After the events of
Season four. Episode 6 Runaway Model .
The story begins
Offscreen supposedly.
(Everything is filmed here.)
Midnight had fallen all across the Boney island, the one that Jo and Sam had left a well-known TDI female cast member on during the Runway Model Challenge.
Lindsay held a long piece of wood with flames coming from it and backed away from the beavers.
"Where's my big purple friend when I need him?" she cried.
Suddenly, a silver plane appeared, and the door swung open.
"Lindsay... baby."
Lindsay spun around and dropped the stick, creating a mini ring of fire around the wild animals.
Hello!
Chris scratched the back of his head and took one foot off the pedal.
"The idiot kids this season forgot to actually save you; here I am," he grinned.
He offered the teenage blonde his hand and she sprinted towards him as the fire behind her spread.
Hugging him tightly, Lindsay thanked him with a small kiss.
Chris decided it was go time.
"So how old are you now?"
She placed a finger on her red lips.
"Uh I'm two birthday cakes behind my big sister Paula so 18 and like three halves"
Chris smiled.
"Low the plane, Chef."
A grunt was heard from the front of the aircraft as it flew away.
Do you want to come back to my cottage?
He pressed himself against her chest as he asked.
He said, "I did save your life."
"Uh huh," Lindsay nodded.
"Full speed ahead!" he triumphantly ordered.
Picking up the scantily clad female in her light blue cowgirl boots and denim skirt, he pressed his lips against hers.
Lindsay kissed him back. She wasn't really sure why; it could have been the whole damsel in distress who accidentally set fire to a set of endangered creatures thing.
She asked, holding her arms around his neck. "Will it be like last time?"
No, do you want to compete again? Chris asked.
"No thanks, I don't want to get hurt by bears or Heathers...oh, and I have loads of lip gloss now."
Chris kissed her again. He loved her complete incompetence and competitive streak; he also had a massive hard-on for her and had done since she first entered the camp at 16 years old.
How would you like to be extremely wealthy, with endless lip gloss?
Lindsay gasped and hugged Chris tightly as they stepped off the plane and into his newly renovated "cottage," which was actually a large mansion overlooking the ocean.
She said, "Yes!" and clapped her hands in excitement.
Woohoo! Chris pulls out a bottle of champagne and pops it open.
He raised his glass and said, "To her hotness." Clinking it with hers.
"Aww, you remembered," Lindsay cooed, sipping on the expensive bubbles.
"Yeah I've been stalk er...watching you for quite awhile" "I know things"
Lindsay listened and didn't seem phased, but instead seemed flattered that this rich but ruthless Reality Show Host had been infatuated with her for the past three years.
He then led her into his large home and held the door open for her.
"Before you go in" .. "I have something to ask you"
Lindsay could see a group of very frail-looking interns assembling flowers, a bucket of ice with wine, and one setting up something that then exploded into the sky.
"Ahhh!" the intern was burned to a crisp, and one of the maids dragged him away before Lindsay could see what had happened.
Chris grabbed her arm and pointed to the sky. "Look...
Lindsey's bright blue eyes glistened as she read the words Marry Me in gold.
Forgetting about the life she had left behind for her cameo role, she spun around and wrapped her arms around Chris.
Yes, I definitely do.
Chris smiled as he embraced the beautiful young woman with a kiss.
He said, "Oh, I almost forgot." He pulled a tiny ring case out of his pocket.
Lindsay gripped her chest.
Chris bent down on one knee outside his mansion as the music started to play from out of nowhere.
Shut up…I'm talking! He growled.
Not wanting to be, well... killed, the interns stopped playing their instruments by the pool lit up by their romantic arrangement.
Lindsay giggled as Chris placed a large diamond ring on her slender left ring finger.
It was mined from the most dangerous parts of South Africa...People literally killed for this ring," he boasted while beaming up at her.
"Aww, that's so sweet," the doe-eyed blonde replied. "I'll definitely be your wife."
Chris threw his hands in the air and then scooped Lindsay up, spinning her around.
He said with a firm kiss, "You're gonna love it here, baby."
"Ooh!" she exclaimed.
He ordered, "Cue the music now."
Beautiful melodies began to play as Chris held his fiancée and gently placed her at one of the crystal-topped tables by the pool. Wine accompanied the scene, along with a beautiful bouquet of roses, free from thorns.
"One more gift," Chris said as he produced a small golden box with a red ribbon.
"Since it's Summer and I want to be able to show you off, My Wifey to be"
Lindsay just nodded and unwrapped the gift. She squealed happily and held up a turquoise bikini with a very skimpy pair of bikini bottoms.
"Thank you," she beamed.
"Anything for my sexy girl," he said with a sly wink.
He happily sighed, "I get to see those boobs every day."
Lindsay stood up and sat on his lap.
pressing her hands along his chest, she whispered in Chris's ear.
"You can do more than just look at them," she said in a very flirty tone, which turned Chris on hugely.
He said, "You know what? Let's skip the pool tonight." Throwing a giggling Lindsay over his shoulder, he carried her to his bedroom.
A large luxurious boudoir awaited them that night, and Chris lived out his fantasies as he finally made the young woman his bride-to-be.
By the time morning came, Chris was wide awake, while Lindsay still slept. "You're very good at pleasing me," he whispered. "I'm going to enjoy living with you, foxy girl." He said as he gave her a series of kisses on her head, back, and then squeezed her bountiful backside.
Lindsay stirred but stayed asleep.
"Sleep soundly foxy" "You have your onscreen Debut tomorrow" ...
He clasped his hands together and said, "As my wife-to-be."
He read from his script on the way down the spiral stairs before heading back to the Shitty side of the island; he had left the remaining teens of Camp Wawanakwa: Revenge of the Island.
"I'm your host Chris and this is my wife to be, Lindsay smoking hot McLean...to be"
Your challenge this week will be...
Wait for it….
Chris and Lindsay's Wedding
He says everything has to be "perfect," and that's the most important rule; he reiterates that point by typing it on his tablet.
First Prize (a trip to Boney Island to collect the remains of the burned wooly beavers). His eyes narrowed evilly as he looked out of his private jet. Instead say a vacation to a quieter safer island retreat overnight.
The loser stays behind and someone gets catapulted at the end of the week while me and my new wife watch.
He exclaimed, "That's pure ratings gold!"
A beautiful fan favourite from TDI all grown up, married to Canada's most well-known television host. "Booyah!" he exclaims as he enthusiastically fists the air while reading.
Note to self: Chris - Keep Lindsay away from radioactive material. I don't want my hot little wife to lose her hair or boobs or anything else that could ruin her hotness or reproductive capabilities. He spoke aloud as he typed.
"Treat her second to none."
"Except me.."
"That's a marriage made in heaven."
TBC
This was just a funny idea I had based on a well known fan theory of how Chris has it bad for Lindsay.