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Duncan jogged up the steps that led to Courtney's house. There were a few cars in the front, but he was able to find a spot. He knocked on the front door before swinging on the balls of his feet. He furrowed his eyebrows after hearing an abundant amount of cheers. He was quickly taken away from his thoughts as the door quickly opened.
Courtney peeked her head through, smiling. "Hey-"
"OOH, DUNCAN!"
Duncan raised an eyebrow. "Uh, who was that?"
"Those were my twin cousins, Mary and Jane," Courtney explained, sighing. "They want to meet you. Is that okay?"
He shrugged. "Sure."
Courtney nodded and opened the door. "Look, here he is," she muttered, holding out her hand towards her boyfriend as he stepped inside.
"You look so different," Mary said.
"So totally different," Jane said, nodding.
"Oh, my God," Mary said.
"They are totally matching," Jane said.
Courtney and Duncan looked at each other before laughing. Yet again, they wore matching outfits. Both wore black polo shirts, jeans, and even red converses. Of course, the styles of the pants and the converses were different, but overall, their outfits almost looked the same.
"So, how old are you two?" Duncan asked.
"We're not available," the twins immediately replied, placing their hands on their hips.
"I wasn't asking either of you out!" he snapped, glaring at them. "I have a girlfriend. Her name happens to be Courtney. Oh, and she's standing right here."
"We're fifteen," the twins replied.
Their simultaneous answers were seriously creeping Duncan out. "Cool... Where are you two from?"
"L.A."
Duncan smirked at his girlfriend. "I didn't know you had family in America."
"They moved there six months ago," Courtney said, glaring at at cousins. "They moved from Charlottetown."
Duncan nodded. He then smirked. "Did you know Courtney and I are getting married?"
"Duncan!" Courtney snapped, glaring at her boyfriend.
"What?" the twins immediately asked, grinning madly.
"Yep, next month, on our trip to Niagara Falls," Duncan said, walking over to Courtney and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Courtney continued glaring at him. He bent down and rubbed his nose against hers.
"Oh, my God, that was so cute," Jane said.
"So cute," Mary agreed.
"We have to tell everyone," the twins said.
"What?" Courtney cried. "No, no, no, please-"
By then, it was too late. The twins had already run off in another room. As they exclaimed "GUESS WHO'S GETTING MARRIED?", Duncan began laughing and Courtney groaned.
"Duncan!" she snapped, hitting his arm. "I can't believe you said that! Do you know how long it took to convince my Mom we're not getting married?"
"Grab your purse and come on," he muttered, grabbing her hand. "I said that to get them away."
"My Dad doesn't know about the ring!" she snapped, snatching up her purse and stalking outside. "I know my cousins saw the ring. I already told you about my Mom. My whole family is going to freak!"
He stopped walking and brought her closer to him. "Look, you'll be out the entire day," he said, giving her hand a squeeze. "I'm sure this will all blow over by the time you get back tonight."
"It better," she murmured, poking his chest. "Or you are getting a mouthful tonight."
"I did not realize we were having sex tonight..."
She pursed her lips, her face angry. "You better be glad I don't want to kick your balls right now," she seethed before quickly walking to her car.
"Who's car are we taking?" he asked.
"Both!"
He jogged over to her car. "Babe, I really didn't mean to upset you."
She let out a sigh and softly smiled at him. "Remember? After we get done, I'm meeting up with Bridgette, and you're meeting up with Geoff."
He let out a chuckle. "Of course I remember," he said, tapping the top of her car. "I was just making sure you remembered."
"Does your Mom like the ring I picked out?"
Courtney shrugged, putting another potato square into her mouth. "I guess," she muttered. "She said it was 'nice and elegant'."
"I... Definitely did not imagine those words when I picked it out," Duncan said. "Well, 'nice', yes, but not 'elegant'."
"I think it's beautiful," she said, giving him a soft smile. "But I have a question: Why is the arrow shooting into the heart?"
