TDP
"Chris? Slow down, I don't want to mess up my new outfit before the luncheon starts!" Heather barked.
"I-I... didn't mean that...to...er..." Chris babbled vague words which made Heather Nag even more.
"Will wewe stop studdering like an idiot?" She complained. She turn around and was getting ready to walk towards the beach. "You know, wewe better hope that wewe don't screw up like that when the MTV producers get here."
Chris remained silent. He stood still and he started to sweat a little but he just didn't quit. He snarled at her and bolted back to the kitchen. He saw chef in the jikoni chopping up matunda and vegetables for the lunch. Chris snuck in and shut the door behind him.
"Chef?" he whispered wiping the beads of sweat off of his forehead. Chef turned around and set the kisu on the counter.
"What?! Don't wewe see I'm busy boy? Aren't wewe supposed to be setting up the picnic for the guest?" He snapped.
"I know I am, but I stopped at the dock today and I saw something. I-I saw a...a...a..." Chef slapped him in the back of his neck.
"Spit it out boy!" He yelled slamming his fist on the chopping block.
"It was a little dark so I didn't get a good look at it. Do wewe know what it is? wewe might have put something in the water that made another life form! I can't have a parasite in the lake while my guest are here!" Chris complained throwing his arms the air.
"Since when wewe care about things like that pretty boy? It might have been a huge kobe, kasa au something... Oh and didn't wewe et the interns to rope off where the party starts? We got experts to work around hte water to make sure that it's salama there, wewe don't need to worry about a thing fool!" Chef explained going back to chopping.
"Yeah, wewe may be right, I might have been in the sun too long. I'm going to teh picnic area for a second." Chris rubbed his eyes and looked out of the window. He chukkled and started fidgeting with his mkufu and headed out. He still felt a little skeptical about what happened earlier, he was probley overexadurating. Later at the beach, pwani wehn the picnic was almost fully prepred the Total Drama Cast was taking a break.
"Man, I got so many papercuts from these paper lanterns I can't feel my fingers eh?"said Ezeikiel laying back and drinking pop.
"My feet hurt from running errins all day, and with these shoes... It's gonna be a problem."Complaing Leshawna plopping back into a chair.
"When are the guest gonna be here? THe sooner they get here, the sooner the interns can give them the details about this screwed up place and teh sooner we can get this party started!" alisema Geoff still hype.
"Screw this, I'm gonna take a nap. If wewe need anything just come and get me." Gwen mumbled rubbing her forehead.
"What do wewe guys think wewe are doing? Chris specifically ordered us to set up the luncheon kwa which should have been done exactly one dakika an thirty-two sekunde ago!"Courtney nagged at everyone. "If we don't get it done then we're hosed!"
"Shut up and let loose for a bit. YOu need to chill!" Gwen recommended.
"Let loose? Instead of getting mad at the world and tricking off of everyone's boyfriends, maybe wewe should grow up!" Courtney snapped.
"Your boyfriend is the one who left you. It wasn't my fault princess!" Gwen got closer to Courtney and started to argue more.
"Ugh! wewe sound just like that punk rock wanna be!"Courtney snarled. "Just like a dog, that son of a..."
"Bad for you, maybe if wewe didn't go on about being a C.I.T. all the time then maybe wewe would still have a boyfriend now would you?" yelled Gwen.
"If wewe were a somebody then wewe would have won total drama island and wewe would still be with Trent now would wewe gothy?"
Things got silent. It was as if the water stopped flowing, the birds stopped flying, and wind stopped blowing, and the the trees stopped rustling. Trent rubbed the back of his neck akwardly, Duncan stopped laughing at the two girls arguing, and Gwen's face went from pale to red.
"Are wewe mad gothy? Are wewe going to talk about how life is sooo hard huh?" Courtney went too far. She shoved Gwen, and thought that she would get away that easily. Gwen turned around and pushed her back...
"You know what? Life is Hard when you're a loner! The only Marafiki that I made was when I came on total drama island, and I don't care if I lost! I had the best experience ever since wewe were booted off! Also, at least I wasn't dumb enough to fall for Alejandro." That was all she said. She gave Courtney a cold hard stare until her hands softened up a bit. Gwen stormed off into the cabin, kibanda and didn't come out. Things were stil wuiet and akward. Trent had the sorry look in his eyes. He just stared off in to the path where gwen walked down.
"Aww, buddy it's alright, all wewe need to do is find another girl besides gwen. You'll feel better." Alejandro alisema patting Trent on his back.
"You're right. Gwen wasn't worth it, still isn't." Trent confessed even though his moyo still hammered for her.
"That's m'man. Now while we are all lazing around... we should party!" geoff butted in stoked out of his mind.
