I'm very happy about the feedback I'm getting on this story, so again, thank you for all of your reviews! They mean a lot and help me keep this story going! Anyway, here's another chapter. I'm a little worried on how I play out Mal and how he reacts with Zoey, because I am kinda trying to avoid Zal, while keeping Mal evil. It's not going to be easy, but we'll just see how it goes.
I do not own Total Drama nor do I own any of the characters in it.
TDHS: EP 8
Mal snickered as he looked down upon the pitiful form of Scott, who looked up at him as though he was the devil himself, evil incarnate, etc. Mal then utterly surprised Scott by shedding the cast on his arm, showing that he was completely healed. Scott could not believe it. He was hoping that putting Mike in his place, he would keep this side down as well, but he was wrong. He was terribly wrong. Scott could see that now. By bullying Mike around, he had set up many reasons for Mal to torture him further. And, now that he was out and Mike was gone, he was going to really get what was coming to him. And Mal knew this.
Sucking in all of the terror coming from Scott, Mal smiled and stared away from Scott. It had been so long since he had felt the feeling of others fearing his presence. Being in Juvie for a whole two years had certainly given him amusement through pushing the other 'inmates' around. For the moment, he wanted to take it all in. If there was anyone he wanted to fear him most, it was Scott. True, he could care less about what he did to Mike, for Mike was just another loser who deserved what he got in Mal's eyes. To be honest, Mal probably would have beaten him up as well. But, when Scott hurt Mike, he was also hurting the body that they shared, and by doing that, he had made himself at the top of his list of people to torture.
Seeing that Mal was not paying attention to him, Scott started to try and wiggle his way out of Mal's grasp. Mal noticed his futile escape attempt and quickly kneed him in the groin. Scott fell over after a small squeal escaped his mouth. Mal frowned seeing how fragile Scott was and how Mike even let this pitiful excuse of a bully push him around. Mal decided it was time to move on and meet back with Zoey, and that he would have fun with Scott later. He didn't want her getting 'suspicious'.
Mal purposely stepped onto Scott's knee on his way to the door, sending another muffled scream from Scott. Mal walked up to the door, and flipped up his hair so he would look like Mal again. He was about to turn the knob of the door to open it, when he turned back to Scott,
"Don't even bother trying to tell anyone about this. They wouldn't believe you if you did. And if I find you telling someone? Especially Zoey? Let's just say you'll be in a wheelchair for the next year or so. Got it?" He said almost in a demanding demeanor. Scott furiously nodded his head, acknowledging what Mal had told him. Mal smiled evilly before turning the knob and entering the hallway once again.
Outside, he spotted Zoey talking with the nerd he had seen earlier, Harold. Mal growled under his breath, and approached the alpha nerd.
"Excuse me, um, whoever you are. Could you, ya know, leave us?" Mal said, trying to sound a little timid like Mike would. Harold looked at him suspiciously and eyed him as he walked away. Zoey was surprised at Mike sending someone away, usually since Mike didn't have many friends and also didn't have the guts to tell someone to 'bug off'.
"Um, Mike? Why did you send him away? We were just talking…and how did your arm suddenly get better?" Zoey said. Mal turned back towards her and put on his best smile,
"Oh, you know, it didn't hurt that bad…and…uh…um…I just wanted to tell you that you have the, um, most beautiful eyes." Mal said. He nearly barfed upon speaking those last words, but if it was the only excuse he could make up at this moment, and he had to make due with what he had. Mal's words seemed to have a positive effect on Zoey, as he saw her cheeks turn red.
"O-Oh, really? Why thank you Mike. Nobody's ever told me that…" Zoey said rubbing her arm nervously. Mal put an arm on her shoulder and kept up his smile, 'how gullible was this girl?'
"Honestly, I mean every word of it." Mal said. Zoey blushed deeply and suddenly wrapped her arms around Mal's back. The sudden movement surprised him and took him off-guard. Her hug made him suddenly feel light-headed and his eyes started getting blurry. Before she could continue the hug, Mal gently pushed her off of him, "Sorry Zoey, uh…um…I've got a cold and I don't want you to get sick, *cough cough*" Mal said faking a cold. Zoey frowned, but understood. She took a step back and smiled weakly,
This hug of hers was having an effect on Mal's hold over the body, and he was not about to lose it again. Out of the corner of his eye, Mal spotted Scott limp out of the locker room, looking nervous. Mal felt his power start to increase again. Putting terror into Scott seemed to provide Mal with more power.