He shrugged. "I have no idea," he muttered. "I guess you can interpret that in any way you want to."
"So you weren't, like, looking for any ring in particular?"
He shook his head. "Nope. I just walked into the store one day and just..." He shrugged. "I saw it and thought of you instantly."
She smiled, reaching over and grabbing his hand. "I'm sorry we couldn't hang out last night," she softly said.
He shrugged, stroking the top of her hand with his thumb. "It's okay. I'm glad I got to see you for a bit last night, though."
She beamed. "How, um... How did you like my speech?"
He pursed his lips before leaning back. He then patted the spot next to him and said, "Why don't you come over here. Sit next to Papa Duncan."
She rolled her eyes, smirking. She scooted out of the booth and walked over to the other side. She sat down next to him, resting her hands in her lap. "You never answered my question," she softly said.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, resting his head on top of hers. "I liked it."
She expected him to say more, and when he didn't, she asked, "That's it?"
"You want my honest opinion?" he quietly asked.
She immediately tensed at his question. Was her speech really that bad? "Sure?" she squeaked, cursing herself for sounding scared and insecure.
"It was a bit boring," he honestly said. "Well... It was very straight-to-the-point. We're graduating, I'm thanking you all, we're all moving on, thanks for coming."
She nodded. She couldn't help but agree with him. "Yeah... Well, honey, sorry that my speech wasn't like yours."
He chuckled. "I would hope yours wouldn't be like mine. You're a lot more organized than I am, so I expected your speech to be the way it was."
"So... You liked it?"
"I said that, didn't I?" he asked, kissing her temple. He rested his head on top of hers and said, "My conversation with Ma made me think a lot last night."
"What conversation?"
"When I told her we were moving in together. I looked up a few places last night, kinda around UT."
"Did you find any nice places?"
"Mmhmm." He reached into his back pocket and brought out his iPod Touch. He turned it on and accessed his e-mail. "I sent a few links to myself so I could show you this morning..."
She rested her head on his shoulder, popping a few more potato squares into her mouth. She looked down at his iPod Touch and listened to him explain the places. Normally, she would point out how she could read it herself, but she liked listening to Duncan explain the apartments. He sounded so excited, so determined, and it made her feel more excited and determined.
Neither needed to discuss it - they really wanted to move in together. There was no if, and, or but about it. His parents couldn't stop them, her parents couldn't stop them. She knew her parents would object; her Mom was already putting up a fight. She didn't care, though. She was starting her journey into adulthood. She was going to attend the University of Toronto, where she apparently already completed over a year's classes just based on her college plus-level classes.
She placed her hand on his when he opened a link to a certain apartment building. It was black and white, very modern-looking. It was on Spadina and near Eglington. Spadina was the street that part of her school was on. "That looks nice," she said, pointing at the picture.
He nodded. "I like it, too. Want me to ask about availabilities?"
"We can't really move in soon," she quietly said, frowning slightly. "I really want to go to Niagara Falls before moving..."
He nodded. "Okay, so we'll go there first. No big deal. Then we can move?"
She nodded, smiling softly. "Sounds like a plan."
Suddenly, Duncan's cell phone began to ring. "Shi-" He groaned, digging deeper into his pocket to get his phone. "Fuck... There we go." He answered the call. "Hello?"
"Dude! You're with Court, right?"
"Yeah. Why? It's barely past ten..."
"I know, but... I've got a proposition for you two."
Duncan beckoned for Courtney to lean towards his phone. When she was close enough, he said, "We're listening."
"Okay, so I totally forgot to turn in that form to compete on Total Drama again, but I got another letter in the mail that was, like, saying I could come back to host the Aftermath shows!"
"Okay..." Duncan slowly said, shrugging.
"They said, since Bridgie here will be competing in the new show, I get to choose someone to host with, and I want you two to host with me."
