Author's note:

Well, I have to tell that this chapter took longer than I expected, but I'm so glad that I finished writing this, because on the next chapter, I will be a slow bonus chapter, but then the official First day off the group, which will be the official setups for what I planed for the next days, the second, third day will be the best chapters I plan to do, hehehehe.

Well, the discord server that I have been sharing my ideas and talking about total drama, and other anime like Fairy Tail, One Piece, Boku No Hero, are on this link discord . gg / mNcMxC2Z

Using this link would get on the server Monster Grafitti fanfics, where I'm sharing with the creator of a Cody time Travel fanfic called Donde Todo Comezó, I really recommend because it was a fantastic fanfic.

And now replying the emails.

Claudia. Tava esperando o seu review Hahahahaha, eu tava me perguntando aonde que estavam os meus compatriotas brasileiros, e tava esperando ver se encontrava todo mundo, mas ainda bem que alguns apareceram, mas voltando ao assunto, to feliz que você gostou daquele capitulo, porém espero que goste muito deste aqui também. Se divirta com tudo que está para acontecer.

duskrider . Thank you for enjoying the chapter. And I'm sure that you are going to have fun with this one as well. XD

Reconomous . Thank you, I was very glad into creating such a chapter, and I'm happy to see my work creating fruition into making more people interested into reading it. I hope you like this chapter.

nickvan2024 . Enjoy this chapter dude, because this will answer some of your questions XD.

Guest . I'm glad that you liked it. I worked very hard into accomplishing many ideas, so I hope you enjoy this one as well. Have fun reading it.

Blagoj Pejov1. Yep, it is.

Djinn. Well, then prepare yourself for this chapter. XD

ton190p. Thank you for liking the chapter.

MatiasND. Don't worry about them, many things are according with the changes related to the total drama, you will understand in the future XD.

Mr. E Guest. Well I'm glad that I made you cry, and about the interviews, we already had all of them on the youtube, they are all equals on the videos watched on the application of the show, I just created Ezekiel (new version), Gwen and Owen since it never showed their versions of it, since they were the final 2. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter. XD

Sleepy Guest. I'm glad that you liked the chapter, but being honest, Sam and Clover probably would be on United States, since they worked on there, and Diana possibly are reuntied with the family of Duncan with his mom, since she is part of their family, Java and Billy I don't know if they exist or not, since they were supernatural on the show, but this is an humanized version reference of the show.

Just a wee guest. I'm glad you liked the chapter, and yeah, having Cody and DJ knowing the deep scare of surprise of the book, and Cody still sore over how Ella almost made him choke was hilarious. I hope you like this chapter.

Hyper LOL Guest . I'm glad that you liked the chapter, and I cannot tell if Stoke will also be a reference of it, but hopefully in the future maybe will have a reference? Who knows? I hope you like this chapter.

Just Guest. Well Tyler got the connections because of Lindsay's dad gave a good name for him to the social circle, which was great for Tyler because he wanted to use the money to buy the new equipment, and now he couldn't help but be happy on how Lindsay's father helped his school.

Ghostly Guest. Yeah, Courtney finally being able to deal with her trauma was a big thing for her, and now she could move on and grow up even better as a person, now that she had the support of her friends and boyfriend.

Eccentric Guest . Well in the trailer I already gave a mention of a possible ship for Harold, you will understand, but also, when I wrote about Randy, I was talking about Scarllet's brother who bullied her by pulling her hair, so she got so angry that she made his toys to attack him all the time, he was attacked so much that he was doing therapy. It shows on Scarlet's confession in the next seasons.

Le quack. Hehehehe, I'm happy you liked it, and you are right, the mothers has an anti-horny spray in cases their children brings their girlfriend or boyfriend and kiss for so long in public hahahaha

KenWil2001. You are completely right, prepare on the next season because things will get crazy.

Isekai kenshi. Then I know I did a great job. XD

nickvan2024 . Well it will be 23 contestants, I'm not sure on what you said, but you are kinda right, later Ezekiel will show to be a force to be recognized.

Wolfang21 . I'm glad that you liked the reference, but to answer your question. Sheila's is Duncan's mother, Diana is his aunt like Alex and Martin are his aunt and uncle. And most of his cousins were Diana's children, but a lot of his cousins and uncles were part of the law force, so that means a lot of members of his family are detectives or policemen and policewomen. Which is funny and ironic to see Duncan and his brothers are the only rebels that it would be treated as criminals, but Martin would always say they would be the best law enforcers because of their rebel style to think outside of box which are the laws. XD Anyway, I hope you liked it.

Well, all the reviews answered. Now have fun with this chapter. XD

Justin:

Justin stepped out of the limousine with a calm, self-assured stride. The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the driveway of the elegant suburban home where he lived with his aunt, Lady Cici Mimi Didi Leduda. Even though he hadn't won Total Drama Island, he knew he had made an impact. He'd learned the power of his looks and charm, and he was ready to use that to his advantage in the upcoming season.

As he approached the front door, he noticed the subtle aroma of expensive perfume wafting through the air. Opening the door, he found his aunt Cici in the foyer, adjusting the strap of an elegant dress. She looked up, her face lighting up when she saw him.

"Justin! Welcome back, darling," Cici greeted, her voice warm as she walked over to give him a quick hug, careful not to wrinkle her dress. Since she always was the voice of reason for her good nephew, good well well-dressed clothing could open doors and opportunities, which also any kind of mess could be the first thing they would point out as a flaw.

"Thanks, Aunt Cici. You look great," Justin replied, returning the hug with a smile. He couldn't help but notice the extra sparkle in her eyes.

"Why, thank you! I've got a reservation tonight with your uncle. He's been working late, so we're finally taking a night to ourselves." She beamed, her excitement evident. Since Justin could understand the excitement, from her being a good beautician, and her husband Willian was a very good graphic designer, which could transform any imperfection on the picture and make it as a good art for publishment, they were a very good combination of a couple.

"How's everything going between you two?" Justin leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms. He gave a good look in the mirror for himself to look at his reflection but was pushed away when his aunt wanted to check if there was any kind of imperfection, like white hair, a wrinkle on her face, or anything that could bother her special date.

"It's going wonderfully. Actually, there's something I should tell you, I'm expecting a baby." Cici's expression softened. Since she knew it would be a good time to tell her nephew about something so important in her life... Justin had been like a son, since the time she and her sister got into a terrible fight on how a person controlling a kid like Justin would be... and as much some would say that Cici was a controlling and manipulative person, she refused to believe and even fought against them telling that she was worst than her sister...

Her sister was a name that she swore to never reveal to the naive and beautiful boy, since she emancipated her sister from her side of the family, and took Justin legally from the hands of such a woman who she hoped would remain in jail for a long period.

Being overdramatic of beauty is one thing... but the obsession to the point of tricking a person into giving his male DNA, just for later to commit crimes to have money to make a test tube baby... It was at the point a special force in Hawaii had to step up and send her to jail.

And since that day, she decided to change her name to Lady Cici Mimi Didi Leduda. And moved away from her native country to a country more welcoming, peaceful, and friendly, where she found the love of her life, she knew that her nephew could be manipulative and naughty a few times, but sometimes he has a good heart on his place, and she knows that he is going to be famous in the future.

"That's great, Aunt Cici. Congrats." Justin's eyes widened slightly, but he quickly recovered from his surprise with a nonchalant shrug.

"Thank you, Justin. I'm thrilled, but a bit nervous too. It's a big change." She smiled, patting his cheek affectionately. Knowing that her nephew would always be happy for her, she couldn't help but find it funny to remember that her baby boy cried so much about her marriage, it had been one of the only times that Justin was allowed to look ugly, and she took a picture of that, which she will always be remembering of the funniest and cutest day of her life.

"Yeah, I bet," Justin replied, his tone casual as he walked over to the kitchen to grab a snack. "So, are you going to be out late?"

"Not too late, but you have the house to yourself tonight. You can order a pizza if you want, the money is on the counter, and there are a lot of propositions of model agencies and fan mails in your bedroom" Cici offered as she adjusted her earrings, preparing to leave. "Try to read carefully the contracts to make sure nothing would damage your beauty."

"Going to do it, aunty. Everything sounds good," Justin said, leaning against the counter. But as Cici was about to walk out the door, a thought crossed his mind, and he called out, "Hey, aunt Cici, where do babies come from?"

Cici froze for a moment, her hand on the doorknob. She turned back with a nervous smile, clearly caught off guard. That was a moment that clearly caught her off guard... a boy wanting the talk at that moment? It isn't something that she was ready to tell and he was ready to hear...

"Oh, well, that's something… we can talk about later, okay?" she stammered, quickly making her way out the door. "Enjoy your night, Justin!"

With that, she hurried out, leaving Justin alone in the house. He watched the door close behind her, then shrugged again, unconcerned. He grabbed his phone, already thinking about what kind of pizza he wanted to order.

