Alien Resurr-eggtion
POV. Third person
Chris is standing in front of the trailers, "Last time on Total Drama Action. Sixteen teenagers, one engaging host, a dilapidated film lot, and a lot of money hahahaha, oh, and did I mention a remote-controlled monster? Hahahahahaha, I love this show. Some fared better than others, Cody managed to gather a little resistance and proved once again that not even a creature made of metal is a match for a geek's cunning apparently hahahaha. Then Owen chowed down on fake food props and scored the reward, first pick of the cast trailers, who will be one step closer to the million bucks? Find out on another thrilling episode of TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION!"
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POV. Cody
I was sleeping peacefully in the bed in my trailer.
Out of nowhere I felt warm, soft lips on mine. And an intrusive, wet tongue slipped into my mouth seeking out and hijacking mine, they were giving me a rather heated kiss.
I slowly opened my eyes to see the curly orange hair in front of me. After a few seconds, Izzy walked away, leaving a trickle of saliva between the two of us. She was looking at me mischievously, half leaning over me, she was still in her cute and comfortable light blue pajamas, she had also returned to her loose hairstyle this season. I stared back at her feeling my hot face.
She leaned over and placed her lips back on mine, giving me another kiss that was much simpler but no less enthusiastic. I felt her bite my lower lip and pull it away as she pulled away a bit.
I was now breathing a little heavily, when I spoke to her, "Good morning... Izzy, getting into mischief so early?" I asked her, still a little dazed at waking me up, what time is it for that matter? Look at the wristwatch hanging nearby, 5:40 a.m. is about around the corner for Chris to wake them all up.
"Good morning Cody, since everyone hates you, I thought I'd come and give you some morning love," she said as she rubbed her cheek against mine like a cat would.
I enjoyed the soft feeling of her cheek against mine as he spoke, "I'm not sure everyone hates me."
She stopped and looked at me like she was hurt, "Then you don't want my morning love?"
I rolled my eyes at her, pinched and stretched her cheek making her laugh, "we both know you're too capricious not to come even if I refuse", after being two days back in the real world, it almost seemed like what Izzy and I had was like a dream, and I didn't like it very much. I'm a little worried that I'm starting to develop a dependency on having her around, partly because I've never had someone in my life like this before, plus I know she's a person who likes to flit around if she feels like it, but I'll have to learn to deal with it. That's part of the reason why I don't question her nonsense so much anymore, being now even able to play with her too, if I'm not always going to have her around, then I'll take advantage when I do. It's that simple... More or less.
She gently took the hand on her cheek, "We both know you're not going to deny me coming... even if Courtney comes to break our coconuts afterwards," she said humorously.
Yes, that's something else. So far, Courtney has been playing an annoying and excellent role as a mother hen.
Keeping Izzy and I from doing silly things, but... It is better for her to be grumpy than to be grumpy and miserable.
Being away from Duncan at a key moment in her self-discovery, has helped her to mold herself in a better way, without being so influenced by the criminal, but I will not be so naïve as to think that the problem is solved, the real test will not be an easy task and... Why do I feel something warm and soft in my hand?
I squeezed out of my thoughts to realize that Izzy had pulled my hand away from her face and slipped it under her pajama top, causing me to grab her breast, my eyes widened, I turned a little red, and I squeezed it subconsciously.
"Oh, you came back, you were so lost I thought this was the only thing that would get your attention hahahaha," she said with a red face and a satisfied smile.
As my hand filled with her warmth and softness, I could only think of one thing, "I'm beginning to understand why Courtney is watching us so much... neither of us is well of the head," I said reflectively, if we were like Geoff and Bridgette, I'm sure we'd have a lot of fines for public indecency.
Izzy thought about the matter in her head for a moment, then shrugged, "I don't see the problem hahahahaha," she said downplaying it.
I reluctantly withdrew my hand and sat up on the bed, "well, then there's no point in arguing it, shall we have breakfast?"
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After changing (under Izzy's gaze because she refused to miss the show) we exited my trailer. She went back to the girls' room to change.
Chris came in at some point and sounded the powerful horn of his megaphone, waking everyone up and announcing that breakfast would be in ten minutes.
