Devil's Love

The Big Sleep: Part 1

*Last time on Total Drama Island*

After Ezekiel left the Island, the Screaming
Gophers all sat in their new hot tub and celebrated. "To The Screaming Gophers." Cody toasted, and so did the rest of his team."Go Gophers, Go Gophers." LeShawna cheered as she danced with both Noah and Owen. While everyone was celebrating their team's victory, Bree sat on her bed on the girls' side of the Gophers cabin and expertly colored her sketch of Chris.

~Time-Skip~

It was very early in the morning, the moon and
Stars were still lighting the night sky, and all campers were fast asleep except for Bree, who had just woken up. She quietly got off her bunk and started getting dressed. After she finished, Bree grabbed her backpack and walked out of the cabin without waking her teammates up. 'I might as well explore a little.' Bree smiled and wandered around the camp briefly before walking towards the woods. She soon stopped at the entrance, reached into the pocket of her pants, and pulled out her knife.

Using her knife, Bree carves a mark into the trunk of an old oak tree before putting it away. "Vandalizing a poor tree. D would be so proud." Bree laughed to herself as she walked into the woods. While she was walking, Bree took this time to take in the wildlife and enjoy the beauty of nature. Bunnies, squirrels, owls, and chipmunks were the only animals Bree had seen until she stumbled upon Molotov, the grizzly bear painfully crying. The cries of the grizzly were so loud that Bree couldn't stand to see or listen to him in pain.

She slowly approached the big bear. When he saw her, Molotov growled at her threateningly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I want to help." Bree softly says to Molotov, who glared at her. The grizzly finally let her help him because she wasn't a threat. Bree carefully approached Molotov, and as she walked closer to him, she noticed three big thorns stuck in his paw. 'I'd be crying too if I had those thorns stuck in my foot.' Bree winced as she stood in front of the intimidating bear. "I'm not going to lie, this will hurt. But you'll feel so much better once they're gone." Bree reassured as she removed the first thorn from his paw.

Molotov roared in pain, and Bree gently petted him until he was calm enough for her to pull out the second thorn. Once the pesky thorn was removed, she moved on to the last thorn, and as soon as she started pulling it out, Molotov accidentally slashed her arm while crying out in pain. After she removed the final thorn, Bree took off her bag and unzipped it. Reaching into her pack, she took out a small first aid kit. Opening the kit, she pulled out a couple of bandages and wrapped Molotov's paw. Once she finished bandaging the bear's paw, Bree took this chance to examine her arm.