Hello! I'm so sorry for not updating sooner, I had a lot of exams on and stuff but I finally finished Year 12 and it feels so good! Thank you to everyone who's reviewed and enjoy :) Also, random question: did everyone enjoy All Stars? I wasn't a big fan but AleHeather finally became canon so yay for that! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama obviously.
Heather kept her arms folded as she sat in economy class, even though her team had won fair and square in Jamaica, Chris had made them all stay in economy until he said so. Craig was nowhere to be found, she hadn't spoken to him since he brought up the wedding that shall no longer be spoken about and would continue to ignore him until she felt fit.
Though she really didn't think it through, because now that she was ignoring him, he spent all of his time with Courtney and it was driving her crazy. Courtney still palmed off most of his flirty antics, everyone once in a while blushing before muttering she had a boyfriend but Heather could see the attraction building between them. It sickened her, she would never say she was jealous, she was Heather but still, watching them made her sick.
She was stolen from her thoughts however when she saw Alejandro stand up and walk out of economy, clearly fed up with his idiotic team mates Noah and Owen and whatever the hell they were even doing (it involved peppers and milk?). He stomped off rather dramatically and went to push the doors to first class open when he heard Chris and Chef talking, looking in carefully and seeing the dark figure.
"Are you sure about this?" Chef asked.
"This'll be the best! He knows his mission!" Chris laughed.
"Wait..." Alejandro didn't notice the third voice, it was much deeper than Craig's was so it couldn't have been him.
The Latino backed away from the door and turned, a dark shadowed figure suddenly beside him and knocking him unconscious before he could even scream in terror.
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"It's not like I'm jealous of Craig and Courtney, ew no." Heather scowled, folding her arms, "It's just he thinks he can flirt with her in front of me, knowing I'm angry at him and it's really really annoying!...but he's been missing all day, where the hell could he be?"
Chris announced for them all to head to the cargo hold, as the challenge was about to begin. Heather looked around now noticing both Craig and Alejandro were missing. Good riddance! Maybe she'd actually be able to concentrate properly in a challenge now!
"Welcome to England!" Chris announced as they sat on a crappy bus, "The challenge today is to capture the most evil and mysterious murderer in all of England, the infamous Jack the Ripper! If you know the story, he terrorized Victorian England and his identity to this day, still remains a mystery. So yeah, you have to capture him!"
"But where's Alejandro and Craig?" Heather asked, trying to cover the nerves in her tone.
"They both already got captured!" Chris replied, snickering evilly.
"But Craig is a host-"
"He's captured! Drop it!" Chris cut Courtney off.
The bus made its way to the Tower of London as Heather learnt that both Gwen and Courtney were actually useful, having knowledge on the history of London. In front of the two teams stood two very well dressed guards.
"Your first challenge is to find the clue hidden in these guard's clothes! Which means...you have to strip them down!" Chris laughed.
"That's disgusting!" Courtney gagged.
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"This is exactly why my little cousins aren't allowed to watch this show." Noah rolled his eyes.
With...Jack the Ripper?
The shadowy figure sat on the plane, searching a map of London for Whitechapel, where he was headed after tormenting all of the contestants. Alejandro was made to sit in first class with the Jack the Ripper, looking both bored and annoyed at the idea. He should have known Jack the Ripper was Craig! How could he be so freaking idiotic!?
"So, wait, Whitechapel's all the way over there." Craig said, sounding confused, taking the mask off.
"Idiota..." Alejandro muttered.
"Dude! How do you read a map?" Craig asked, turning around.
Alejandro pushed himself to his feet and walked over to Craig, pointing to Whitechapel on the map and showing Craig where he needed to go. He may not like the co-host but helping him would keep Craig off his back and that's all Alejandro could really want.
"From the Tower of London, you go this way." Alejandro said.
"Oh, thanks man." Craig replied, scrunching up the map and shoving it into his coat.
"Craig!" Chris called through a walky-talky, "Where are you? Hurry up!"
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"It's as if I'm conversing with a three year old." Alejandro sighed.
Back at the challenge!