We were now in line to receive our breakfast of scrambled eggs, the key word of the day.
As expected, everyone had forgotten about the trailer thing.
Geoff and Bridgette were kissing in line. I'm not going to do anything about it, I don't think there's anyone better suited to host The Aftermath.
I saw Gwen and Duncan socializing. If I didn't know how badly that ended, I'd think they wouldn't get any further... In fact, at that time I refused to think that they would go any further, it was what I could consider the worst nightmare... And it came true.
I don't even understand why Gwen started liking it this season, that's where she behaved like an idiot the most. And Gwen, despite the gothic and similar tastes, wasn't particularly cruel, and yet she was drawn to that in Duncan, What the hell do bad boys have that women can't stand them? I'm sure it wouldn't have worked for me.
Owen walked up to the chef with a nauseous face, "ahhh, no eggs and bacon for me, Chef, I'll just have this... Nice bowl of… prunes."
Everyone gasped with trepidation at Owen's decision, give him a few days.
Confessional.
Owen
"My… uh, plumbing's been clogged ever since I ate all those fake food props, pressure buildup's been killing me."
*Growl*
"C' mon, colon. Don't fail me now! Oh, I hear bells," he cried desperately.
End of confessional.
Chris walked into the store, "welcome to day two of TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION!" he said as he slapped a director's clapperboard.
"Are you going to do that every time?" complained Duncan.
"Yes, yes I will," he himself quickly got fed up with afterwards.
"All right then," the criminal resigned.
"Today's movie genre: Aliens!" one of my favorites, "our unpaid interns have been hard at work figuring out what makes an alien movie successful," interns do the research on genres. I rolled my eyes, which explains why Chris didn't have a safe in the camera room. I highly doubt I knew that much about safety before this season, "Chef?" Chris called.
"You got three basic rules, aliens wanna take over the world and start making lots of baby aliens, people fight back, then the military's called in," he threw food in Owen's face, "Yo, Chris! Where's my paycheck at?!" the chef demanded, this season even he wasn't spared from Chris's nonsense.
"It's in the mail," the host said, chef looking at him with murder in his eyes.
"If I were an alien queen, I know who I'd want to have lots of baby aliens with," Izzy said mischievously. Justin next to me smiled, thinking it was him I guess.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough," Heather, who was eating next to her, almost choked on her eggs when she heard her talk.
Confessional.
Izzy
She had a Viking helmet on her head, "Did Heather choke because of what I said...?", her smile became incredibly sadistic, "Or who did I say it for? Detective Izzy is on the case," she looked at the helmet on her head, then exchanged it for a detective's cap with an embarrassed smile.
End of confessional.
"Today's challenge, find an alien egg and return to home base before Mama Alien finds you," Chris said, "the two fastest get to pick the teams this season," if I managed to get the egg, who would I want on my team? One mistake with one person and everything can go to hell. Assuming you can carry between the top two, because it's not just about having an egg, it's about being among the first to do it.
Gwen and Duncan started chattering about their favorite alien movies, all of the bloodthirsty kind. Trent tried to get into the conversation, but it wasn't his forte. And neither did someone else sitting next to me.
Courtney frowned, "Are they good movies?" she asked.
"You really don't know much about movies, do you?"
"Not many, but Duncan seems to like them quite a bit, maybe I should start watching more," or you could find someone else who shares your tastes, how I would love to tell her that.
"Yo, Chris! You got some laser-shooting monster playing Mama Alien?" asked DJ.
"Not quite," the presenter said. Chef was now wearing an alien costume, "You call that slime? Makeup! More slime over here," Chris said, then they threw more slime on the chef who cursed his life for this, "here are your GPS devices, complete with maps of the film lot. Find the alien eggs, but be careful. 'Cause today, you're all on Chef's menu."
"Buhahahahaha," the chef laughed.
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I have to admit, the interns showed off setting up the alien ship scenery, it almost looked like a real movie.
We were all moving together through the surroundings, there was no sign of the chef, the GPS didn't register him either. Izzy was leading with one of the devices, I was almost at the end with the other. She made a comment about the tracking chip in her neck, I've touched her neck many times, and it's not alien, I don't know how, but she has a probe on her neck that tracks the migration of birds.