Courtney and Duncan just stared at each other. Both had rejected the offer to return to the show - would they really want to host the Aftermath specials?
"Sure, man."
Courtney stared at her boyfriend in shock. Did he really just accept that offer? Right after they discussed starting their lives together?
"SWEET!" Geoff exclaimed. "What did Mocha say?"
Duncan stared at Courtney expectantly. She shrugged, a frantic look on her face. "I think she's gonna pass," Duncan said into the phone.
"Aww. Well, actually, that's probably a good thing. The producer's were, like, 'You can only pick one person' and I was, like, 'I can't pick between the two of them...' Meaning you two, of course."
"I figured as much," Duncan said, smirking.
Geoff laughed. "Yeah, well, I'm gonna make some phone calls. I'll see ya later, dude."
"Later, man."
"What was that about?" Courtney quietly asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
"What? I guess it'd be fun hosting those Aftermath shows..."
"Duncan!" she snapped.
"What?" he snapped in return.
"What did we just talk about?"
He blinked, keeping quiet for a few moments. "We're moving after we go on vacation?"
"Exactly!"
He chuckled, shaking his head. "Babe, if I remember correctly, there were four Aftermath's during Total Drama Action, and they were all spread out during the season. I think it'll be the same this time around. I can still do this while have a great summer with you."
She sighed, looking away. "I just don't want you to suddenly end up competing on the show."
He frowned. "Is that all that's eating you up right now?"
She nodded, looking at him. "I'm really worried you'll somehow end up on the show and... I don't know. I have a feeling something will happen!"
"Nothing will happen," he quietly said, leaning forward and kissing her forehead. "I promise."
"I don't want you succumbing to any kind of rush you may get from being popular or whatever!" she snapped, pointing her finger at him. "I don't want doing what Geoff did last season!"
"He thought he had all this power and stuff," Duncan informed his girlfriend. "I know I have all sorts of power. I freakin' won last year. I am the top dog until a new winner is declared in August."
"That doesn't mean you have all sorts of power," Courtney muttered, rolling her eyes. She then smirked and said, "But, I guess since you go out with me, my lawyers are your lawyers. They've got lots of power, and they certainly helped me last year."
He nodded, a smug look on his face. "Lawyers have lots of powers... Ooh, I can't wait 'til you become a lawyer. We are going to rule the world!"
Instead of really hanging out, Geoff and Duncan had to head down the office where the Total Drama producers were at. Geoff, being the optimistic person he was, said to Duncan, "At least we won't be wandering around Toronto bored!"
They walked into the building and into the elevator. "Are you bummed you can't compete with Bridgette?" Duncan asked his friend.
Geoff shrugged. "Kinda," he said. "I was more bummed about it at first, because I seriously thought I sent in my letter. Then I found it one day... But, hey, I'm back on a part of the show. That's cool enough."
Duncan nodded as they stepped out of the elevator. "You think Chris'll be here?"
Geoff grimaced slightly. "I hope not, dude."
"Man, me too." They opened the door to the room, and Duncan couldn't hold back his groan of disappointment. There was Chris at the end of the table, smiling at the two men.
"Duncan! Geoff! What a surprise it is to see the two of you!" Chris said, standing up and walking over to them.
"Dude, cut the crap," Duncan muttered, glaring at Chris.
"I am hurt," Chris dramatically said, placing his hand over his heart.
"Why are we here?" Duncan asked.
"To announce to the world you two are the hosts of the Total Drama World Tour Aftermath Specials!"
"Total Drama what?" Duncan asked, confused.
"Total Drama World Tour," Chris slowly said. "It was originally going to be named Total Drama Musical, but the network thought there wasn't enough music in it..."
"I am so glad I'm not competing," Duncan muttered, shaking his head. "Singing? I so don't sing..."
"Uh, you will be singing," Chris informed the delinquent.
"Oh, no I won't," Duncan insisted, continuing to glare at the host.
