Wow. Another chapter already? By the gods ye serve, or more correctly, by the mighty name of Yeshua that I serve! Anyways…who's ready for a helpful dose of love-triangle? We're going to show you what goes on in the world, what goes on in the world with another multi-personality nut, and how exactly is this mis-understanding going to pan out again?
Note, as of the time I am posting this, I have not yet seen the fifth episode. Look at this as a bridge between episodes four and five. Furthermore, a lemon is involved in this chapter, so be cautious and aware
But with no further a due, HERE WE GO!
-Total Drama Revenge of the Island, Season 4-Interlude between episodes 4 and 5-Normal POV-
Despite inaugural fears, no one had been awakened disastrously by Chris McLean at the start of the day. They were actually allowed to sleep all the way up until they felt ready and good. That in itself was different.
Furthermore, it gave everyone a chance to bond. Despite the seemingly easy abuse of such a word, it proved itself to be more stable today.
"You are radiating today!" Dawn exclaimed, hovering in mid air in a meditation style. She pointed her right hand toward Zoey, who was walking by at the time.
"Really?" She asked, just a bit apprehensive. This girl was just a bit scary due to the way that she had so easily discerned so much from her life in one glance and touch.
"Yes. Your aura is irradiating a continual beam of happiness and satisfaction." The pale female smiled. "Really, your joy is pretty contagious."
"Um, thanks." She responded back, putting her hand in her hair to ensure the flower hadn't fallen out or anything.
"I am curious. What is it that has made you so content with your life here?"
"Well…" It was obvious that Zoey didn't want to skirt the issue, or avoid it. She also was trying to be friendly.
"If you don't wish to share it with us, you don't have to. However, I have a good idea of what it is."
"Really?" The Mutant Maggot member half-sarcastically challenged.
"I can sense it from one of Mike's many fragments also. You two seem to be quite happy with each other, as if you have both finally traversed a bridge into a deep and passionate love."
"…How-How?"
"How did I know? Three sources." She remarked, holding up three fingers in response. "One, you just so happened to be radiating so much joy it shielded most of your thoughts, although I could catch nearly chaotic images of Mike in it. Secondly…" She brought her first finger down. "…I detected Visa-Versa as it is called with Mike, and thirdly." Now the mind-reader held only one finger up, as a small bee with 8 wings and it's stinger pointing out of it's nose landed upon it, buzzing contently. "My friends from nature repeated what happened last night in those events to me."
"They did?" Zoey asked back, somewhat disturbed that their peace and quiet weren't really peace and quiet at all.
Dawn smiled, resting her hand back on her knee. "Indeed so. Alas, I predict many things for you two." Her face became grim looking. "A force has already shown itself to us all, and will try and separate you two, keeping some of the spoils, if not much of it, to herself, and part of Mike will indeed capitulate to her desire's." Her countenance suddenly changed for the better. "However, True love will triumph over any opposing force. And form what I can feel, your young love is true." She reached forward and touched the flower in Zoey's hair, the plant seemingly coming back to life at the touch. "I almost envy your love, but I am sure that mine own will show itself in times future."
"Thanks. This really means a lot to me." Dawn smiled contently, then closed her eyes, listening to the bee that was still posed on her finger.
Anne Maria honestly couldn't stand this. Every time she started looking for Mike, Or more appropriately, Vito, she would find him walking and talking with Zoey. Pathetic little wretch!
Honestly, by all accounts, she had thought she had him won over. However, slight wavering indecisiveness from the male proved that she would have to do much more then just compliment, encourage, and kiss up. No, something MORE had to be done.
-Anne Maria's POV-
"I don't care what you say." She remarks as she empties up another can of hairspray. "Zoey is an obstacle now, one that has to be removed. I'm not going to hurt the girl or anything, but it's time to pull out all the stops!" She crushes the empty can in her hand, a small explosion going off as she does so. "If Vito isn't all for me by this time tomorrow, he's got serious issues!"
-Normal POV-
Mike threw his head back and laughed again. "Honestly, if you find that high lack on interest in Yu-Gi-Oh, how did you even survive where you were?"
"I play a lot of card games. Solitaire, Spider Solitaire, I play some games against family members and such, but mostly to myself."
"You'll have to teach me some of those some time in the future."
"I can do that now. I just don't have any cards on hand."
"Hey, that's not really any problem. It's just around there." Mike pointed out, and took a running sprint toward the cabin.