LeShawna walked up to a door, "Can you feel that? It's like there's something in there cold as ice, with no soul," I'm sure Chris is flattered.
The pipes fumed, Harold freaked out and jumped into LeShawna's arms.
Confessional.
LeShawna
"I have already told that skinny little tadpole that things between us aren't meant to be. Guess he can't get over the lusciousness that is Leshawna."
Harold
"I'm pretty sure Leshawna isn't over me yet. I see the way she looks at me. Like she's un-pantsing me with her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes. Like chocolate almond."
End of confessional.
Heather looked over my shoulder at the device, "I don't get it, where's Chef?" she asked.
"He was a soldier before, he's probably waiting for us to let our guard down," I said, because that's just what chef did.
Out of nowhere, a sticky sound began to be heard. Bridgette and Geoff's lung capacity is not to be underestimated, taking away the fact that watching them kiss was annoying for everyone, how come they didn't physically run out of air?
"Shhhh," Gwen silenced us.
*Pffff*
Owen farted at himself, what a timing, "yes! First one! Hahahaha, smell it," everyone looked at him in disgust, "sorry."
The catchy sound continued, "What is that?" asked Trent, there's no reason to drag out this part, right?
I walked to the corner under everyone's contemplative gaze and then folded it, as expected Bridgette and Geoff were there exchanging saliva.
I shook my head back in tragedy, "It's horrible," I told them.
"What?" asked Beth fearfully.
"Bridgette and Geoff," was my simple answer.
"..."
Many came to see, "Are you serious?" denied Courtney.
Confessional.
Courtney
"I thought keeping an eye on Izzy was already a nuisance, those two need a bucket of cold water, really."
End of confessional.
"Enough of wasting time, we need to capture aliens," Gwen said.
Confessional.
Gwen
"I'm not worried about the chef, with or without an alien costume, I mean, I've seen a lot of alien movies, I know exactly what I'm doing."
End of confessional.
At that point the tracking devices started beeping, "Good thing we're all lined up in a row, huh?" Gwen said sarcastically.
"Yeah, ready for Chef to pick us off one at a time," Trent said nervously.
"We're really gotta work on our strategizing," Gwen said, but was interrupted by the GPS now sounding louder.
"Let's get out of here," Heather said fearfully.
"Which way do we go?" asked Justin.
"North is nice, but east is least, west is best," Lindsay said optimistically.
"Can't argue with that. Wouldn't even know how to," Leshawna said.
Beth, Justin, Lindsay, and Leshawna descended a staircase and were out of sight.
Gwen looked at the map, "map says the boiler room's east of here."
"Alien eggs are always in the boiler room," Duncan said, he's right.
"Uh, yeah, totally. East it is," said Trent, dude, there's no need for you to say anything if you don't know what to say.
Gwen, Trent, DJ, Courtney, Duncan and I headed east, Bridgette and Geoff wanted to join us, but Duncan turned them down, as the kissing couple is always among the first to die in these movies.
The others stayed behind, not knowing what to do, though I'm sure Izzy just wanted to fight with the chef.
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POV. Heather
We left Bridgette and Geoff behind, Izzy wanted to fight the chef, Harold thought he was the big deal as usual, and Owen was clogged, which made him a ticking time bomb.
I would have liked to follow the boiler room group, but with Courtney and Gwen there, I probably would have been used as a human shield, so these three are all I have now.
"Do you think there's another way to the boiler room?" I asked to fill the awkward silence.
"Probably, if the door is in the middle of a hallway, but it could also be hidden in a basement, in which case we'd have to go down, blah, blah, blah, blah," Harold started talking nonstop, my eye started trembling, well I asked for this by opening my mouth.
*Fall*
There was the loud sound of something falling behind us, "Did anyone else hear that?" asked Harold.
Confessional.
Harold
"I may not be the handsomest guy, or the best dressed, or the smartest, but I get my ass kicked a lot so my senses are totally sharpened, I can feel when something is coming, nothing escapes me."
End of confessional.
Chef stood behind Harold while the three of us looked on in panic. He tapped her shoulder and Harold turned around.
"Say hello to eternity," then shot him with his drool pistol knocking him to the ground with force.
