All I Want For Christmas Is...
Title: All I Want For Christmas Is...
Summary: How some of my favourite Total Drama Island pairings spend their Christmas.
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own TDI.
Pairings: Justin/Beth, Harold/Eva, Duncan/LeShawna, Noah/Gwen, Ezekiel/Izzy, Harold/Bridgette
Warnings: Some humour, fluff, language, all that good stuff
Winter-Rae: Best pairing ever! I hope you all like this one. I had fun writing it. Enjoy!
Italics-flashbacks
All I Want For Christmas Is...
Chapter 3: Snow Days: Duncan and LeShawna
December 23rd
Duncan loved the snow. He was one of those adults who said 'Screw pride and dignity, I'm getting my snow suit on and making a snow fort.' He could often be seen snowboarding down the local ski hill until late evening, or even making snow angels.
That only happened once. He and LeShawna had been walking through a park to see the Christmas lights the other night. They happened upon a little girl who was crying because some older boys were picking on her and had broken her snowman. While LeShawna yelled at the boys Duncan saw to the little girl.
"They b-b-broke m-my snowman!" she stammered, tears running down her red cheeks. She was wearing a bright pink snowsuit with warm mittens and boots. Duncan sighed as he looked at the remains of the snowman.
"Want me to fix it for you?" he asked. She shook her head. She couldn't be any older than seven years old.
"I want to make snow angels now," she said, "You make one with me please!"
She took his hand and pulled him towards one of the larger snow banks. She spread her arms and fell down backwards into the snow, giggling. Duncan looked around to make sure no one was watching and then he mimicked her, minus the giggling of course.
Once their snow angels were done, Duncan helped her to her feet. They then stood back to admire their work. The little girl laughed as she looked at his.
"Your's has a mohawk!" she said clapping her hands. Duncan snickered, it did.
"Looks pretty good baby."
He turned to see LeShawna holding the two mean boys by their collars.
"Those the punks?" he asked. She nodded and then looked down at them.
"You have anything to say to her?" she asked.
"Sorry Stephanie," they muttered together. The little girl smiled at them.
"That's okay, but I still don't like either of you very much."
The two boys frowned and then looked at LeShawna.
"Can we go now please?" they asked. LeShawna nodded and released them. When they took off LeShawna linked her arm with Duncan's and kissed his cheek.
"Is she your girlfriend?" Stephanie asked. Duncan looked at LeShawna.
"She sure is."
"She's prettier than you."
Duncan frowned while LeShawna laughed.
"Well thank-you honey," she said, "You excited for Christmas to come?"
Stephanie nodded.
"I asked for a puppy, I'm going to name him Pig, thanks for helping me with those mean boys! Merry Christmas!"
The couple exchanged looks as the little girl waved to them and then started to skip home.
"So," Leshawna mused, "Snow angels huh?"
Duncan looked at his snow angel again.
"Sexiest snow angel ever," he replied.
Snow angels were all well and good but Duncan's favourite winter past time was snow ball fights. He also wasn't too proud to throw a snowball at a passerby's car window; speaking of which...
"Oh bull's eye!" Duncan laughed as he nailed a truck's window with his snowball. The driver, a man, first flipped him off and then stopped the truck. Duncan was unpleasantly surprised to see the guy was about seven feet tall and three times his size.
"Oh snap."
The punk turned on his heel and ran.
LeShawna sat on the floor of her and Duncan's bedroom wrapping presents. This was the one thing about Christmas that she absolutely hated. The reason why she hated wrapping them was that she absolutely sucked at it. Her wrapping skills were so bad that when she wrapped a present, people actually knew the gift was from her, even without a tag.
"Stupid tape!" she snapped as she threw the item aside, "That's it, I quit for the night!"
She gathered up the presents she wrapped and placed them under the Christmas tree. She had just started to stand back and admire it when Duncan crashed through the door and locked it behind him. He then dove in front of the sofa and waited quietly. LeShawna looked at him and arched an eyebrow.
"Boy," she started, "What have you been getting up too?"
"Nothing," Duncan replied innocently. He got to his feet and hung his coat on the hanger, kicking off his boots. He grabbed two drinks from the fridge and handed one to LeShawna. They stood next to each other looking at the tree.
"Not bad," he said, "Where's the angel?"
"I waited for you."
LeShawna handed him the box with the angel tree topper. He took it and stood on the step ladder to place it.
"How does it look?"
"Good."
Duncan hopped down and then threw himself on the sofa.
