A/N: I'm glad you guys like Party Courtney! I like her too! Now, I wonder what happens when you take Party Courtney and you play Seven minutes in Heaven… Well, I don't wonder, I know. You don't. So.. Time to find out! J Also, I'm using the thoughts Courtney had last time. Ya'know, the rational thoughts, the I want Duncan thoughts, and the Drunk thoughts? Yeah, they're back. ENJOY! J

Courtney's POV

As Duncan and I went to rejoin the group, I began to think about what I had agreed to.

And why did I agree?

Because you don't want Duncan to go into a closet and make out with anyone but you?

Not quite.

Because you want to spend seven minutes all alone with Duncan in a dark closet?

…That is so gross, you know that!

Not really… sounds like fun, actually.

Why is it always two against one when I have a little beer?

Maybe because I'm the better side.

And because I have the best ideas when it comes to Duncan.

No way! I do! And I don't have to be drunk to do so!

Newsflash, Einstein, you are drunk…

And I'm the only one who can think straight. UGH! I can't believe you're seriously arguing about this.

Bridgette was first as Trent went up to her with the hat that had all the boys names. She picked a name and showed it to us.

Geoff

This game must have been rigged. Well… better Bridgette first than me. Duncan was laughing as he pushed Bridgette and Geoff in the closet. He laughed harder as he put a chair in front of the door and yelled, "Have fun you two lovers!"

"Duncan! How are they supposed to get out?" I whispered. I had no clue if Geoff and Bridgette could he us.

"Mellow your yellow, princess. Trent and I are testing to see how long it takes for them to try to get out. In the meantime, they're in there all alone."

I hugged him. "Brilliant," I said. He looked surprised.

"So… I'm not going to be lectured? If beer does this to you, I could always get you more before we go in there-" Duncan looked very excited.

"Oh really? Before we go in there, huh? I knew this game was rigged!" I said. Of course I was right. I can't even remember the last time I was wrong! Then again, that might be because of the beer.

He wiggled his eyebrows. "What do you expect? Me to go in there with Gwen? Trent to go with Bridgette? You go with Geoff?"

"Okay! Okay! I get it! Game not rigged equals all hell breaking loose."

"You bet your a-"

"Geoff? Why isn't the door opening?" We heard a nervous Bridgette.

"Uh… I dunno babe. Uh… guys? Open up?" Geoff said. He sounded worried, but probably not about the door. Most likely about getting out of the closet and rejoining reality.

"One sec you guys!" Called Duncan. "Trent?"

"Uh… that was twenty minutes," Trent replied.

Duncan opened the door. As Geoff and Bridgette walked out, we noticed how both of them were panting heavily. "You guys have fun?" Duncan asked.

"Uh… Yeah, dude. It rocked. Right, Bridge?" Geoff said. She seemed reluctant to answer, so didn't. They apparently didn't want to leak details. "Why?"

"Well, Trent and I were wondering seeing as you two were in there for twenty minutes," Duncan teased. Trent, Gwen, Duncan, and I laughed. Bridgette was so red!

"Do you two need water to cool yourselves off? It's apparent that you're just too hot for each other by the way you're panting!" Gwen joked.

"Well, since you think it's so funny, why don't you go next Duncan?" Geoff challenged.

"Sure, whatever." Duncan went up to the hat with the girls names in them. He pulled a name out.

Courtney

He smirked. I didn't realize I wasn't breathing until I let out a long breath of relief. "You ready for some fun princess?"

I became very excited. "You bet."

"Wait," he said. I was nervous again. I know what he's going to say. He's going to reject me, isn't he? Ugh. "About that beer, I meant it. It brings out the fun in you. You up for another?" He smirked. I sighed with relief again.

Duncan's POV

I thought Courtney would be nervous. I was surprised to see how excited she was. I was excited too… but I was very nervous. I was terrified, actually. I was wondering how far she would let me go… not that far, probably. As Trent pushed us the closet, Courtney looked like she was suppressing giggles. How weird. As soon as they closed the door, Courtney and I were left alone in the closet. I wrapped my arms around her waist. "So, princess? You ready for heaven on Earth?"

"Duncan, I'm not sure about this," I didn't realize that Courtney was actually nervous like me until she said that.

"What's there to be worried about? Scared I might hold you too tight?" I said suggestively. I hoped that would calm her down, but it apparently made her more nervous.

"No, Duncan, it's not that. It's just that… you know I only agreed to this game because I took it as a challenge. Not because I… I… I wanted to…" She said. I became scared.

"So what you're saying is that this- us- is a mistake?" I became mad. I wasn't about to look all soft and crap when she answered this.

"Duncan, I would never say that!" Courtney answered.

I didn't want to hear it, "You didn't have to princess!"

"That's rich! That's really rich coming from a juvenile delinquent!" As she said that, I kissed her. I couldn't help it. I wanted her.

She seemed to want me back because she kissed back. When we finally pulled away, she decided to say something. "This doesn't mean I love you."

"You're right, it doesn't," I said pretending to sound sad. I sighed to add exaggeration.

"can we get out of here now? I'm feeling claustrophobic."

"Whatever floats your boat, babe," I responded. He rolled her eyes. Looks like I have to face the same challenge I had in Total Drama Island; Operation Courtney 2.0 is a-go.