"I'm hit! I'm hit!" he said from the ground.
*Bubble*
Owen's stomach began to rumble, "it's time," he walked over to the chef, "take me out, I'm begging you, it's an emergency!"
I couldn't hear the rest as I felt how Izzy carried me on her shoulder and ran away, "hahahahaha, it's our chance, let's go".
"Izzy put me down! I can walk, you know?"
"It's E-scope for you soldier", I'm not going to get anywhere with it, am I?
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POV. Lindsay
We followed the GPS devices to a locked room, there were no alien eggs, I think I chose the wrong path. Although I was sure that the best way is always to the west.
"Oh, how did we get here?" I asked the others, I hope they know since I'm lost.
"Hehehe, if we knew, we wouldn't be lost," Justin said, wow that sounded profound, I'm going to try to remember it
"You're so smart Justin," although I think Cody is a lot smarter... I wish I was like him... Would the genius style look great on me?
"And totally gorgeous," said Beth and LeShawna, boy did I almost forget that part, I'm a little forgetful today.
Out of nowhere the door closed, I don't think that means anything good, right?
"I hate to be the bearer of big bad alien news, but I think this may be a trap," Leshawna said, the three of us hugging Justin worriedly, I don't like traps.
*Spray*
"AHHHHH!", the four of us screamed when alien slime fell on us, this is so disgusting, I hope it's not the kind that melts your face, I love my face.
"Grody", it seems not, at least now I can breathe easy.
"Uh, feels so good," Justin said rubbing drool over his perfect body.
"It looks even better," Beth said.
Confessional.
Beth
"You know what? Models are people too, we stare at them, but they've got feelings just like the rest of us, they've got hopes and dreams, my dream is to marry Justin! My mom says that if I concentrate really hard, one day, all of my dreams will come true."
End of confessional.
Beth is right, he looks great... But, I can't help but feel that something is different... something feels off as I look at Justin... Hmm, I wonder what it is.
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POV. Heather
Izzy and I were walking through a very dirty little house, where did the crazy woman bring us? And why did she run away from Chef? Didn't she want to fight him?
"Why did you choke this morning, Heather?" Izzy asked me casually.
But I almost felt my heart stop for a second, "because of what you said while we were eating," I replied.
She fell silent, which dismayed me a little, what's going on in her head now?
We continue walking in silence, careful that the chef doesn't appear out of nowhere.
"Do you still like Cody?" until she said that and this time I definitely felt my heart stop. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye, but she was just looking around attentively.
"What does that matter? He's with you now, isn't he?" I returned the question defensively, What was the point of this?
"Is that a 'no'?" he asked me back.
"...", what am I supposed to tell her? I'll admit I'm attracted to him, but I fell like I messed things up, even if it wasn't the case, he's with Izzy now, "I don't know," was what I told her.
"Is that true?"
"... I don't know."
She stood in front of me and looked at me seriously, "Do you like him enough to try to steal him from me?"
"No!" I replied immediately before I even thought about it, I felt a little sad now, "I don't think he'd be happy if I did that... so it wouldn't make sense," I said, what was the point of trying to take him when he's already happy with what he's got?" I looked at Izzy's body from top to bottom, she is very sexy and only highlights it more with her unconservative appearance. Come to think of it, we're pretty similar... Does that mean anything?
"Hahahahaha, since when are you so considerate?" she asked me while laughing, "Didn't you kiss him even though I was watching? Interesting, interesting," she continued humorously.
I was blushing, did she have to mention it? It was in the heat of the moment, and I didn't see her complain about it, does she even care that Cody is a pervert with other girls? She showed him Courtney's breasts herself on purpose... Should I ask her?... What a stupid idea. Who asks something like that out of nowhere?... And if I did, what am I supposed to do with the answer? All of this is going to give me a headache.
She turned around and walked up to my face, stared at me to the point of awkwardness, then smiled and walked back to me with her back to me, "so you don't want him enough to steal him from me...", she looked at me sideways with a sadism that sent shivers down my spine, "I wonder how much you like him then... I can't wait to find out," she concluded, looking straight ahead.
I had gotten red like a tomato without knowing it, what the fuck does that mean?
