Author's Notes: Just got back from my SCAD college orientation in Savannah, Georgia! Had a great time and finally got my financial aid taken care of! Woot! I AM READY TO START COLLEGE! WORLD OF ANIMATION, HERE I COME!

Total Drama characters: No...No….NOOOOO!

Haha, I would like to say how thankful I am for all the people who have read this story and especially those who have reviewed it. This story is now my most reviewed story. Let's see if my next story, "How to Train Your Delinquent" can beat it. Still working on the first chapter!

Anywhoo, as always, replies to some reviews:

CarmillaD: I agree with you that something is kind of fishy about the DxG kiss. I personally believe that Alejandro convinces Duncan that Courtney has her eye on some other guy (Cody, I guess since they're on the same team) and Duncan kisses Gwen to make her jealous. Al has something to with it or my nickname isn't Strix! Like you, I will continue supporting DxC and hoping that Courtney and Gwen can manage to become good friends. I can totally imagine them laughing and poking fun at Duncan for some reason. Really glad you liked the boat scenes….and the vomit. The vomit jokes are my favorite part of Total Drama. I just can't believe they can get away with some of the jokes and antics they

Zimmera: Yes, swearing fits in the confessional are always a joy to do. I'm very happy you loved the last chapter and the couple's realizations about their feelings. Hopefully, this chapter will be just as good. It'll definitely be way more difficult trying to keep them in character while making them act romantically towards one another.

Princess Absahail: It makes me smile so much to hear that. Thanks for the awesome compliment!

Now on with the story!

Chris McLean let out a blissful sigh and leaned back on his armchair, closing his eyes as his several very beautiful make-up attendants preened and gushed over him. He was getting ready for the million dollar reward ceremony occurring in a mere two hours' time which he would be hosting.

"I tell you Cathy," the egotistic host spoke with his brunette assistant as she applies some blush on his cheek, "I bet I'll be nominated for a Gammy for this performance tonight! Everyone's going to be watching my shining hour!"

"My name's Sarah." the pretty brunette said with a frown. "And won't this be that Duncan kid's shining hour? I mean, it's all about him getting the million dollars. You're just handing it to him."

Chris opened his eyes and narrowed them into a glare at the makeup artist. "Hey, hey! I pay you to make me pretty, not to offer any support for my contestants! Now add more blush, Cathy!" he ordered pointing to a spot on his cheek, "You missed a spot!"

Sarah brushed the blush stick over Chris' eyes.

"OW! OW! OW! THAT STUFF BURNS!"

At that moment, there was a timid knock on the door; without waiting for permission, Billy, Chris' intern, stuck his blonde head in.

"Mr. McLean?" asked Billy, his voice quiet and wary.

Angrily pushing the offending blush stick away from his face, Chris turned his head towards the door and angrily growled, "What is it? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me during my preening time?"

The intern's face paled as he stammered nervously, "It's a couple of the c-c-contestants. T-They have a p-p-problem and w-w-want to talk to you, sir."

Chris gave a loud, exasperated sigh. "Fine, bring them in."

Billy hastily withdrew and, a few seconds later, Bridgette strode through the door, followed by Gwen, Geoff, and LeShawna. The four had wanted to bring in Harold as well, but hadn't been able to find him.

Letting out a large yawn, Chris airily waved a hand for the young teens begin. "Okay, what is it? Can you guys make it quick? I have a show to host in two hours."

Bridgette gave a backwards glance at her friends, who all nodded their heads in support and approval, and turned back to face Chris.

"You have to cancel tonight's show." The surfer girl calmly said.

There was a shocked silence in the dressing room following the demand. Then Chris let out a loud, insulting laugh.

"Hoho, that's a good one, Bridgette! Who says the goody-goods can't come up with a good joke? Oh, yeah…ME!" Chris adopted an annoyed expression and said, "For real, tell me what you want and get out of here! I don't have all day!"

LeShawna gave a small growl, pushed Bridgette aside, and thrust her furious face into Chris'. "Listen up gramps! Nature girl here ain't playing around and neither are we! This big bucks ceremony can't go down tonight!"

"Why not?" Chris demanded leaning forward so that LeShawna would back off.

"Because the guy getting the million dollars isn't the one that should be getting it!" Gwen exclaimed.

Chris shook his head in a disapproving manner. "Gwen, I can honestly say that I'm surprised at you…at all of you actually! You guys are almost adults! I mean, I know you four are probably bitter at Duncan for winning, but I'd didn't think you'd be such a bad sportsmen that you'd want to stop his reward ceremony."

