"EhEhEhEh" sounded my alarm, it was 6:15 am,damn my military up bringing. I feel like a zombie and my bed is so toasty,but I sucked it up and rolled out of bed and practically crawled to the bathroom.I took a shower and did my morning routine,the competitors would arrive today. Great now that I'm clean and put myself together a bit what in the gingerbread am I gonna wear? I think I should wear something I can move in, so I'm going with red high waisted double breasted shorts.If you don't know what double breasted looks like, i basically have three buttons on the left and another 3 on the right going vertically right next to each other. I grabbed a baby blue tank top, and threw on some pale yellow accessories. I put my hair up in a tight high ponytail with a few tendrils framing my face, a pale yellow bow spilling over my ponytail, and I lightly curled the tips of my hair. I finished off my outfit with my silver heart locket and my black rubber converse high top boots, gotta represent! Finally,I'm done!
Now I'm heading downstairs to make a pancake breakfast. Marshall liked banana pancakes, Sam and Uncle Chris liked chocolate chip pancakes, and I'm pretty sure that Dad didn't really have a preference.
"Linette? Hum I thought I smelled somethin good,watcha makin?"
"Morning Papá I'm making a pancake smörgåsbord!I hope you like them, are Sam and Marshall up yet?Oh and Uncle Chris as well?" Dad chuckled at me, I think it's because I was so happy and energetic this morn, which is an unusual trait in this family. Or maybe because I was bopping along to the Irish folk music playing in the background.
"I'll go check on everyone, nice moves by the way!" Dad was halfway up the stairs but I could tell he was smirking.
"Be careful Sam might attack you so don't freak her out!" I yelled, while divvying up strawberries and cooking turkey bacon. I set the table with maple syrup, butter, honey, and whipped cream. I stacked every dish with pancakes and on Uncle Chris's and Dad's stacks I put a bit of whipped cream and a handful of chopped walnuts,and topped it off with some diced strawberries. Before I even got to marvel at my creation Marshall and Sam came bounding down the stairs,followed by Dad and Uncle Chris. As soon as they sat down Marshall and Sam shoveled food into their faces,which is why I didn't waste my time decorating theirs. Dad and Uncle Chris were much more civilized, much to my relief.
"Mmmm Linette these taste and look almost as good as me,and that's saying something!"At least Uncle Chris seems to like it.I'm more worried about what my Dad will say,he's a bit of a critic.
"Thank you Uncle,I'm glad you like it.What do you think Papá?"
He looked up from his food and straight into my eyes with a serious expression plastered on his face. His expression changed to one of happiness, with what I thought was a tear in the corner of his eye. "Linette you're a chip of the ol'block, this is exquisite!"
"Oh you are so over dramatic,sooo whiny."
"Shut up man!"
"I'm glad you like them Papá, it makes me really happy." Marshall and Sam who up to now were ignoring us, were trying to teach Dad and Uncle Chris about Minecraft and Overwatch. I just tuned them out during the remainder of breakfast, when they started to leave I got ready to clean up from breakfast. Just as I was about to start on the dishes Dad stopped me.
"I'll take it from here Linette, you go out and explore the island a little bit."
A small smile was pasted on my face as I grabbed my bag and headed out. "Thank you Papá!" So I went to wander around the camp grounds and through the mess hall.I bypassed the beach, and headed up the cliff. I found a lovely spot under a tree near the top of the cliff that was warmed by the sun. I lied down the blanket and took out my book. I was reading The Heir by Kierra Cass, and I was drifting in and out of daydreams for a few hours until lunch. Marshall came to take my to the mess hall where we had grilled chicken and roasted sweet potatoes.Dad wasn't there so I guessed he already ate and that now he was getting the campers.After a quick lunch Uncle Chris took us down to the docks.Sam rode with him on his RV,and Marshall rode with me on my Quad. Marshall is still to young to take my quad for a ride by himself but that doesn't stop him from trying.When we got to the docks I put the key in my bra,boobs are natures pocket. He looked a bit disappointed, him and Sam went to dangle their feet in the water at the edge of the dock. I sat on my quad while Uncle Chris did his intro and welcomed the campers.Needless to say the three of us got quite a few curious looks. To me only a few people really stood out Leshawna, Harold, Izzy,Owen,Gwen,and Duncan. Less notable competitors Noah,DJ,Cody,Trent,Beth,Eva, Bridgette,Justin, Tyler,and Lindsey. The most irritating people seem to be Katie,Sadie,Ezekiel,Jeff, .Heather,and above all Courtney.
"Yo what's up with the chick and the kiddies?"Duncan broke threw my thoughts. Dad threw a rock at him and it hit his arm.
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Chef Hatchets Lark of Grace
FanfictionA total drama story. Chef Hatchet's daughter and Chris McLain's niece(both biological). Linette Marionette Hatchet is Chef Hatchet's daughter, she is 16 and goes on the show to mend the relationship between herself and her father,as well as herself...