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TDRE: EP VII

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TOTAL DRAMA REUNION
ALL HALLOW'S EVENING



The camera looked upon a dark center stage as Mozart's Requiem "Dies Irae" began to play.

"Muahahahahaha!" Chris hollered, candle-light suddenly appearing beside him to make him visible. He was dressed in dark colored, old-centurion clothing and a cape. "Good Eeeevening," He said in a horrible accent. "I velcome you to anoder episode of thee best show of all time! Last time vas quite iiinteresting. The longer ve go on vith these games, the more ve realize just how young- I suppose you could say- our competitors truly are. The lady-brute is seen not looking quite so brutish; the ditzy-brains 'ave let out that maybe they are not ditzes after all, but most intriguingly, a certain scorned woman crossed a line she 'erself drew. And now you're probably vondering vhat vill happen next… Stay tuned and find out on tonight's episode of TOTAL DRAMA REUNION!"

"AHAHAHAHAHA!" Chris hollered as he flung his cape around, causing the candle flames to go out and the scene to go black. The music died and the normal opening credits rolled through.


It's completely pitch-black outside, not even the moon was out tonight. Both inside and out there was stillness, all already dreading the day to come and heading to bed somewhat early in preparation of whatever the infamous host was preparing. But as soon as everyone was comfortable in their room- there went that irritating fire alarm once more, somehow less annoying to the few people who had not yet fallen asleep. Everyone whirled out of their rooms, the faster they got out there, the sooner Chris would turn off that alarm. But everyone was out there and it was still completely dark except for the rhythmic flash from the alarm.

"We're all out here," Duncan screamed over the alarm. "Turn it off!"

The only answer he got was the alarm still going as strong as ever.

Harold, being the closest to the front desk, went and searched for the off switch. He felt around as speedily as he could and finally clicked it off.

Everyone sighed with a quick relief but then went back to that uncomfortable quiet. It was still pitch-black without even moonlight coming in from the large, glass entrance doors. The only noise was random, soft clicking over by the front desk.

"Alright," Harold said, "None of the lights are turning on. I even tried turning the fire alarm back on but it won't go."

Someone's door opened and closed and then again, followed by a tiny bright glow of flame. Duncan lifted his lighter to his face, "It's just me." He told everyone.

Courtney moved to join him and Gwen in the little bit of light, "Well," She started, "we should all look around then. He's obviously not going to come out and tell us what to do, that would make it too easy for us."

"You're bringing your purse with you?" Duncan asked in a shocked, disapproving tone.

"Yes." Courtney snapped back. "I have everything in here. Look;" She rummaged through the inside and began pulling the objects she was saying out and dropping them back in. "Pens, post-its –oh here's my pepper spray; Thought Chris would have had that taken away because of what happened last season- And little LED flashlight!"

Courtney smirked with attitude towards Duncan as she turned it on and shined it around the room. She saw her competitors scattered about the hotel but no sign of any sort of clue as to what she or her peers were supposed to do.

"Check the ceiling." Duncan told her.

Courtney looked at him questioningly; debating whether or not to take insult by yet another demand from the degenerate or go straight to asking why.

"This is the perfect setting for a horror movie." Gwen defended. "No one ever looks up in horror movies; 10 bucks says Chris has something stuck up there."

She actually couldn't argue with that, but didn't want to acknowledge either of their helpfulness and showed no emotion for the good idea, she shined the light at the ceiling and sure enough there was a human-shaped figure hanging from the ceiling.

Like a flash, Dracula Chris came falling to the ground and stopped a few feet from the floor, with help of a harness, and flew out the front doors.

Courtney, like her peers, looked utterly dumbfounded as she pointed her flashlight the same way Dracula Chris went.

The competitors all went outside; following close behind Courtney's light and gripped themselves slightly in the freezing night air.

Courtney found Dracula Chris again just as he was whisking away to the theatre.

The competitors were all inside the theatre and Courtney turned off her flashlight as there was a brighter ray coming from the combination of all the giant lit candles on the stage.

Dracula Chris was standing center stage,"Fine then," He bellowed in a terrible Transylvanian accent. "You 'unt for me… Now I 'unt for you! Each and every single one of you!"

The competitors glanced at each other, analyzing what Dracula Chris was telling them.

