I DO NOT OWN TOTAL DRAMA (or mha)
BRODY
Brody was at the beach, playing volleyball with some of his best friends. One of them happens to be his friend Geoff, who he's known the longest. They were having such a blast that some girls on the beach even joined them. As a bonus, they were having so much fun that Brody even managed to get one or two of their numbers. They all decided to take a quick breather and have some soda. Brody specifically, was with his bud Geoff impressing the girls.
"So then I was on top of his house and he bet I couldn't skate off the roof and into the empty pool." Brody said, pointing to Geoff. "And you know what happened."
"You proved him wrong and landed safely inside the empty pool?" One of the girls guessed.
"Nah, he totally wiped out." Geoff said, with a laugh. "I swear, I've never seen someone's leg bend that way before. It was like something you'd seen out of a cartoon!"
"Eeww." The other girl cringed. "That must've been so horrible for you Brody."
"Nah dudette, it was actually hilarious." Brody said, sharing a laugh with Geoff. "I was in the hospital for weeks. Got to miss school, and almost everyone signed my cast. Even the teachers took it easy on me with my school work and stuff."
"Sounds like a vacation." The first girl commented.
"You know it." Brody smirked. He then heard his phone go off. He pulled it out and saw it was his mom calling. "Hey mom, what's up?"
The other three watched as he nodded and said "uh huh" multiple times. He then sighed.
"Alright, I'll be right there." He hung up the phone and turned to the group. "Sorry dudes, my mom needs me and my siblings help around the house. Spring cleaning and all, got help my momma out."
The girls cooed at that comment, finding it sweet how much Brody cared about his mom. One of the girls handed Brody another note on it, which he saw was a third phone number.
"Our friend Sarah over there." The girl gestured her head to the brunette several feet behind them talking to one of the other guys. "She thought you were cute but wasn't sure about giving you her number. But I'm giving it to you because she'll definitely give you a call."
"Sweet." Brody said, putting the paper in his pocket and then turning to leave. "See ya later bro, and I'll definitely be calling you ladies."
With that, Brody picked up his skateboard and rode it back to his house. While he was riding, his eyes rolled in the back of his head and then returned to normal in just one second. It took a while but Brody finally made it back to his house. He honestly wished that he took his Jeep to the beach instead of using his skateboard, but that's the curse of having siblings. Some needed things more than others, and his sister happened to be the best out of all his siblings at getting things. Especially since she was the youngest and had a good puppy dog expression.
He walked in the house and was greeted by his mother and his brothers, Johnny and Adrien.
"Hi Brody." His mother greeted him with a hug. "Were you able to get here okay without the Jeep?"
"Yeah mom, no problem." Brody waved off. "I love skateboarding anyway, I get to show off my sweet moves."
"Yeah, yeah, we get it." Adrien said, rolling his eyes. "You're a real skater bro like your friends."
"Boys." Their mother warned, then her tone turned sweet. "Don't you think it's time to start cleaning out the house?"
"Yes ma'am" The boys said. The boys headed upstairs to start with the attic. The three of them make it up there and start putting them in boxes. Brody headed downstairs for a bathroom break, but then he heard his mother calling from the basement.
"Hey, are any of you boys up there?" She called out. "I could use a hand lifting things down here."
As soon as she finished speaking, something changed in Brody in an instance. His body ends up shifting and then splitting apart. There were now two Brody's, one heading for the bathroom and one heading to the basement to help his mom. The Brody that's in the bathroom steps out and was about to head back upstairs when he heard his sister coming in through the front door.
"Hey guys." Angela called out, not seeing anyone. "Can someone help me carry my bags?"
Brody's body shifts and then splits again. The real Brody headed back upstairs to help his brothers while the duplicate Brody went over to his sister.
"Hey sis." Brody said, walking towards his sister and picking up some bags. "How was the mall?"
"Awesome." Angela said, walking in the house with Brody. "I got so many new clothes."
"How did you ever get this all to your car?" Brody asked, entering her room.
"Many handsome guys were willing to carry them for me." Angela said with a wink, setting her bags down. "You're sister is quite the charmer."
Brody set the bags down and gave his sister a smile. "Guess that's it."
In a blink of an eye, Brody vanished right in front of his sister. Angela gasped and jumped, eyes widened in confusion and shock. She looked around but saw no trace of her brother. She was about to call out to him when she heard a scream downstairs. She left her room and went downstairs where her mother was coming up from the basement in shock.
"Mom, what's wrong?" She asked her mother in concern.
Her mother was about to answer, but then she looked and saw her brothers had come down. Once Angela saw Brody, she was just as surprised as her mother.
"What happened, we heard a scream?" Johnny asked. Their mother didn't answer him, instead she and Angela were staring at Brody.
"Brody, where did you go?" Their mother asked. "You just disappeared."
"What are you talking about, I was in the attic with my bros." Brody said, confused.
"No, you were down in the basement with me."
"No, he was helping me carry my bags to my bedroom." Angela said.
"No, he was definitely in the attic with us." Adrien added.
Everyone looked at Brody, expecting him to have a good explanation for this. But all he could was one word.
"Dude."
BRODY
Quirk: Helpers
Whenever he hears someone ask for help, he subconsciously creates clones of himself to assist that person. However, he can only create one clone per person and they disappear once that person no longer needs help.