Problems tried to arise then. Just as he threw the door open to get into the cabin, the sight he was greeted with scared him. "What the hell just happened?" Clothes were there, hanging form the ceiling, mattress overturned and on the floor, and one of the ceiling fans were broken on the ground.
"I don't know!" Anne Maria called, picking up a set of clothes and stuffing them back into a backpack. "Someone totally ran-sacked the room!"
"Wow…At least it wasn't me. I don't think."
-Mike's POV-
"At least for once, I didn't do it! I don't think any of my other personalities do it either, at least, I don't think so. I don't remember loosing control today. I was talking with Zoey almost the whole time."
-Normal POV-
"Well, whatever or whoever it was, they sure caused quite a racket!" She remarked, then squealed in fan-girlish like excitement.
"What?"
"My hair-spray wasn't destroyed! I still have over half of the original stock!" She popped the top off of the spray, and began letting it loose. He didn't bother responding, rather, he just flipped a mattress over, and found a deck of cards there. "That should do it." He remarked. "But why would these cards have naked ladies on them?" As the multi-persona teenager stood upwards the sight that ended up right in front of his was a pair of shoes. As he looked up, it apparently was attached to a man that was hung from the ceiling, a sheet draped over his body just to small to cover the feet.
"Maria." Mike called.
"Yes?" She responded, hoping something good for her was in the works.
"Who is this?" He asked, poking the hanging body.
She walked over beside him, and yanked the sheet clean off. As it fell to the ground, it was realized suddenly to be the one and only. "CHEF!"
"No. This is just a dummy. See." Mike poked the leg, and the stuffed dummy swung slightly back and forth.
"What a trick by Chris." Just then a gunshot rang out in the distance, and the two ran out of their cabin, and were greeted by another gunshot. To be accurate, it sounded like a Shotgun.
Within minutes everyone from both teams were congregated at the edge of the Dock of Shame. "Everyone, calm down." Scott remarked, motioning his hands in a downward motion. "Obviously it's just Chris getting us ready for another one of his challenges."
Just then, Chris walked up. "Which one of you have been doing all that shooting!"
"It wasn't you?" Mike asked in total shock. Just as he finished, his mouth opened wide, and he gasped for air.
"Nah. I thought it was one of you shooting off those stupid guns."
"I'll tell you what youngin!" Mike, or more accurately Chester suddenly remarked, hunched over. "We knew when Ammo wasn't worth waisting, and we didn't just shoot anywhere." Zoey chuckled just a bit as Chester poked Chris in the gut. "No Sir! We…"
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE THE LOT OF YA!" A call echoed at the base of the dock. Everyone whirled around and strained to see who it was. "None of you move!"
Izzy stood at the base of the dock, cautiously putting her right foot on, then the left. She held in both of her arms a shotgun, trained on the cast and host. "Which one of ya lot should I bag first?"
"You know full and well." Chester stated as he stepped forward. "That women shouldn't touch the steering wheel, ballot box, or ammo box. I…"
"Hold it right there grandpa!" Izzy pushed the shotgun barrel in her right had forward, separating Mike's mouth and putting the end of it in his mouth. "No smart-ass remarks or moves, or otherwise the old guy gets it first!"
"You can't just…" Zoey started to walk forward and protest, but the deranged Red-head held up her other shotgun, silencing the female. "Now, where is the scrawny little brat that had defeated me last night?"
"Here." Jo commented, and picked up Cameron, throwing him across the dock. As Cameron landed, Mike gasped again, and suddenly he had control of himself again. But…he wasn't sure if that was something he wanted considering that he still had the barrel of a shotgun shoved in his mouth, and a slight portion of his brain wondered just how clean it was.
"Cameron, is it?" Izzy inquired, crouching down and keeping the shotgun in Mike's mouth. "Well my little enemy…" She scowled at him, and then suddenly her countenance did a 180 degree turn. "You did pretty darn well! I never got the chance to congratulate you on successfully defeating me!"
"Ummm, thanks?"
Izzy dropped her shotguns and cart-wheeled behind Mike. Almost without explanation, she began rapping on his head. "Hello! Mike, Chester, Vito, Svetlanna! Any of you in there?"
"The name is Mike." His voice dropped to a whisper suddenly. "How did you know?"
"I've been watchign you." She chuckled. "IN FACT! I'VE BEEN WATCHING ALL OF YOU, STUDYING YOUR WEAKNESS TO FIND OUT HOW TO HUNT YOU ALL DOWN AND GUT YOU ALL LIKE A FISH!"
"Izzy!" Chris shouted. "You want to hunt us, don't you?"