As he settled into the plush couch in the living room, he glanced at the stack of fan mail and model agency contracts waiting for him on the coffee table. Smirking to himself, he kicked back and relaxed, feeling confident that his future was as bright as ever.

"Hmm... Kalua pig pizza, it has been so long since I had one." Justin commented as he looked at the reflection of the new possibilities for his own future. And with his aunt Cici expecting a new addition to the family, he couldn't help but feel a little excitement for what the future would bring, for both him and his growing family.

Noah:

Noah stepped out of the Limousine and stared at the front door of his house, already hearing the commotion inside. It had been a wild ride on Total Drama Island, but he hadn't expected the drama to follow him all the way home.

Opening the door, he was immediately greeted by the sight of five of his sisters in the middle of a heated argument. Words flew, hands waved, and there was even a bit of hair-pulling going on. The other two sisters sat on the couch, watching the chaos unfold with amused expressions as if it were the most entertaining thing they'd seen all week. It was as if he'd walked straight from one reality show into another.

Noah raised an eyebrow, closing the door behind him with a sarcastic sigh.

"Oh great, I escape a reality show only to come home to another one. What's next, voting someone off the house? If that's so I guarantee the Playa Del Losers is a top resort," Noah commented with sarcasm as the first thing he decided to tell his siblings he was back home.

The sisters paused mid-bicker, turning to see their brother standing in the hallway. For a split second, there was silence, and then one of the sisters, Sarah, smirked.

"Hey, lazybones. We thought you'd at least make it past the first challenge." The sister commented as the other girls couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. But let's not forget the only reason I was out was because Heather tricked me into using poison ivy. But hey, revenge was sweet." Noah rolled his eyes, unbothered. He knew that everything paid off in the end, especially Heather's humiliation and how much she suffered to lose all the money just like the others.

The sisters exchanged glances, knowing full well what Noah was capable of. They nodded in unison, clearly approving of whatever payback he'd managed to orchestrate. The triple dog dare you that since the revenge made by the Killer Bass was brutal, Noah's revenge wasn't that difficult or terrifying to the point of making them tremble in fear, but still was ugly to watch Heather doing the poison Ivy spa treatment.

As the argument picked up again, Noah spotted his older brother, Jack, peeking out from the bathroom door at the far end of the hallway.

"Is the war over? Can I come out now?" Jack's voice echoed through the door, and Noah couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Yeah the Armageddon is over, the mushroom war ended." Noah strolled over, giving sarcastic remarks while he quoted one of Ezekiel's descriptions of the end of the world, or the birth of Land of Ooo... "The coast is clear. You can rejoin society. Or at least of what remained from such an apocalyptic world."

"I wasn't hiding. Just… taking a tactical retreat." Jack opened the door fully, straightening his shirt and trying to act casual. Amused, Noah was about to make a sarcastic comment when Jack preemptively raised a hand. "Don't even start. I'm not crazy enough to get between them when they're at each other's throats."

"Fair enough." Noah closed his mouth, conceding the point. Shrugging, Noah walked back toward the living room. "So, where are Mom and Dad? Shouldn't they be here breaking up this little civil war?"

One of his sisters, Ellie, called out from the kitchen, one of the oldest siblings who was supposed to be babysitting the chaotic girls, as he declared each of his sisters, while he and his brother were the sole survivors of each fight the girls had over the craziest stuff, like soap opera, clothing, hairdresser, or even fighting over a remote control, it was annoying as the way it always had been.

"They're at some fancy restaurant for their anniversary. Their first date or whatever." When Ellie said those words, Noah already guessed the bad feeling that he was having on his stomach.

"Oh, fantastic. So, what are we betting on? Another anniversary celebration or… a new sibling in nine months?" Noah groaned, exchanging knowing looks with his siblings.

The collective groan from his sisters and brother said it all. They'd been down this road before.

"Welp, I'll just let the chaos resume. No point in getting involved." Noah collapsed onto the couch next to his two amused sisters, pulling out from his suitcase, a book which showed a picture of a sword crossing between the words Adventure Time, volume 1. As the argument raged on, Noah leaned back, feeling oddly at home amidst the madness. "Huh... I'm curious about why they say oh my glob too much... is that kind of some divine entity?"

The girls keep fighting and arguing, not realizing that Noah had one of the books created by one of the contestants, and since each of the girls had to buy their own book of Courage the Cowardly Dog, they would clearly jump in Noah at the time they find out that he had 2 other books with potential story and drama that would make the girls already demanding for more...

But it would be a problem for future Noah, since now he is the official editor of his friend, and already has a cash of 50 Thousand that he will be glad to place in his account at the bank, and then buy something interesting for him in the future. Maybe get enough money to rent an apartment with someone, which anything would be better than living in the constant chaos of...

"HEY, WHAT KIND OF BOOK ARE YOU HOLDING NOAH?" One of the sisters commented which made the bookworm suddenly open his eyes, and realize that he was reading in front of them, and they already made up their minds, too fast than he expected.

"SHIT," Noah commented as immediately the girls demanded attention in trying to find out about the book, and knowing the story of Finn the Human and Simon Petrikov, they will clearly jump on him into trying to find out what's about to happen on the next volume.

"RUN NOAH, RUN," Jack shouted, but it was too late, the girls already jumped on the bookworm and involved themselves in the chaos.

The groaning and curses of the bookworm could be heard in the loud chaos happening in the neighborhood. While their parents seemed to have a romantic night for themselves.

Trent:

Trent sat in the back of the limousine, staring out at his family home, his heart pounding in his chest. He had been dreading this moment ever since the limo pulled away from the Total Drama Island finale. He knew what waited for him inside. disappointment. His mom who is always close to him, would be staring at him in sadness and also disappointment, knowing that he messed up badly. His father, always so composed, had expected Trent to follow in his footsteps, to become an accountant like him. But Trent wasn't an accountant. He was a musician and a dreamer, and participating in Total Drama Island was supposed to be his big chance to prove that to the world.

Instead, it felt like he had let everyone down.

The memories of his time on the island flashed through his mind, making a mess of his friendships, alienating most of the Killer Bass, and worst of all, losing the trust of the person he had cared about the most. He had made some awful choices, from the dirty pancakes incident to watching everything unravel with his crush. Trent had tried to fix things, to mend those broken bridges, but no matter how hard he had tried, it never felt like enough.

"Depends on you...or situations that it would need you to forgive yourself to completely move on with your life" Chef's words echoed in his head... a person he never thought would have been through something similar or worse than he did, and it took Chef years to actually ask forgiveness, if wasn't for the fact the daughter of his friend needed help. From what he saw on the television, Trent knew who was the girl who needed Chef's help.

But that didn't make it any easier.

Taking a deep breath, Trent gripped the door handle, his hand shaking slightly. He wasn't ready for the confrontation with his parents, wasn't ready for the quiet, disappointed looks he knew would follow. The worst part? His father was right. He had embarrassed himself on the show, he'd tried to be the peacemaker, the reasonable one. But in the end, it didn't matter. Everyone, including him, had devolved into chaos, fighting over a suitcase of money, like a pack of animals.

Ezekiel had proven his point, none of them had been much better than the guy who tossed the million dollars into the sea, only for a shark to devour it. And now, because of that madness, Trent and the others were stuck heading into season 2. No break. No redemption.

He sighed and let go of the handle, sinking back into his seat for a moment, staring up at the roof of the limo.

"I'll have to face them sooner or later," He thought. But his heart still felt heavy, and the guilt hung over him like a dark cloud.

Trent sat in the limo for what felt like forever, but finally, with a deep breath, he mustered the strength to face his parents. He slowly opened the door and stepped out, his heart heavy with the weight of everything he had been through. As soon as he looked up, he saw his mom standing at the front door. She looked tired, exhausted, really, but there was a flicker of happiness in her eyes when she saw him.

"Mom," Trent said softly, walking over to her and pulling her into a hug. "It's good to see you."

"It's good to have you home, Trent. Your father and I... we're happy to see you." His mother returned the hug, though it was weaker than usual.

Trent hesitated. He wanted to believe her, but he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that it wasn't the full truth. His father had been so disappointed in him, and it wasn't like things had magically changed because he was back from the show. And looking at his mom, he could tell she was worn out, not just from work, but from something more.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. "You look really tired."

"We've just... had a lot going on, Trent." His mom gave him a small smile, but there was hesitation in her eyes.

Trent frowned.

"What happened?" He knew his mom wasn't telling him everything, so he asked again, gently pressing. "You don't look like you've just been missing me... there's more to it, right?"

"Your father and I have been working day and night, going through a mountain of paperwork... looking over the contract you signed with the show." His mom sighed, clearly reluctant to share, but she finally gave in.

Trent's heart sank. Knowing that a good thing isn't, since the contract of the show meant something was going on, and he feared that it would have been something terrible.

"Why?" he asked, already feeling a sense of dread building up in his chest.

