There are plenty of stories of Cody traveling back in time, and this one is exactly that. There's no great mystery, and at the very least I'll try to keep it interesting. This story is intended to be absurd, comedic and will be filled with adult content. You have been warned.

This version It's a translation from the original in Spanish created by MonsterGraffiti translated by Suprematrix, QueenCherri and Rys-AND-Clash with the author's permission.

Nostalgia and Wishes

POV. Cody

I was standing at the altar, with Noah and Owen by my side, who wouldn't stop crying… for the last four hours. Credit where credit is due, the tailor did an amazing job with his suit. In front of us, there was a very nervous and elegantly dressed adult Noah.

"Dude, relax, I won't be able to handle the both of you if you collapse." I told him, wearing a tuxedo too.

"She's late. What if she tweaked her ankle? Or if she passed out? Oh! What if she bailed out?"

I rolled my eyes, "Alright, first, we're talking about Emma, a sprained ankle never stopped her before, and I don't think it would stop her now. Second, if she bailed out, Kitty would be the first to know and she would've already tweeted it." We both looked at the younger sister who was standing at the other side of the altar taking selfies, she looked over at us and gave us a thumbs up.

"Uh, alright, I've never been in this situation before, I'm just a little nervous." Said Noah.

"Just a little? You were nice with your siblings when they arrived. You! With them!" I said dramatically.

"Alright, alright, I'm very nervous, I'm guilty, Is that enough, officer?" He said to me sarcastically.

"And… there he is, ladies and gentlemen, our Noah is back, welcome back buddy." I said, mocking him.

"WAAAAAAA", Owen kept crying.

"Ha ha, very funny. But thanks, really." He said more calmly.

"No problem, that's what friends are for." I answered.

Suddenly the music started playing, and we all saw Emma enter the chapel dressed in a red wedding dress. Why was it red instead of white? Well, they both liked red. Noah's jaw dropped while she walked towards the altar.

...

The ceremony went down without a hitch, at least if we ignore Owen's crying and Kitty's screaming, which "I oppose" for laughs. It was just a normal and boring Canadian wedding, perfect for the groom.

I was sitting on a table watching the happy couple dance, or at least, watching Noah trying not to stomp Emma's feet. It was hilarious. I looked around to see the familiar faces of the guests… or the lack thereof.

The chair next to me almost collapsed due to Owen sitting on it. "Dude. The cake is the best part of the wedding, no doubt." Somehow, he had gotten a piece of the cake without anyone noticing.

"Dude! You're supposed to wait for the bride and groom to cut the cake before eating it. Besides, that suit is tailored, it could explode if you eat too much."

"Oh, that could be a problem hahaha." He said with his face full of cake, he had already eaten half of it.

I just shook my head humorously. We both watched the couple on the dance floor.

"Woah, I've never thought I'd see the day that my little buddy taking the next step, it's so… unreal." Said Owen, I just nodded, "but… I still think that it's a shame that the rest… uh… you know." He ended up getting sad.

I knew perfectly what he was talking about. "Owen…" I said to him, and he looked at me expectantly, "I miss them too", I said with a reassuring smile.

"It's just that… I don't think there was a need to be so extreme. I mean, it wasn't all that bad, right?"

"Yeah… I get you. That show was the best thing to ever happen to us, we've met a lot of people that we may never have spoken to in real life. We made friends, had fun, even traveled around the world… but it was also the worst things that happened to us. There were betrayals, fights, deceptions. Fame got to our heads multiple times. In the end, all the bad things overcame the good, there wasn't a resolution for many, and when we least expected it, the fame was over. The good moments were nothing more than a memory… but the problems… those were still lingering for a long time. Then it all ended the way it did." I finished my deliberation, but I can't remember if I was saying it to Owen, or to myself.

"I wish I could go back and avoid everything that went south that day, I'm sure everyone would be with us today, including Al." said Owen trying to be optimistic.

I remembered that moment in particular. "It wouldn't work dude. I'm afraid those problems were there for so much longer, and what happened that day was simply the straw that broke the camel's back," I said to him.

"Well, then I would go back to the beginning, and I would keep everything bad from happening."

"Are you talking about going back where it all began and doing everything again? That sounds like a true nightmare."

"Well, I think it would be worth traversing that nightmare if that means seeing them all seated at these tables."

I looked around and I imagined for a second, that everyone around were those friends. I couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, you're right, it would be worth it."

