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Once Trent, Courtney, Gwen, and Duncan had finally gotten to the mansion, it was close to nightfall. Courtney opened the door to the mansion and walked inside. Duncan was about to walk in as well, but was stopped by Trent.
"Oh no. You're not sleeping in my house." Trent said, glaring at Duncan.
Duncan scowled at Trent, and said, "If I'm not sleeping inside, then where am I supposed to sleep? Outside?"
Trent smiled, and said, "Exactly." Duncan gasped a little, while Trent walked inside the mansion, then walked out with a pillow and blanket.
"Here's a pillow and a blanket." Trent said, handing them to Duncan.
Duncan looked at what he was given, and then to Trent, and asked, "What if it rains?"
Trent narrowed his eyes, then he walked inside the mansion once more, and walked out with an umbrella. "Here. Hope you like it." Trent said, smirking. Duncan glared at Trent as he was given the umbrella.
"Thanks." Duncan said.
"Dad." Gwen said. "Why not give him a tent?"
Duncan smiled at Gwen, and said, "Yeah, Trent. Why not?"
"Don't push it." Trent said, pointing a finger at Duncan, then he turned to Gwen. "Gwen, it's my house. I'll give him whatever I feel is needed. He doesn't need a tent. Now let's go." Then Trent walked inside the mansion, without closing the door.
Gwen was about to walk inside the mansion as well, when she heard someone talking to her. "You know, I wonder if you're still Daddy's little girl?"
Gwen turned around and saw Duncan looking at her. Gwen glared at him. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, when we were kids. You were a major Daddy's girl." Duncan said, smirking.
"I was not Daddy's little girl! Besides, we were kids. I'm a teenager now. I think I've matured." Gwen said, turning around and towards the door.
Duncan continued to smile at her, as he crossed his arms. "Oh really? But didn't you blame me for what happened earlier today?"
Gwen stopped, and said, "What?"
"You said that you were doing just fine on your own if it wasn't for me. Sounds like someone didn't want to take the blame, or they just didn't want their Daddy to get mad at them." Duncan said, jumping to conclusions.
Gwen turned around to face Duncan and said, "I'm not Daddy's little girl!"
"Then prove it." Duncan said, intimidating her.
"Gwen!" Trent yelled from inside the house.
"Coming!" Gwen said, looking toward the house. Then she looked back at Duncan, and smiled. "I'll prove it tomorrow. I'll meet you out here at 10 A.M. Okay?" Gwen put her hand out in front of her.
Duncan looked at the hand, then smiled at Gwen, and said, "Okay." Then he grabbed her hand, and shook it. After their deal, Gwen continued to smile at Duncan, as she ran inside the mansion, closing and locking the door behind her. Duncan watched Gwen leave him, then he set the pillow down, and lied down on the ground with the blanket covering up his body.
Later that night, Trent started to toss and turn in his bed. Trent was having a nightmare. Trent dreamt of his father, Chris, who had scratches everywhere. Chris reached out to him, and pleaded, "Trent. Trent. Help me."
"Dad." Trent said, as he watched the bear get closer and closer to his father. Trent started to run but was held back by someone. Trent turned around and saw a dark figure, laughing at him; it looked like it was Alejandro.
Trent gasped and reached out his hand to his father's. Chris tried to reach out, their fingers just touching each other's. "Dad. Just a little farther."
Suddenly, the bear grabbed Chris from behind, as Chris pleaded, "Trent."
"NO!" Trent yelled, as his father was scratched, deeply, in the heart and neck. Chris fell to the ground, as Trent turned around to the dark figure again, angrily. "Alejandro!"
The dark figure continued to laugh at Trent, as his true form revealed itself. Trent gasped as it wasn't Alejandro, it was…Duncan! "Duncan?" Trent asked, shocked. Duncan continued to laugh as he pushed Trent forcefully, toward the bear.
"NO!" Trent yelled again, as the bear scratched him in the chest. Trent sat straight up from bed, and started to breathe heavily. He looked around the bedroom, then at Courtney, who was sleeping, peacefully, beside him. Trent started to shake off the nightmare, as he drifted off into slumber once again.
The next morning, Trent walked out of the mansion and toward his mailbox. Watching him was Duncan, who was behind a nearby tree. Duncan pulled out his pocket knife and grinned evilly at Trent. And just as he was about to make his move, a girl stood in his way.