I didn't have time to think as Chef appeared from a corner in front of us, "Found you," said the sadistic cook.
Izzy pulled out a slime gun from somewhere, "I am not going down without a fight, you cook," Izzy said mockingly.
And pandemonium ensued. I ended up in the crossfire, the hallway was too narrow to hide and I was a bit distracted, but I'm not going to deny that it was kind of interesting to see Izzy challenge Chef, almost... hot.
How much do I like him?... I don't think I know myself.
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POV. Cody
We walked through the halls watching for the chef to appear.
"So, do we have to worry about traps on the way to those alien eggs?" asked Courtney, I didn't see any traps around here last time.
"Not really, because no one would be stupid enough to go straight to the most important place in the alien base," Duncan told her.
"Oh, at least that's what the aliens think," Gwen said.
"Hahaha, I guess that makes us idiots, doesn't it?" said Trent trying to be part of the conversation.
"Maybe you are Elvis, because I know exactly what I'm doing," Duncan sneered.
"Hahahahaha," Gwen even laughed, did she really think it was funny?
Confessional.
Trent
"Did Gwen think what Duncan said was funny?" asked Trent, surprised.
Courtney
She looked quite annoyed, "What's up with those two? Since when have they been so close?"
End of confessional.
Finally we came to a door that appeared to be made of steel, the boiler room.
Duncan checked it on the GPS, "bingo, this is it," the offender said.
With DJ's help, he managed to open the heavy door, maybe if it was made of steel.
The boys and I went in, the boiler was next to the wall, all the eggs were piled up in a pit in the center of the room.
"Wow, they look so, real," Trent said, and he was right.
"Woo hoo! We won, yeah!" said DJ.
"Not so fast, big guy, we still have to get the eggs back to home base," Duncan said. Then the GPS started making noise.
"We don't have a lot of time," Courtney said worriedly.
"Quick, lower me down," Gwen said, DJ and Duncan put her down, some eggs would burst on contact, "Ugh. Ever heard of plastic props?", she took an egg and DJ handed it to me.
Look at the alien egg in my hands, if I arrive as one of the first two I would have the opportunity to put together my own team, but what would be the best combination? Would that prevent problems or make them worse? I don't like taking things too far from the original, because that would mean facing a lot of unknown variants.
It's easier to help people when you know what they're up against, Gwen and Trent are classic summer love. They fell in love in the heat of the moment, but they didn't really know anything about each other, when I helped them bond, I was also unaware that both of them are actually incompatible, it's not just that they have different tastes, but that they can't interact well with each other.
But what worries me most is that Gwen will develop feelings for Duncan, even when she's with Trent. Because then I'm not dealing with a love triangle. It's a whole web of deception, where one more person is getting hurt, and then Gwen would definitely be seen as someone much worse than classic Heather.
I can't see the future, I just know how one finished, which is the one I try to avoid, I also don't know how people will act after certain changes, in other words, I'm constantly walking on brittle ice.
I felt a hand on my shoulder that made me startle and I almost threw my egg to the ground.
"I'm sorry buddy, I didn't mean to scare you," DJ told me.
"No, it's okay, I was a little distracted," I replied, Courtney came over as well.
"We've got the eggs, it's time to get out of here," it's true, Chef's here.
I went to the door on the other side, "let's go this way, it's almost certain that Chef is tracking us on the other side," I told them.
But just then Chef came through the other door with his slime machine gun. He himself was full of drool, the fight with Izzy must have been a massacre, "today wasn't my day," he complained as he raised his gun and pointed it at DJ and Courtney.
Before I could consider anything, I felt a hand tug at my shirt collar.
Duncan pulled me in front of the chef to cover Courtney.
*Bang, bang*
I watched in slow motion as the alien drool splattered on DJ, Duncan, and me, causing the three of us to drop our eggs.
"Run!" DJ yelled at the other three. They reacted and ran out the door. I just sat there on the floor staring at the remains of my alien egg in complete shock, did Duncan just use me as a human shield to protect Courtney? Seriously?
Confessional.
Duncan
He was covered in drool, "I told them I have good ideas too, was it necessary to involve the geek? Who knows?"
