Punks Got Your Heart (Duncan x Reader)

One Down, Two To Go

     "I'm here as a wildcard, as my dad would put it." You began explaining. "I'm here to keep things fun and interesting along with your other campers, but don't doubt that I am here to win that $100,000. And promise me when I say, I have no better chance of winning than anyone else here. My father takes his authenticity in his programming very seriously." You smiled at the end. "So make sure you all stay tuned in for this season of Total Drama Island because I'm not even sure what is going to be going on."

      Always have to promo a potential next season, makes the audience push for another and makes it easier for the studio to green light a new contract, you thought. "Maybe I really am my fathers daughter", you mumbled so the camera couldn't hear, as a shiver ran down your spine as you signed off at the confessional and exited the outhouse. The warm summer air blew in through the trees as you wrapped your arms around yourself and started on the mile or so trek up the cliff. Campers scattered along the trail, the ones higher up looking like ants, unable to distinguish from each other. Directly in front of you, Owen and D.J. were walking together, the larger of the two slowly inflating arm floaties. Jogging slightly, your flip flops giving away your presence, the two boys turned around to see you.

    "Hey you! How's it going?" Owen said, his voice out of breath between the inflating and the walking.

    "Pretty good! Ready to go swimming!" You beamed as you fell into step with your two competitors.

    "You're not scared?!?" D.J. squealed as you took the uninflated arm floatie from Owen.

    "Not particularly, there's no way they're going to let any of us die on national television." You pointed out before you started inflating the orange band.

    "She has a point there, dude." Owen offered in support as he struggled to inflate his slowly growing band. Finishing off yours, you handed it to him. We kept walking together with D.J. panicking and Owen wheezing up the hill. Eventually, Owen fell behind and you and D.J. a kept up your pace until you caught up with Duncan.

    "Well, howdy there, sunshine!" You said with a smile as you and D.J. fell side by side with him. He scoffed until he realised that it was you and he smiled.

    "Hello, hello." Duncan said, his eyes running over your frame until he reached your shorts and his eyes lit up. "You didn't have to go dressing up in my favourite colours, sweetheart, but I will say that I am a fan." You covered your face with your hand and groaned as D.J. interjected.

    "That is the same shade as your mohawk, very classic punk colour scheme." He remarked, as you looked over at him and nodded.

    "Those were the colours we usually wore for our shows." You confirmed his observation as the wind started blowing again and your arms flew around yourself for warmth. Duncans arm flew around you and immediately heat rushed into your shoulders.

    "You were in a band, princess?" Duncan asked, the volume of his voice reminding you how close he was to you.

    "Still am, mostly gigs in dive bars, but we're working on an album and plan on releasing it when I get released from this purgatory." You explained.

     "Very hot." was the only response you got from the man who pulled you closer. You rolled your eyes as all three of you continued our journey. Making it to the top, we realised that most of the campers had already made it to the top, the Killer Bass closer to the edge than the current members of the Screaming Gophers. Chris and Chef stood at the very edge of the cliff with Chef appearing to be taking roll to ensure every camper made it. A camera man stood behind the two and several tripods lined the edge of the cliff. You gave a small wave to Gwen, who was chatting with Trent, earning yourself a glare from Heather and a scoff from Courtney when we joined our team.

    "Fraternising with the enemy already?" Courtney accused. Before you were able to defend yourself, heavy breathing and groaning interrupted the peaceful atmosphere. You all turned out heads to see Owen crawling up the remainder of the cliff. Chef nodded at Chris and gave the signal for the intern to begin recording.

    "Today's challenge is threefold." Chris started to explain. "Your first task is to jump off this 1,000 foot cliff."

    "Piece of cake." Bridgette said and you nodded.

    "If you look down, you will see two target areas. the wider area represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with psychotic man-eating sharks. Inside that area is a safe zone. That's your target area, which we're pretty sure is shark-free." Chris explained, motioning down to the water below.

    "Excuse me?" Lawshawna said in astonishment.

    "For each member of your team that jumps and actually survives. There will be a crate of supplies waiting below. Inside each crate are supplies that you'll need for the second part of the challenge. Building a hot tub! The team with the best one gets to have a wicked hot tub party tonight. The losers will be sending someone home. Let's see, Killer Bass, you're up first." Chris smiled evilly, as both him and Chef stepped towards the side of the cliff edge.

    "Oh wow, so who wants to go first?" Bridgette asked, and getting a reply of silence.

    "So, who's up?" Eva said, firmly breaking the silence.

    "Ladies first." Duncan said, removing his arm from you and giving a slight push. You rolled your eyes and slapped his chest with your hand.

    "Fine, I'll go first." Bridgette said, making her way to the edge of the cliff. Mumbling something about insane cliffs and angry sharks, she took a deep breath in and jumped. We all rushed to the edge to see her land safely in the inner circle. Letting out a collective sigh, the entire group stepped back.

    "She did it, yeah!" Tyler said, taking a few steps back, providing himself a pathway. He started running and leaped off the cliff. "Cowabunga!" He screamed as he plummeted. He looked clear for the most part but next thing you knew, his body slammed into a buoy. Collective groans spread throughout both groups as Tyler slid off of the buoy and fell into the water. Next was Geoff and Eva, both of them making it into the safe zone successfully. You walked to the edge and looked down, before being joined by your green haired shadow.

    "Ready, princess?" Duncan teased as you turned around to face the group. You flicked off Chris with one hand and grabbed Duncans hand with the other.

    "As I'll ever be, jailbird." And with that, you took a step backwards and felt the ground disappear from below you.

    "Oh shit," His voice trailing as he joined you in your descent, squeezing your hand. The air whipped around us and your hair flew everywhere around your face. It was freeing, spreading your arms out as you flew down with Duncan in tow.

    "Woooooo!" You called out, adrenaline beginning to course through your veins as the sight of the water got closer and closer. Straightening yourself out, your feet pointing downwards now, you embraced for the impact. Using your free hand, you gripped your nose to keep the inflow of water out. Piercing through the water, your entire body was engulfed in warmth as you continued to plummet downwards. On impact, your hand was released as you saw Duncan sinking down next to you. The peacefulness of the water soon became eerie as you were unsure of which zone you had landed in. Spinning around and seeing no sharks close enough to cause bodily harm, you lazily kicked your way upwards, your lungs started to crave the oxygen you had been depriving it of. Breaking the surface of the water, you reflexively took in a large breath and began removing your dripping hair from your face. Cheers from the rest of your team on the boat Chef was navigating made you realize that you had completed the challenge successfully. A hand was offered to you from the boat as you paddled your way towards the boat. Taking it, Duncan pulled you up onto the boat and you sat down next to Bridgette. Wringing your hair out, water dripping onto the deck, you looked up to see Duncan running a hand through his wet hair and smiling at you in awe.

    "Thanks for the pull, princess."