Mrs. Hernais finally called all of the students up to the gym, where she said she had something different planned for today. The teens could only hope it wouldn't eventually lead to someone getting hurt, much like the incident with Courtney. Mrs. Hernais led the students upstairs, where they were led into the gym. Inside the gym was a line of dodgeballs lined along the line that divided the gym in half (aka the basketball court).
"Today we will be playing dodgeball! I expect everyone to play! I will now elect you into teams. Team one will include: Zoey, Anna Maria, Jo, Lightning, Trent, Heather, and Harold! Team two will include: LeShawna, Alejandro, Sammy, Amy, Mike, and Scott. Courtney is not here right now, so team two will have to make due with what they've got." Scott cringed as he heard his name called on the same side that Mal was on. Why? Why did she have to put him on the same side as that maniac?! Zoey on the other hand, was feeling quite sad. She had been put on the opposite team as Mike, and she would have to play against him. Well, at least they would have fun, right?
"Get to your sides and get ready to play when I blow this whistle!" Mrs. Hernais explained. The two teams assembled on opposite sides of the court, ready to run for the dodgeballs in the middle. Mal smiled as he readied himself next to Scott, who started sweating. "Ready! Set! Go!" The whistle blew, and both teams rushed for the dodgeballs. Mal quickly grabbed one and looked around for available targets. His eyes eventually landed on Harold, the nerd that was talking with Zoey prior to the game. He smiled as he noticed the easy target, and rocketed the ball towards the alpha nerd.
Harold could not have dodged the attack if he tried. The ball slammed into his face, sending him landing on his back, and eventually landing him on the sidelines. Zoey noticed Mal's violent shot and eyed him suspiciously. What was Mike's big deal today? He just nailed Harold in the face for no big reason? I'm sure he's just letting off steam…
"Hey Zoey! Get back in the game-ugh!" Jo was suddenly cut off when a ball thrown by Alejandro hit her in the stomach. Alejandro smiled, seeing his enemy fall to the floor. His victory was short lived, however, as he was soon taken out by Amy.
Realizing he was out of ammo, Mal looked around for any dodgeballs to fire at the other team. Unfortunately, all of them were either on the other side or already taken. Mal then noticed Scott holding one and waiting for the right moment to strike. Mal ran over to him and snatched the ball from his hands, "Thanks pal I owe you one!" He said running off. Scott was about to say something when he was hit in the arm by Trent.
Time flew by and the only remaining candidates in the dodgeball game were Mike and Alejandro on Team two, and Zoey and Trent on Team one.
"C'mon Zoey! We can do this!" Trent said optimistically, keeping his eyes on Alejandro and Mike. Zoey smiled and nodded, as if saying "let's do this". She also noticed Mike standing on the other side and was happy that he was still in. If they had to go down to the final two, she would gladly let him win (as long as he didn't hit her hard of course). Trent threw his ball at Alejandro who easily dodged the throw. In return, Alejandro knocked Trent out of the Game, leaving Zoey as the only remaining teammate of Team One. Zoey then hit Alejandro as he was defenseless, leaving only Mike and Zoey.
Mal smiled, seeing that Zoey was the only one left. He decided that he could really damage Mike's hopes by playing around with Zoey here, so he intended to do just that. He smiled and waved at Zoey, pretending to be Mike, "I hope you win Zoey!" he said mimicking Mike's voice. She smiled back at him,
"And I hope you win Mi-" Mal had thrown a dodgeball that had hit her right in the nose. She fell back on her bottom, both shocked and slightly angered. What was that?! She was just wishing him luck when Mike fired the ball right at her face! And if she wasn't mistaken, it looked like he did it on purpose. Mal quickly ran over to her and helped her up,
"Oh my gosh Zoey! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hit you in the nose! Are you ok?" Zoey glared at him for a moment before sighing and holding her hands under her nose,
"I'm fine. But I think my nose is bleeding." She said seeing a few drops of blood escape from her nose.
"Here, let me take you to the nurse's office." Mal offered, but she raised her hand,
"No, no it's fine Mike. I can go myself. Congrats on winning." Zoey said and left. Mal eyed her as she left after asking Mrs. Hernais to go to the nurse's office. Was she suspicious? If he didn't know any better, he thought he heard her hint a bit of anger in her voice as she left. He shrugged and turned back to the next game of dodgeball.
