, "we were worried sick."
"Why don't we go to dine while Cameron tells us his story?" said Beth, raising a fist.
Lindsay nodded. "That's a great idea, that way, we can hide the fact we forget about him." The blonde girl clapped, not realizing what she had just said.
"Forget about who?" asked Cameron, tilting his head.
Lindsay blanched, just realizing her mistake. She didn't know what to say to fix this.
"About Chef!" said Beth , quickly covering for her friend. "We'll tell you on our way to the restaurant. When we were looking for you we found Chef…"
While Beth took care of Cameron, Tyler hugged his girlfriend and kissed her again.
"Don't worry, it was a mistake everyone could make," said the jock, hugging her tightly.
"Thanks Tyler, I totally needed to hear that," replied Lindsay, smiling again.
And the 4 had dinner at the hotel, hearing Cameron's story, while Tyler was carefully watching the old woman sitting in the restaurant. Maybe his exciting adventure in Cancun was far from over. Or maybe he was mixing that woman with a different one. Anyway the day ended without issues, and they spent a great night in the hotel, the four too tired to explore the nightlife but thoroughly enjoying their vacation.
[1] The 7th season I'm mentioning is Tyranny of the Masses, a fan season I wrote some time ago, so I decided to make this story after that one.
[2] taxi driver glossary
Perdon pero estoy en my descanso = I'm sorry, but I'm taking a break
QUE? Para eso se chingaron mi descanso? No problema, it's 25 pesos = What , for that reason you ruined(pejorative) my break?. Ok, No problem, it's 25 pesos.
Pinches gringos. Don't worry just turning on the taximetro = Damn americans(pejorative) Don't worry, just wait a moment until I start the taximeter.
As always I hope you enjoyed the story, this time I tried something different.
This story is a comedy, and instead of focusing on the couple, I tried to show them in a not-that-ordinary situation and how they work together. Also, I put Beth because why not.
My apologies to all Cameron fans, but he was here as a small joke. I wonder if you dear reader also forgot about him or was wondering when he will come back.
Did you enjoy the story? Or do you prefer more romantic-oriented stories? Please give me your thoughts in your reviews so I can know what kind of story you would like to read in the future.
As always, thanks for reading, and I hope you like it.