"Good morning, Duncan." Gwen said, startling Duncan a little. "Come on, let's go. I need to show how I'm NOT Daddy's little girl." She said, walking toward the sets and studios. Duncan looked back at where Trent was, by the mailbox. He wasn't there. He must've left, when Gwen distracted him. Duncan growled, as he put his pocket knife away, and then he followed Gwen.
Duncan saw Gwen stop at a door, then she walked inside. Duncan followed her inside. Apparently, Gwen had taken him to a dressing room. "What are we doing here?" He asked, confused.
Gwen grabbed a bright, pink dress, and said, "I've brought you here, because I'm going to show how bad of a girl I am."
"Then shoot. Impress me." Duncan said, gesturing toward the dress. Gwen smiled, as she turned her attention to the dress. Then she tried to rip the dress in two. Gwen gave it all her might, but the dress wasn't ripping. Duncan started to laugh, as he watched Gwen struggle.
Gwen tried again. This time, a tiny, little seam broke in two, causing Gwen to notice and cheer a little. "Ha! See? I'm a bad girl." Gwen said, proudly, while throwing the dress to the sidelines.
Duncan scoffed and picked up the dress. "You think that little rip will instantly make you a bad girl? That's not even close to bad. That's an accident, a mistake." Gwen gasped, angrily. "This is bad." Duncan said, as he pulled out his pocket knife.
Duncan turned to the wall, and started to carve something in it. Gwen gasped in shock, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Duncan turned to Gwen, but continued to carve into the wall. "I'm being bad! That's what I'm doing!" Once he was done, Duncan stepped aside for Gwen to see.
Gwen read it aloud, "D" was here? What does that mean?"
"It means I was here. But no one knows that it's me, explaining the 'D' part." Duncan said, gesturing toward his creation. Gwen rolled her eyes. "Besides, I bet you couldn't do something as bad as that."
Gwen glared at Duncan, and walked over to him. "Oh yeah? Give me that." Gwen said, angrily, as she grabbed the pocket knife out of Duncan's hand. Duncan smirked, and folded his arms. Gwen walked up to the wall, and started to carve in it as well. Once she was down, Gwen stepped aside for Duncan to see.
Duncan read it aloud, "G" was here? That's the best you can do? You couldn't say something with a cuss word in it?" Gwen glared at him, as she handed him back the pocket knife.
"Don't push it." Gwen said.
"Whatever. Besides, I bet you couldn't do anything badder." Duncan said, smirking. Gwen looked toward Duncan again.
"That's it! Do you have a lighter I can borrow?" Gwen asked. Duncan pulled out his lighter and handed it to Gwen.
"What are you going to do?" Duncan said, seeing the expression on Gwen's face.
"You'll see." Gwen said, angrily. Duncan watched as Gwen walked over to the bright, pink dress. She kneeled down to the dress and lit it on fire. Duncan gasped in shock, but continued to watch. Gwen threw the lighter on the ground, then she started to stomp on the dress with her boot. The fire slowly faded, but the dress was now black and sooty. Gwen walked over to a nearby closet, and grabbed out a broom and a dustpan. Then she sweeped the sooty dress into the dust pan and threw it away.
Duncan smiled at her in awe. Who knew Gwen could actually be bad? After Gwen put the broom and dust pan away, she walked over to Duncan and smiled. "Is that bad enough for ya?" She asked, smirking at the punk.
Duncan continued to smile. "Now that's what I call bad! Nice work!" Duncan said high-fiving Gwen.
"What can I say? I hate pink." Gwen said, laughing afterwards. Duncan smiled as Gwen laughed. Then she started to walk out of the dressing room. "Come on." Duncan followed her outside, and stopped, seeing Noah and Owen, scaring away pigeons, only for them to come back.
"Hey can you guys help us? We want these pigeons to go away." Noah asked with pleading eyes. Gwen walked over to Noah and Owen with Duncan following her.
"Why do you want the pigeons to go away?" Gwen asked.
Noah looked the other way, while saying, "Because one left me a present on my windshield. Do you know how hard it was to get it off?"
Gwen and Duncan turned away in grossness. "Ew. Okay. Okay. We'll help you. But what do you want us to do?" Gwen said.
"Scare them. Do anything to make them fly away." Noah said, then continued to flail his arms at the pigeons.
"Should we?" Duncan asked, turning toward Gwen.
Gwen smiled, and shrugged her shoulders. "It's worth a shot. Might as well." Duncan sighed, but smiled afterwards.