"Well..." His mom hesitated again, then took a breath. "Lindsay's parents were talking about starting a lawsuit. They were furious about something that happened on the show... with you."

"A lawsuit... against me?" Trent felt his stomach drop. He remembered a few moments on the island that might have sparked that kind of reaction.

"We were afraid it might get serious since her parents seemed to have a high influence on the social circle, it was a very hard legal battle that it would outcome, so your father and I combed through every detail of the contract. We didn't want them to have any grounds to take legal action." His mom nodded. She gave a sad smile to her son, which made him feel even worse. "But you slowly helped by asking forgiveness on the episodes, they are still kinda annoyed because of what happened, but at least with everything you passed, they were slowly taking out the charges, which we are hoping to see if we can also use the contract as a way to make them drop the charges once for all..."

Fear gripped Trent as the implications set in. But before he could spiral into panic, his mom added.

"Thankfully, we found a subsection in the fine print. It says that any actions or words said on the show, as long as they weren't criminal, like, you know, assassination or major destruction of Chris's property are exempt from lawsuits." The mother came to give the good news for him. "That was enough for them to stop coming at our doors and demanding us to appear in court, or make your father's agency keep in a constant rivalry with another law firm."

"That's good to know..." Trent's shoulders sagged with relief. "So... they can't sue me?"

"No. You're safe. They can't do anything." His mom smiled weakly.

Trent let out a long breath, feeling the tension leave his body. But his relief was short-lived when his mom continued.

"Your father... he's been working non-stop on this, Trent. Weeks without sleep, pouring over that contract, trying to protect you."

A wave of guilt washed over Trent, heavier than before. His father, the man he had disappointed, had been working tirelessly behind the scenes to shield him from potential legal trouble. He didn't even know how to respond.

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Trent took a deep breath, steeling himself before walking toward his father's office. As soon as he reached the doorway, he froze, his eyes widening at the sight before him. The room was a complete disaster, papers were strewn across the desk, spilling onto the floor. The normally tidy office was covered in charts, notes pinned to boards with arrows, numbers, subsections, legal codes... everything his father usually referenced when he talked about his cases.

But this wasn't just any case. This was his case.

Trent had never seen his father's office in such disarray. Even though he wasn't an accountant like his father wanted him to be, he always respected his dad's strict professionalism. This chaotic scene looked nothing like that. His dad must have spent weeks on this, poring over every clause, every line in the contract. And it was all for him. For Trent.

His guilt deepened. He knew he had let his father down by not following in his footsteps. His dad had always wanted him to be an accountant, and yet, here he was, a musician, a failed Total Drama contestant. He couldn't win on the show, and now his father had to clean up the mess Trent had left behind.

As he stepped further into the office, his eyes landed on his father, slumped over the desk, fast asleep. The exhaustion was written all over his face, and Trent felt a sharp pang of guilt in his chest. His dad had been working himself to the bone, all to protect him from something Trent hadn't even thought twice about when signing up for the show.

For a moment, Trent thought about leaving, letting his father get the rest he desperately needed. But as he turned to go, his father's voice, groggy and weak, cut through the silence.

"Trent..." His father's head was still resting on the desk, but his voice was clear. "I know you want to live your life... chase your dreams... but please, pay more attention next time."

Trent stopped in his tracks, the words sinking in. He stood there for a moment, taking it all in. His father, even after everything, wasn't angry. He was still trying to guide him, to protect him in the only way he knew how.

Silently, Trent's eyes wandered over to a pile of papers on the edge of the desk. Among them, he spotted his contract—the one that had nearly put him in serious trouble. He picked it up, turning it over in his hands.

As he stood there, staring down at the contract, he knew what he had to do. He couldn't change what had happened, but he could be better prepared for next time. Season 2 was coming, and this time, he'd be ready.

Owen:

Owen stepped out of the limousine, a wide grin plastered on his face. Despite the insanity of the final episode, he was thrilled to be back home. As he reached the front door, it burst open to reveal his mom, dad, and his brothers, Johnny and Gavin, all waiting with eager smiles.

"Owen!" his mom cheered, rushing forward to envelop him in a tight hug. "We've missed you so much!"

"Owen, you big legend!" Johnny chimed in, giving him a hearty slap on the back. "You made it to the final episodes!"

"You were hilarious, man!" Gavin added, eyes wide with excitement.

Owen, still riding the wave of excitement from his return, laughed and hugged each of them in turn. "Oh, it's so good to be home! I've got stories for days, guys! And let me tell you, that final challenge? It was insane!"

"Sounds like you had a blast. Proud of you, son!" His dad grinned. Giving a good bear hug to his little blonde boy, who had almost the same weight as him.

As the family continued to gather around Owen, his mom's nose twitched slightly. "Sweetie," she said, leaning in, "is it just me or… do you smell like… peppers?"

Owen froze for a second, his mind flashing back to Ezekiel's final act of chaos: the "Dancing Diablos," peppers that had exploded in his face, leaving him burning in spicy agony. He swallowed hard, feeling the phantom burn return to his skin.

"Uh… yeah," Owen stammered, forcing a laugh. "It's just, uh, something from the last challenge! Nothing big, haha!" He tried to brush it off, but his brothers kept sniffing the air.

"Whoa, bro, you smell like a taco truck!" Gavin teased.

Owen felt a shiver run down his spine, as the memory of Ezekiel's prank made him tremble. But he shook it off. "Okay, enough about that! I'm home, and I'm ready to celebrate! Season two, here I come!" He raised his arms in triumph.

Before anyone could respond, a slow, sarcastic clap echoed from behind the family.

Owen's triumphant grin faltered, and he slowly turned to face the source of the clapping. His eyes widened in disbelief.

Max.

His cousin stood there, smirking, with a look of smug satisfaction. Owen's heart sank. "Oh no…"

"Owen," Max drawled, "I see you've returned from your pitiful attempt at reality television."

"Max!?" Owen sputtered, glancing nervously at his parents. "W-what are you doing here?"

His mom spoke up, oblivious to the tension. "Oh, honey! Didn't we tell you? Max is staying with us for a few days. There was some… incident at his house. Something about a chemical smell? Anyway, the cleaners are still working on it, so he'll be here for the rest of the week!"

Owen's face paled. "The rest of the week?"

"Five days, buddy," Johnny said with a grin. "You two cousins together again—should be a blast!"

Max's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with evil glee. "Oh, yes. A blast indeed."

Owen's panic only deepened as he recalled the incident that had led to Max's temporary stay. Max had tried to recreate Ezekiel's infamous stink bomb, "El Mongo and La Muerte," which had nearly killed Owen during the show. The experiment, of course, had blown up in Max's face—literally—leading to the whole house being fumigated. And now, Max was here… in Owen's house… for five days.

"Y-you've gotta be kidding me," Owen muttered under his breath, while his family remained blissfully unaware of the villainous chaos Max was capable of.

Max leaned in, lowering his voice so only Owen could hear. "Don't worry, dear cousin. My evil plans are progressing nicely. Soon, I will dominate—"

"Hey, are you two gonna come inside or just stand there whispering?" Gavin interrupted, waving for them to join the rest of the family.

Owen forced a weak smile. "Y-yeah, coming, coming…" He reluctantly walked inside with Max by his side, the tension between them growing with each step.

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At the dinner table, Owen's parents and brothers continued to chat excitedly about his return, but Owen couldn't shake the sense of doom that hung over him. Max, sitting across from him, occasionally flashed him sinister smiles.

"So, Max," their dad began, "any big plans while our little pharmacist is staying with us?"

"I'M NOT A FARMACIST UNCLE DAVID," Max said angrily, as he then composed himself and smiled at him " And I have many plans. Plans for world domination. Plans that will leave an indelible mark on history. Soon, when my plans come to fruition, the world will be under my control. No one will be able to stop me!"

He then tried to do his evil laugh, but it was very unsuccessful, and everyone just chuckled while Owen was the only person who was sweating a lot at that moment, into seeing the true colors of his cousin, the true evil incarnated on the world, the person who indeed would do everything to conker the world.

He needs to do something, anything.

"Mom, Dad! Max is serious, he's talking about world domination again!" By telling his parents once again... Which never worked before, but maybe someday they will see Max was indeed a person who needs to be stopped.

"World domination? Oh, Max, you're a riot! Always with the imaginative stories." Then David, the patriarch of the family chuckled as he even slapped the back of the purple-haired boy who was narrowing his eyes to his uncle.

"He's just playing, sweetie. You boys always come up with the wildest ideas." Amanda, the matriarch of the family commented that Max had his entire face looking red in annoyance, while Owen couldn't help but lament that it wasn't the first time they didn't believe him, and it was once again up to him to stop his cousin.

"I will rule the world! This isn't a game!" Max said angrily and this time the oldest cousin laughed hard, as he even shared a tear.