*In the nurse's office*
Zoey sat down in one of the plastic chairs that lined the light blue wall inside the nurse's office. Next to her, was Sky, who looked like she was sick to her stomach. Next to her, was Topher, who was holding his leg. Sky's face was tinted green and her eyes drooped. After a moment, the nurse called for Sky to come over to her so she could inspect her. Zoey watched as the nurse inspected Sky and told her that she could go home. Sky nodded gratefully before walking out of the office.
"Next." The nurse called. Zoey stood up and walked over to the nurse. "What happened to you?" She asked while looking at Zoey's nose.
"I got hit in the face by a dodgeball." She explained. The nurse chuckled,
"You think that's bad? You should see how many times that boy Cameron has come in here, always saying that he feels like he broke a bone. That kid's got to put some meat on those bones, or he'll get blown away by the wind." The nurse chuckled. She then turned back to Zoey and smiled, "Don't worry; I've got some tissues here for you. Unfortunately I can't really do much except give you these, but you can lie down in that bed over there till you feel alright ok?" The nurse asked. Zoey nodded and walked over to the green cushioned bed that was hidden behind a small curtain. She lay down upon it and stuck a tissue in her nose to stop the bleeding. As she lay there, she thought, "I'm going to need to talk with Sierra again. I need to get her to tell me the truth about Mike."
*Lunchtime*
The rain that had been going on outside had finally stopped, and the sun shone through the clouds, bringing out a warm glow.
Duncan met with Scott and Alejandro behind the school. Apparently, Scott had some urgent news to tell him, and he was reluctant to join him since he had better things to do. When Duncan finally arrived, he found Scott leaning against the wall as though he needed it for support.
"This better be good Scott. I've got better places to be right now." Duncan said as he glared at Scott.
"This is important. Trust me. Duncan, remember when Mike beat me up in kindergarten? Remember that?" Duncan nodded and crossed his arms,
"That little twerp was bullying the both of us up until that point, where he put his little 'angel' act on to fool the teachers. I haven't forgotten." Duncan replied.
"Well, we've got a problem." Alejandro said.
"And what would that be?" Duncan said, curiously.
"He's back. That other side of Mike from kindergarten. He's back, and he's out to get us. We've got to stop him. I don't want to end up in a hospital for another two years. And I can assure you, he won't spare you two either." Scott warned. Duncan and Alejandro glanced at each other, wide eyed, before staring back at Scott.
"So, what are you proposing? We can't exactly kill the guy." Alejandro said. Scott whispered in both of their ears, telling them his plan. Duncan snickered after he finished.
"Not bad. Not bad at all." He said smiling. "Little prick's gonna get what's coming to him."
Meanwhile, Zoey was bringing Mal to meet the other friends she had made during his absence, since Jasmine and Shawn were still absent and Sammy was still with Amy. Mal sat down next to Zoey at the table. Sierra (as usual) was the first one to speak up,
"Hey Mike. We haven't really met properly, but I'm Sierra." She said waving. Zoey noticed that she wasn't as eccentric as she usually was. Why?
"Ooooh! Another adventurer! Nice to meet you my name's…" Izzy lost her voice as she stared into Mal's eyes. She was about to do another handshake like she had done with Zoey, but when she stared into Mal's eyes, her attitude suddenly changed. Her hand that was extended slowly retracted and she slowly sat back down. "Izzy. My name is Izzy." She said, staring into Mal's eyes in daze. What was wrong with everyone today? Zoey wondered.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance at last. I've heard much about you." Noah said sarcastically, looking into his book as if he could care less.
"Yeah, you too." Mal replied. Mal couldn't wait for lunch to end; he was already suffering by being here with these other idiots. However, Mal realized something. Izzy was staring at him in a funny way, which he didn't like, and Harold was giving him a look as well. A look that Mal didn't like. He knew something…something he shouldn't. Mal didn't know how he knew but he just did. He eyed him suspiciously before Zoey introduced the next person,
"And this is Cody." She said pointing to the boy in the light tan shirt with stripes on it. Sierra quickly pulled Cody over to her and hugged the life out of him. "And, this is Harold." Zoey said, ending her introduction. Finally, Mal's eyes rested on Harold, who was glaring at Mal. Mal eyed him back. Apparently, there were too many smart people at this table. People who were too smart for their own good. Mal would have to get rid of them later, but for now, he played it cool. He waved at Harold and smiled, making him look like Mike.
For the rest of the period, Mal tried his hardest to suppress the urge to release his true colors, but he restrained them. He knew that this still wasn't the time, and that the perfect moment would come. So, he waited it out. They talked about all sorts of things that normal teenagers would talk about: Tests, Homework, the latest video games, hilarious internet videos, new movies, etc. Finally, lunch was coming to an end, and all of the others had already gone inside. Mal and Zoey were walking back to their lockers alone in the hallway.