"How was work?" LeShawna asked him.
"Pretty good."
"Did you hit any cars with snowballs today?"
"Yep...uh I mean...you got me babe."
LeShawna grinned.
"You'll get caught one day; you just better hope it's not by any of my co-workers because I won't bail your butt out of jail."
"But you'll put the handcuffs on me right?"
LeShawna rolled her eyes. She never heard the end of the perverted cop jokes from her boyfriend.
"I might even have to rough you up a bit too if you resist me," she shot back. Duncan snickered.
"I will always resist, that much I can promise you."
She ruffled his hair and yawned.
"Last day tomorrow," she muttered happily, "I'm tellin' ya I need this time off. I'm gonna go to bed early tonight."
"I'll join you in a minute," he called after her. Duncan frowned. He hated how much LeShawna worked at the station. They ran her ragged there and she was always tired. What was worse was that she had to work on Christmas Eve! In his opinion, the douche bags who made people work on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day needed to have their tires slashed so they couldn't leave work either.
Duncan made a mental note to ask LeShawna about her boss and if he was working either of those days. And then he'd ask what kind of car he drove. He got to his feet and made his way to their bedroom. LeShawna was changing into her purple pyjamas as he lent against the doorway.
"You know," he mused, "You never did tell me what you wanted for Christmas."
LeShawna looked over at him.
"That came out of nowhere," she replied. Duncan shrugged.
"I still want to know."
"I told you before," she said as she got into bed and patted the spot next to her, "I got my Christmas wish two years ago."
Duncan furrowed his brow. She told him that last year and the year before that. This was the third Christmas they had been together and every year he was shopping last minute for her. Sure he grabbed up simple things but he never had that really special gift. He removed his shirt and got into bed next to her, wrapping an arm around her.
"Still," he mused, "If you could have anything what would it be?"
"To not go into work tomorrow and stay in bed with you all day," she replied before dozing off. Duncan ginned.
'You're making this too easy babe,' he thought to himself.
December 24th
LeShawna rolled over in bed, feeling very comfortable and very warm. When she opened her eyes she saw that it was snowing. The flakes were large and fluffy as they drifted down onto the balcony outside of their window. Driving to work today would no doubt be a pain; hopefully they managed to clear most of the roads.
'Great,' she thought sarcastically as she started to drift closer to an awareness that made her more capable of movement. The hardest thing about getting up in the winter time was getting up when the bed was warm and cosy. She felt Duncan stir beside her and snuggle closer to her, his arm curled around her and he laced his fingers with hers.
"Morning," he whispered. LeShawna turned in bed again so she could face him. She reached out and ruffled his already messy hair.
"Morning, it's snowing."
"I noticed."
"I love the snow."
Duncan watched as she looked out the window again, he followed her gaze and watched the fluffy snow as it cascaded through the sky.
"What time is it?" LeShawna asked. Duncan shrugged. LeShawna lifted her head off of her pillow so she could look past him. She figured it was close to seven judging by the light outside and since her alarm didn't go off she knew it wasn't yet 7:00.
However, upon looking at the clock, the numbers read 8:30.
"DUNCAN! WHAT THE HELL!"
Duncan's steel blue eyes flew open as LeShawna jumped out of bed, causing him to fall out of the bed and onto the cold floor with a thud.
"What?" he said.
"Why didn't my alarm go off?"
"Calm down babe!" Duncan said as she started to rush around the room. She pulled off her pyjamas; Duncan enjoyed the show until she started to throw the articles of clothing at him in anger.
"You turned off my alarm again didn't you!"
"I did not!" he replied, "I'm innocent! Would you just let me explain?"
LeShawna paused as she was about to throw her shoe at his head. She stood clad in her panties and bra with him watching her, a dazed expression on his face.
"Well!" she urged. Duncan woke from his daydream. He held his hands out in front of him to shield himself in case she decided to throw the shoe she was still holding onto.
"Sorry! Anyway your boss called last night while you were sleeping," he said, "I was gonna wake you but you were tired so I let you sleep. He told me that there was a mistake in the timetables and that you do have today off. So I turned off the alarm so you could sleep in for a few hours."
LeShawna dropped the shoe as Duncan threw her pyjamas back at her.
"Jeez, I try to be the considerate boyfriend and here I almost get creamed with a shoe, I was even going make you breakfast in bed!"
Duncan scoffed and turned his back on LeShawna. She sighed, knowing he was pouting. She pulled on her pyjamas again and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her chin on her shoulder.