"That's not the reason at all!" Gwen cried in frustration.

"I mean, really, it's your own fault for getting voting off." Chris continued.

"No, you don't understand. What we mean is…"

"Of course, you could have probably gotten into, at least, seventh place, if you hadn't been practically drooling over Duncan and ignoring Trent…" chided the host, smirking as Gwen's face got angrier and angrier.

The Goth girl finally let out a shriek of outrage and would have pounced on Chris to scratch his eyes out if Geoff hadn't quickly gotten a hold of her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Whoa, calm down, Gwen." Said Geoff trying to calm Gwen down as she struggled, reaching her arms out to viciously claw at Chris' infuriatingly smug face.

"That's not the only reason, though." Bridgette said to Chris. "Courtney is missing. You can't have the reward show with all the contestants, right?"

"Wrong!" Chris cheerfully said. "The ceremony is just going to focus on the winner of Total Drama Action- namely, the delinquent. Hollywood always does love seeing a bad boy in the spotlight." Chris added, winking at the make-up girl. Turning his attention back to the other, he said, "The rest of you guys will just be witnessing it in the audience. If the viewers don't see Courtney, they'll just assume that the camera missed her. No biggy."

"Don't you care at all that she's missing?" LeShawna angrily demanded, poking a finger at his chest.

Chris gave a good-humored chuckle. "Uh, no? After Heather, Courtney's my least favorite contestant! That girl's a pain in the butt!" Seeing the sad expression on Bridgette's face and the glowering ones on everyone else's, the host added, "Jeez, relax! She's probably off in a corner pouting about Duncan or whining about not winning…or off having a meeting with her lawyers to sue the show for some reason."

Thinking that that was a good, reasonable answer to the teens' worries, Chris gave a relaxed sigh and leaned back in the chair. Eyes closed, the host gave the four teens a dismissive wave the hand.

"If that's all, you guys can shuffle off now. I have a show to get ready for!"

Fuming with anger and indignation, the three girls and one boy were herded out of the dressing room by Billy. The intern at least had the decency to look apologetic towards the teens as he shut the door behind them.

LeShawna gave a weary sigh. "Well folks that definitely could have gone better."

"Can you believe the nerve of that guy?" Gwen angrily spat, glaring. "Duncan and I are just friends! He's just dying to get rumors started about me!"

Bridgette stared forlornly down the hotel hallway and sadly asked, "So what do we do now? Chris doesn't believe us and the ceremony is in two hours. There's no way we can find Duncan and Courtney by then."

"I'll tell you what we're going to do!" LeShawna said in a powerful voice, raising a finger in the air. "We are going to march straight up into the witch Heather's room and threaten her until she tells the truth and changes Duncan back to Justin and spiders back to delinquents and prissy white girls!"

"That sounds great, but dude, if Heather and Justin were able to change Duncan and Courtney into spiders, can't they do the same to us?" Geoff rather reasonably put in.

Gwen and Bridgette exchanged nervous glances. "Didn't think of that." Gwen admitted.

LeShawna gave a fearful shudder. "Say what? Ooooh no! LeShawna ain't going to become some horrible creepy-crawly!" Spiders were the black girl's worst fear.

"I guess," LeShawna continued, "We're just going to have to hope that Harold and his crew have a plan up their sleeves for the ceremony."

"You really think dorky dude's going to come up with something?" Geoff asked, looking as unconvinced as Gwen and Bridgette at the idea.

"Now listen here," LeShawna furiously said, "when Harold sets his mind on doing something, no matter how ridiculous or stupid it is, then he's going to do it! If my Harold's promised to help Duncan and Courtney, then you can bet your cowboy hat that he WILL help them! No ifs, buts, maybes, coulds, mights or I-think-so's about it! GOT IT?"

Under the strong-willed woman's intimidating glare, none dared to disagree.

Down on the river, the first hours of night had fallen. The sky was a clear, dark blue, littered with thousands of stars that twinkled like fireflies. A full moon hung up against the sable sky, gazing at its water reflection on the river's surface. The Boat of Losers slowly trudged along the waterway, sending out puffs of black smoke at its wake.

"Duncan, I demand that you uncover my eyes this instant!" Courtney demanded, frowning in irritation. She could almost see the signature smirk on Duncan's face as he continued to blindly lead her down the flat railing of the boat. His front legs were covering her eyes and while his middle set of legs had a firm hold of her own front legs, guiding her.