"OWEN!", Noah and Emma yelled angrily Owen's name from the table where the cake was supposed to be.

"Oh, shoot, eh… Would you believe me if I told you, it wasn't me?" maybe… if your face wasn't full of cake.

"You better run." Was all I told him.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh," He ran away.

"Get back here!"

"You're a dead man!"

All I could do was laugh at the scene.

-0-

The reception ended, and we all went home. Owen couldn't escape from the angry husband and wife and was tied up to a pillar during the cutting of the cake. He was lucky, because Kitty and I gave our portions to him, without Emma noticing of course.

Right now, I was sitting on my sofa at my apartment, watching my old tapes from TDI, specifically episode three, the dodgeball one. "Ha, I really did good in that episode…" I sighed, "I wish I would have played better." It was curious how I was so concentrated on Gwen, that I didn't do anything remarkable during the competition. It's also curious how different Noah was back then, and regarding Owen… Well, he was still Owen. He hadn't changed that much to be honest.

Sadly, not all the changes were for good. I looked at the two frames that I had on a shelf. In one, we were all there, the first day that we arrived at the camp. I have no idea if Chris managed to take the picture, or if it was a still frame from the episode. Next to it was a picture of me with all my team, the Screaming Gophers. I remember that after the first two challenges we felt invincible, and that was our ruin. Inside the other frame was the picture that we took before getting into the plane in season three, and next to it a picture of team Amazon. It's so curious how I ended up in a team full of the strongest and fierce women in the competition, but karma is a real bitch, and my dream team became my worst nightmare. We were unstoppable, but it all went to shit from one moment to the next, and the events that happened there had left permanent scars.

You see, sometime after season six had ended, Courtney finally sued Chris for everything that he made us go through. But we were his victims too, so she needed us there to testify against him.

That day, I was excited to see everyone after so long, but I could still feel the tension in the air; Courtney and Gwen tried to stay as far from one another as they possibly could; Heather looked like she wanted to be anywhere else, and she was also trying to kill Alejandro with her eyes; Sierra was going through therapy after what happened in All-Stars, so she couldn't be there; Duncan was still on jail after making Chris' mansion explode; Bridgette and Geoff broke up after Ridonculous Race, but they had never told anyone the reason behind it. Basically, everything seemed to be wrong. The only reason why everyone came, was because they thought that 'this could finally give us real closure.' But thinking about it now, it seemed more just like desperate hoping, rather than closure.

The trial started in Courtney's favor, and as time went on, it was looking like Chris would finally pay for his crimes once and for all. However, before the judge gave her verdict, the Total Drama legal team came and somehow, they made sure that Chris was absolved from all his crimes. The reason for this, they wanted him to host a new project they were working on. Because the other hosts failed their auditions.

Courtney of course, wasn't happy at all for what happened, it took her a long time to prepare this lawsuit, and now that Chris was under the producers' protection, he was practically untouchable. She started a tantrum like the one she did when she found out about Duncan and Gwen. The latter tried to comfort her. None of us thought that was a bad idea, until it was too late.

A frustrated Courtney turned all her anger against Gwen, who of course, also had enough. When things got physical, everyone tried to intervene, and some way or another, we all started to fight each other. There was a lot of pent-up resentment.

In the end, Gwen stopped first and said the words that would change everything.

-0-

"Enough! Look at us, nothing has changed! we are the same dumb, immature teenagers from back then, we can't even be next to each other without some drama, and I have had enough!" It was true, and Gwen looked tired, "I came here because I really believed that I could end this once and for all. But now I know that Chris wasn't the real problem, it was us… maybe the best thing we can do is end this now; while we are together, the drama won't stop. I think it's for the best that we stop seeing and talking to each other for good." She looked at us with sadness in her eyes while saying this. She didn't want to do this, but she was out of ideas.

I, like many others, thought it was crazy.

"I agree", said Courtney of all people.

"Yeah, I don't even want to be here right now", contributed Heather, without anger, sarcasm or mockery, she really said what she wanted to say.

When the three strongest ex-teammates of the Amazons were in agreement, it was more than enough for everybody else.

"But that…", Owen tried to protest, but Noah cut him off, and shook his head.

"It's for the best. Let's just pretend this show never existed, and that we never met. Goodbye everyone." Gwen started walking away.

And then another and another, until the end, there was no one left.

