I hate this story because I know I suck at writing but I really want to try and get better. Sigh. Yeah I'm starting to write POV's now to save confusion. My favorite character is Gwen but it's easier to write Courtney and Duncan. Yeah so, whatever. (That's my favorite word. Whatever) Sometimes my writing will depend on my mood from school. If I had a really really bad day then more then likely something terrible will happen. I want to add a little bit of randomness in this story but I want it to seem more "professionally" written. What do you think?

Disclaimer: Though every time you say "fictionator" I get a quarter, I don't own Total Drama Island.

Courtney's POV

This is great. Just great. Not only do I have to stay in some strange twisted fairy-tale I also have to stay in some strange twisted fairy-tale with him, the father of all that is evil. I've always thought that Duncan and Heather would make a good match. They both scare the crap out of people, just in different ways.

After walking outside I discovered were I would be placed. In a middle sized castle with Duncan. For a little while I didn't understand it at first, then I tried to think back to old fairy-tales the nanny always told me. Her favorite was Beauty and the Beast and she read it to me almost all the time. Once I had asked her why she read it to me so much and she told me that I resembled Beauty in her eyes. Though I thought it was sweet that she called me pretty I did not appreciate her saying I would love a beast! I told my mom what she had said and the nanny was fired.

"Princess? Are you just going to keep walking? Our little hotel's right here." I shuddered at the word our. It disgusted me in the very least. I just turned into the walkway and went inside. Though the outside was a little trashy the inside was well decorated. I went to find my room. It was pretty easy since there where nameplates on the door. The room was perfectly fit for my style. The colors were white with a bit of blue. I had loved symbolism and a long time ago I read that white symbolized professional and angelic ways and blue for spirituality and truth. The walls were lined with books. Perfect.

"And I thought Chris was just a sadistic ba… I mean creep. I said creep." I looked around to make sure no one had heard me near cuss.

"You know what I think your problem is?" I found Duncan sitting on my bed in a very relaxed position eating an apple.

"A fruit? Good job." He ignored my comment and continued.

"I think it's because you don't cuss. It blows off a lot of steam that you probably have been using to fuel that uptight train you have."

"Oh please, I don't have a "problem." Problem's are for convicts like you."

"Ouch that hurt as much as a rabbit punching a bear. Yes you do have a problem. We went through this. You are more uptight than twenty teachers put together. I think you need to cuss more. Say it with me Chris… is… a… bag full of bullshit. Get it." I shook my head.

"Cussing wastes air. Now get off my bed. I really want to be alone."

"Hey didn't Chris say something about completing our tale's? If I'm the beast and you're Beauty then if I'm not mistaken we wind up together at the end of this tale. Face it even Chris knows it. You could kiss me now and get it over with." I pretended to barf.

"I would rather not. I promised myself that the first guy I ever kissed I had to truly love." He rolled his eyes.

"So your telling me your going to go through denial this whole time we're here?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"Whatever you'll come around. Hey I think dinner times going to be coming around soon. Would you like to eat with me?" I rolled my eyes at his mockery of a gentleman.

"I don't think I'll be eating for a while. Thank you so much for the offer though." I laid on the sarcasm. No way would I dine with swine. I should make a poem about that.

"That is only the beginning of what I can offer up." I threw a pillow at him. By this time he had made his way over to the door and I was on the bed.

"You act worse than a… Never mind but no I will not be dining with you."

"What was that line in the movie? Something, something 'That is an order, not a request?' I think that's it. Well that line fits about right here. That is an order not a request." I started to throw books at him. Not light ones either.

"Get out, NOW!" He finally left. And he wondered why I didn't want to eat with him. He is such an ogre.

Bridgette's POV

Chris had come by and told us about the "challenge." I may not show it sometimes but I can get mad too, sort of. Anyway I remember in the fable said that an evil queen stole the mermaid's voice and turned her into a human. However I was the opposite. I grew a tail and lost my voice. I set about thinking of who would have my voice.

Then I saw her standing at the edge of the cliff and holding my voice. I tried to signal Geoff to go get it. He just stood there looking at me, confused.

Geoff's POV

I think Bridgette's trying to play charades with me but I really can't tell what she's doing.

"A monkey? A monkey on a unicycle? Oh I know a monkey with a wart on its butt that is trying to scratch it with a unicycle." I laughed at the last one. She just slapped her head. Maybe I said something wrong. Again.

Well I still hate it but I want to try. Also I have couple requests and all but no stereotype to go with it.

Gwen/Trent- Cinderella
Courtney/Duncan- Beauty and the Beast
Bridgette/Geoff- The Little Mermaid
DJ/Eva- ?
Noah/Katie- ?

Fairy-tale's would help me a lot. Also I'm a girl so I might write more from a girl's POV because well it's easier for me. Please and Thanks for reviews.