The final chapter. The crowning jewel on this masterpiece. Thank you all for your reviews, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

I don't own Total Drama.

"SHA-ZAM! SCORE! WE WON!" the little boy cheered, jumping up on the couch. Then he grabbed his football off the floor and took off at a jog towards the front door.

"Hey son, where are you going?" Harold asked as he passed his son on his way towards the couch. "Do you want to watch Ninja Academy 3 with me? It's about to start."

"No thanks Pop, I'm going to go practice throwing a football!"

"Oh. Okay then." Harold said, disappointed, as he sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote control while his son ran out into the garden to play.

Ten minutes into the movie, there was a huge CRASH! Harold jumped off the couch and stared in awe at the shattered glass on the far side of the living room, and the little boy who stood in the garden, staring at the broken window with a shocked expression.

"What was that?" Leshawna called, sounding rather alarmed.

"Leshawna!" Harold shouted. "Leshawna! Leshawna, come quick!"

"What is it, sugar-baby?" she asked, the alarm in her voice having grown into full-blown panic and her face wearing a look of worry as she appeared in the doorway. Her eyes grew wide when she too surveyed the damage. "Where's Lightning?!"

"He's okay." Harold said, pointing to the stunned-looking little boy who was still standing in the backyard. "I think he was too far away to hurt himself."

"What on earth happened?" Leshawna asked, looking around the room for the cause of the breakage.

"Whoa." Harold said, reaching down and picking up the football that Lightning had taken outside with him. "Our boy's got mad skills!"

"Of course he does, sugar baby." Leshawna said, laughing. "Well what did you expect – he is your son."

Harold grinned. "True dat."

Leshawna frowned. "We might wanna look into taking some precautionary protective measures though, so our house doesn't get too damaged – at least until he learns how to control his mad skills."

"Good idea." Harold said. "You have no idea how many windows I broke when I was first learning how to use my nunchuks."

Leshawna glanced at the broken glass glittering on the carpet, and chuckled. "Oh, I can imagine."

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