Chris' Daughter /Total Drama Fanfic/
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  • Parts 26
  • Time 4h 25m
  • Reads 201,412
  • Votes 4,291
  • Parts 26
  • Time 4h 25m
Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2020
(Y/n) Mclean, labeled as "The intern" is the daughter of the host Chris Mclean. She was just part of the camera crew until her father begged for her to be in Season 2, did she accept or not? Find out and Welcome to this Total. Drama. Fanfic!

Copyright © 2020 Uriel_Sinclair, inc. all rights reserved. No reposting, modifying, or translation of any kind allowed. Unless you have permission to do so, Thank you for your cooperation.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama characters portrayed in this story besides the ones I've created. This is an X reader but please keep the mean comments about the outfit and the personality if it isn't your style.

Warning: 
- mild suggestive themes, don't read if it makes you uncomfortable. (They're aged up to 18 btw)
- fourth wall breaks. It cannot be fixed 🥲
- A lot of references from different fandoms.

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