"Well, I'm not doing it." Heather folded her arms.
"Either am I!" Courtney huffed.
Gwen wasn't particularly sure how long her team had spent arguing over who was stripping the dumb guard but she was getting quite fed up with it. She looked over at the other team and saw they were still deliberating who was going to do the deed too when an idea struck her. Sierra and Cody were both as equally distracted by the argument to not notice her create the fake Cody mask and strap it to the guard's head.
"Sierra! Look! Cody wants you to strip him!" Gwen said.
"Oooo, Cody-kins!" Sierra squealed, running over and yanking the guard's clothing off.
"Tyler's doing it." Noah and Owen both said together, after a long and straining competition of scissors, paper, rock.
The clue flew out of Team Amazon's guard's shoe and landed in Lindsay's hands, the blonde giggling with excitement.
"Pull a top a sudden spire..." Courtney snatched it and read out, before gasping, "Quick, follow me!" (I don't really know what she actually said, but it sounded like this, so oh well.)
Team Amazon ran off as Tyler tried stripping the guard with his teeth, Noah and Owen both questioning his antics a little. The Amazon team ran into the tower and followed Courtney up a staircase when Sierra stopped Cody, squealing childishly.
"We can kiss in secret like the lords and ladies of the times!" She grinned.
"Uh...we really should...follow the team..." Cody backed away, when he heard Sierra shriek in fear.
They were both suddenly grabbed by the Ripper, Craig snickering into his voice changer as he shoved them into the bag. Sierra shouted some sort of god awful nonsense as Craig ran back to the plane and deposited them both onto the floor, disappearing into the night once more.
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"This challenge is strangely rewarding." Craig chuckled.
The Amazons ran into the torture room where Heather was forced into being the one to be tortured, she did have it coming though. They received their clue quickly and ran past Team Chris, Heather rubbing her sore wrists.
"I got this guys!" Tyler said determinedly, jumping onto the torture machine and letting Noah and Owen strap him in.
"Hurry before Alejandro shows up and makes me do it because I'm shorter." Noah said.
"You don't like Al?" Owen asked.
"I just don't trust the guy. Think about it, he's like Heather but with social skills." Noah replied, "He's like an eel dipped in grease swimming in motor oil."
"Wet?" Owen blinked.
"Slippery." Noah corrected, the clue appearing before them and he and Owen leaving, forgetting about poor Tyler.
Heather scowled as her team walked up to the dining room, demanding that she and only she should watch the door. She'd been on the torture machine, it was only fair! So, she waited outside while the other three went in. She didn't particularly care that Sierra and Cody had gone missing, it made her team a lot less annoying BUT she was curious if Jack the Ripper had grabbed them. She filed her nails and muttered harsh comments about her team mates that most likely wouldn't be allowed to air when she heard a noise. She froze, looking around in fear, her heart racing when someone grabbed her, pulling her behind the wall.
"Let go of me!" She shouted, thrashing as the Ripper began to laugh.
"Why the hell are you so mad at me?!" She stopped, that sounded an awful lot like Craig.
He lifted the mask of his head, Heather looking more than surprised as he stood quietly, an angry, hurt and also very determined look in his eye.
"You're the Ripper?" She asked.
"The guy died like a hundred years ago, who else would be the ripper?" Craig replied sharply, "Now answer me, why are you so mad at me?"
"Because you brought up that stupid wedding and it was all I could think about for like a whole dumb day!" She huffed, folding her arms.
"That's it? It was three years ago, Heather! I get I hurt you that night, but it's done, it's over, I'm sorry." Craig groaned, "Can we just go back to whatever the hell we have?"
"We don't have anything." Heather narrowed her eyes.
"Really? Fine, whatever." Craig rolled his eyes, brushing off her comment, "But seriously, you talk to me, you're mad, you don't talk to me, you glare at me from a distance. Make up your mind!"
"Stop talking to Courtney." Heather said, "Then I'll drop the wedding thing."
Craig stepped back for a moment, looking blank. That's all she wanted? She was...Heather, he was surprised she didn't say something like him being her slave or giving her information about the next challenge. All she wanted was him to stop talking to the girl she thought he had a crush on?