"Come on, Max, you're like a mini evil mastermind. I love it." Johnny commented as it made Max groan in anger, and he even decided to walk away from the table, to go to the bathroom to scream in anger.

"Man, it's like from a cartoon or something. Classic." Galvin added that it took a few seconds until Max returned, and everyone in the family still ate the food like nothing just happened.

Owen shifts nervously in his seat, recognizing the look on Max's face. He knows Max means business.

"I'm telling you, he's not joking this time. He means it!" Owen whispered, as he didn't understand why nobody would believe him, since he was telling the truth, Max wanted to do everything possible, and the more they ignored him, the more they drove his cousin into planning the conquering of the world.

"I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE! AND YOU ALL WILL BEG FOR MERCY WHEN I CONTROL EVERYTHING!" Maxi shouted angrily he was very annoyed that nobody was taking him seriously, except for the person who didn't want to be like him.

The entire family erupts in laughter, thinking Max is just playing along with their teasing. Max fumes, crossing his arms, while Owen sinks into his seat, realizing once again that he's the only one who believes him.

"This is gonna be a long five days..." Owen murmured to himself, as he now felt obligated to make sure Max wouldn't try to destroy the house or create the apocalypse or a zombie army, or something that could cause the end of the world.

And it seems that was only up to him to save the world.

Leshawna:

Leshawna's limousine appeared in front of her friend Jasmine's house, a place that had always been her second home. After the whirlwind that was Total Drama Island, she was looking forward to spending some quiet days with her childhood friend. Her parents live in another state, and while she misses her parents dearly, she is an independent girl. So she became roommates with her best friend while it was the closest place for her to stay before returning to the show. So at the time she appeared in the house, there was something comforting about coming back to the familiar. She hadn't expected a big welcome party or anything, but she had hoped for at least a little more excitement from Jasmine.

When she opened the door and stepped inside, there was no loud greeting, no big celebration. Just Jasmine sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the television. The sound of the TV filled the room, and as Leshawna put her bags down, she cleared her throat to get Jasmine's attention.

Jasmine looked up, smiled lazily, and waved her over. A girl who was slim, with a beret on her head, and a big nose greeted her friend.

"Hey girl, come sit down. You gotta see this!" she called, patting the couch without even turning her eyes away from the screen.

Leshawna rolled her eyes but walked over, sitting next to her. On the TV was some ridiculous reality show about a bunch of people trying to survive on a desert island with no clothes. One woman was in the middle of a furious rant, screaming at her teammate for choosing swimming goggles as their only survival item.

"You've got to be kidding me," Leshawna muttered, watching the chaos unfold. "Did that idiot seriously choose swimming goggles instead of a knife to help them to survive?"

Jasmine laughed, completely absorbed in the absurdity of the show.

"I swear, girl, you can't make this stuff up. Look at this fool!" she said, pointing to the screen as the camera zoomed in on the guy who was sheepishly trying to defend his choice of goggles. "What a loser. I bet after that, the boy isn't going to lay on the sand if you get what I mean? Hahahahaha."

"I bet that girl is going to beat the shit out of him later when they don't get a fish," Leshawna commented as both started laughing but still she leaned back on the couch, crossing her arms, half-annoyed but half-amused by her friend's lack of enthusiasm for her return. "You know, I just survived Total Drama Island, and you're sitting here watching this? I admit, it was funny to see these two trying to survive on the desert island, but I would pay good money to see them jumping from a cliff into a river full of sharks,"

"Oh, come on, Leshawna. I figured you'd wanna watch something mindless after all that drama. Plus, you know this is your type of entertainment. It's like Total Drama but with less clothes!" Jasmine finally looked away from the TV for a moment and grinned. The comment really made the ghetto girl roll her eyes.

"Girl, please," Leshawna said with a smirk, "If you were on Total Drama, you wouldn't last a day. Trust me, this ain't got nothing on what I went through."

"I could've handled it. You know they wanted me for season 2, right? Just wait until they see what I can do when I'm on TV. I'll be the star." Jasmine shrugged, her eyes drifting back to the screen.

"Sure, Jasmine. You keep telling yourself that," Leshawna rolled her eyes again but couldn't help but laugh. Settling into the couch, knowing they'd catch up properly later. Right now, she'd let her friend have her fun. Besides, after the chaos she'd been through, some mindless TV and a bit of normalcy was just what she needed, even if Jasmine's commentary was a little annoying.

As the show continued to unfold in all its ridiculousness, Leshawna felt a small sense of comfort. No matter how annoying Jasmine could be, she was still her best friend. And it was good to be back where things made sense, even if only for a little while before the chaos of season 2 hit her again.

Cody:

The night was dark, with only a few dimly lit windows scattered across the quiet neighborhood in Muskoka. Slowly, one by one, the houses turned off their lights, signaling the end of another peaceful day. Yet, in the shadows near a particular home, there was one figure who hadn't the slightest intention of sleeping.

Hidden behind the bushes, Sierra crouched low, her fingers deftly adjusting a huge banner she'd made, emblazoned with "WELCOME HOME, CODY!" in bold, glittery letters. Brightly colored balloons bobbed gently in the night breeze, attached to the edges of her creation. She was practically vibrating with excitement.

"I'm not obsessed. Not obsessed," Sierra muttered to herself, a wide grin plastered on her face. Her heart fluttered at the thought of seeing her idol, the person she knew would be arriving any minute. Cody, her beloved, was returning home after Total Drama Island. His parents and little brother were on a cruise ship, which meant he'd be all alone for five whole days. The perfect chance to finally meet and connect with him in person.

For five long hours, Sierra had waited. It was now almost 1 a.m., but she didn't mind. Her dedication was unwavering. He's probably just stuck in traffic, she thought to herself, glancing down the empty street. Any second now... She giggled, her mind racing with thoughts of their imminent meeting.

What Sierra didn't know was that Cody had taken a ride in Katie's limousine, planning to stay with her for the next few days. But Sierra remained blissfully unaware, clutching her banner, her eyes wide with excitement.

"Any second now..." she whispered again, rocking slightly on her heels.

Across the street, one of the tired neighbors was watching the scene from his window, his brow furrowing. Finally, he'd had enough. Armed with a garden hose, he stepped outside, heading towards the overly enthusiastic girl who had camped out in front of their home for hours.

As the man approached, his footsteps barely noticeable over the hum of the cool night air, Sierra remained oblivious. Her eyes were fixed on the dark road ahead, waiting, whispering, "Any second now..."

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"Brrr" Suddenly Cody shivered as his entire body trembled, while both Katie and her mother Jessica watched Cody shiver and palled. "Oh, I just felt a chill goes through my very soul,"

"Oh, yeah, mom's sloppy Joe's tends to do that," Katie commented as she herself was enjoying a good dinner meal with her mom, she even shared the good stories on how have been the playa del losers, with the mother who was nodding at the stories. "So then Duncan started destroying everything. Me and Sadie knew that we screwed up so badly that we quickly had to go to the kitchen and prepare his birthday cake..."

"Which is March..." Jessica added which made Katie blush to see that her mom already guessed. "I'm surprised that you didn't say Gwen, since her birthday is in 5 days."

"WAIT, REALLY?" Katie shouted as she suddenly felt herself remembering Trent talking to Cody about Gwen's birthday being on Halloween... "Err... ops?"

"Well, at least Duncan forgave you, Sadie and Courtney, because from what I heard his mom telling, he tends to be annoyed for weeks," Jessica explained as she looked at Cody who was still palled. "Do you need something, Cody? Didn't you like it?"

"Oh no, I'm fine. These taste great ma'am, it's just I kinda felt something telling me that I dodged a great bullet and I'm really appreciating the happiness of my life. And I'm glad that my parents took Zack with them, it would be hard for Zack to be living on his own while I was on the show." Cody commented as he explained to both his girlfriends, but that made the mother actually blink in surprise.

"I didn't know you had a brother, especially a younger brother," Jessica commented as she now would find something interesting for her to share with the other mothers, since they loved talking about gossip, adding something more to spice up the conversation with her best friend, and that would make sure everything would be special before the group would return to the show. With even more challenges ahead. "I'm sure that they are all proud of you,"

"Oh yeah, that's for sure. I feel like Zack is going to be in disbelief if he sees that I got this babe with me," Cody commented as suddenly felt the hands touching from his girlfriend, who had been smiling at him. A good heartwarming feeling for the mother to see the duo so happy and in love.

"Well, that's good to hear, and being honest with you. You being alone by yourself for 5 days it's a very difficult way of enjoying a break, I'm glad that now I can keep an eye on you both," Jessica commented as she looked at the teenagers blushing in front of her, which made the matriarch of the family laugh on that situation. "Okay, okay, I already had my fun. Tomorrow I will tell some funny stories about what my little girl and her best friend, the daughter of another mother did in the aquatic park."