"Indeed! Starting with you, you gay old bald man! You're as old as the dinosaurs!"
"Riiiiggghhhhtttt. How would you like an elevated platform to get us with?"
"Chris, are you mad!" Anne Maria asked. "You're plum crazy!"
"Ohhhh, YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!" She picked up the guns, wrapped her right arm around Cameron's neck, and dragged him down the dock to the show's host. "Now Chris, tell me! Tell me WHERE this elevation is!"
"In this bowl." He pointed to the Hurl of Shame, and she dropped Cameron, jumping into it and aiming her first gun. "heh-heh! Bye-Bye Grandpa!" The redhead's voice cackled, and she pointed the barrel right at his forehead.
"NOW!" Lightning then pulled the lever, and Izzy went flying through the sky, far, far away from Camp Wanawakwa.
"Well, that's taken care of." Chris smiled and smacked his hands together. The crowd began to disperse.
"Mike!"
"Zoey!" The two embraced as soon as they could. "I'm so glad your all right."
"I can't believe you actually stood up to her like that!"
"Umm…" Mike knew honestly it was Chester's foolishness that had to have put him in that situation, not himself. "…thanks. I needed to insure she wouldn't attack you…" He clumsily stated. Apparently, the female was fed up with words now, and pulled him into a hearty embrace, complete with a kiss.
-Zoey's POV-
"The way that Mike incorporated his Comedy routine into the entire scenario, was so amazing. I thought that it was odd and all, but in reality, that's just amazing! He's so caring!"
-Mike's POV-
"Zoey…Thinks I saved her." He frowned. "That's not the case. Apparently, she didn't understand that I have M.P.D. I don't know if I should tell her or what though. I mean…" He rubbed the back of his neck, out of words and ideas.
-Normal POV-14 hours later-
Most everyone was asleep in the Mutant Maggot's cabin. However, the key word was 'most'. A certain dubious female was not asleep by any means, anxious on Vito's arrival, assuming he would arrive. Her plan was so bold, so out there, frankly it would have been impossible for him not to totally fall for her, right? That's what she kept telling herself. However, she had no bearing on how accurate that statement was.
The moment of truth came in the dead of the night. The door swung open, and Mike stepped in. The only light, faint moon and starlight, was shinning behind him, so it wasn't possible to tell who he was at first, unless someone took note of the gelled back hair.
That was Anne Maria's tick off. She sat up, holding the covers over her body, her solidified hair banging the bunk above hers lightly, but Cameron rolled over and took no further notice of it. "Vito…" She called, loud enough to where he should hear it but low enough to prevent waking anyone. His head turned her direction, looking intently at the covered female. "I think you could use a warmer, right?" She laid back down, raising the covers as if to offer to pull him in with her.
He walked forward to the bunk, his tight lipped face and shirtless posture proving that this was not Mike she was dealing with, but indeed the powerhouse Vito. Quickly and quietly he threw his shoes off, and then next thing he did was crawl in, under the same sheet she had concealed herself with.
Mike wouldn't of ever done this. He wouldn't ever dare cross Zoey like this, but his alternate personas had no such loyal intentions. She leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth, and forcefully he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her up against her and returning the favor. That lasted for a moment, until the two separated. Realizing that he was in bed with a girl that was nude, practically giving herself to him, he whispered. "Bada-bing Baby. You're all mine…". Frankly, why shouldn't he accept her offer?
Well, that was all she had wanted to hear. It sounded just as if this plan was working perfectly. One of her hands shot down below to his pants, unclipping them as she rolled onto her back, pulling him on top of her. His hands quickly found themselves on her perfectly round orbs as he leaned forward and bit her lightly on the neck. She gasped, and then was able to draw his lower articles of clothing off of him, kicking them off with her legs.
Their nude embrace lasted for several minutes, while she was beneath him, and he was leaving a trail of hickies on her neck like a path, his hands never once letting loose his firm grip on her breasts. However, these minutes even came to and end. He reared back, flipping his head for a moment as she sent one of her hands down below his waistline.
When she grabbed his cock, he silently chuckled. "Go ahead and try to jerk on it. But I'll assure you that no hand can tame that lion."
She was willing to try though. Throttling it up and down, repeatedly, not stopping for any reason whatsoever. This wasn't her first time, so she did have a bit of experience at least for this. This would pay off in her favor.
Vito stood motionless as a rock, but his mouth was a different story. "Babe, I told ya. A hand isn't going to tame me."