Suddenly Gwen screamed, loudly, and started to flail her arms around. She then ran toward the pigeons, scaring half of them away. Once she was done, she started to laugh, wildly, and looked toward Duncan. "Come on, Duncan. You try it." Gwen said.
Duncan shrugged his shoulders, then he started screaming and flailing his arms around too. Then he started to run toward the other half of the pigeons, who got scared and flew away. Duncan stopped what he was doing, and started to laugh. "That was the most fun I've had in a long time."
"Good work." Noah said, then something caught his eye. "They're back!" Gwen and Duncan turned to see the pigeons there on the ground once again.
Gwen growled, then she started screaming and flailing her arms once again, with Duncan doing the same. Both of them ran toward the pigeons, causing them to fly away, but instead of stopping, they followed the pigeons into the forest, with Noah and Owen running after them.
Duncan had never felt so alive. With all the excitement, Duncan started screaming like a party animal, with Gwen smiling and doing the same. As they continued to run after the pigeons, they saw them land on something. Duncan, Gwen, Noah, and Owen stopped in front of what the pigeons had landed on. They had landed on cute, little goats. The friends awed in cuteness, but were cut short when the goats revealed their smile.
The cute, little goats had long, sharp teeth. Gwen, Duncan, Noah, and Owen gasped, and then screamed, as the goats started to chase after them. They turned around trees and corners, when they finally hid in a small opening in a tree, barely able to keep all four of them in. They watched as the goats ran past them, leaving behind a trail of dust. Then they started to laugh.
"That was so much fun." Duncan said, continuing to laugh.
"I know right? You're okay." Noah said. "Now let's try to get out of here." Owen was under everybody, and tried getting out first.
With all the movement, Gwen and Duncan's cheeks brushed up against each others, their noses almost touching. Gwen blushed and looked at Duncan, who was also blushing, and said, "Sorry." Suddenly, they fell out of the tree, as Owen finally got out from under them.
"No problem." Duncan answered, weakly from the fall. Gwen smiled.
The day went on, and soon it was night time. Gwen and Duncan lay on the grassy surface in the front yard. They were stargazing.
Gwen pointed at the starry sky, and said, "Hey! That one looks like a skull!" Duncan looked and saw that it kinda did.
Duncan looked around at the stars and pointed at some. "Hey! That one looks like two guys trying to stab each other with knives." Duncan said, laughing a little. "Classic."
Something popped into Gwen's mind, as she turned to look at Duncan. "Okay. This might sound really dorky. But someone told me what those stars really are." Gwen said.
"They're fireflies, right?" Duncan said, making Gwen laugh.
"No. But someone once told me that the great directors of Canada are up there. And that if you ever feel alone, they'll be up there to listen to your problems." Gwen said, looking up at the stars.
Duncan looked up at the stars as well, and asked, "Do you think Alejandro is up there?" Gwen looked at him, as he looked at Gwen. Then he stood up, walked to the porch, and sat down. Gwen watched Duncan, sadly.
"Alejandro wasn't my real dad. But he was still a part of me." Duncan said, sadly.
Gwen stood up and sat next to Duncan on the porch. "My dad said that Alejandro had a darkness inside of him that could never escape."
Duncan looked at Gwen, and said, "Maybe there's darkness in me too." Gwen looked at Duncan, and hugged him, as Duncan hugged her back, affectionately.
Watching them was Trent, from his bedroom window. He looked up at the sky, and said, "Father, I'm lost. Duncan is one of the bad guys. One of Alejandro's. How can I accept him?" Suddenly, Trent turned around at the sound of his name.
"Trent?" Courtney said, walking up beside him, and looking out the window. "What are you doing?"
"I was seeking help from the 'Great Directors of Canada'." Trent said, smiling shyly.
Courtney giggled, and asked, "Did they help you?"
Trent looked down, sadly. "They were as silent as the stars. My dad would never-."
"Trent." Courtney said, grabbing his hand. "You expect too much out of yourself. Perhaps Duncan does not."
Trent stared at her in surprise, and asked, "How do you know?"
Courtney gestured toward the two friends hugging each other, and said, "I can see them just as much as you can. Instead of turning him down, why don't you get to know him?" Then Courtney walked off and into bed, leaving Trent behind.
Trent looked down at Gwen and Duncan one more time, before finally closing the window, and going to bed.
This is where I'm going to stop for now. I hope you liked the chapter and please review. Btw, I'm not sure if I'm going to do the song 'Upendi'. ^^