As Courtney had imagined, Duncan was smirking. "And ruin the surprise? I thought chicks liked this sort of stuff."

"Oh, we do." Courtney teasingly confirmed. "But when you're all alone at night in the middle of the forest being blindly led by a felon, miles away from people to hear you screaming, one can't help but think that this surprise is going to end with 'and she was never heard from again.'"

"You're missing the part about having a hockey mask and chainsaw." Duncan chuckled.

"Seen it, survived it." Laughed Courtney as she felt herself being lifted up to a high place by Duncan's strong arms.

The two tarantulas came to a stop. Duncan uncovered Courtney's eyes and asked, "Well, have you ever seen this?"

The sight before her uncovered eyes made Courtney gasp and clap her two front legs together in surprised delight.

Duncan had led her to the top of the sheltered box where the wheel of the boat was located, the highest point of the boat where they could clearly see the gliding river, its dark surface reflecting every star in the sky. A few inches in front of her, Courtney saw an overturned soda can with a white piece of tissue over it making it look like a white-clothed table. A single candle stick was burning next to the make-shift table. The entire scene was, overall, a very romantic gesture.

"What is this?' Courtney asked, staring at the lovely scene in confusion.

"It's nothing," Duncan coolly replied with a shrug, trying not to look too pleased, "Just a little something to celebrate our last night of having eight legs and spidy powers."

Courtney glanced over at her male companion and held back a giggle. "Duncan, what is that!"

There was a large black moth on Duncan's neck, acting out the part of a bowtie. Duncan looked very uncomfortable at Courtney's notice.

"What's what?' asked Duncan, trying to pretend that the insect wasn't there. The mohawked tarantula took a quick glance below deck where Molotov and Bunneh were spying on the couple.

The bowtie moth had been the Russian bear's idea. "To win her, you must be a gentleman!" the bear had proclaimed earlier much to Duncan's discomfort. Right now, Molotov was smiling and giving Duncan a thumb up with one clawed paw. Bunneh was frowning, shaking his head, and giving Duncan a thumb down.

Duncan felt that Bunneh's opinion counted for once.

Duncan feigned surprise and pointed to the moth on his neck. "Oh, you mean this? Uh, I don't know how it got there!" He ripped the black moth off his neck. "Get off me!"

"Hey, wait! You said you'd pay me…" the black moth squeakily complained before Duncan gave the insect a hasty kick to the behind that sent it shooting off.

Down below, Molotov gave a disapproving frown while Bunneh gloatingly stuck his tongue out at the bear.

"Forget that ever happened and let's eat!" Duncan urged, grinning as he led Courtney to the soda can table.

"You actually found something to eat?" Courtney asked, hopeful at the prospect. Her stomach growled its own opinion. She and Bunneh's little fishing trip had been a failure- they hadn't gotten as much as a wriggle. Courtney now wished that she had joined Duncan in eating Chef's gumbo, even if the dish did have Duncan's entire head disgustingly submerged in it.

"You bet!" Duncan cheerfully replied as he pulled out the main dish from behind the candle. As it was revealed, Courtney's excited expression changed into one of disbelief.

"Cheese Puffs?" cried Courtney, not bothering to disguise her annoyance.

"What? You seemed to like them during the murder challenge!" Duncan countered, smirking at the irritable expression on her face at the sight of the orange, round snacks.

"Seriously?" Courtney asked, cocking an eyebrow and glaring.

"O-kay…" Duncan finally admitted, "AND they were the only things I could find on the boat. We're on the Boat of Losers, Sweetlegs, not the Chris' first-class yacht."

"Well, it's definitely not the most extravagant of dates." Courtney snobbishly remarked. At the look on Duncan's face, she added in kinder tones, "but the view is wonderful, the gesture was nice, and I'm in good company at least."

"Really?" Duncan exclaimed in lustful tones, scooting closer to his companion.

Courtney realized what she had said and hastily corrected herself, "I-I mean I would be in good company if Molotov was here!"

Down below, Molotov shot Bunneh a triumphant look and growled, "HA!"

An awkward silence fell on the tarantula couple as they struggled to think of something to say to one another. They were beating around the bush, knowing what they wanted to admit to one another, but each too proud to be the first to say it. And perhaps, too afraid to know what the other might say in return.

"You know, I'm actually surprised you remembered how much I liked cheese puffs." Courtney said, toying around with her large snack and smiling at the thought.