"You all 'ave unteel dawn to survive my minions and me. Or perhaaps if you are a lucky one, you could even defeat me… Zuppozing you would even know vhere to find such tools." And with yet more whisking and cape flinging, Dracula Chris was gone along with the light.

"I called it, I friggin' called it!" Heather shouted somewhat victoriously through an irritated tone.

Nothing but everyone's eyes were visible once more and they all appeared as if one eyebrow were raised, but no one asked a question.

"It's every man for himself now." She said low and with slight warning, continuing to set the dark mood of a horror movie... Until she added, "Again. I totally called that he's doing the teams/ no teams thing randomly."


As people start separating and leaving the theatre; soon, only Courtney's, Alejandro's, Heather's, Duncan's, and Gwen's eyes were seen left standing inside.

"This is ridiculous." Courtney spoke up, rummaging through her purse once more for the small flashlight. "He just decides randomly if we're a team or not? … Ugh, Duncan, can I get some light over here??"

Duncan responded by only walking over to Courtney but not flicking on his lighter. "Using light to get me over here, huh? Smooth." He whispered in her ear.

Suddenly the crunching sound of a heel hitting hard against flesh through fabric echoed alongside a grunt of pain and Duncan's eyes falling to the ground while Courtney's eyes walked away angrily.

Gwen's eyes came up above Duncan's to help him back on his feet.

"What the f*BEEP*!" He screamed. "My shin, she got my shin, oh good lord!"

"Well you kind of deserved that one." Heather told him as her eyes appeared with Alejandro's.

"That crazy woman kissed me. Not vice versa."

"She obviously was just having some sort of adrenaline rush though when she did it."
Heather defended.

Gwen spoke up now in defense of Duncan. "The whole thing is childish. But for once, she seems to want to just move on; let's do that."

Heather's eyes rolled.

"Wait, let's get this straight…" Alejandro jumped in with a different topic. "So it's every man for himself AGAIN." He confirmed with Heather, Duncan, and Gwen, getting their brains on a more important topic.

"Right." They all verified.

"And it's a Halloween challenge, which means it's safe to assume he's once more inspired by horror films and he wants people separated."

"Right." They all verified again.

"So then the best plan would be to stick together."

"Right." They all verified a third time.

"Ok," Alejandro confirmed with himself, "he said that we're either supposed to survive the night or capture him in order to win… I think it's safe to assume that everyone who ran out of here is a dead man and that this is the safest place to hide."

"Oh good," Heather's voice spoke, "Now I'm still the only person who's not an expert on horror."

"Don't worry, mi amor," Alejandro assured, "you have us."

"Yeah…" Duncan agreed unconvincingly.


Outside, Courtney was wondering around alone, confident with her flashlight but still twitching at each sound. She moved forward slowly, not entirely sure where she should go first, but sure that she wanted to be out in the open; that way she could see if anyone was trying to sneak up on her. She decided to sit down at the small, stone wall of the fountain, fiddling with the flashlight in her fingers, clicking it on and off. She sat and did that for a few seconds, trying to think of what to do next.

"Courtney!" A voice whispered loudly from behind her.

Courtney screamed and ran forward, dropping her flashlight as it was off at that second and useless anyway, but was stopped abruptly by running into a strong body. Courtney screamed again and turned around to run again only to see her own flashlight being shown in her eyes. She squinted and noticed a small figure aiming it at her and a much rounder figure standing next to it.

"Oh my gosh," Katie told her, "I am so sorry."

"We really didn't mean to scare you." Justin reassured from behind her now.

Courtney put her hand to her chest and asked in one breath, "What are you guys even doing here?"

"Well, we were walking around in the dark," Sadie explained calmly, also whispering, "and we decided to post at the fountain so that we could try and figure things out. Then we saw your flashlight and were all like 'O.M.G. they're gonna find us!' and decided to hide. And then you sat down and we figured out it was you."

"And whispering like a psycho?" Courtney asked not as scared anymore, but now a bit annoyed.

"So that no one could hear us and give away our location…" Justin made clear. His eyes became focused on a massive figure behind Courtney, Katie, and Sadie and widened immensely. "Which is too late now." He added in a small voice.