End of confessional.
Chef headed for the other door, "those who lost should head out of the trailers," was the last thing he told us, then left.
The three of us got up and headed for the exit, I looked at my drool-covered clothes and sighed, then looked at the criminal next to me, "Was that necessary?" I asked the criminal in a bad mood.
"I don't know, but now Courtney owes me one," he said cheekily and not a shred of remorse, I begin to remember why I hate this guy.
...
We made it to the trailers where the others were waiting, all covered in drool.
"Cody!", Izzy called out to me, instead of a spot on her abdomen she was almost entirely covered in drool.
"Heck, what happened to you?" it wasn't like that last time.
"Hahahahaha, chef and I had a hellish confrontation inside of that set, and I think I got a little carried away hahahahaha," she said elated.
"That's an understatement," Heather said sulkily as she tried to get drool out of her hair, she was also full of drool, I guess somehow she ended up involved with Izzy, "And what happened to you? Did the chef really catch you off guard?" she asked.
"No, he caught me doing guard," I said, looking at the criminal, who just shrugged his shoulders unfazed. At least feel some guilt, man.
Izzy hugged me smearing me with even more slime, I shuddered a little, "Did you really have to do that?", I asked, she just laughed as she rubbed against me spreading the slime, it felt very slimy.
"I don't know what you're talking about," was her cheeky reply, I'm going to need a long shower when this is over.
*BOOM*
An explosion was heard near here, Chris dropped his slime bomb, I wonder who managed to save his eggs.
...
A few minutes later, Gwen, Trent, and Courtney sulky walked toward us. Courtney wasn't hit by the blast, none did.
But she had a slime stain on her side, which means she was hit by the chef, plus she didn't have an egg. Trent was wearing Gwen's amulet, they both had their eggs, I imagine things happened differently, but as usual it ended up the same. I sighed; I can work with that.
"We have our two winners, our only two winners. The rest of you really suck," Chris told us, "Gwen and Trent will now be able to pick their teams, which means they'll be competing against each other this season," the host concluded, surprising them both.
"Aw, dude, no," Trent said realizing, it's funny that everyone forgot that detail when Chris mentioned it at breakfast, the excitement of winning with his girlfriend I imagine.
"Hahahaha, et you didn't see that one comin'. After we vote off two cast members in the most thrilling Gilded Chris ceremony yet," many gasped for it, "yes, you heard me, I said two, I'm liking the twos today, must be Tuesday," no one laughed at the bad joke, "yeah, I don't get paid to write this show."
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We were all sitting in the gallery for the Golden Chris ceremony, this place seriously felt like an awards ceremony, when in fact it was an elimination.
Chris stood in the center of the stage in his smart light blue suit, "It's time to cast your votes, under your seats, you'll find your voting devices. Just press the button of the person you want voted off. Oh, and no peeking. Or it's, na, na... na, na, na, na, hey, hey, goodbye~," Chris singed, "hahahaha, if you get a Gilded Chris, it means you're safe, for now," everyone was laughing when the chef showed up wearing a fancy dress, "and the Gilded Chrises go to... Trent... Gwen... Harold... Cody... Duncan... Lindsay... Courtney... and Izzy."
"E-Scope!" she complained angrily, Chris tossing her his prize.
"Fine, E-Scope," he said annoyed, "Justin... Beth... Owen... DJ... Heather," she gave him a bad look, "and last but not least...
...
...
...
...
LeShawna!"
"AHHHHH!" she excitedly yelled and hugged Geoff and Bridgette, "oops, my bad," she apologized.
"But, but, I thought everyone liked us," I still like them, but somebody's got to direct the sequels and it can't be one or the other, it has to be both.
""Liked" being the operative word," Duncan said.
Confessional.
Duncan
"I know exactly who's gonna get it this week," he made kissing sounds as he hugged himself.
Lindsay
"Two words, Bridgette and Geoff."
DJ
"Least they have each other."
End of confessional.
"Any final words?" the presenter asked.
They shrugged their shoulders and kissed again, apparently not. They got up and went to the Lame-O-sine like that. This started by taking them to the studio where the sequels would be recorded.
