Here's a little MIKE / ZOEY for ya. I guess nobody gets cookies :C oh well! More for me. And my OC Liccie. (Who you see as an Intern in the story Total Drama Reloaded by NinjaBunny8. Check it out, it's a cool story.)
Liccie: Please stop advertising and start the drabbles! You're boring the people. And have any more of those chocolate chuck cookies?
Sorry. Anyway, HORAY FOR ZOKE! Or, Miey. Whatever you want to call 'em.
Zoey sighed and drew little hearts in the sand
"Love. Ha! Nobody told me it was this … hard."
She sniffed. Mike had dropped his "Mike" persona and now was completely Vito. "What a jerk!" she grumbled, "That whole comedy routine was really a way to pick up girls… and once a girl fell for one of them…" She was thinking out loud, concluding what she thought was really going on here. "He dumps his other routines and chooses which girl he likes best!"
Zoey sniffed again, her upper lip trembling. Why? Would he break the heart of a girl who really cared about him! And leave her for some superficial, shallow twit! She scribbled out all her little hearts and stepped on one, mushing the design in the sand, never to be seen again. She cried out in agony and anger. Why he's a little backstabbing, heart-breaking, son of a bi-
"Zoey? Ar-are you there?"
Zoey's eyes popped open at the voice of the demon. Her eyes squinted and twitched. She took a deep, soothing breath and stood up to meet the jerk. Her hands clenched into fists.
She closed her eyes, "Yes. What do you want?"
"Z-zoey, you have, n-no idea how sorry I am-"
"Save it! I don't want to hear your sally-sob-story! I'm done with you and your acts, and you breaking heart, a-and you choosing that bimbo Anna-Marie over m-me!" Zoey was at the point of tears. She let one fall, just to show how much he had hurt her, "A-and your stupid comedy routines that are NOT even f-funny-"
She let two more fall,
"Zoey I never meant to hur-"
"-and h-how you're always confusing m-me-"
Three more trickled down her cheeks. Air! She needed air! Zoey gulped and gasped. She made a cry gasp, hee-heep.
"Zoey-"
"-w-with your STUPID," she growled / screamed that last word, and did another hee-heep "-routines and you just l-leave me-"
"ZOOOOEY." Mike screamed. And she shut up.
She whipped her eyes with the back of her hand and sniffed.
"Zoey I haven't been honest with you lately-"
"No duh." Zoey folded her arms.
Mike scratched the back of his neck, "I have something to tell you."
"Go on." Zoey squinted her eyes. This better be an apology.
Mike took a deep breath, shut his eyes and blurted out, "I have MPD!"
Zoey opened her eyes. So that's why… All of this… why didn't he…
One phrase stopped her whole mind from going any further. It was quiet, but loud enough to be heard.
Mike hung his head in shame. "and I'm sorry."
There may be a sequel to this! If people review, that is ;)