Courtney did feal angry about Gwen. She could rip the peircings out of her if she had any, but she did feel pretty bad for Gwen. Courtney has had every... well until she came on Total Drama Island, but Gwen hasn't had anything in her whole life, just her annoying mother.
(Five dakika later...)
Chris felt a bit releived but curious. He tried to set it all aside, so he went to check on the cast and interns.
"What's up campers... I mean... associates!" Chris flashed a grin with his pearly white teeth glistening in the sun.
"Were almost done! wewe are awesome for throwing this bash! I upendo it here it was always one of my dreams to come here! DId I also mention that you're hot? And awesome?" Sierra babbled the usual again.
"Sierra, my lady?" Chris started.
"Yes Chris?"
"Shut your yap!" Chris yelled.
"What do wewe need?" asked Ezeikiel.
"Nothing, just here to tell wewe to look that'away!" Chris responded pointing his hairy, manicured finger towards the lake.
It was a mashua that towed a stage, then another that had people from the industry, then there was yatchs coming ahead, and a few helicopters and one carried a huge box. The campers started freaking out as soon as they saw everyone coming and setting up stuff.
"Holy turds! It's MTV!" Shreiked beth whipping her paper bag from out of her pocket.
"I know right? I'm going to say hi to my grandpa Sammie... wait, I think he's dead... is he? Oh well, hujambo Uncle Sammie!" Lindsay cheered from the picnic.
"First of all, the cameras aren't rolling wewe baffoon, and sekunde I thought wewe alisema he was your grandpa." Noah alisema harshly.
"Hey! I'm not a ballon! But if I am, then I want to be a pink one Teehee!" Lindsay basically sounded like a four mwaka old who had hearing problems. Noah paused for a minute, with the worried look on his face. Then other than that the cast an producers cheerd and chanted for Mtv. Then two zaidi interns came.
"Chris, we can't find bill the other intern, Max. We last seen his on the dock observing to see if it was stable enough to have cameras on." Kirby explained.
"Yeah, All we found there was his tape measure." Phil muttered terrified.
"He might have dropped to go run some errins. it's no big deal." Chris guessed.
"You may be right. He probley went to go take his break." Kirby thought out loud.
Then a boy walked out of a yatch and onto the dock. He was pretty tall, he had brunette hair and highlights and he wore a bright red shirt. He walked over to chris with a half grin on his face.
"Jared! Ah, welcome kiddo. Where's your dad at?" Chris asked giving him an arm hug.
"He's still on his way but one of his interns are though so he knows most of what to do." Jared responded. "He should be coming on a speed boat."
"Sweet, wewe can meet the cast maybe walk around a little..." Chris offered openly.
"Cool. Thanks bro..." Jared walked over to the picnick tables with the cast.
Gwen was sound asleep in the girl's old cabin. Then she woke up startled to a loud knock on the door. She got very upset. She pulled the cover off of herself and fixed her hair angrily, and opened the door.
"What the hell do wewe want?!" Gwen barked loudly. It was Trent at the door. "What? Here to laugh at me, douche bag?"
"Look... It's not my fault, I thought wewe were different, Gwen." Trent didn't want to hurt her feelings. "I wish that we were better friends."
"Well, maybe I don't want to be your friend. wewe just sat there and embarassed me, infront of Duncan wewe jerk!" Gwen cried.
"Who would give a crap about what Duncan thinks, he's loser anyway." Trent said.
"Well maybe I'm a loser for falling for him!" Gwen yelled in Trent's face and she shut the door in his face.
(At the luncheon)
"First, before we start eating, I would like to introduce MTV to Total Drama Island." Chris preached. "My name is Chris McClean, and I'm the host of Total Drama Island, action, and world tour. The cook is Chef Hatchett. He's an awesome dude to work with. Then this is Kirby, Jillian, Nikki, Ilana, and TJ."
"And as the son of Ajay Agrawal, I would like to introduce the MTV team... We have Aj, Sammy, Lyinn, and Katie. Every one from MTV blushed and smiled. They introduced themselves openly. Then Gwen walked in. She changed into a dress, but it wasn't dark au moody like her mitaani, mtaa clothes. It was a white sun dress. Her hair was done also, she had a clip in it, and she fut on blush all of the powder on her face. She did look a bit glowing than usual but it wasn't that much of a dramatic change. Trent's face canged to grey. He was nervous. Duncan on the other hand was full of disgust. His expression never looked that sile in his life. It was like the zaidi Trent missed Gwen, the zaidi Duncan got sick of her. Everyone turned their heads, it was pretty scary.