"Who will Gwen and Trent pick for their teams? Will Izzy ever answer to her actual name? Will Owen finally get some lunch?"
"Thank you," Owen said.
"Tune in next time for another exciting episode of TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION!"
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POV. Izzy / E-Scope
It was quite late at night, everyone else had already fallen asleep, but just in case.
I got out of bed underneath Heather. No one else wanted to sleep with the queen bee, so I volunteered.
I walked over to a sleeping Courtney, "ahem, E-Scope for student council president, vote for E-Scope for student council president," I whispered close to her ear.
She frowned even in her sleep, "never~, that... will be mine~," she said in her sleep.
"Then start writing your campaign speech, because E-Scope came to win."
"Nobody~... is going... to win… before me~," Courtney began to write with her hand, that will keep her busy.
"Hmm," Lindsay shifted in the bed next to me, I smiled, a little joke doesn't hurt anyone.
I leaned close to her ear, "Hi Lindsay, I think you're so cute," I said in a voice very much like Cody's.
"Mmm, thank you~" she said in her sleep, I had to hold back the urge to laugh.
"Would you let me grope your breast?", she started to turn red even in her sleep, how cute.
"Good~".
"..."
"But... just once... you can't~, cheat on, Izzy~", I had to blink twice at this, could it be that she's...
"Who cares about Izzy? You're hotter."
Now she looked angry, "Me... I care~, I won't let you grope me~, if you're going... to speak badly... of her~ zzzzz."
"...", I smiled, this is very, very interesting, I gave her a kiss on the cheek, "dreams Linds, because you are already sweet", she smiled again as she rolled over and continued sleeping.
I made my way to the exit door, "...", but I paused for a moment, "Heather, let's have a lot of alien babies", walked over to Heather's bed and also whispered to her in Cody's voice, Can you imagine if I was an alien?
She shuddered, and turned red, "fine~, but just because I didn't... have another~, alien... you pervert~ zzzzz."
"Pfff," I had to cover my mouth so he wouldn't hear me laugh.
But I think I failed as she now looked angry, "don't make fun of me~".
*Boing*
"Mm~", I had to swallow a moan when Heather moved her hand trying to slap me, but instead she grabbed my breast and squeezed it.
I managed to get her to let me go and she turned to continue sleeping, I headed for the door, and went outside, now with a little more urgency than before.
Walk in the dark without making a sound, make it to Cody's trailer door and enter without knocking.
He was sleeping in his bed, he looked so calm. Sometimes he looks pretty stressed or worried, I don't think he's aware of that. I wonder what's going through his head. It can't be boobs, because then he would have no reason to be stressed.
He looked so cute, he could do whatever he wanted and I would just let him.
I put my hand close to his face, but stopped before I touched him. An idea popped into my head, why not?
I crawled under his sheet, near his pajma shorts. I stroked it over the top with my hand. He made a few sounds, but didn't wake up. Then I pulled his member out of his confinement and began to rub it slowly with my hand. It felt a little mushy. It was a fascinating thing to watch him get up and get harder as I caressed him.
Once he reached a good height, I stuck my tongue out and gave him a slow, wet lick along its full length. This time I wanted to take my time, enjoy it. I always want to try fun things. He grunted a little, but still didn't wake up. So I kept licking it and moistening it to my heart's content.
My body was starting to feel satisfyingly warm, my other hand began to move south, rubbing my aching and already moist lower lips. Not yet, I want him to be awake for that.
I think that's enough licking. I put it in my mouth and started sucking on it, I think I like this better. The sensation of having it slide inside my mouth, while I caress it with my tongue tasting its flavor I quite like.
Cody was grunting more and more. The thought of him waking up and seeing me like this made me damper too, maybe I should take my shorts off, or I won't be able to wear them the rest of the night. Sleeping with roommates is tricky, I miss when I could sleep naked.
With the hand that was caressing me, I slowly took off my shorts, I won't need them from here on.
This made petting myself a lot easier as well. Two curious fingers found their way inside, making me tremble.
I think now I understand why Cody is a pervert, this whole sex thing is better than I would have imagined... though I doubt I would ever have tried it with another man. Although it may not seem like it, I had a hard time trusting Cody to do this the first time. I really thought about it a lot, it didn't come in the heat of the moment. Now I'm glad I chose it, I don't regret anything.
