Total Drama Oneshots

Aleheather: Love is a tactic

It was around 3 am. Heather had never been awake this late.

But no matter how hard she tried,sleep just wasn't coming to her the way it usually did,and it was starting to get annoying.

She screamed into her pillow,not wanting to wake the others,they hated her enough already. She reviewed her options in her head. 

She could: A, Stare at the ceiling until she bored herself to sleep; B, wake some of the other girls (This was her least favourite option); Or C, she could visit Alejandro in his cabin.

Unfortunately, C was the best option. That handsome jerk. All day long, he had been teasing her, leading to him not being able to get out of her head.

But maybe he didn't want to see her. After all,he had become quite close to Lindsay and Bridgette. Maybe he was into blondes.

But that couldn't be true,because after they were both eliminated, she saw him sneaking Courtney cookies from first class. She was, quite obviously, a stuck-up, CIT obsessed brunette. 

What did she have that Heather didn't? Heather was much slimmer, and, in her opinion, much prettier. Even if she was missing a few front teeth.

Even though she didn't know it, Heather was tiptoeing towards the boy's cabin. She raised her hand to knock,but her hand never even met the cool metal that made up the entrance.

The door flung open,and she was met with a deep,attractive voice stating, ' I knew you would come, Mi amour. ' 

God,she could hear the smirk in his voice as she raised her head to see, as expected, a tall,muscular teen,towering over her, in all his 6ft glory.

'Of course you did, you all-knowing uh... person...?' Heather's confidence went from 10 to 2 in a matter of seconds.

Alejandro smirked in responses. He could sense Heather was weak. He had been known to intimidate people. 

Rarely the ladies, but Heather was different.

Her sleek,black hair, which was now growing back at a rapid rate, smelt of freshly-baked cookies and lavender. And when she took it down,it was a curtain of beauty. 

It took all his power to not rake his hands through it gently, but she didn't need to know that.

That information could give her an advantage, and Heather was a hard competitor for him to beat anyways. But that was good, it meant she was worthy of his rivalry.

' Well, Miss Kasuga, would you like me to accompany me on a midnight stroll?' He questioned, taking extra care in pronouncing the 'Miss'.

Heather scowled,but followed him back through the corridor anyway.

He tilted a hand towards the seats, motioning for her to sit. As she did,he smiled and scurried out the door. 

He hadn't abandoned her. Heather knew that his chivalrous ways were one of his prides. It boosted his ego,and his chance to win this game.

In less than a minute, he returned with a plate piled high with cookies. 

'Lovely cookies for the madam with a lovely associate.' He stated smugly 

Heather rolled her eyes. She took one and Alejandro took the seat next to her, placing the cookies on the armrest between them.

'So..' Heather finally built up the courage to start some conversation.' Why did you bring me here instead of just waking Courtney? You two seem to be getting real close lately.'

Alejandro's smirk dropped. Of course she would make some snarky remark when he had been nothing but kind. Sort of.

'Well, Mi Amour, love makes people vulnerable. It's good for shows like this. You use tactics to get you ahead. I thought you,of all people, would know that.' He explained.

Heather was taken aback. She felt so stupid, so naive, to have actually believed that he only flirted with then to make her jealous. Of course it was just tactics. He would never show any interest in her. Last season she didn't even have any hair.

Alejandro stood up,as if to leave, and Heather half-expected him to. But instead, he reached out a large, perfectly tanned hand for her to take. Heather slid her hand into his, and rose from her seat gently.

'Sitting in these first-class seats, scoffing cookies and talking about ridiculous flings in the dark is quite boring,no?' Alejandro purred, trying to gather Heather's trust.

She didn't agree, but she nodded nevertheless. Alejandro flashed her a winning smile and then pulled her out, towards the door of the plane,but not before making sure Heather was still holding the plate of cookies.

He glanced around, as if to make sure no one was watching, and pressed a hidden button on the steel wall surrounding the exit. The door creaked,and then opened slowly. 

Alejandro led her out onto the plank of elimination, and guided her down to the floor. These cookies had a very special attraction within them, Alejandro thought to himself.

'Heather, my love, I brought you out here, with the cookies, to do something very special.' he began. 'Since the moment I set eyes on you, I have been captivated by your beauty, and I dread when I must disappear into the boy's cabin, separated from you.'

He knelt down on one knee, and carried on with his speech,'In my family,it is traditional that a man must propose twice in a relationship,' He pulled out a small black box, and Heather's heartbeat pounded double time.' One for marriage,he grinned, and the other, for dating officially.'

He opened the box to reveal a breathtaking ring.It was a sturdy band of silver,and in the middle a beautiful ruby. Heather's breath came to a halt,and all she could hear was her heart, beating faster than it ever had before. 

' Ruby for your fiery personality,and silver for your grey eyes, Mi Amour.' Alejandro whispered

'So Miss Kasuga, do you accept my proposal?' Alejandro knew that she wouldn't be able to resist his charms, yet that was a doubtful feeling growing in his stomach. After all, Heather would surely have been able to have any man she wanted in her grasp.

'I..I do!' Heather grinned. She was ready for a serious relationship, and Alejandro was the one she wanted it with.

He lifted up her chin, and placed a delicate kiss on her forehead. He held her in his arms, not daring to do anything that could ruin the moment.

They let go and padded silently back to their rooms. The cookies lay forgotten...