Chris' Daughter /Total Drama Fanfic/

Chapter 14: Million Dollar Babies - Part 1

*Last time on Total Drama Action... our caveman movie challenges made some people look good and other people look better. Bald Heather was obsessed with getting hair by any means necessary. And Duncan fell for Someone. Again. As their reward, the Grips won a mammoth rack of mastodon ribs, which, due to an unsaid accident, may be preserved for future paleontologists instead. Will Heather keep her hair? Will Courtney survive the ire of her teammates? And what will become of her and Duncan? Find out the answers right now on Total. Drama. Action!*

I woke up at the sound of the trumpet being played poorly. I removed the blanket off of me and climbed down the ladder, and when I walked out of the trailer, I saw Courtney on the floor. I looked at her and snorted before Chris threw a ball of spaghetti at me when I wasn't expecting it, but thankfully, my reflexes caught it. "Need some help here, princess?" I asked Courtney, who was still on the ground and glaring at me, what could I say? I'm kinda attracted... or am I just horny? Who knows and no, who said I thought of Gwen when I look at other people? No one lmao pff. It's just my conscience making me feel guilty for some reason.

"Suck that 'ghetti back, your lovable underdogs destined to come back from certain failure. We're got a training run." Chris announced, and next thing we knew, we were jogging for how many hours. "That all you got, sports fans? Man up! It's time for more action!" Chris yelled as I fell on the plastic lawn. "Three cups of spaghetti followed by a 3K jog? All I'm ready for is a nap. W-What is this? Plastic lawn?" Leshawna asked getting on the ground. "AstroTurf. Hello? It's a set. Today's competition is gonna require sweat, guts, heart, and sweat." Chris said with a smile. Heather raised her brow, "You said sweat twice."

"I wanna go back to bed." I whined and gave Chris my puppy eyes, and he tried to avoid it but eventually gave it when he threw the clean towel from his shoulder at me, making sure it didn't look gentle. I used the towel as a blanket and laid on the ground. "Because it's not just your sweat you'll be dealing with. There's Chef's sweat, too! Cause you'll be pushing him the length of the field! And he just ate a huge jar of jalapeño peppers, so he's spraying like a gym class shower." Chris announced.

"Um, excuse me, (Y/n)'s sleeping." I heard Courtney complain. "Jeez, Gw-Courtney if you wanted to join me, you could have asked." I told her when I turned around. "We gotta push spiced up Chef like he's a football dummy?" Justin asked as Chef replied, "Don't call me a dummy!" I then felt all my teammates' eyes on me, "(Y/n), you're strong right?" Harold asked. "Wtf, I'm not gonna do it." I told him as I covered my face with the towel. "Because Gwen's not here to fangirl for you?" Duncan asked, and I could hear him smirk, like Dolores who? "Okay, (Y/n) get up." Chris said, grabbing the towel, grabbing my wrist, and pulling me up. "What does Gwen's fangirl have to do with this?" I asked Duncan, crossing my arms. "We saw the wink you gave her back then, don't lie." Heather smirked, and I raised both of my hands in the air, "Oh no, I've been caught." I said dramatically before grabbing my hair tie and faced to Courtney, "You meant this?" I asked, tying my hair up then winked seductively at her, Courtney scoffed and rolled her eyes, making me chuckle and shot her with my finger guns. "You knew what you were doing?" Duncan asked and I giggled, "Of course, I know what effect I have on people- Heather take this challenge for the team?" I asked her. "Um, I am not swapping sweat with an oversized jalapeño."

Leshawna decided to join in and said, "You're taking it for the team. Now get your skinny behind out there and push that dummy!" "What'd I say about the dummy thing?" Chef exclaimed as we ignored him. "You can do this one without me." Heather said placing both of her hands on her hips. "Gotta side with (Y/n) and Leshawna on this one. You're doing it." Duncan said.