"Fine then Vito. Maybe a mouth can." She pulled her body out from underneath his, so while he was still standing on his knees, she shifted her own body onto all fours. More accurately, on three. Her right hand was still working on his massive phallus, but now she moved forward, clamping her mouth down onto the meat and drawing back slowly. She rushed her head forward again, then drew it back. Consistency was her key weapon.
He had just reached out to grab her hair, but when he did she stopped abruptly. "Vito, No-Touching-The Hair. Got it?"
"No lady tells me what to do in bed."
"Then I guess you can jerk off on your own."
Defeated, he withdrew his hands and she went back to her oral attacks on him. She wrapped the head of the penis in her mouth, the rest of the steam being heartily galvanized by her hand which was rushing back and forth. The combined motion shoud pull something off positive for her…
Time. Time was her biggest ally. Time was all she needed. "Come on girl. For sure you're a good cockmuncher, but you should be able to do better then this. If you call this your best, your going to be here some time-"
That was when she was greeted by the pleasant sound of him gritting his teeth, and the masculine organ twitched violently in her hand and mouth, spilling semen into her mouth. She swallowed, swallowed, swallowed, and quite frankly had even surprised Vito when indeed she left not a drop.
"Okay. I'll give it to you. You are a good Cockmuncher." He admitted.
"Good then. But how are you with using yourself?" She rolled her body backwards, laying on her back once more. Spreading her legs apart, she gave him a public view of her pubic region.
A grin crept across the teen's face, and he fell forward, landing on top of her and holding the head of his stiffening cock at the lips of her flower. With no real warning, he slammed it forward. When he did she reached upwards and grabbed him by the shoulders, pulled him into her, and she let out a groan through the kiss she forced upon the both of them. He reared back and went again, whittling the interval slightly. His well-toned core and midsection was paying off as he rocketed forward a third time, and she grabbed let go of his shoulders and gripped the sheet she was laying on.
He firmly planted his own hands on her shoulders, pinning her to the ground as the intervals slowly became less in direct proportion to his acclivity of speed. "Now Bad girl, how do you like this?"
"God! I-I-I Loving it Vito!"
"What a bitch." He took his left hand and smacked her ass. Trash-talking seemed to be making it better for them at the least.
"Dang it! Hit me there again perv!"
"I'll Fucking hit you there again if I want." Three repetitious smacking noises followed through. "You'd better learn to take what you dish tramp! IF you're going to get any REAL loving out of me."
"I want all of yourself in me Vito! Just give it all to me!"
"Fine." A hard pattended shove slipped his entire length into her.
"Again like that!"
"You are a total Jersey Whore, you know that? You want all of me, and you know you can't take it."
"I can take it sonny!"
"Then prove it to me bitch!" She wrapped her legs around his lower body then, pulling her right against her. "Yeah! That's the way I like it! Now see if you can go harder at this!"
"Give it to me harder already!" He pinned her down again, focusing all his attention to the now rapid pace below the waist.
"Vito, you should have more then that!" He responded with another firm full length push.
"Come on Ya Bitch! I told ya, no one orders the Vito around in Love-making!"
"I'll order you around when every I want to wuss!"
"Wuss? Would a wuss do this?" As he pulled backwards he pulled her up with his firm grip, then slammed her back down on the bed as he thrusted inward again.
"Danm it! Keep this shit up!"
"You keep your shit going then!"
"Gosh Vito, I'm close!"
"Not close enough Biotch!"
"Yes I am! I want your dirty grungy seed in me!"
"You'll get the Vito's load soon enough! But you have to earn it!"
"Hit me harder Vito!"
"Harder it is!"
What had once been a orderly pattern now became totally disoriented. One would naturally have thought that someone in the cabin would have awakened to the sound of springs and their loud mouths, but apparently the lot of them were sound sleepers.
"Danm it Vito! Cum in me already!"
"I'll do just that and more-" Moans, Groans, and their quick breathing started interrupting their talking.
"AH Ah Yes! OH it's, It's…. It's cummmmmmmmnnnn!"
"Shyyyttttt Yes!"
Their final orgasmic cries were their release valves as they hit nirvana. Several more thrusts were done by the male, and Mike's body rolled off of Anne Maria.
"Vito -Pant- That was -heave- Amazing."
"Every bitch thinks so. -heave- Every one of them."
The two lied their, side-by-side, and their exhaustion crept up on them like the dawn creeps up on the night, and before either knew it they were asleep.
NEXT CHAPTER! Vito doesn't wake up! Rather, MIKE wakes up! Considering that he'll wake up with the wrong girl beside him…it will surely be the most interesting chapter yet! Review!