"PLEASE, DON'T TELL HIM THAT," Katie shouted in panic, as she could see the evil smirk of her mother, as she was practically begging her mom to not embarrass her in front of her boyfriend, and while Cody felt confused. He preferred to not get involved in whatever discussion or history both mother and daughter were going to do tell or fight, but still, he somehow felt that this was way better than returning home.

"I don't know why, but I kinda like this..." Cody commented as he could see that these 5 days would be very fun for him and his girlfriend.

Beth:

The air was cool and fresh as the limousine rolled to a stop on the dirt path leading to Beth's family farm. The familiar sight of the old barn and farmhouse brought a surge of warmth to Beth's heart. The stars twinkled brightly in the clear night sky, and the distant hum of crickets filled the air. After the whirlwind of Total Drama Island, it felt so good to be home, even if it was just for a few days.

As Beth stepped out of the car and onto the gravel driveway, the door to the farmhouse creaked open. A figure rushed out, moving quickly across the porch steps, her mother. With a bright smile on her face, Beth dropped her bags and ran toward her, arms wide open.

"Beth! My baby girl!" her mother cried, catching her in a tight, warm hug. Beth melted into the embrace, feeling the comforting familiarity of her mother's arms around her.

"I missed you so much, Ma!" Beth said, her voice muffled by the hug, but brimming with joy.

"Oh, Beth, we missed you too. Your pa and little Rusty are already fast asleep, they've got work on the farm bright and early tomorrow, but they'll be so happy to see you in the morning." Her mother pulled back, still holding her by the shoulders, tears glistening in her eyes. She gave her daughter another squeeze. "But tonight, it's just us girls. Come inside, let's talk about everything."

Beth followed her mother into the cozy farmhouse. The smell of freshly baked bread lingered in the air, and the warmth of the kitchen stove made the house feel even more welcoming. They settled at the kitchen table, where a plate of homemade cookies waited as if her mother had known she'd be hungry after the long trip.

"So, how was it, really?" her mother asked, pouring them both some milk, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "You've got to tell me everything, sweetheart."

"Ma, it was... so crazy, but I made some amazing friends! Heather and Lindsay, they're my best friends now. I know it's weird, especially with how everything started, but they really looked out for me, Ma. And I did the same for them! We've been through so much together, and I wouldn't have made it without them," Beth grinned, feeling the excitement bubbling up inside her. As she was talking about the best moments of what her friends said about her, and what they did to help her, even the time she accidentally brought the curse on the island, Heather was willing to sacrifice herself to help her break the curse. And how her best friends were the ones who went to the finals. They even became great friends after the show. "And they said I can visit them in a few days to meet their family."

"That's wonderful, honey. I'm so glad you found people like that. I knew you would. I always told you, that if you follow your heart and work hard, good things will happen." Her mother's face lit up with pride as she listened.

"You were right, Ma. You always are." Beth smiled, nodding. Since the positive side and the future would look bright for her and her friends, now the curse was broken, she felt that everything was going to be great for them.

"I'm so proud of you, Beth. You really did it. And there's something else, I made an appointment for you at the dentist for tomorrow." Her mother took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Tomorrow?" Beth's eyes widened slightly. Surprised to hear such a sudden comment, especially since she didn't expect to have an appointment somewhere.

Her mother chuckled softly, clearly anticipating her daughter's reaction.

"Yep! It's time to get those braces off! I know you've been waiting for this day, and I think it's about time. Once they're gone, the world is going to open up for you even more." The mother as humble as she was, decided to show one more advice knowing that her daughter would go through places, especially since she knew that everything was going to be great for her daughter.

"No way, Ma! That's awesome! I can't wait to tell Heather and Lindsay! They'll be so happy for me!" Beth's face broke into an excited grin. The thrill of it all sinking in.

"I bet they will. And I'm sure they'll be just as proud of you as I am." Her mother nodded knowingly, her eyes twinkling with affection.

The two sat together for a while longer, sharing stories about the farm, the show, and everything in between. The bond between them felt stronger than ever, and for the first time in a long while, Beth felt truly at peace.

Heather:

The elegant mansion of Heather's parents was the epitome of luxury. Set on the hills, their estate boasted high, vaulted ceilings and grand, arching windows that framed the serene twilight outside. Inside, the polished marble floors gleamed beneath crystal chandeliers, casting soft reflections throughout the room. The walls were adorned with tasteful modern art, expensive sculptures, and the occasional family portrait, all arranged to perfection. The flickering light of the grand fireplace bathed the room in a warm, inviting glow, adding to the ambiance of the evening.

Heather's parents, poised and sophisticated, sat comfortably in plush velvet chairs near the hearth. The crackling fire added an orange hue to the rich mahogany wood paneling that stretched across the walls of their vast living room. They both held glasses of fine red wine, the rims sparkling as they swirled the liquid gently. The decor around them exuded refinement, from the intricately woven Persian rug beneath their feet to the grand piano standing elegantly in the corner, waiting for its next symphony.

"I can't believe how our Heather feather has changed so much in these 9 weeks," The father commented as the Korean Canadian Matriarch nodded her head she sipped her own delicious wine and she looked sweetly at her husband.

"And the first thing she did wasn't even ask us for money to take her to a mall but to ask only for our driver to take her there. Heard that she wanted to buy something good since she was going to visit Lindsay's family in a few days." The mother commented, which made the husband blink and ponder about one thing.

"Didn't they also invite us as well?" The husband commented that he could have remembered if that was the case, since Lindsay's father was also a very well-known rich person in the social circle of Canada, and it would have been a great time for him to ask him into a good sports of golf together.

"I don't think so, remember what she said when we ate the dinner together?" The mother asked, leaving the man passing a few seconds, until the answer came to his mind.

"Ahh, yes, she asked for us to don't let her siblings follow her while she goes to take our driver to take her to a farm which she will take Beth with her, and then they are going to visit Lindsay together, I should have paid more attention." The father chuckled as he slightly tapped his head. "Oh, how silly me, but I gotta say that she was very polite when she said she was taking our driver with her. "

"Yes, she didn't curse your name, didn't break anything, she just said calmly as she was determined. It was indeed sweet of her, to not break the new plates we had." The mother agreed as the husband nodded his head at her.

"Slowly she is getting very sweet, just like we already deemed honey, I think in the future she will have a great time with her friends, and when she reaches success, she will have a happy life as she always desired." The father commented as the mother quickly gave a kiss on his cheek.

The house was a pristine reflection of their high social status, filled with elegance, tranquility, and the quiet confidence of people who had everything under control. Everything was in its place, polished and perfect, just like the image Heather's parents presented to the world.

Suddenly, a loud voice cut through the serene evening.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A young male voice echoed from the corridors, accompanied by the frantic sound of running feet.

"LET ME KILL YOU, DAMIAN! LET ME KILL YOU!" Heather's unmistakable voice followed, shrill and determined.

Footsteps thundered through the house, racing up and down the lavish corridors. The sound bounced off the polished wood floors, reverberating through the high ceilings, but Heather's parents barely flinched. They exchanged knowing looks, the ghost of a smile playing on their lips.

From elsewhere in the house came the sound of the other siblings, two boys and two girls, cheering wildly. Some egged on Heather, while others rooted for Damian's escape. Their playful chaos filled the mansion, but amidst the racket, there was no sound of breaking glass, no clattering vases, or toppling furniture. Heather, it seemed, had learned some restraint.

In their private bubble near the fire, Heather's parents raised their glasses with subtle satisfaction. The clink of their wine glasses touching was the only sound that mattered to them at that moment. Both parents basked in the quiet pride of knowing their daughter had become more patient since her return from Total Drama Island.

The mansion remained unmarred by destruction. This, to them, was progress.

"To Heather Feather and her friends who helped her to make our little daughter the sweetheart we always tried to bring on her..." The father commented as he raised his glasses, and his lovely wife did the same as both shared a good wine together.

As the muffled sound of Damian being caught and Heather's triumphant shrieks filled the halls, accompanied by cheering from the girls and booing from the boys, both parents leaned in closer. With a serene smile, they shared a tender kiss, comforted in the knowledge that, despite the uproar, they had raised their children with love and care. Life, in its perfect, chaotic way, was as it should be.

Lindsay:

Lindsay stumbled into her bedroom, her legs heavy from exhaustion. The grand doors closed behind her with a soft click, leaving her in the silence of her enormous suite. Her room was a reflection of her family's wealth, luxurious and meticulously designed, from the velvet drapes that adorned the tall windows to the extravagant chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The soft glow of the bedside lamps cast a warm light over the space, highlighting the many framed photos of herself placed on her bedside table. Each photo captured a different moment: her smiling at the beach, posing at a fashion shoot, and of course, her face beaming from the final day on Total Drama Island.

She barely noticed the lavish décor anymore. Instead, her gaze went straight to her oversized bed, triple the size of a normal one, nestled in the center of the room, covered in satin sheets and pillows that looked softer than clouds. It called to her like a beacon, and she didn't waste a second before kicking off her shoes and collapsing onto them. The plush mattress seemed to swallow her whole, and for a moment, she just lay there, face buried in the pillows, too tired to even pull the covers over herself.