"You're jealous." Craig snickered.
"I am not!" Heather growled.
"But fine, done deal, me and Courtney don't talk anymore." Craig sighed, a small smirk on his lips.
"Good." Heather smiled slightly, quite pleased with the result.
"Also, you're out. I have to take you back to the plane." Craig said, his hands moving to her waist and pulling her close, "I'm supposed to shove you in the bag but you'd probably beat me up."
"Shut up." Heather rolled her eyes, "And I'm not kissing you in that outfit."
"You wanna bet?" Craig grinned, Heather putting her hands on his chest to push him back.
He chuckled and leant in, his lips meeting hers and Heather's arms sliding around his neck and pulling their bodies together, Craig smiling against hers lip.
"But we gotta go." Craig said suddenly, stepping back, "I mean, I've gotta go pretend to murder more people."
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"Obviously I wasn't jealous, I just didn't want him around her, he's my ex-boyfriend." Heather rolled her eyes.
Craig shoved Heather onto the plane before disappearing once again, Heather grumbling before walking over to join the other contestants. She noticed the rather annoyed expression on Alejandro's face and decided it'd be fun to mess with his quick departure to the challenge. She stalked over to him and stood beside him, shifting on her leg so she was leaning closer.
"You're not one to be eliminated so easily." She teased, "Especially by Craig."
"Your attempts to tease me are fruitless, you know." He rolled his eyes.
"It's not my fault it's hilarious that he got you first." She snickered, "I mean, the idiot probably didn't know where the Tower of London was!"
"More like Whitechapel." Alejandro muttered.
"Huh? Whitechapel? Why the hell would Craig go there?" Heather questioned.
"Why would I know that? He's a moron." Alejandro retorted, "Speaking of, what do you even see in him?"
"What's it to you?" Heather scrunched her face up, Alejandro noting how cute she looked like that.
"I'm mildly curious." He shrugged.
Heather scoffed and rolled her eyes, though she noticed the rather annoyed look he had when she half smiled at the thought of Craig once more, was he...he couldn't possibly be jealous! To be jealous he had to have some sort of feelings for her and that was impossible because he wasn't capable of actually liking a girl, was he?
"Oh my god..." Heather's jaw dropped a little, "Are you jealous of Craig?"
Alejandro sighed and grabbed her arm, he had some sort of inkling this conversation would arise soon, just not now. He wasn't jealous, he couldn't be jealous because Heather was nothing but a mere toy to him, a puppet, one he'd play with to reach the ultimate goal - the million dollar prize money. Feelings could get in the way and there was no way Alejandro would ever let that occur.
He ended up dragging her into the empty economy class, Heather somewhat annoyed that she would be missing parts of the challenge but also genuinely curious to see what his answer to her question was. They faced one another, her arms folded tight and an annoyed look spread across her features, Alejandro looking rather bored.
"Jealousy would imply that I harboured some sort of romantic feelings toward you, which I don't." He answered simply, "And if anyone is to speak of jealousy, it would be your undeniable jealousy towards Craig and Courtney."
"Ugh! As if! I'm not jealous of Courtney!" Heather groaned.
"Then neither of are jealous." He said.
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"Let me repeat, I am not jealous of Courtney! Anyway, Craig promised he wouldn't go near her again so like I can anymore." She rolled her eyes.
Courtney, Gwen and Lindsay had received their last clue and all stood in the dining area while Gwen distracted the corgi dogs, trying to figure out the last clue. Lindsay tilted her head and looked up at Courtney.
"A double-decker bus?" She asked.
"Yes!" Courtney clicked her fingers together, "Lets go, Gwen!"
The trio ran off and gasped once they'd reached out, noticing Heather was taken and realising it was only them left. Or so they thought. For when they turned around, the Ripper had grabbed Lindsay and dragged her away, Courtney and Gwen shrieking as they ran for it. Owen and Noah however had just made their way into the dining hall, after running back and realising they'd forgotten Tyler. Noah read the clue why Owen - in a rather idiotic way distracted the corgi dogs and Owen had also guessed a double decker bus, which they ran for.