-0-

I don't remember how I got to my apartment that day, but I do remember that I felt a void that I haven't been able to fill since.

After that day, I threw myself into my studies and eventually became a programmer for a major video game franchise, traveling to many places and learning many things, getting many different hobbies, and even getting in shape, all to keep me from thinking. In the emptiness I still felt, I visited many places in the world that we visited on World Tour. That brought me a ton of nostalgia and gave me some peace of mind. Many of the monuments that Chris destroyed still remained the same, and it was strange to see Cody jr. all grown into an adult condor, guarding the statues of the competitors on Easter Island.

Then, a week ago, I got an invitation to Noah and Emma's wedding. I was happy to hear from them, and a little of the emptiness I felt was filled. When I got to the church that day, I was a little sad not to see anyone I knew other than Owen. He told me, when he wasn't crying of course, that they had sent out invitations to everyone in our Total Drama generation. However, no one came, apart from me. I guess they wanted to save themselves the awkwardness. Owen also told me that the reason Eva didn't come was because she was competing for the title of the best boxer in the world... in the men's division. As for Izzy, no one had seen her in years, there were reports of sightings here and there, but nothing concrete. Katie had a fashion show in France and Sadie was still stalking Justin. I never thought I'd see the day when those two finally were separated. Long story short, everyone was busy or just didn't want to come, so it was just Owen and I who came to support our friend on his special day.

Looking at the group photo we took at the reception, it had Noah, Emma, Owen, Kitty and me. Everyone but Owen had a look of disgust, because Owen decided to fart at that moment. It's strange, in the end I couldn't find the ideal girl, my punishment for being an idiot for so long I guess.

"And the Killer Bass win!" Chris announced on the TV. I turned it off and went to bed. As I fell asleep, I remembered Owen's words from the reception. If I could go back to where it all began? Would I change anything? With that in mind, I fell asleep.

-0-

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, but I still felt tired, "Ugh, I have to get ready for work." I got up and walked to the bathroom, washed my face and opened the mirror to take out my toothbrush. While I was brushing, I closed the mirror and my 16 year old self looked back at me. I spat out the toothpaste, went back to my room, and it finally dawned on me.

Wait a minute, this isn't my room. That is not my bathroom, and in front of the mirror…, I ran back to the bathroom in a panic and looked in the mirror. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!", and some neighborhood birds flew out and the dogs began to bark.

*Knock, Knock*

"Cody, are you okay? That was a pretty loud scream."

"I'm fine, mom, I just had a nightmare," I responded automatically, without giving much thought to the fact that I was at my parents' house again. All my attention was on my reflection. It was me, but back when I was 16, instead of 22. I couldn't believe it, I touched my face, and sure enough, it was me. Then my mother spoke again.

"I already told you not to eat sweets before going to sleep. By the way, don't forget to pack for that camp you signed up for. They will be coming early tomorrow morning to pick you up. Remember to bring only the essentials," her steps moved away from the door.

I froze at her words, went back to my room and looked at the calendar. Sure enough, tomorrow was the first day of summer, and the first day of the program. Somehow, I had gone back in time, or perhaps the entire program was nothing more than a long dream, induced by sugar. I shook my head, the second seemed too far-fetched, even considering the first. Plus, I remembered everything with such certain clarity, or at least most of it.

I sat on my bed to reflect on my situation. After the initial scare, I was much calmer. After an experience like exploring Area 51, and seeing my alien self-explode in Sierra's arms, few things can leave you traumatized.

Suddenly an idea came to me, Area 51, there could be something that explains how I got here and not only that, Brainzilla, Izzy's super genius alter ego! She could probably help me, but they were both events from the third season.

"The third season…," it was also where everything started to fall apart. There was a lot to think about, and as smart as I was, I wasn't sure if I could do it all again.

"I wish I could go back and stop things from ending badly that day, then I'm sure everyone would be here with us, including Al."

"I would go back to the beginning and prevent everything bad from happening."

"You're talking about going back to where it all started, and doing it again? That sounds like hell."

"Well, I think it would be worth going through that hell, if it meant seeing everyone here sitting at these tables."

No. I'm here, I have to at least try. I'll worry about time travel later, for now first things first...

"Cody, where are you going?" my mother asked me as I left the house.

"To get some camping equipment," the first thing is to survive the challenges of Wawanakwa, and maybe win the competition along the way.