"Duncan," Geoff said, pulling the angry teenager toward him. He whispered in his ear, "Just let Chris believe you're going to sing. He has no control over the Aftermath shows, unless he's on them himself."
"What are you saying to him?" Chris suspiciously asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm just telling Duncan here that I'm sure Courtney wouldn't mind hearing him sing," Geoff said, smiling at the host. He patted Duncan's back and asked, "Right, dude?"
Duncan nodded, letting out a sigh.
"Mmhmm..." Chris shrugged before continuing, "So, we'll be filming a couple of promo's with the two of you. You'll basically introduce Total Drama World Tour. Then we'll take some pictures, and I think Celebrity Manhunt will stop by at some point..."
"Really?" Duncan groaned. He hated that show with a passion. He blocked their number after they tried to call him a numerous amount of times after he had won Total Drama Action.
"They mentioned how excited they were to see you..." Chris murmured, eying Duncan carefully.
"Oh, I am so excited to see them," Duncan sarcastically said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, we don't have all day," Chris said, placing his hands on the two teens. "Let's get this thing started!"
"Hey babe," Duncan murmured into the phone, keeping an eye out for anyone approaching him.
"Hey... What's up?"
"We're filming promo's for the new season."
"You are not."
"Unfortunately. Celebrity Manhunt's stopping by."
"No wonder they've been calling my phone all day!"
"I thought you blocked their number last year?"
"No, that was you."
"I know I blocked their number, but I thought you did as well."
"Nope."
"Have fun continuing to ignore their calls."
"I picked up the first one, actually."
"I'm assuming you hung up?"
"Unfortunately."
"Oh, shit," he muttered, watching Josh and Blaineley walk in. "I gotta go. The Freak's are here."
"Good look, sweetie."
"I'll do my best. Don't have too much fun with Bridgette."
"Already am!"
He chuckled as they hung up. He stuffed his phone into his pocket and walked over to Geoff. Unfortunately, the female host stepped in front of him.
"Aah, look who it is," Blaineley said, smiling smugly at Duncan.
Duncan resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he muttered, "Blaineley."
"Mr. Winner himself," Blaineley said, continuing to smile that annoying smile of hers. "Boy, I cannot wait to interview you. You have no idea the questions I will be asking you."
This time, Duncan couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Whatever," he muttered. "You think you're going to embarrass me? Think again."
"Oh, I don't think I'll be embarrassing you," Blaineley said. She leaned close to him and said, "Though, I do know a few personal things about you that you may not want revealed to the public..."
Duncan glared at her. "What kind of personal things?" he quietly asked.
Blaineley smirked. "Now someone's interested in talking to us."
Duncan groaned. "You kept calling me at all hours of the day! I was getting sick of hearing your voice, so of course I blocked all the numbers at Celebrity Manhunt! Now, tell me what you know."
"Are you worried your reputation will be ruined?" Blaineley taunted. "Or are you worried that, based on something that happened a couple of months ago, you'll never grow out of that convict stereotype?"
He should have yelled at her. He should have created a riot. But, by doing that, he would have slipped up. Somehow, it was revealed to her that he went to jail, there was no doubt about that. How she knew, he'll never knew. Unfortunately, a lot of people in Hamilton knew he went to jail, so of course someone told Celebrity Manhunt. Of course, it was all hearsay until he said something...
"You should really set your Facebook page to private," Blaineley said. "I was able to read on there that you went to jail."
Okay, so maybe he was the one that "told" Blaineley.
"So you're going to ask about my jail experience?" Duncan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Maybe. Maybe not." Blaineley shrugged. Suddenly, some bells started to ring. "I have to go now. I'll be seeing you later."
Duncan grimaced. "I sure hope not." He sighed and walked over to Geoff.
"Where have you been, dude?" Geoff quietly asked, handing him a script.
"I was being harassed by the interviewing world's biggest bitch," Duncan murmured, glancing over the lines.
