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Ben's Note of Sheer Awesome: Ben has a joke for you. Why does Ben update so fast? Because Kitty/Alistair is adorbs! Not a joke, but hey, I'm me! Anyway, I wanted to start getting back into my Total Drama fics… but for some reason, this has been kicking me in the head. So I was like, 'why not?' We're going to start getting darker in a few of these next ones, but like I said before, I like to stay in the T range. That being said, this one isn't too bad.

Also, to respond to KCL's lovely reviews. Sorry to say it (and this might make you scream) but the review… only reached 783 words. *winces* Don't shoot me! I loved it, even though you were half tired and half of it didn't make sense. (Made me laugh hysterically though.) Also, Kitty's father… is not done with the plot just yet. *hint hint, wink wink* Also, to answer you're concern about the reviews, since you are reviewing as a guest, I have to use my account to moderate them. So about the time I see them is when they appear on the actually review section, as I'm the one who clicks the button to say 'yes, this girl is amazing, you may let her review appear on my story because she's my number 1 fan. At least, in the sense that she's the one fan I love most out of all my fans because she's actually stuck around reading my fic for this long'. Just thought I'd ease your concerns.

Prompt 12: Fade Away

Alistair was still wondering why women were so emotional over things that didn't even pertain to the current situation.

He had been through this thought several times over the past several weeks with Kitty. Without fault, whatever they were doing, Kitty connected with what she was feeling to something completely random, and without fail, every time it was something depressing. Alistair was always there for her every time, but questioned why she asked him such questions.

This next one tested him.

They were currently on their bench. Nothing dramatic had happened for once, and it was simply just the two of them relaxing together. Alistair was enjoying the fact that Kitty was justing resting on top of him and he could just rest his head.

For about five minutes until Kitty decided to ask, "Am I going to fade away once I die?"

Alistair blinked at the question he was asked. "What?" he asked.

Kitty turned her head to look in Alistair's eyes. "After I die, will my memory just… fade? Will I not matter after my death? Will anything I do here… mean anything? Or will all the things I do just… lose meaning?"

Alistair blinked again at the question. He had unlocked a great many things, but death was one thing he didn't really care much for. He had accepted the fact that he would eventually die and moved on. But… Kitty was asking if the world ticked on by without her.

It did. That was the scientific answer, anyway. Even if he or Kitty died, the world continued on. But Alistair knew that Kitty wouldn't want the scientific answer. She'd want something that made her feel as though she was worth something to the world.

"I think," Alistair started, "that yes. You will fade away from the memories of those you love."

Kitty's eyes went wide from hearing that. She didn't expect Alistair to say something so… harsh and blunt. "How could you…" Kitty started to say, but Alistair held up a hand.

"But," he continued, "That's only because they'll have to move on from you. They'll still love you, and you will always have a place in their hearts. But as time moves on, don't you think it would hurt to always have you on their minds? Sometimes, it's ok to let those you loved who have passed on to take the back seat so you're not always mourning them."

"And while the world will still rotate after you're gone," he said, "it doesn't mean you haven't changed the world. You, right now, are doing things that effect the entire outcome of the world. Your choices won't fade because they shape the world around who you touch. And in essence, you won't fade either, because you help shape the world."

Kitty let a tear escape her eye as she leaned in closer to Alistair. "Thank you," she said. "That sounds good enough for me."

Alistair smiled and leaned back to relax. A thought entered his mind right then, and he decided to ask it. "Kitty… this won't happen for a long time. But… eventually, one of us have to die first. I want to know… do you want me to be first?"

Kitty blinked at the question. She certainly wasn't expecting that, especially now, after the question she had just asked. But… "No," she said. Alistair looked genuinely surprised by the answer, so she took a breath to explain. "Alistair, I love you," she said, turning to face her boyfriend. "Thing is… I would die without you. I can't… handle myself on my own. There's things in my head… that I need you to work out with. I would rather die first because… I would break without your support. You're tougher than me, and I don't want you to suffer heartbreak if I do leave first. But… I don't think I could survive without you being there with me."

Alistair noticed a few tears exiting her eyes as she confessed this to him. He pulled her in tighter and gave her a soft kiss. "Ok," he said. "I'm sorry I brought it up." And now he knew: don't question women if all he was going to do is the exact same thing they do.

BN: *is in the girl's bathroom at Hogwarts moaning louder than Moaning Mertle* MM: This guy has problems…. BN: SHUT UP! YOU DON'T WRITE THIS SHIP SO YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW! Anyway, this one was actually an interesting step deeper into the plot. If you didn't catch it, this one was focused more on Alistair this time, not Kitty. The reason for that being is that I wanted to show Alistair grow as a boyfriend and show that he understands what Kitty needs. Sure, he'll still slip up in the future, but I wanted to show that he learns from his previous mistakes.

Also, it's official: I have an issue with crying too much. My friends held an intervention the other day about my crying habits. Yeah, I need help. Help with carrying this bucket of tears I just filled while crying my eyes out writing this chapter that is. :)

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