Title: Total Drama Crack

Pairings: Varies, all of them will be crack

Summary: Just a bunch of TDI pairings that won't ever happen. Warning: Serious blindness may occur from over-exposure to fic.

Disclaimer: Don't and won't ever own it.

Author's Note: This is crack. As in TDI pairings that are totally random and completely obscene. Don't be flamin', just to tell me that I must be insane to like these pairings. Everyone's entitled to their own likes and whatnot. And I do like canon stuff like D/C, G/T, B/G, I/O, L/T, L/H, etc.

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"I am so sorry, Todd," Lindsay looked down sadly. She was sitting on Trent's bedside, watching him sleep, somewhat peacefully. Trent had landed up in the Medical Tent with Nurse Chef after Lindsay inadvertently poisoned him with Japanese blowfish.

"Huh?" he stirred in his sleep. Trent slowly opened his eyes and looked up. All he saw was Lindsay's big blue eyes hovering right over him. "AH!" Trent screamed and rolled off of the cot he was resting on.

"Oh my gosh, Todd! Are you okay," Lindsay helped him up.

"I'm-" Trent started to answer but threw up instead. "I think it's moving…"

"I'm so sorry, Todd!" Lindsay threw her arms around him.

"Uh..." Trent started, unsure of what to say to Lindsay. "It's Trent and you're squishing me," he said, suffocated.

"I'm sorry!" Lindsay cried.

"It's okay," Trent replied, trying to comfort her. "Really."

"You sure?" she looked up at him with her doe eyes.

"Yeah," Trent coolly, meeting her eyes with his own.

"O-Okay," Lindsay smiled weakly at him. She kissed him softly.

"What was that for?" Trent asked her, confused.

"To make up for what Nurse Chef…" Lindsay handed him her compact mirror. One look at his lipstick ridden face, thanks to Nurse Chef's CPR and he fainted, again.

"This might be bad," Lindsay bit her lip.

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