Geoff chuckled. "Blaineley found you, huh?"
Duncan nodded. "Crazy bitch knows I went to jail."
"Well, that's not good," Geoff muttered, frowning slightly. "You gonna own up to it?"
"She found out from my Facebook, dude. I gotta find a way to block her from accessing that, too."
The Director walked over to them and explained how everything would go. They were back in the Aftermath studio, and would be doing all the shoots from the main red couch. The two sat down on the couch and prepared for the long process. One moment that stood out for Duncan was when Geoff started singing. Duncan was supposed to be singing along, too, but he refused to sing along.
"Total Drama World Tour!" Geoff sang, smiling happily.
Duncan went from staring at Geoff like he was crazy to staring at the camera and saying, "Duncan's don't sing."
"Cut!" the Director exclaimed.
"Uhh, dude," Geoff quietly said. "You know you were supposed to be singing."
"Yeah." Duncan shrugged. "I'm not singing, though."
"We're keeping that," the Director said.
Duncan grinned. "Yes!"
"But you must sing in one shot," the Director informed him.
"Just one shot?" Duncan asked, holding up his index finger to clarify "one".
"Yes," the Director said. "Just one."
Duncan nodded. "I can deal with that, I guess."
Unfortunately, he sounded bored and uninterested in singing. He kept singing like that, too. Finally, the Director gave up on trying to make Duncan sound enthusiastic. Chris figured it would predict how the show may turn out.
After all the commercials were filmed, and after promotional shots were taken, they were set up for interviews. There weren't too many people there to interview them. Finally, it came for the time for Blaineley to interview Duncan. He was not looking forward to this moment.
"We are here live at the studio where the Total Drama Aftermath's are filmed at," Blaineley said to the camera. "You just saw Josh interview Geoff, and now it's my turn to interview Duncan." She turned to the teenager and said, "So, Duncan, are you bummed that you're not able to compete on the new season?"
"Not really," Duncan said. "I opted out of competing this time. Plus, I won the last season."
"Speaking of the season finale," Blaineley said. "We witnessed quite the steamy make-out session between yourself and Courtney. If I remember correctly, you two had broken up by that point-"
"I wouldn't call it a breakup," Duncan explained.
Blaineley seemed taken aback by the interruption. "What would you call it, then?"
"A tiny break."
Blaineley nodded. "Okay... So how are you and Courtney?"
"We're good," Duncan said, nodding. "Still going strong."
"I'm assuming you two have been dating since Total Drama Island?"
Duncan nodded. "Yep. We've been together for almost two years now."
"Wow, that's quite a long time, especially for people your age," Blaineley said. "Do you two ever fight?"
"Didn't you watch Total Drama Action?" Duncan asked, chuckling. "Of course we fight. We even had a fight this morning."
"And what was that about?" Blaineley asked.
"Oh, just about where we were going to eat breakfast at," Duncan said, smirking. His smirk widened when she continued on. His lying skills worked once again. They had no trouble picking out somewhere to eat. He wasn't about to tell the world what they really "fought" about. It was really a minor squabble, but still - he wasn't going to talk about it.
"Well, that's all the time we have," Blaineley said, turning back to the camera. "Make sure to check out the season premiere of Total Drama World Tour, starting in two weeks from this Friday. Make sure to catch an all-new Celebrity Manhunt tomorrow night at eight."
"So, no asking about jail, huh?" Duncan asked once the camera's were off.
"Not this time," Blaineley said. She turned to him and said, "Next time, though."
A/N: Now, I've only seen Celebrity Manhunt's Total Drama Action Reunion Special once, and I haven't seen any of the future episodes (but know all about them, unfortunately at times), so I'm not sure how Blainley acts... But I heard she can be a bitch! I tried portraying her as one in this chapter. And thank you all for the reviews! But, we can do better. Let's shoot for more! I don't want to do set numbers again, but... Please? :) Thank you! I hope you all enjoyed this!