Let's see what happened! The end...here it comes. Thanks for reviewing, Elizabeth Life Stone, Ali6132 and AvrilLavigneFan2001 (I currently have no plans for an RR story, but if I did it, I don't know who I'd pair Shannon with...I've really exhausted the dynamic with her friends of this cast).
And to the fans of "Now Who's More Evil" who have been asking me to do crossovers, yes, you will finally get to see one! Kerry will be mentioned!
To be honest, there's not much left to tell. About a week after the finale, Sierra posted on her blog that the ballooned All-Stars were fine, reporting that Gwen and Courtney still had their BFF thing going on, Courtney was unofficially dating Scott, Duncan had been sentenced to only six months in prison due to getting handicaps after all the illegal and harmful shit Chris had pulled on the cast over the years, and more. Lindsay just got her roots done (she's a dumb blonde who's not even natural), Lightning and Jo were still working hard to make themselves even tougher and stronger next time a challenge came their way, a new game console had just come out and Sam was trying desperately to find a place where it hadn't been sold out, and as for Sierra herself...well, she was trying to track down Cody.
After all the excitement had died down, I asked Mike what had happened to Mal. He explained that while he'd been trapped in his mind, he and his personalities had found a way to defeat Mal, at the cost of all of them except him, the original, disappearing. As it was, he said, he'd been trapped from the time Heather was eliminated, only being there for a moment during the boat race when he heard Zoey screaming for help.
What next? Well, I put half of my million dollars into an account, you know, insurance saved? That still left me with five hundred thousand to spend. First, I spent some on a celebration of "Total Drama is over" at a cool Japanese restaurant (and I mean the table with the tatami mats in a private room with rice paper doors) with all fourteen of the other All-Stars contestants, and I invited most of the competitors from the fourth season, too. Yep, even those I didn't get along with. And I was pleased to see that Dakota, who arrived with Sam, had started to get help for her mutation. She'd somehow been shrunk down to being the same willowy, tall but not too tall girl she was when she first set foot on the island. Her hair was still green ("It grows so fast that dyeing it blonde would make it look weirder" she explained), but her skin was back to its normal colour, although she still had a tail. Her grammar had gone back to normal, too. Personality-wise, she'd become a lot more relaxed and wasn't as stuck-up as she was before.
I also set up a special date just for Cameron and I, too. "I feel bad about spending all this on myself," I confided, "When you spent your million on everyone else. But then, that is one of the things I love about you."
I did suggest a spa day/shopping spree to Zoey, and she agreed (once I told her I wanted to spend the money somehow), so we both got a makeover and went to tons of shops. Zoey showed me tons of vintage and retro shops I wouldn't have noticed before, which had some awesome clothes that we alternated on buying for ourselves (since there was usually only one in stock that was one of our sizes...I should mention here that I was a size smaller than Zoey).
Chris began a new season on a place called Pahkitew Island. I'm not sure where he found the new contestants, though. They were really weird. I mean, seriously, a shy beatboxer who makes sound effects, a deluded LARPer, a pair of twins where one of them is actually the evil one, a fickle hick, Disney's Snow White, Chris' mini-me, a germophobe, an evil genius, a wannabe evil genius (who decided to make the real mastermind his sidekick, not realizing how much he annoyed her), a knife-wielding but kind of nice antihero, a cool Australian girl, a pageant queen, a zombie conspiracy nut, and finally, a pretty normal girl – a competitive athlete. Shawn, the zombie boy, won and even split the money with his girlfriend Jasmine – the Australian girl.
And a week after that, we all received invitations to a TD reunion party at Playa Des Losers. One which would lead to a lawsuit if we didn't attend. So, last month, I met every single Total Drama contestant ever.
I'll give you a quick rundown of some of the people I talked to. For one thing, Max, the wannabe evil supervillain, was hilarious. He didn't mean to be, but his delusions of grandeur were just so ludicrous. I couldn't stop laughing every time he spoke.
Pageant queen Sugar, who I ended up talking to at one point, agreed with me. But she actually thought Max was a genius. After about one minute, I walked away, muttering "Retard."
As for the old contestants...well, I talked to a few of them. To be honest, I don't think the reunion would've been fun if not for Geoff hyping everyone up. I could've sworn that he was party in one person. To be fair, Owen helped, since he actually liked being on the show and considered everyone a friend. But once we all realized this wasn't a trick and we were here to have fun, they started getting into the spirit, and the rest of us went along with it.
I must've talked to at least fifty of the contestants, and there were only, like, fifty-two of us there. Yeah, the only person I didn't speak to was that woman who was obligated to come even though she only competed for two episodes of World Tour and isn't even a teenager. I forgot her name – all I remembered was that she was forced to compete, which was counted as comeuppance when she kidnapped Bridgette to Siberia. As if she hadn't had enough of frozen weather – that was the season when Bridgette ended up literally locking lips with a pole.
But I spent at least one minute talking to everyone. Usually more, but I had to walk away to hold back from slapping Amy and Sugar (and I mentioned how dumb I thought Sugar was), and one minute of talking to Ella was enough to make me feel like I was getting a cavity. However, it was fun to talk to a couple of the others I hadn't met, like sweet but nerdy Beth, and loud but totally awesome Leshawna (although her dancing skills still left something to be desired).
Half the cast crashed out around the Playa that evening – most people didn't leave. A lot of the couples ended up in a bedroom or on a couch. As for me, I woke up on a sofa, cuddled up to Cameron (we were both so small that we could both fit easily, even if we weren't touching). Actually, we were one of the couples that woke up fully dressed without hangovers. Duncan had been let out of jail by that time, and I'd heard that he spiked the punch. Then I saw one of the new contestants – the girl with the knife – kiss him later on, and then pull him up the stairs into one of the bedrooms.
Well, I guess that's where my story ends, for now at least – the funsized millionaire, or, as Sierra's blogs called me, the Cutie with Claws. This is Shannon Honesty Taylors, signing out!
I hope you liked this story, and where it ended! Shout outs to AvrilLavigneFan2001, Ali6132, and Elizabeth Life Stone for all your reviews, and to all other reviewers, thank you. Bye for now!