"Oh I'm sorry baby," she said, "Can you ever forgive me?"
"I don't know," he said, "That cut pretty deep."
LeShawna rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's banter but decided to play along with him.
"Please!" she begged kissing his shoulder, "I'm so not worthy of a wonderful man like you."
"No, no you're not."
"And I promise that I will be better for you."
"How do I know I can believe that?" he asked, continuing the teasing.
"Because without you I'm nothing."
"Well not nothing," he replied, "But there'd be a lot of lonely nights without me here."
"Oh of course," she said, "You're the best lover ever, the only one in fact."
Duncan smirked, feeling very cocky in that moment.
"Oh you're good," he said with a grin. LeShawna laughed.
"I try, now can I get some sugar?"
"I suppose, even though you don't deserve it."
Duncan heaved a sigh and turned his head towards her, acting as if it was some huge deal to perform the action.
"Mmm," she replied as she kissed his lips, "I know I don't. Are you feeling better Sugar Daddy?"
"I think I'll be alright babe, one day I'll be able to get over the hurt I feel."
"If you make me breakfast," she said, "I'll stay in bed with you all day and help you feel better. How does that sound?"
Duncan's face lit up.
"Sounds good to me babe."
He threw on a t-shirt and left the room to start on breakfast. LeShawna got back into bed and picked up a book to read. After a few minutes her cell phone started to vibrate. She picked it up and arched an eyebrow as she saw it was her boss calling her. She opened it and held it to her ear.
"Hello, LeShawna here?"
"Hey LeShawna, I hope I caught you before you left," he said, "The snow here is just crazy. I don't want to risk you getting into an accident on your way in. So take the day off and I'll see you back here on the fifth, okay?"
As his words sunk in LeShawna gripped her cell phone tightly in anger.
"LeShawna? You hear me?"
"Yeah, I got you boss man. Thanks for the extra day off."
"Oh it's no problem at all, just enjoy your Christmas and tell that young man of yours I said hello. I'm sure he'll like having you home for an extra day too."
"I will, have a Merry Christmas too."
She clicked her cell phone closed and gripped it so tightly it cracked.
'He's gonna wish I worked the whole holiday after I'm through with him!'
Duncan was whistling as he finished making breakfast for him and LeShawna. Breakfasts were his specialties and today he was working on LeShawna's favourite; which consisted of waffles and bacon.
'I am so smooth,' he thought to himself as he set the two plates on a tray to bring back to their room, 'Romantic too.'
He poured two glasses of orange juice and grabbed the syrup. He picked up the tray to return back to the room and saw surprised to see LeShawna standing in the doorway.
"Hey babe," he greeted, he held up the tray slightly, "Hungry?"
She held up her cell phone and shook it slightly.
"Guess who I just got off the phone with?" she asked him. Duncan shrugged.
"Gwen?" he guessed, "I'm telling you if she's filling your head with more of that kinky role playing crap that she and Noah get up too, there's no way I'm dressing up like a..."
"It was my boss Duncan!" LeShawna barked, slamming her phone on the counter. Duncan bit his lip, knowing he was caught. Still, he decided to play it cool for as long as he could.
"What did he have to say? Wishing us a Merry Christmas?"
"No, well, yeah," she replied, "that and to tell me not to bother coming in today since the weather is so bad."
"That's nice of him to call twice."
"Duncan! This is serious; I know you turned off my alarm and that he didn't even call me last night. Why did you tell me that he did? I could have been fired!"
Duncan scoffed.
"He wouldn't fire you."
"That isn't an excuse," she said, "Why did you do it?"
"When I asked you if you could have anything for Christmas you said you would like to not go into work and stay in bed with me, so I decided to make it come true. And since you're never straight with me when I ask you about a Christmas wish any other time, I decided to go with this."
LeShawna smacked her forehead. Duncan had his own way about doing everything. While he saw it was really sweet and considerate, sometimes it just wasn't appropriate.
"Duncan, I appreciate you wanting to do that for me, I really do. But I have told you plenty of times that my biggest Christmas wish came true two years ago."
"What wish was that!" Duncan snapped, setting the tray with their food on it on the counter roughly. LeShawna walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.
"You idiot," she told him with a mischievous smile, "A week before that Christmas you asked me to be your official girlfriend."
"So, all you wanted for Christmas, was me?"
"Pretty much."
"That's so corny."
LeShawna smacked the back of his head playfully.
"Shut up and kiss me Baby Boy."