I rocked my head back and forth, moving it up and down, devouring it each time. I loved it when he held my hair when I did this.
After a few minutes he gave a particularly loud grunt, "mmm~", then I groaned as I felt his thick, hot load sliding down my throat, I swallowed audibly. More than the taste, it was the slimy sensation when swallowing it that excited me the most about this.
"Huh? What...?", Cody woke up, lifted the sheet looking into my eyes with a blush and wide eyes, while still having his member in my mouth.
I slowly pulled it out and continued stroking it with my hand, "good night Cody, we have good weather today, don't we?", I asked him with a lazy and dazed smile, my face must be very red too.
He looked at me taking in what was happening, then sighed relaxingly, "Courtney is going to kill us," was the only response.
"Hahahaha, if that's the case...", I got up to straddle him and took off my pajama top, leaving me completely naked in front of him, then I returned his gaze with an anxious smile, "then let it happen after we fuck as much as possible, right?", I said with puppy dog eyes, boys like to be begged, right?
"Hehehehe, I don't think I have the willpower to say no," he replied a little more enthusiastically.
I took his hand and pressed it to my chest like this morning, making sure he groped me this time, "that's stupid, why would you say no?"
He stood contemplatively, "Shit if I know."
"Hahahahaha", this is what I enjoyed the most, the silly and funny moments, it made me feel like I didn't have to hold anything back.
Cody sat down as well, took my face in his hands, and started kissing me. I took off his shirt as we kissed. Once it was off, I hugged him by clinging my body to his lovingly, what? I can be loving.
I swayed my hips, rubbing against him as much as possible. Our moans were muffled by the kiss. Unlike before, many people will hear us if we made noises, and as funny as that would be, I don't want to be interrupted now.
We parted so we could breathe, Cody smiled giving me a bad feeling.
Then he came closer to my cleavage and slowly licked the space between my breasts. I covered my mouth with one hand and hugged his head with the other, holding back the urge to moan, that was a very dirty move.
He started sucking on one of my breasts, nibbling on my painfully hard nipple, only to lick it afterwards with his slippery tongue making me shiver, I really wanted to moan hard.
...
Now I was lying with my face against the pillow and my butt exposed, "Mmm~", I bit the pillow, and moaned a little as he brushed my lips against his tip, which was quite sticky.
"You're very wet," he told me as he continued rubbing it, I grabbed the sheets with trembling hands.
Mustering up some sanity, I tilted my head back and looked at him sideways with a smile, "Is that going to be a problem?"
He smiled too, "no," was his simple reply. Then he started pushing him through my entrance. I could feel his hot stuff slipping inside me with a pleasant constant tingle.
"MMM~", I pressed my face to the pillow and screamed, as he made his way. I'm never going to get tired of this feeling of being invaded.
Once it went all the way in, it started to come out until only the tip was inside, then it would come back in, pushing deep behind me, I could feel it caressing my insides, or was it me the one caressing it? Who cares, it felt good as it filled me, only to then make me feel empty, and then fill me up again, who wouldn't get addicted to something like that?
He continued pumping inside me without stopping, I also moved because every time I wanted more, you could hear the wet sound of both of us colliding. He started moving faster, pushing me a little against the bed every time it entered. My walls were caressed by his member deeper and deeper; I was on the edge.
"Izzy... I... already...", and he wasn't the only one, after a while it was finally time, do I tell him not to do it inside?
"Grr".
"MMM~", ah~, it doesn't matter, it's too late, oopsy. My whole body shuddered. I was breathing heavily, luckily I didn't break his pillow with my teeth. Cody came out and turned me over with everything and pillow, laying me on my back with my legs spread, please tell me he's going to do it, "MMM~", he went back inside me even though I just had a pretty strong orgasm and I was feeling a little sensitive. I hugged the pillow tightly against my face so I wouldn't scream while he fucked me.
He was using me now, and that was turning me on more. For a second, for a millisecond, I imagined Heather in this situation. And I think my insides tightened more, as he grunted and I felt him have a hard time moving.
It's going to be a hectic night today... Izzy loves hectic nights.