"I remember a lot of stuff about you, Princess." Duncan said, "You've left quite a mark on me, you know. Sometimes an extremely painful mark," He gave a grimace of pain, "Many…many…painful marks." Duncan shuddered when he remembered all the times Courtney had exerted her wrath upon him, particularly his unmentionables.

Duncan shook off the painful groin-filled memories, and faced Courtney, grinning dreamily with hooded blue eyes. "It's amazing cause I've dated tons of girls…"

"Tons?" Courtney growled, smile slipping off in exchange for an annoyed scowl.

Duncan instantly saw his mistake. "Well,...uh…like three…or four…..ten…" he stammered trying to sooth Courtney before her anger rose.

"Look," Duncan finally said, "what I'm trying to say here is that, you're not like any other girl I've ever met before. You're tough and sweet at the same time. It's like you're one of the guys from juvie!"

"WHAT?" cried Courtney, eyes wide with shock and anger at the statement.

"No!" Duncan quickly added, "I mean, you're obvious not like a guy from juvie! More like one of the girls in juvie!"

Courtney stared at him with a dangerous expression smoldering on her pretty face.

"Okay, not from juvie! Look, you're just different!" Duncan finally burst out, throwing his arms up in frustration, not trusting himself to correct anything else at the prospect of screwing up more. "And that's why…" Duncan paused, voice suddenly dying inside his throat. "And that's why…" he struggled to get the words out.

"And that's why…" Courtney urged, staring at him strangely. Duncan wasn't a person to be lost for words.

The delinquent took a deep breath and summoned up hidden courage.

"And that's why, Court, I…."

Courtney suddenly jumped up, a delighted expression shining on her face as she pointed at a far off object over Duncan's shoulder.

"Look!" She cried, loosing interest in what Duncan was about to say. Her dark eyes were merry as she capered past Duncan and to the very edge of the roof. She pointed into the forthcoming horizon where several brightly colored lights were flashing against the inky darkness.

"It's the studio set!" Courtney happily cried, seating herself on the roof's edge, six of her brown, olive-striped legs dangling over the edge. "We're almost there!"

Duncan settled himself next to Courtney, quickly hiding the look of disappointment off his face as he replied, "Yeah, that's great!"

"There's the water tower from the fairy tale and spy challenge!" Courtney said, her voice gaining excitement as she pointed out all the sights familiar to both her and Duncan. "And there's the big stage where the Gilded Chris ceremony was!"

Duncan gazed closely at the outside auditorium, his face grave. That was where tonight's ceremony would be. "It doesn't look like the reward ceremony's started yet." he remarked. Though the lights were on, Duncan could see that there would only a few contestants in the audience at the moment and Chris was nowhere to be seen.

There was still time to fix things.

The mohawk tarantula jumped when he felt something soft and warm lean on his shoulder. Duncan looked down to see Courtney leaning on him, still gazing out at the abandoned film lot.

"Soon we'll be back to normal," Courtney said, closing her eyes in blissfully and snuggling close to Duncan. "And we'll both have our money."

Duncan felt his heart race at her closeness. He hesitantly placed a front leg over her shoulder as they both gazed over at the film lot. "What are you going to do with your half of the money?" he asked.

"Save it for law school of course!" Courtney said with pride ringing in her voice. "I'm going to be a very successful lawyer in the future."

Duncan chuckled. "For some reason, I can totally believe that, Ms. Argumentative."

"Don't laugh," Courtney scolded in mock anger, "Something tells me you'll be in desperate need of a good lawyer in the future, Mr. Delinquent!"

"Know where I can find one?" Duncan jested.

"Yes, but it depends on how well you pay." Courtney teased, turning her head to face Duncan.

"Let her know that I pay quite well." Duncan countered, leaning his face closer to Courtney's.

"How well?" Courtney whispered, finding her face being drawn closer and closer to Duncan's.

"Let's find out." Duncan gently said, as they both closed their eyes and leaned close to one another, lips puckered.

Scceeeccchhhh!

The Boat of Losers came to a crashing halt as it rammed into the dock of the film lot. The force of the sudden stop sent both Duncan and Courtney flying on the hard, wooden dock. The two spiders picked themselves up, Duncan letting out colorful swears as he did so; both were muttering and complaining in anger and frustration at, once again, being interrupted from a kiss.

"LAND HO!" Bunneh loudly shouted from the boat.