"I'll never understand this relationship stuff," Harold mused, "You've been seeing LeShawna for a month now but you're not boyfriend and girlfriend. You're dating but you're not together. What's the deal? I thought it was when you date, you're boyfriend and girlfriend automatically?"
Duncan shook his head.
He was preparing for a date with LeShawna; it was the night he was planning to ask if she would be his official girlfriend. Harold had shown up, unexpected, for a visit and Ezekiel had come with him. Duncan had tried to get rid of them but they insisted on staying. Then Noah had shown up soon afterwards with Justin. Duncan had asked them for some advice with fashion, since he pretty much had no idea what to wear. Living in the same area had a definite advantage.
"And that's why you and Eva will never last," Duncan pointed out. Harold scoffed.
"Eva and I will last," he said, "I love my beautiful fitness goddess."
"She could break you in half," Noah said as he rummaged through Duncan's closet, "You have no choice but to love her."
"That's not true eh," Ezekiel said, coming to Harold's defence, "There are all kinds of love. Eva and Harold make a great couple."
"Thanks Zeke," Harold said, "How are things with you and Izzy?"
"She's wearing me out eh," the former homeschooled young man stated, "But I'm not complaining."
Noah pulled out a pair of black jeans while Justin grabbed a blood red shirt.
"I'm not wearing that," Duncan said.
"Yes you are," Justin said.
"Give me one good reason why I should listen to you pretty boy!"
"Because as the most beautiful one in this room, I have not only the best fashion sense but also a sixth sense in knowing what type of clothing woman like to see on a guy."
"He's got you there," Noah pointed out.
"Whatever," Duncan muttered darkly as he grabbed the clothes from the two. Justin and Noah exchanged cocky looks.
"Not bad Anti-me," Noah praised. Justin grinned.
"I can be pretty convincing when I need to be."
LeShawna smiled when she saw Duncan enter the restaurant. He not only looked out of place but she could tell he felt out of place. It struck her as funny because the restaurant they chose for dinner wasn't even that fancy. It was just a simple bistro that they both enjoyed before.
They were exchanging gifts a week early because she had to go and visit her Grandparents for Christmas. He on the other hand was being made to help his parents plan their annual Christmas and New Years parties. LeShawna had been invited to both but was only going to be able to make it to the New Years one.
She waved him over. He walked to the table and sat down, grinning.
"Hey beautiful," he greeted her, "You look great."
"Thanks, and you clean up pretty good too punk."
Duncan rolled his eyes and set a wrapped box on the table.
"Here."
LeShawna handed him one as well.
"I hope you like it," she said, "I thought of you when I saw it."
They took the gifts and opened them. LeShawna smiled when she saw a brand new book, titled Oh The Places You'll Go by Dr. Seuss.
"Gwen told me that was your favourite book when you were a kid," Duncan muttered, looking slightly embarrassed. LeShawna sighed.
"This is great baby," she said, "Thank you."
Duncan, feeling rather proud that his gift was a hit, opened his own. He smirked when he saw his gift; a brand new knife, to replace the one Chef ruined back on Total Drama Island.
"You know me so well," he said. LeShawna shrugged.
"I just know you have an odd fetish for defacing property."
Duncan laughed.
Dinner went well and soon it was the end of the evening and Duncan was driving LeShawna home.
"You're ready for Christmas then?"
"For the most part yeah, I just have a few more gifts to pick up, you?"
"I guess, I still wish you could come to the Christmas party."
LeShawna nodded.
"Maybe next year."
He pulled into her drive way and as she moved to get out he grabbed her hand.
"LeShawna?"
"Yeah?"
"I was just wondering if you'd want to spend Christmas as an official couple."
LeShawna looked surprised for a moment and then planted a passionate kiss on his lips. Duncan placed his hand at the back of her head and only when the need for oxygen became too great did the couple separate.
"That answer your question?" she whispered. Duncan nodded.
"I'd say so."
"I'll see what I can do about the party," she said, "Merry Christmas Duncan."
"Merry Christmas LeShawna."
As LeShawna left Duncan's car and made her way to her house her heart was beating rapidly.
'I'm such a softy,' she thought to herself, 'But I have to say, this is the best Christmas ever.'
Winter-Rae: Another chapter done! Three left. Gwen and Noah's will be next and I think that one will be interesting. I hope you all enjoyed this. Some of the jokes in here were actual things that have happened to me and other I know. Merry Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas in case I don't post something that day! Thanks for reading and cheers!