"I knew there was a brain in there somewhere!" Noah said.
"Aww, thanks buddy!" Owen grinned.
As they made their way to the double-decker bus, they noticed both Courtney and Gwen inside. However, the Ripper was no where in sight as the Ripper walked up to some grungy punk club in Whitechapel to snag his actual target.
Chris snickered as he walked onto the bus, all four remaining competitors looking down as he announced they had unsuccessfully not captured the Ripper and were needed back at the plane. Once reunited with their teams, Noah felt the harsh glare of a certain Latino while the Ripper stood proudly beside Chris, with a loud rumbling bag in his hand.
"So, who was the Ripper?" Courtney questioned, her arms folded.
"And what on Earth is in that bag?" Gwen added.
"Isn't it obvious?" Heather rolled her eyes, walking up to him and ripping the mask off, the few who didn't know gasping at Craig's sudden appearance, "The Ripper was Craig."
"We were gonna use Ezekiel, but really, who wants him back in the game." Craig shrugged, "And it looks like I was the only successful person today as I caught...wait for it..."
Craig emptied his bag and Duncan fell out, the punk blinking and looking confused, sporting a rather obvious black eye.
"Duncan!" They all gasped.
"You mean I was shoved into a bag to be brought back here! No freakin' way, McLean!" Duncan growled.
"That's what you get for skipping out on your contract, Duncan!" Chris retorted, "And since neither team won, you'll both be eliminating a member tonight! And...I guess, Craig can pick the team who goes up to first class with him."
"Team Amazon, duh! But who's team is Duncan on though?" Craig asked.
"Team Me!" Chris grinned
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"Well, it's obvious who I'm voting for." Heather rolled her eyes.
Craig however wasn't as stupid as he looked and easily figured out that Heather would be quite the target in the Team Amazon elimination, so he took it upon himself to fix that. He grabbed Courtney and dragged her away from her team, making sure Heather didn't see him at all.
"Court, babe, you gotta vote for like Lindsay." Craig said, "Think about it, you guys need Heather, she's a total game changer."
"You just want her here because you like her." Courtney rolled her eyes, "And what's in it for me if I do?"
"I'm co-host, I'll do anything you want." Craig shrugged, "I brought you guys to first class, didn't I?"
"True, but that's not enough. I'll figure something, ok." Courtney folded her arms, "Only because my boyfriend is back."
Craig rolled his eyes and walked away, heading the elimination room where Chris was standing and the teams were gathering to complete the voting process. Craig waited with folded arms as he noticed Courtney sit beside Duncan and the uncomfortable face the delinquent pulled when she took his hand in her own.
"With the majority votes from each team, tonight's evictees are..." Chris paused for the ever so dramatic effect he thought he was building, "Noah! And Lindsay!"
Alejandro folded his arms in triumph and Noah rolled his eyes, leaving a cautious warning about eels, while Lindsay was given a pathetic push by Chris so she wasn't able to kiss Tyler goodbye. Craig tilted his head as he saw Duncan turn and smile at Gwen, the goth girl smiling back - all this to the oblivious eyes of Courtney. He frowned and folded his arms, something was going on there and he had to get to the bottom of it.
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"I can't believe Duncan is back! I shouldn't be this happy." Gwen sighed, "But I'm so happy!"
She squeaked as Duncan opened the door and shut it behind him, Gwen gasping and covering her mouth before soft giggles slipped through her lips.
"What happened to your eye?" She asked.
"That idiot Carter gave it to me after I tried to fight back." Duncan grumbled, taking her hand in his.
They stood there still for a moment, Duncan's lips forming into a smile as he leaned closer to the goth girl.
"Hey." he said softly.
"Hey..." she mumbled back, his lips meeting hers.
It only took a moment or so for the door to be shoved open, Craig grinning down at Heather and their hands linked together before the pair gasped.
"No fucking way." Craig grinned deviously.
Hope you liked it! Again, sorry for the lateness!