"You're supposed to tell us that before we hit land!" Courtney snapped, patting her brown hair down.

Bunneh hopped down from the crashed and slowly sinking Boat of Losers, onto the dock area. It was the same place where the submarine challenge at been during Total Drama Action. He didn't stop to make sure that Duncan and Courtney were all right.

"Can't talk now!" Bunneh shouted over his shoulder. "Have to go find DJ and take care of that no-good, spotlight-stealer of a rabbit! Meet you guys back at the stage!" The bunny hurriedly dashed away and out of sight before Duncan or Courtney could say a word edgewise.

Duncan turned to Courtney and said, "I'd better go too."

Courtney gave him a puzzled look. "Why?"

"You stay here with Molotov while I hurry and go find Harold so they he can get Beth for us. It'll be faster if I go look for him myself." Duncan explained, backing away from Courtney towards the bushes.

"Hold up, don't you think it'd be safer if we both go?" Courtney argued.

"I can take care of myself!" Duncan said his voice growing fainter as he crawled swiftly into the bushes. "Just stay here until I get Harold!"

And then he was gone, leaving Courtney alone on the dock and simmering with irritation at his and Bunneh's sudden depart.

"Honestly, those two are too alike for my liking!" Courtney seethed, crossing her front legs over her chest. The wooden dock creaked and groaned beneath her feet as Molotov climbed on and lumbered towards Courtney.

"Why so upset, my pretty little Shishka?" The old Russian bear asked in joyous tones to the young tarantula woman. "I would think that you'd be very happy right now!"

"I won't be happy until this own thing is over and Duncan and I are human again." Courtney said, frowning and staring off into the bushes, feeling quite concern for Duncan at the moment.

"Really?" Molotov asked, looking down at the little brown and purple tarantula, "Not even after what Duncan said to you?"

Courtney turned her attention away from the bushes and towards the massive brown bear. "What do you mean?" she asked, sounding confused.

Molotov shook his shaggy head, blinking. "You mean Bratka did not tell you yet? The little dorak…"

"Tell me what?" Courtney urgently asked, staring up at the giant creature.

The grandfather-like bear shook a scolding claw at the girl. "Net! If Bratka has not yet told you, then it is not my place."

Courtney jumped on top of Molotov's snout and whined in his face. "TELL ME!" she demanded in the same vicious tone she usually reserved for ordering Chris around with.

Molotov chuckled and plucked the spider girl off his muzzle. "Such a feisty temper! How you get along well in my country! Fine, I shall tell you."

Not a single contestant bothered to look down as they made their way to take a seat in the benches surrounding the stage. Many were too busy talking to their friends and fellow cast mates to take any notice of the small black and tan colored arachnid that scurried beneath seats.

Duncan's teal eyes peeled through the grassy, crowded area, recognizing many familiar faces but not the one he wanted to see. Looking through the narrow spaces of the benches, Duncan could see that Lindsay and Beth were sitting next to one another, probably chatting up a storm. His stomach quenched at the thought of what was coming up between him and Beth so he turned away. Trent was sitting behind the two girls. Sadie and Katie were sitting behind Trent. Duncan could hear their futile attempts at flirting with the raven-haired guitar boy. The delinquent's lip curled in an amused sneer at the sight.

Turning away, Duncan looked at the other set of benches opposite of the set he was currently hiding under. He saw Geoff and Bridgette on the top row, sitting along side of Cody and Noah. For once, the couple wasn't making out, but instead looked quite worried. The same could be said for Gwen and LeShawna who were seated next to Izzy and Ezekiel.

For a second, Duncan felt the urge to scamper over to Gwen. He knew that if she was a reliable friend and would help him and Courtney. However, he knew that his appearance would probably cause the rest of the contestants to panic, especially LeShawna who was deadly afraid of spiders.

"Where's Heather and Justin at?" he quietly wondered out loud. Then he saw them.

Heather glided forward with a smug expression on her cruel face, her long black hair swaying as it pushed by some nonexistent breeze. Hooked arm in arm with Heather, came Justin.

Duncan clenched his teeth and glared, blood boiling with rage as he watched Justin strut forward in a body identical to his own human one. To make matters worse, Duncan heard the other contestants begin whispering to each other scandalously about seeing Heather and Justin-Duncan together.

"Like I'd ever go out with someone like her!" Duncan spat, narrowed eyes burning with fury at the sight.