The events of the day swirled in her mind, a blur of excitement and exhaustion. After returning from Total Drama Island, she'd been immediately whisked off to her school, where her best friends Bree, Maggie, and Heidi had thrown a massive celebration. The entire school had been transformed into a shrine for her, with banners featuring her face as the "winner" of Total Drama Island plastered everywhere, even though she hadn't won. It didn't matter, her popularity soared. Students cheered, took pictures, and treated her like the star she always dreamed of being.

Then there was Dusty, the biggest celebrity magazine in Canada. They had shown up at the party, dragging her into an impromptu interview where she had to recount her experience on the show. The flashing cameras, endless questions, and the pressure to sound coherent when all she wanted to do was nap, it was a whirlwind. She remembered giving vague answers, nodding, and smiling through the interview, but by the time her parents had arrived, she was barely able to keep her eyes open.

Her parents and sisters, Paula and Charlie, had come to take her home. They were all excited, of course, fussing over her as they pulled her from the media frenzy, but she didn't remember much. Had she hugged them? Thanked them? She couldn't even recall. It all felt like a foggy dream, and now that she was home, all she wanted was sleep.

A knock on the door echoed softly, and within moments, her staff entered the room. The butlers and maids moved quietly, gathering around her to help Lindsay prepare for bed. One of the maids gently removed her earrings and set them on the bedside table, while another pulled back the heavy blankets on the bed. They worked in perfect synchronization, helping her out of her clothes and into the silk nightgown that had been neatly placed at the foot of the bed.

Lindsay, barely aware of the fuss around her, let them do their jobs without a word. She was too tired to even say thank you. As one of the maids adjusted the pillows beneath her head, the other dimmed the lights, leaving just the soft glow of the fireplace that crackled across the room.

Before she knew it, her eyes had already fluttered shut. Her body sank deeper into the mattress as sleep took over. The world faded away, the whispers of the maids and the gentle closing of doors becoming distant echoes as Lindsay drifted off. All the chaos and excitement of the day, the parties, the interviews, the attention, it all melted away into the peaceful silence of her dreams.

The room, now quiet and dim, was left in perfect stillness, with Lindsay sleeping soundly in the comfort of her grand, luxurious bed.

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Hours slipped by in what felt like a blink. Suddenly, Lindsay's eyes shot wide open, and she groggily glanced to the side of her enormous bed, squinting at the clock. 7 o'clock. Was it morning? Or maybe evening? Her foggy brain struggled to process the time, the soft glow from the curtains making it hard to tell. But as she shook her head, she remembered the routine she had grown accustomed to at Camp Wawanakwa, where mornings came early and unpredictably.

"Morning, Hea—" Lindsay began to greet her best friend when the reality hit her like a ton of bricks. She wasn't at camp anymore. She wasn't in the cramped, uncomfortable cabin she had shared. She was back in her luxurious bedroom, surrounded by expensive furniture, fluffy pillows, and perfectly coordinated decor. For a moment, she stared blankly at her surroundings, trying to shake off the drowsiness that clung to her. Memories from last night began to flood back in, returning home, the party, the interviews, and the blur of exhaustion that had left her barely aware of anything.

With a sigh, she tossed the covers aside and slipped out of bed, her feet sinking into the plush carpet as she padded toward the door. As she made her way downstairs, the grandness of the house began to feel more familiar with each step. The wide, polished staircase, the massive chandelier overhead, and the elegant family portraits lining the walls all reminded her that she was back in the world of luxury she had missed.

When she reached the kitchen, she found her parents, Lucy and Lilly, sitting at the breakfast table, leisurely sipping their coffee. The sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a golden hue over the gleaming countertops and shining silverware. Both of them looked up in shock, their eyes widening at the sight of their daughter.

"Good morning, my little chipmunk," her father, Lucy, greeted warmly, setting down his cup as a wide smile spread across his face.

It was then that Lindsay fully snapped out of her morning haze. Without warning, she launched herself at him in a full tackle hug, practically knocking him out of his chair. "Daddy! I'm so happy to see you again!" she squealed, squeezing him tight as if she hadn't seen him in years.

Lilly, her mother, chuckled softly from across the table.

"Well, it seems someone was too exhausted last night to remember already hugging us," she said, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "But I don't mind another hug from our little champion." She gave Lindsay a proud look. "Even if you didn't win the prize, you made it through the season, and now you're heading for season two. We're so proud of you."

Lindsay beamed, the excitement of home and family finally washing over her completely. She hadn't realized just how much she had missed this—being home, surrounded by love and comfort.

"Ugh, did someone take the number of that car?" Lucy commented as he tried to get up, which both girls ignored as the mother and daughter were enjoying a good time together in a hug... "At least I have you with me Doctor Quackson, please take the pain away..."

Moments later, one of the butlers entered the kitchen, expertly preparing her breakfast with precision. As the smell of fresh pancakes, bacon, and eggs wafted through the air, Lindsay's eyes lit up. She practically bounced in her seat as her breakfast was served, thrilled to have a proper meal after enduring weeks of Chef's questionable cooking. With the father already in his position and knowing that he didn't have a concussion, the patriarch of the family was happy to see his little girl eating happily once again.

"This is the best breakfast ever," she said with a wide grin, digging in happily. "I think I had way too much of Chef's food on that island."

Her parents shared a smile, watching their daughter settle back into the comforts of home. It was good to have her back, if only for a little while.

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"So now you got used to waking up early just for the sake of going to eat breakfast on the show?" Lily asked amused, as she saw her daughter still enjoying a good time, brushing her hair, and enjoying a good and healthy breakfast for herself. Since it had been a crazy 9 weeks for her.

"Yes, and we had to eat all the disgusting, and terrible food when he created... unless when it was a prized food, which was very delicious, but most of the part was very disgusting," Lindsay said as she shivered remembering all the bad food she just ate. Especially one that she didn't want to remember or even quote ever again.

"Nice to see you preparing yourself for the day my chipmunk, because waking up early is always a key to success, and look at you, you already are a winner of the first season, and I know that you are going to be fine on the next season," Lucy replied as he hugged his little girl which still she was way taller than him, but he didn't mind. He even pointed out his little rubber duck, which had blonde hair, and even the matching clothing as well. "I made sure to give one of these rubber ducks to every one of the club as a way to celebrate your victory on the show. I'm very proud of you Lindsay."

"Awww, thank you, daddy..." Lindsay hugged as she felt so happy to see both her parents so happy for her victory.

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"PAULA, CHARLIE, HOW GREAT TO SEE YOU TWO!" Lindsay's excited voice echoed through the house as she bounded toward her two younger sisters, who had just sleepily made their way into the kitchen. Without missing a beat, she wrapped her arms around them, pulling them into a tight, enthusiastic hug.

Paula, still in her pajamas, and Charlie, rubbing her eyes, blinked at each other, clearly still processing the morning. They both mumbled, "Morning," in unison, their voices groggy as they tried to catch up with Lindsay's boundless energy.

Lindsay, as bubbly as ever, giggled and released her grip on them, giving them a moment to wake up. The kitchen filled with the clinking of silverware and the gentle rustle of the morning newspaper, but Lindsay's excitement was unstoppable. As her sisters slowly started to wake up, the three of them found themselves sitting at the breakfast table, cups of coffee now in hand, and Lindsay's energy becoming contagious.

Time seemed to fly as the sisters became fully alert, leaning into the conversation. Before long, they were deeply engrossed in discussions about fashion, one of their favorite topics. Paula, always on top of the latest trends, began raving about a new purse collection she had seen online. Charlie chimed in, talking about a new boutique in town that had just opened and how she was dying to go there, especially since she found a girl who seemed to be working there, someone named Vaggie, who was offering a service that was indeed tempting for her to go. Lindsay, never one to miss out, shared the stories of what happened inside of the show that nobody ever saw on the Pay-per-view, some were very curious, others made both girls disgusted and desire to vomit, and others made them desire to kill someone... possibly Trent, but she already forgave him.

Lucy laughed so hard when he mentioned that Lindsay's boyfriend was hilarious at how he made Trent receive his karma by eating the dirty pancakes and shoving them in exactly like he did to his little girl.

And the chaos he commented on the best moments he thought it was hilarious on the show, like the prank war, and the final episode that for him was very funny, especially Ezekiel walking whistling while Lindsay was trying to find the prize money which was literally above her.

"Hmmmmmmmmm..." Lindsay blushed in shame as her daddy was laughing at how hilarious it was, and especially at how chaotic Leshawna provoked the moose which started the whole fight which destroyed the traps and barricades, and the final fight was peak fiction, and the drama created by Ezekiel launching the money on the river, it was a chef kiss for the season 2.