"So…how's your nose?" Mal said. Zoey instinctively touched her nose.
"It's much better thank you. I still don't get it Mike…why did you hit me so hard? That really hurt!" Zoey said a little saddened. Mal rubbed his neck and smiled,
"Sorry I just lost control. Ya know when I get into my 'acting' and all…hehe." Zoey pouted,
"I'm sorry Mike but I don't like all of this acting. It's starting to get on my nerves." Mal grinned when he heard this. When Mike heard this, surely this would crush his hopes of ever getting together with Zoey. Her saying that would prove to Mike that Zoey didn't want to go out or even be friends with someone who has MPD. He would have to save that sentence for later.
"You're right Zoey. It's been getting out of hand. From now on, I'll stop my acting entirely if it makes you happy." Zoey frowned,
"I…I don't want you to give up your entire acting career. Just, maybe tone it down?" She asked. Mal smiled and drew a line threw his heart with his finger,
"Cross my heart." He said. Zoey smiled,
"Good." The two walked off to their seventh period class, which happened to be art.
*In Mike's mind*
"I'm sorry Mike but I don't like all of this acting. It's starting to get on my nerves."
"I'm sorry Mike but I don't like all of this acting. It's starting to get on my nerves."
"I'm sorry Mike but I don't like all of this acting. It's starting to get on my nerves."
That one sentence kept repeating itself in Mike's mind when he heard it. "I'm sorry Mike but I don't like all of this acting. It's starting to get on my nerves." If she didn't like his 'acting'…then…that would mean…she wouldn't like him for his MPD. Mike knew it! She wouldn't like him if he was different in some way. It was over. Mike had just about given up all hope of escaping and reclaiming his body. Just then, a mirror arose out of the pink fleshy floor and a figure that looked just like Mike appeared on it.
"Hello again." It said to him. Mike recognized it instantly. It was another personality. The other personality. The one that had him sent to Juvie for beating a boy senseless. That, was the rotten thing inside him. Mal.
"You...I got rid of you!" Mike said, not believing what he saw. Mal snickered.
"You seriously thought you could get rid of me that easily? Pfft, you're stupider than I thought. I was just lying low, conserving my energy for the right time to strike. That time, was obviously now. By the way, that friend of yours…what's her name? Zoey? Yeah, she's a real good friend. It would be a shame, if something were to happen to her." Mal taunted. Mike stood up narrowing his eyes.
"You wouldn't dare."
"I would. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go to art class. Apparently we're doing a paint based project. Sounds like fun." Mal said as the mirror started to retract back into the ground.
"No! NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! COME BACK! NOOOOOO!" Mike shouted as the mirror disappeared. 'I have to get out of these chains and get my body back! But how?' Mike pondered this as he sat back down on the squishy surface. He only hoped he could get back in time before he could hurt Zoey. He didn't care if she didn't like his 'acting'. She was in danger.
*Outside Mike's mind/In the art room*
When the two arrived, they started working on the project they had started at the beginning of the year. Mal sat next to Zoey as they painted on a white canvas. Zoey excused herself from the table to get more paint when she realized she hadn't talked to Sierra about Mike's strangeness. 'Meh' she thought. 'He was probably going through a phase or something. He seems alright now.' Zoey thought. Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Harold's.
"I need to talk with you after school. It's of the upmost importance. Meet by the sports shed." He said before returning to his spot at his table. Zoey merely stared as he started working on his project. What was that? What was so important that she would meet him after school alone? Was It about Mike?
"Hey you ok?" Mal said, slightly startling her. Zoey put her hand on her chest and took a deep breath,
"Oh it's you. You scared me a bit there." She said chuckling. "Yeah I'm fine, let's get back to work." Zoey then walked back to her seat. Mal, followed her, but before he did, he took a long glance at Harold who was busy working on his project. 'I'm getting a bad feeling about that kid.' He thought. The rest of the period flew by quickly, as well as period eight. Soon, everyone was packing their bags, getting ready to head home for the day. Zoey was packing her backpack when she saw Mal approach her.
"Hey Mike! Did you want something?" She asked. Mal nodded,
"Yeah. Did you want to go get some pizza or something?" Mal felt a little weaker after saying this, but he needed to if his plan was to fully work. He needed to act just like Mike for this plan to succeed. Unfortunately, Zoey shook her head 'no'.