So great was his anger that Duncan forgot finding Harold and began to scurry towards Heather and Justin, who were seated in the front benches. He had full intentions on seeing how well tarantula venom actually worked on his look-alike when a large shadow suddenly fell over him.

Duncan only had time to let out a frightened gasp as darkness swept over him like a hunting night predator. In only a moment's span, the poor tarantula was trapped by darkness and as helpless as the weakest little gnat caught in a vicious spider's web.

"Alas, Evangline also did say that I am a terrible gossip." Molotov good-naturedly grumbled. He looked down at Courtney, grinning widely as if bursting to unleash a delightful secret.

"Duncan is in love with you, Shishka!" the bear burst out, unable to help himself any longer.

Courtney stared up at the massive bear, eyes wide with complete shock at the news.

"What do you mean?" Courtney finally stuttered, blinking once in astonishment at the unexpected news.

"What do you think it mean, my dear?" Molotov exclaimed, looking happy enough for the both of them. "He is in love with you! You are his heart's companion! The star in his eyes! The one female that he wishes to spend eternity with!"

Courtney recoiled back from the bear as emotions came flooding through her at his words- surprise…disbelief…happiness…love. Placing a front leg over her racing heart, Courtney stared out in front of her trying to understand the wonderful feeling spreading through her.

"He actually said he loved me?" she quickly asked, not daring to believe what she was hearing. "He didn't just say that he liked me or even worse," she imitated his voice and mannerism, "say that she totally has the hots for me?" she resumed her normal voice, "Or something along those lines?"

Molotov shook his head, smirking. "Not little Shishka. He told me that he loved you. That's why we set the date up, so that he could tell you."

"He loves me…" Courtney whispered in a daze, a smile spreading across her face. At that instant, it felt as if a warm ray of sunlight had embedded itself inside Courtney's heart. Romantic fantasies flashed before her eyes showing her visions of her and Duncan going on dates, kissing and hugging, him whispering sweet nothings into her ear, an older version of her and Duncan standing at a wedding alter, then a older version of herself, dressed as a lawyer ushering too little kids, one boy and one girl, each looking like a perfect mix of her and Duncan, into a quaint living room shouting loving, "Coming in kids! Your daddy's on television!"….

At that part of the romantic fantasies, Courtney immediately slapped herself in the face.

"NO!" She shouted, berating herself, "pull yourself together Courtney! You will not become a drooling, lovey-dovey like Beth!" Courtney took a deep breath and said with great reserve and calmness, "I will take this news and act upon it in a serious and mature manner for one like myself."

Molotov watch, smirking, as Courtney tried to be still and act cool and calm. However, the effect was too much for her. Before Courtney help herself, she had let out a shriek of happiness and leaped into the air, giggling with joy.

"HE LOVES ME!" The spider girl cried, hugging Molotov's muzzle as she laughed, brimming with happiness. "And I love him!"

"Then you better go tell him!" Molotov softly rumbled, his voice muffled as Courtney continued to hug his large snout.

Courtney needed no further persuasion. The girl tarantula tore herself away from her giant friend and raced through the bushes with Molotov right behind her.

Though she had no idea where Duncan had headed, she didn't care. Right now, her heart was kindled with the warmth of love and she felt as if she was walking on air. Her short brown hair flowed behind her as she scurried forwards to look for her true love.

"So that's why he was so nervous during our date!" Courtney brightly mused, pushing leafy branches aside as she made her way through the thick bush. "He had wanted to tell me his feelings! And here I thought he was in love with Gwen!" she laughed, realizing now how foolishly jealous she had been.

"Or even worse, in love with Heath…" The name died on her lips as she finally pushed her way through the last of the bushes and fully saw the stage where the ceremony was.

She stared aghast at a sight that made her breath catch in her throat

"No…." Courtney whimpered, shaking her head disbelief and horror, "Please, no!"

Before her eyes, was Duncan, transformed back to human, handsome and smirking in triumphant with Heather wrapped in his arms.

Haha! THE STORY IS ALMOST COMPLETE! I can't wait to get to the climax scenes! Lots of action and drama coming up! As well as my favorite Justin scene ever. Since lots of reviewers have said that they liked Justin in the story, I would like you guys to know that he will be a character in my other cross over story. He will be replacing Snotlout.

Anywho, since the story is coming to a close soon, I would like to say that at the end of the story, I will have a bonus chapter that will be a Q&A with the author. I will answer any questions that you guys have about the story. You can start submitting any questions you have now along with your review.

As always, hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! Please Read and Review!