Don't ask me how I got this idea. haha
Songs that played while I was writing:
Waking Up In Vegas by Katy Perry...and others I'm sure. Sometimes I forget to write them down, but that's okay. These songs usually have nothing to do with the fics anyway :)
Disclaimer: Noooooooooooooo.
PS:
1, Do you guys really think you can be impregnated by a ghost? My friend Krissy said she's already had a ghost baby (Alex) from a ghost (Frank) (she said it was very painful, even for a ghost), and now my other friend Casey has weird preggo symptoms too, after being "raped" by the same ghost... and it's so freaky, like I can actually "feel" Alex's presence...
Brushing Lips
A Total Drama Oneshot
"Bahaha!" shouted one very-entertained redhead. "Oooh, who turned on the TV too close? Hahahaha, that's so cool."
It was a Friday night, and Izzy was walking around Chef's kitchen, looking at everything through a small, wire mesh sifter. She had found it in one of Chef's 'forbidden drawers'. She wasn't quite sure what forbidden meant, but she was pretty sure it meant "everyone's allowed in here".
She was holding the small strainer over her left eye, and had her right eye shut tight.
"Hmm, this is getting boring." Eventually, she decided to turn it curvy side down and hold a contest with herself to see how long she could balance it on her nose. She kept losing, though...
"I wonder..."
"Hey, Izzy! I know you took my- what are you doing?"
When Noah walked in, Izzy was walking around in circles, rubbing the outside of the strainer on her lips, much like you would do with a toothbrush to your teeth.
"Brushing my lips," she said simply.
He didn't know why, but he felt a sudden urge to kiss her just now. "You don't brush lips, Iz. You brush teeth."
"Oh." She smiled really big just then, and began brushing her teeth with the sifter.
"Izzy, no, don't do that!"
"Well, you're no fun."
"That's not good fo-"
"I wanna blow up the white house!"
"What?"
"Nothing."
Noah wasn't really sure what to say to that, so he settled for just staring at her. Her eyes are glowing, her skin flawless, her lips red and puffy like we had just finished making out... no, Noah! Bad thoughts, bad! ...what am I, a dog now?
Before Noah could think one more 'bad thought' about the crazy bird he called his friend, she kissed him. Like, not on the cheek, or the ear (baha), but rather, on his lips.
Izzy pulled back, realizing what she had just done. Her blush sat high on her face, but she spoke as if it never affected her at all. "Um, I just really wanted to know what it would be to kiss a gay guy. Cody's very lucky..."
Ignoring the blush on his face as well, Noah shook his head. "Whatever. I just want my book back, and soon."
He walked out, leaving Izzy to her own thoughts in Chef's kitchen.
I wonder how mad he would be if he found out I used his book for firewood yesterday... heehee.
End! How was it, cuzz I think it sucks lol.
Lots of Love, princesskae19 (I got my name right this time haha)