Thankfully Lindsay promised that she wouldn't tell about the money she got from Ezekiel, because it was a secret, and she was good at keeping secrets, like the time Paula got diarrhea, and until this day, nobody knows it... ops, actually, she just told everyone on television, it was for the best for her appologize her sister later. But anyway, she won't reveal that secret.

"I gotta say, that your friends Lindsay, they were very supportive..." Lily gave her honest opinion as she gave good words to her friends. "I still fear the people with strong personalities who could manipulate you, but I'm glad that girl Heather and Izzy were strong personalities that were taking you under their wings, and you have a very interesting boyfriend."

"Well, we could always find a way to bring them to visit us and meet them, since the show is happening, we could see how their parents were and have a very interesting lunch together," Lucy suggested, as the girls gasped and were excited to have a good time with preparations of the show.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, with the sisters sharing recommendations for stores, gossiping about the latest trends, and laughing about some of the more ridiculous fashion statements they had seen on TV. The bond between them felt even stronger than before, their shared love for fashion and their time apart making these moments together all the more special while Lucy and Lilly sat back, watching their daughters with quiet joy. They shared a glance, both of them smiling at the sight of their girls reuniting in such a carefree, joyful way. Their home, once again filled with laughter and chatter, felt complete.

For Lucy and Lilly, seeing their daughters together, especially Lindsay now back from Total Drama Island, was a personal celebration. Their little champion might not have won the million-dollar prize, but to them, Lindsay was a winner regardless. The family was whole again, and that was all that mattered.

Izzy:

"IZZY," A loud shout came when the ginger girl didn't even reach the door, when suddenly she was tackled by two orange-haired devils, who immediately tried to attack her, luckily for the trained military prodigy girl, all she had to do is simply raise her suitcase in one of the faces of the girl, and give a backflip jump, for the other girl to tackle the other sister as well.

As soon the former camper landed perfectly on the floor and stared at her both siblings still on the floor, Izzy couldn't help but gush for her younger sisters.

"Oh come on, come here you little devils," Izzy commented as she grabbed both her younger sisters and gave a good hug to the girls who struggled from strength but also gave a quick for the sister they saw in the show. "Did you girls have a lot of fun while I was out?"

"Nah, Mom and Dad said we couldn't do experiments with our uncles, they said we slowly were becoming them and she wanted us to be more responsible with our projects," Lizzy commented as she pouted annoyingly, which her other sister Mizzy nodded her head in sadness. "We would like to create a lot of things, a robot that could beat another robot."

"Girls, "Then a male voice called which made the twins turn their heads and stare at the person which was no other than the older brother, a slender boy who had a good variation of muscles because of his usual training with his family, a person who was dressing his kimono which seemed that he came from a dojo. The boy had black hair but also had a little shade of green over his hair. "Next time you plan to build a mini rocket roller skater, remember to never let the prototype near the stairs, dad almost slipped on them, and you two would be in terrible trouble for that...Oh Izzy, welcome home,"

"Dhigo, "Izzy didn't even waste the opportunity, as she went to give a good hug to her older brother who gave a good hug to her as well. Both used a good strong grip and hugged into a position, which people of the neighborhood couldn't guess if was a hug, or they were just trying to throw each other away. But then both got apart, and Izzy with a good smile gave a slight punch on his arm. "Still strong as always, how was College?"

"It's going fine Izzy, just 2 more years of surviving there and I can graduate... Also, the secrets of Aiki Izzy, it's not about strength, just technique..." Dhigo commented as he never thought to see his younger sibling having so much fun in a reality show, knowing that she would always be passionate about whatever she would do... There were times when the entire family became very worried... "And you gave us a lot of scare, did you know that?"

That comment made Izzy flinch a little, knowing what her older brother had said.

"Yeah, I have to admit, the episode of The Serial Killer may have been too much for me," Izzy scratched the back of her head sheepishly.

"You should have taken it more seriously when it was a horror challenge, Izzy, if was indeed a serial Killer and instead of being Eva and it was you, forgetting what Chief Hatch did to you, if was the true serial killer and you were on the main lodge. You shouldn't have stayed there watching Eva going berserk." Dhigo commented as he pointed for another angle, that instead of Izzy being attacked by the Chef, he pointed to how she was just making fun of the danger which was clearly Eva was about to fight the real Serial Killer. "Never do that again, you hear me?"

Izzy remained quiet, as she couldn't refute the logic of her older brother...

"But it was nice to see Explosivo once again, Thigo laughed so hard because he knew how much you wanted to vent your anger." This time Izzy smiles a little, and Lizzy and Mizzy get excited.

"Oh yeah, Explosivo is always hilarious, that fat whale pacifier now understands to never mess with my big sis," Mizzy commented as she hugged the veteran of the infantile squad.

"DIE COWARD DIE HAHAHAHAHAHA," Lizzy said as she was even showing a vindictive desire, which Izzy couldn't help but chuckle from her little sisters, and messing up their hair. "HEY!"

"Maybe you two should stop watching too many violent movies alone, you two are already having a lot of bloodlust, and you know that Mom Shego is going to be very angry for not being here to see you both starting this phase," Izzy commented as she saw her brother helping her to carry the luggage to get on inside. "Also Dhigo, thank God that it wasn't you on the show, because the Phobia factor would have put you in a state of panic."

Just for the comment alone, made the big brother's face pale completely, and made him shake his head...

"Don't even remind me, Izzy, just seeing you and that boy Owen inside of an airplane made me faint just by seeing you there." Dhiago shivered from the memories of how terrifying would be to be inside of an airplane.

And from that comment alone, another person decided to be part of the conversation.

"Oh come on, don't be such a baby, it was just a flying practical simulator done by Chief Hatch, you always loved having flying simulators like that." And Izzy turned her head to see that behind the black-haired boy, was someone else, a boy who could be the total opposite of him, with his blonde hair which resembled exactly their father, which even made both Lizzy and Mizzy jump away in surprise.

"THIGO, STOP DOING THAT." Both Mizzy and Lizzy always hated to be caught by surprise when their big brother used his stealth to walk around the house, which somehow the boy always shrugged since he had been taken after their mother Shego, he was the one who was the most natural to surprise anyone since his steps were always in silence.

"But I was always here," Thigo commented which made the twins deadpan at him, Dhigo who was the oldest brother, Izzy the oldest sister, then Thigo who was the middle child, and after that the twins. It was a family of 5 children and 3 parents, and as chaotic as it was, they always had been so used to their military family that it was out of the ordinary for them, and since each of them had their own dreams and their styles of life, they loved each other as it means the whole world for them. "Also, I thought you were going to use a crazy girl persona for a lot longer."

"I wish I could, but I learned from experience that if I get too crazy I would have been eliminated from the show. So I decided to have more allies, and also it was fun to be myself in some situations." Izzy remembered how Ezekiel had said that when she used Explosivo too much, or when her crazy antics were the determinator to make her eliminated from the show, which sucked, but at least she knew how the results on the show were far more fun than what she thought it would be on the original version from the past of the future of other future. And now she needed to think of a better name to describe that because it was getting confusing even for her.

"Experience you said?" Dhigo asked in surprise as he gave a sideglance to his brother, who also felt something suspicious in the air, but they decided to shrug off. "Well, we gotta get going."

"Where are you going?" Izzy raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Buying supply of C4, smoke bombs, and Pentium-compatible processor," Thigo commented as Izzy had her eyes wide open in realization, and nodding in satisfaction. "We are just preparing for tomorrow."

"Oh that's great, I have nothing much to do tomorrow anyway, in 5 days I will be returning to the show. I just need to change my name and we can do it." Izzy gave her smile of satisfaction, as suddenly she glanced around the others. "And what about them?"

"Oh, they are coming with me," Thigo replied and Dhigo immediately gave a step back. "Yes Dhigo, even you… orders from our parents that I have to keep an eye on you. So you know the rules, or you are going with us willingly, or you are going to be sedated."

"Oh hell no. I'm not going to get inside of a metal trap." Dhigo said as he was ready to be in combat when suddenly he was attacked by behind the twins.

"RESISTANCE IS FUTILE DHIGO," Mizzy shouted as she was ready to knock out her big brother,

"YOU HAVE NO CHOICE." Lizzy agreed as she was jumping to give a kick, which immediately started a fight of 3vs1.

Izzy rolled her eyes and decided to let her siblings have a fight, while going to chaos at the front door, Izzy decided to go to the middle of the room, when she saw some familiar faces. 4 new pet stars of the show, the naked mole rat squad, Rusty, Nibles, Digby, and Sandy were enjoying a few nachos together.

"Hey guys, guess who is back?" Izzy waved at the group, and after pausing, they immediately ran in the direction of the military girl, who accepted the hugs, kisses, and licks of the squad who created so much potential in the challenges of military games. "I gotta say guys, you were awesome. Making the group deal with hard challenges and showing that you have more control of camouflage than they ever would have."