"Sorry Mike, I'm seeing some friends after today. How about tomorrow?" Zoey asked. As much as she wanted to hang out with Mike, she really wanted to know what Harold had to tell her. Mal nearly exploded with rage. Seeing some friends? What friends?! She didn't have any friends! Mal internally calmed himself down and nervously chuckled like Mike would,
"Oh…hehe sorry I didn't know you had plans. So yeah, tomorrow I guess. See ya." Mal said before walking off to his school bus. Great, now he had to wait a whole other day just to get started. Mal angrily kicked a piece of paper on the ground once he was out of Zoey's sight. He boarded the bus and impatiently waited for the bus to drop him off. 'Just one more day of keeping up this gag, don't worry Mal you can do this.' He tried to motivate himself.
*Zoey*
Once everyone else had left, Zoey headed out towards the field. Once outside, she noticed that the field was practically abandoned, except for a few pieces of paper that flew around in the wind. The grass was still wet from the rain that had showered it in the morning. Zoey walked towards the shed cautiously, making sure nobody saw her. For some reason this was supposed to be secret, and she didn't want Harold to get mad at her. Once she arrived at the Shed, she called out,
"Harold? Harold are you there?" Suddenly, a pair of white thin arms pulled her aside. The owner of such arms was Harold. After pulling her in, he quickly looked both ways to make sure nobody was listening.
"Sorry about that I had to make sure he wasn't following us." Harold said nervously.
"Who would be following us?" Zoey asked confused.
"Mal. I fear that he's returned. And I think he may be after you." Harold said. Zoey was still puzzled,
"Who's Mal?" She asked. Harold looked at her like she had just turned into a magical unicorn.
"Who's Mal? How do you not know who…oh I forgot. New student. Mal is Mike." He said plainly. Zoey stared at him, as if waiting for him to explain a little more. "Mike and Mal are the same people, and Mal is totally evil. He's already pushed me around and insulted me today. I fear he's just started some sort of evil plot and I think you're involved." Zoey stared at him for a moment before erupting in laughter.
"Haha hahaha! Oh, man that was a good one Harold." She said holding her sides. Harold didn't look amused. Zoey stopped laughing and suddenly got a little annoyed, "Are you saying that Mike is a mean, evil person?" Zoey asked. Harold shook his head,
"No, I'm saying Mal is evil!" He said.
"And Mal is the same person as Mike?" Zoey asked. Harold nodded. Zoey let out a humph.
"You know, I thought that you would understand what it's like to be bullied around, and that you would understand that it's mean making fun of Mike. But now I see you're just trying to get me on your side by making Mike seem like an evil person. For god's sake why won't you people leave him alone! I'm done here." Zoey said storming off. Harold shouted after her,
"Zoey listen to me! He's not who he seems!" Zoey merely ignored his please and stormed off to the bus stop, where the second round of busses would pick her up and drop her off at home. She had enough blasphemy for one day, and she wasn't going to sit through Harold's fake pleas to help everyone in this school bully Mike around. Seriously, she wondered if everyone here was pure evil. It seemed that all they wanted to do was to bully Mike. What is wrong with people here? She wondered.
I'd just like to say this was THE HARDEST CHAPTER FOR ME TO WRITE EVER! Yeah, this was so hard for me to write, it took me a few hours of thinking to think this one through, and like why would this character act this way? Why this person and not that person? Does this even make sense? Should I really make this person do that? And a lot of other crap. Honestly, I hope this chapter came out to your liking because I really had a lot of trouble writing it. I'm pretty sure it's giving me a migraine.
Below are some deleted scenes that I decided to take out, and I'd like to know what you thought of them. I'll give a description on why I took them out below each one. Think of this as extra mini stories, instead of me cheating you off on a long chapter…whoops hehe. Sorry. Anyway, read on, and tell me what you thought of them:
TDHS EP 8 Deleted Scenes:
Scene 1: Mike's short return?
"Sorry Mike, I didn't know." Mal nodded, unable to speak at the moment. Her hug apparently had an effect on Mal's power, and he was slowly getting weaker. If he stayed in his current state, he would use up too much of his power to stay in control of the body, and he wanted to save up all of his energy for the 'big event'. So, deciding that he should bide his time, Mal began to let Mike take back control over the body. 'Time to lay low a little.' Mal said as he let Mike gain control over the body once again.
