Now Tell Us How You Really Feel

2-

We Miss You, Total Drama

I am, at this moment, really, really pissed off.

I have just paddled fifteen miles in a canoe. My curly brown hair is an absolute wreak. My eyeliner is all messed up. And, I have been burnt- quote me!- fifteen times by the damn toxic waters.

I look up at the old camp that I used to know and love.

What has happened?

The old sign 'Wawanakwa' has faded, one side broken and sitting lamely on the side of the dock, of which one side has been ripped to pieces. Obviously, it must have been an eventful first episode.

It takes a lot to boat all the way out here, just to see your favorite campers once again. Some may call it stalking, but I just call it love. I hadn't seen them since I watched the last episode of the World Tour. I couldn't wait any longer.

I chew my lip and run off toward the cabins. I look around, seeing the same, awful setting as season one and feel myself grin. I feel like I'm eleven again, watching the first episode and laughing. It wasn't the best of humor, but it was original. And I miss it.

I run over to the one I recognize the most- the Killer Bass cabin. And yeah, my heart is beating all fast and everything because I plan on going in there to totally dry hump Duncan in his sleep. No! I lied! I'm actually going in there to kick his ass for cheating on Courtney!

Then I'm going to dry hump him.

Anyway, I walk through the door and feel myself scream.

"WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?"

The mess hall seat feels hard and I probably have a splinter going on my butt but I don't dare move. Chris McClean is sitting in front of my, signature smirk plastered on his face as he waits for me to start. Chef is standing in the kitchen, washing a dish (not thoroughly, mind you) as I take a deep breath. I feel my heart jump. "Why?"

Chris doesn't hesitate. "Why what?"

I feel my heart hammer. "Why the hell did you do this?" Obviously, I've gotten too loud, since Chris cringes a little at my tone. I can't find it in my heart to care right now. "You got rid of all of them, and for... for... whoever the hell those posers are out there?"

I'm getting too upset. I scratch at the scar on my left arm that's been there since long before I can remember.

The host watches me silently. "We've had a lot of fans try to come here, before... though none of them have been as... emotional as you." I sniff, looking away from him. I hate that word, 'fan'. It means nothing to me. "I personally didn't get rid of them. The producers just thought they were getting old. We need something new."

I clench my teeth together. "I... They were old." I say.

Chris raises a brow. He obviously didn't think I would agree. "I'm glad you see it our way."

To that, I shook my head. "No way. I don't see it 'your way'." I spoke softly. I looked at the old coffee mugs, and I could almost envision Duncan stuffing one under his shirt, Courtney telling him to stop, the scenes are rolling through my head. Harold, walking through with a penciled on mustache, Heather, coming out of the freezer looking blue and eyebrow-less, Beth, sneaking chips underneath the table.

All of these memories coming back to me.

Because that's what they are.

Memories.

"When I was younger, I sat down and watched Spongebob, Family Guy, all that stuff. Plotless. Stupid. Pointless."

I take a deep breath. I'm about to cry. I try to keep the tears from pouring over. "And then I watched Total Drama Island. And I..."

"I loved it so much."

That's no exaggeration.

You can't watch something with that much feeling, you can't write with this much joy, you just can't do it unless you're doing it for something you love.

"And yeah, the challenges were stupid, the humor was a bit warped at times, but..."

"The cast..." I said, softly, looking down at the table, "...was flawless."

"They were unique, different, each with their own personality that differed so crudely from one another's."

I feel a grin stretch across my face as I point a finger at Chris. I look into his black, beady eyes and feel my heart clench with devotion. "Without them..."

"...Total Drama is going to shit."

Chris gives me a hard stare, as he sighs audibly. "...I know."

I don't really care when they shoot me out of a catapult. I watch the camp fade from my sight, feeling the tears finally spill down my cheeks. But I'm smiling.

Everyone of those characters meant something to me, from my least favorite characters all the way to my OTP. So maybe I'll have to deal with the fact that Duncan and Gwen were together in the end. Maybe I'll have to understand that Sierra and Alejandro really were added to the show even if I didn't like them. I'm going to have to look and know that Harold, Courtney, Cody, Eva, Ezekiel, Tyler, Lindsay, Leshawna, Trent, and everyone else that would take much too long to mention have been replaced by these new freaks.

Maybe.

Or maybe they'll be back.

And maybe, Total Drama will be my favorite show again.

As for now?

At least I have the memories.

IN LOVING MEMORY

Beth- The Wannabe

Bridgette- The Surfer Chick

Cody- The Self Proclaimed Ladies Man

Courtney- The Overachiever

DJ- The Gentle Wimp

Duncan- The Bad Boy

Eva- The Body Builder

Ezekiel- The Homeschooled Kid

Geoff- The Party Guy

Gwen- The Goth Girl

Harold- The Geek

Heather- The Backstabber

Izzy- The Crazy Chick

Justin- The Hot Guy

Katie- The Annoying Best Friend

Leshawna- The Ghetto Chick

Lindsay- The Dumb Blonde

Noah- The Bookworm

Owen- The Fat Guy

Sadie- The Other Annoying Best Friend

Trent- The Cool Guy

Tyler- The Non-skillful Athlete

...and I guess Sierra the creeper and Alejandro the jackass too.

TOTAL DRAMA ORINGINAL CAST

WE FREAKING MISS YOU!

LOVE,

THE TOTAL DRAMA FANDOM

"See you next time on

TOTAL

DRAMA

ISLAND!"