"Gwen! Nice to have wewe back, ya little tramp. Are wewe gonna run away again?" Courtney muttered to herself. Gwen flashed a pittiful smile at her.
"Well... umm... woah... wewe look... different." alisema Chris. Gwen sat in between Cody and Duncan. Cody couldn't help but shoot Duncan dirty looks the whole time he was near him. Duncan glared back at Cody strangely the n he leaned inot Gwen's ear.
"What's up with the clothes and make up? wewe look like frickin Ronald McDonald, the clown." Duncan whispered.
"Don't wewe mean your ex? I didn't put this on. Leshawna did when she woke me up fo rhte luncheon." She alisema picking up her fork.
"Yes and it's pretty annoying. I don't like it." Duncan complained.
"Why?" Gwen asked slamming down her fork. "I can do what I want to. It's just a one time thing, I'll take it off later on when I get sick of it."
"Take it off now. Do wewe know how people are staring at you?" Duncan nagged.
"Trent is right, wewe are uigizaji like a loser!" She mumbled. Trent heard his name so he whipped his head towards gwen. He listened in.
"You alisema that faggit alisema what?"Duncan alisema kinda loudly.
"Hush. wewe sound like a douchebag, and don'tsay that." Gwen complained.
"Just tell me what the little square head said." Duncan whispered. Gwen ignored him and got to eating. Later Jared was associating with some of the guest.
"Are wewe really Mr. agrawal's son? I've never met wewe before! This feels so cool!" alisema Kirby, scooting her plate towards her.
"I'm his step son. He's a pretty awesome guy, I mean he's throwing this big bash, and he even invited the ccast of jersey pwani for crying outloud!" Jared cried.
"Wait what did youjust say? Jersey... Jersey Shore?" Kirby said.
"Yep. I actually met Mike before. He's really cool too. But I'm not sure if it's gona work out. It might get out of hand."Jared alisema Doubtfully.
" I think it's gonna be fun! What's MTV without drama?" Kirby said.
"Well, I guess it can't possibly be that bad..." Jared assumed.
(The dock)
"Where is Max? His skinny butt was supposed to be at the luncheon." Chef complained.
Chef sat on the dock with his feet dangling over the water. He saw something floating up under the dock, and he just thought it was an apparition. So he tucked his head under neath his muscular vainy legs, and he saw Max floating. He started to get angry.
"Max if wewe dont get your butt over here then I'm gonna kick it so hard..." Chef snatched his kwa his arm and shook him like a dog. He wouldn't budge. He threw him down on the dock, and he flipped over. Chef's eyes got big and he started to shutter. Max's back has be aten through, and he had huge bites taken out of him... Max was... dead. Chef ran to the dinning hall as fast as he could. He sprinted like a forest animal in danger. It was a momoment later when he reached the dining hall. He panted, he had sweat on his face and in his hair he said...
"Chris, Meeting in the hallway, wewe and me RIGHT NOW."
"Okay... I'll be back in a few." Chris announced. "Can this wait? Dude, we barely even got to talk!"
"This is an emergency wewe numb nut! Max is dead!" Chef shreiked in a whisper.
"Well he's gonna be in a dakika once I get a hold of him. He's supposed to be here with the guest!" Chris nagged.
"Naw, man! He's gone! Pushing on daisies, 8 miles high, he's up there!" Chef alisema Pointing his shaking finger towards the ceiling.
"We need to remove that body for the party to go on!" Chris said.
"No! People aren't gonna want to come to a island where a man died, Recently!" Chef cried. "what are we gonna do burry it?" Chris paused au a minute. He let out a chuckle.
"Chef that's a perfect idea! Then we'll have everything under controll and the party can stil go on!" Chris planned. Chef thumped Chris in the back of the head. "OW! What was that for?"
"I'm not hiding a dead body somewhere in the forest. I don't think the party should go on!" Chef yelled.
"Are wewe gonna snitch? I don't think so..." Chris said.
"Watch me! I'm outta here, y'all crazy!" Chef alisema Getting ready to storm off.
Ju st before he could reach the door, Chris ran to the jikoni sink. His palms were sweaty and so was his forhead. Chris picked up a pot from the kitchen. Chef reached his hand for the doorknob, and Chris sprinted towards him. Then suddenly...whack... bang! Chris whacked Chef in the head. Chef's head was bleeding from the back but he was still alive, but unconscious. Chef had blood on his shirt, and a little on his arms and face.
"I'm not going down with out a fight wewe punk!" Chris snarled sniffing.
TO BE CONTINUED...
*Iknow all the people who signed up wasn't in here but I only added the TDI and MTV workers. Have wewe in inayofuata time! :)
Written by me! Fan please! <3 you!