Mike opened his eyes and looked around him. He was in the gym hallway in his school, Stanford High School. How did he get here? Who was in control over his body while he was gone? Was Zoey ok? All of these questions flooded his mind before his eyes finally set on Zoey, who was standing next to him. Mike was so relieved to see her. He was about to hug her out of pure joy when he realized something: Was this the rotten thing that was inside of him? Did it bring him here? More importantly, did it hurt Zoey? Mike looked at her, and searched for any cuts or bruises. Thankfully, he did not find any, but he realized another thing. This, 'thing' that was inside of him was dangerous. Bit by bit he could see himself changing, and he was worried that these events would eventually lead further than stabbing tables. Mike feared that he was gradually becoming dangerous, to himself, and Zoey.
After debating it in his mind for a little while, Mike decided that the best course of action would be to cease contact with Zoey for a little while, until he figured this out. He would need to speak with Cameron. He was his only hope now.
I got rid of this scene because I felt that I could not possibly write down Mike's reaction as to what just happened, and I also thought it would mess up Mal's plans waaaay to quickly. I needed Mal to stay in control for a longer period of time, otherwise Mike would just feel up to Zoey again and then Mal's power would be quickly diminished.
Scene 2: Conflict at Lunch:
Suddenly, Sierra stood up (while holding Cody),
"Zoey! We have something to show you in the library! We'll be right back!" She said before she, Cody, and Izzy dragged Zoey off into the library. Mal nearly broke Sierra's arm for taking Zoey away from him. 'Great! Now those other two are probably going to talk to her! I need to get back to her as soon as possible.
Back at the table, Mal stood up to follow him when Harold quickly grabbed his arm,
"Why don't you take a seat Mike?" Harold said sounding as though he was demanding it.
"Um, sure what is it?" Mal asked, trying to keep in character.
"Give up pal; we know who you are and what you're doing. I've done a little research and asked some friends of mine to help me out. So quit the act, and tell us what you're doing on this little blue and green planet instead of back in that noggin of yours." Noah said flatly. Mal was surprised that these two nerds had figured out his character already, and he barely even knew them. Nevertheless, he flipped his hair down and glared at the two nerds,
"Listen, I don't take orders from nerds. Especially you two. Just stop meddling around with other people's business, and I won't send you to the hospital. Sound like a deal?" Mal threatened. Shockingly, Noah or Harold didn't budge.
"You act like you've got the only card to play here my friend. However, you're not the only one with a trick up your sleeve. You see, I know that you've got plans with Zoey, and it would be a real shame if she found out earlier than expected about your presence in Mike's body." Noah retaliated. Mal glared angrily at him at first, but then relaxed into a smile,
"Please, you wouldn't want to do that if you wanted to keep Mike's secret away from Zoey. Besides, what do you have to gain from this anyway? I don't recall you ever being involved in this." Mal asked, walking over to where Noah and Harold were sitting. Noah smirked,
"What do I have to gain you say? I'd say I have a lot to gain. For one, I get rid of a horrible, dangerous presence in our school that would probably be an even more evil ruler than Heather is which is saying something. If you were to become in charge, who's to say you won't snap me like a twig?" Noah said. Mal smiled,
"Who's to say I won't snap you like a twig now?" Noah held his ground,
"Because, I'm pretty sure that tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumb over there will notice you, no matter how stupid they are," Noah said pointing towards Lightning and Geoff who were throwing a football around. "Plus you'll be in an even bigger heap of trouble before you even start your plan." Noah said. Mal clapped slowly,
"I must say you've given me quite the show. Unraveling my plans before they even happen? Genius. But, what do you have to say on the matter?" Mal said looking at Harold.
"I'm just doing this because Zoey is nice to me and I don't want you hurting her." Harold said. Mal fake wiped a tear from his eye.
"Touching, really. But, I think my time here is done. Toodles." He said before strolling off. Noah and Harold stared him down as he left.
"We'll be watching you." Harold said. Mal smiled, 'good they can get it on tape so I can watch it over and over.'
You had to know I wanted Noah as a bigger part by now. He's my third favorite character aside from Zoey and Mike, but throwing this in there would provide too many threats to Mal's plans and honestly my reasoning for Noah caring here was weak. I think we all know he could care less about what happened. Also, this would create a series of problems down the road for this story.
So there you have it. My deleted scenes for TDHS EP: 8. please tell me how you felt about the chapter, and what you thought of my deleted scenes. (Btw, this deleted scenes stuff probably won't happen again, and I wasn't going to throw it in as an individual chapter, so that's why it's here. Thought I might as well see what people thought of it ya know?)