Needless to say, every single naked rat of the family was up to military missions and strategies. And she was happy to see that even after the show, they still were badass just like their grandpa, Rufus the First.

And then Izzy heard a loud sound coming from the outside, which was enough to understand that her siblings managed to knock down the big brother of the family. Izzy chuckled as she walked towards the kitchen, and saw her father wearing an apron as he was doing one of the Mexican foods that he always loved to do for their family or for the franchise he was so proud to command with the Naco, his creation.

Ron was simply focusing on the stove, as he wasn't even turning his back as Izzy slowly approached to try to surprise him, and at the moment she was about to jump at him…

"If you don't want to get grounded, it better be a hug, miss…"Ron said as he then felt a good hug coming from his baby girl, and knowing how much she deeply missed him, turning his back to Izzy, he had the biggest smile on his face, and gave the same, a good hug, that both missed so much each other. "How have you been Izzy?"

"I'm doing great." Izzy smiled as she then suddenly saw the look in her dad's eyes, as he was deeply serious about the question, which made her flinch a little. "I'm fine, even after everything on that night. I had time to cope with what happened, and while I just got surprised by the event of the serial killer, I should have expected more of my team members."

"..." And at that moment, Ron deep frowned as he noticed one thing… "From all the people who hate lying, you are very courageous to try to lie to your dad."

That moment made Izzy flinch, as he could see that her daddy was very serious about what just happened, and while she had a good time healing, there were secrets that she never should be able to tell anyone.

"Well, never mind that." Ron dismissed the thought as he was still preparing the dinner table for the family, and he gave a slight glance at his ginger girl. "Prepare the table for me, Izzy."

"Okay," Izzy became silent as she slowly placed the plates and the cutlery on the table, which soon she looked at her dad, and decided to ask. "Did you know the others went to catch supplies right?"

"Yes, we know," Then Izzy could see her mom already with a casual dress, knowing that her mother already took a good part of her day preparing herself, by taking care of her dress and even preparing her hair and makeup. "Welcome home sweetie,"

Izzy happily gave a hug on her mother, knowing the trio of military veterans were happy to be together, as she could see this dinner was going to be special since they wanted to spend time with her, while the others were going to buy some stuff for the next day, which was a good time for her to enjoy the privacy with her parents.

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Minutes passed as Izzy enjoyed eating dinner with her family, a good Mexican food that her father even had her uncle Hugo prepare themselves a Mexican meal, which as much she is a Canadian, even patriotic, she took a good time to love tacos and nachos, just like her father. And both the Chef and her family know that.

Izzy could see the glances of the beautiful brownish-orange hair of her mother, as a good woman who went into the action, she was still looking in her prime at the time she went to do the military games…

"Gwen said that she will never look at the military women the same way again," Izzy decided to comment since she heard how the goth girl felt the next morning on the playa del Losers. And from seeing her mother pausing, and contemplating what her daughter had just said, she couldn't help but be amused as well.

"Well, I'm glad that she now understands how seriously we worked for the sake of our country, and while Hatch can be a hassle sometimes, he really took it easy on the campers," Kim explained as Ron nodded his head in agreement.

"I can see, they always interrupted which was kinda undisciplined, in my time in the military, if someone interrupted a commander you had to take 50," Ron nodded his head, as he then saw Izzy rolling her eyes.

"I know dad, when I was in the military they also did that," Izzy commented as she then snapped her fingers. "Oh yeah, Lindsay said that you have been kind, but still those traps were unfair."

"Hahahaha," Ron laughed, as the group even heard a few of the naked rat moles giggle as well, "Well, from a champion of the show, she was fun to mess with. It was like when I gave the first training of traps for all of you, she looked like Mizzy when she got trapped on the first time."

"I can imagine," Kim rolled her eyes, but a good smile appeared on her face, "But I have to admit, the friends you made were very interesting Izzy, Heather, and Lindsay being the final 2, I think nobody ever expected that before."

"Yes, they really are a good duo, and I'm glad that they managed to go that far since I don't need the money anyway." Izzy shrugged as she could see her parents raising their eyebrows at her. "Well now I have my company of maple syrup, and I already have lawyers and accountants to help to deal with the taxes and the problems of my arrest from RCM."

"Good to know the time traveler had been helping you around this time," Kim replied as Ron nodded his head, and Izzy nodded her head as well as she was drinking the grape juice, until suddenly she realized what was said, and made her spill on her dad, which thankfully the father was prepared and used a tray to avoid to being launched the juice on his face.

"Wha wah what are you talking about?" Izzy tried to deny it, but she then saw her parents deadpanning at her, and the military girl couldn't help but sigh… "What gave me?"

"Izzy, my sweetheart…my baby girl…" Ron slowly commented as he kindly touched the face of his baby girl, and stared deeply into her eyes. "While I can understand that you wanted to be the most successful girl in the future, you have been always instinctive and unpredictable… and many of the decisions you would make, sometimes it would be very lucky or completely blow your face, especially when you use one of your explosive characteristics…"

"What Ron is trying to say is… to make a very well elaborated plan involving taxes and hiring lawyers and accountants, it would be something that I would mostly do, while you actually are more on the Shego's side and would try to use all the power you have to make things chaotic." Kim decided to explain the points as well, which made Izzy remain in silence…

"Also we had Wade place a wire into your grass bracelet." Ron decided to finish which made Izzy have her eyes wide open and get out from the table.

"WHAT?" Izzy shouted as she looked at the smirking faces of her parents, which immediately Izzy knew that her parents were always 5 steps ahead of her. "What about my privacy?"

"We did that," Kim nodded her head, as she looked at her daughter in the eyes. "But after the Serial Killer Episode, and since Hatch came here to talk to us, we decided to wait for you to have the 1 week off before we start listening to the wire for the first time on the challenge of capturing the animals, we knew that you would be eliminated, so we waited until you go back to sleep…"

"And then we heard the boy who was the time traveler showing his deep guilt into lying for you by omission. And I gotta say, not many people would have admitted to screwing up like that, but also I can't say I blame him… that boy said it was edited on the show, so he wasn't aware of how dangerous that was that challenge was." Ron explained as he was giving one of the tacos for the naked rat moles enjoy themselves.

"And knowing how he was sorry, it was not surprising that you accepted his apologies," Kim commented as she was now taking something nearby her, a notepad. "Now, can you tell me a few questions about the future? Will it be a war in the future?"

"Err… does Ukraine and Russia count?" Izzy asked nervously, as her mother and father gave side glances at each other.

"Does Canada is involved somehow?" Kim asked and Izzy immediately shook her head. "Well, then it's not our problem, so I take it as yes, but we shouldn't be concerned about that."

"Will the Snow Owls win a championship in the future?" Ron asked excited about seeing one of his favorite junior hockey teams winning some championship. But looking at her daughter shrugging, made him sigh in disappointment.

"Sorry Dad," Izzy tapped her father's back trying to comfort him.

"Well, let's continue with the other questions, shall we?" Kim said as she looked at her daughter's eyes. "I have at least 50 questions, that I would be like to ask for the sake of the future of our family."

"Oh dammit. Thanks a lot, Zeke," Izzy commented with fake anger, as she was about to lament when she suddenly heard her parents chuckling at her. Which made her narrow her eyes. "Wait, you aren't serious."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA," Both parents started laughing it made Izzy with her face blush in shame and embarrassment.

"Honey, I have only one more question when it comes to the future," Kim commented as she looked deeply into her girl's eyes. "Were you happy?"

Izzy became silent, as she looked at everything she learned from Ezekiel, from what she did, what she would do, and what she would have become, and from silly things which later created terrible repercussions…

"No… I was not." Izzy commented as she saw the look of horror at her parents. "I made terrible mistakes that would destroy my future, and he explained to me what I did, what I messed up, and what I could have done to prevent that… So that's why I hired the lawyers and accountants, to help me to have a better way to deal with my future."

"Well, that's at least an honest answer," Ron commented as he looked at the mess of the juice on the floor, and looked on how serious his daughter was. "Be careful okay sweetie? You are on the right path, actually on the best path possible. Just be yourself, all we want is to see you happy."

Kim nodded as she touched the hair of her girl, a girl who went on the military because she wanted to be like her, a girl who was almost a mix between Shego and Herself, but still trying to come up with the best plans as possible and be free into trying to achieve success.

"We will be happy if you are happy okay?" Kim finished the conversation, as Izzy let out a tear with a smile and a nod, Kim was happy to see her girl slowly growing up and becoming a woman just like herself and her wife. But still, she fears about the future, who wouldn't? But the safety and the happiness of her girl are what matter most. "I hope you have fun in season 2, and please be careful okay?"

"Sure… also… can I have my own Izzymmicator?" Izzy asked hopefully which made Kim groan and Ron chuckle.

"Told you so," Ron commented as Izzy gave a pout to her mother, trying to reach the best cellphone version of the actuality until the smartphones were created.