The camera showed Courtney, Katie, and Sadie turn around to look at what Justin was seeing and then zoomed out so much that you could only see the darkness of the night and only hear them all scream.


"Not my fault." Courtney defended, sitting on an upside down bucket in a large, dungeon-like room along with the three she was captured with. She aimed at Justin, "And if you were hiding, how the heck did you get in front of me?"

"I had actually run to the playground to hide…" He admitted with difficulty.

Courtney exhaled with annoyance and leaned back against the wall.


"Ok," Sierra acknowledged the situation quietly to Cody, Trent, DJ, Harold, LeShawna, Geoff, and Bridgette all huddled closely and sitting on the balls of their feet in a dark corner of the theatre no one could see or hear, "So Chris has the teams dissolved for this challenge which means that he wants us all separated which means we need to stick together. He said we need to make it until morning or find a way to defeat him. That's basically challenging us to find a way to bring him down; I say we go for that, it's what he'll least expect."

"Alright," Bridgette started, the question in her voice obvious before asking, "How are we supposed to bring him down?"

"Judging by that horrible Transylvanian accent he was putting on earlier mixed with the costume, he's going for the whole Dracula thing. Which means we need to go Van Helsing on his butt!"

The sounds of screams made everyone's head turn and their bodies huddle closer.

"We should hurry." DJ whispered.


Back outside, everyone one else had decided on hiding; Ezekiel's eyes could be noted hovering about the roof of the hotel, Lindsay, Tyler and Beth had taken to the playground, but Izzy, Owen, Noah, and Eva were nowhere to be seen…

-start confessional-

Ezekiel: "This was definitely my element. Do you know how many times I've hidden in the shadows? … Hundreds. Chris sure knows how to pick the challenges, eh."

-end confessional-

Down the stone steps rolled a yelling Izzy, then Noah and Eva and finally, Owen, much to the dismay of the three on the ground under him. Courtney lifted an eyebrow to the four while Justin, Katie, and Sadie went to help them up, her chin resting in her hands and the look on her face of utter boredom.

"How did you get captured?" She asked when they were all mostly on their feet.

"It all started when we couldn't keep our minds set on one plan." Eva answered roughly, sitting against the wall.

Owen explained, "Well, we were following Ezekiel up to the roof to hide…" He looked over to Izzy, who took on the story.

"I thought we should look for Chris and take him on, there's no way he could have fought all of us off, even with his little intern minions."

"I wanted to find a good hiding spot and sleep; so long as we didn't get captured we wouldn't lose." Noah admitted plainly, "But Izzy's pretty good at getting people amped up and so we started looking around for Chris."

"I found a secret door in the kitchen." Izzy said with a wry smile. "And I opened it."

"I saw her open it," Noah put into the story again, "And I went over to stop her from going inside, it looked very sketchy."

Izzy, Noah, and Owen looked to Eva; Eva rolled her eyes, "I was just curious and headed over there when I noticed something was going on. Next thing I know something pushed against my back and made me lose balance."

"And timber." Noah finished.

"But what about you?" Sadie asked Owen.

"I uhh… I went willingly… I heard Izzy scream and went to save her…"

"Aw that's so sweet." Katie chimed.

"Better than that one time he sacrificed me at least." Izzy commented.

"I think it's time you let that go." Owen commented back.

"Yeah, it's been- what- six years." Courtney defended.

Izzy slowly shook her head no.

"You're one to talk." Eva put out while trying to take out the extensions in her hair. "Didn't you kiss your betraying ex-boyfriend last week?"

Courtney's eyes narrowed into Eva's and everyone else's widened.

"Ok…" Courtney inhaled, "I've explained it at least ten times by now… Any psychology major, let alone psychologist, oh, which my boyfriend is, and Alejandro too apparently, could tell you that the familiar environment and the rush of adrenaline will enforce actions that would otherwise not be taken when thought through properly."

"Ok…" Eva mocked. "Blah blah blah… Not thought through properly means you thought about it in the first place."

"It. Was. Nothing." She exhaled in anger. "You should stop bringing it up."

"If you really meant that you wouldn't get so worked up about it."

"Worked up…" She said in a tone on the verge of snapping. Courtney stood up and marched over to Eva. "How's this for worked up?!" She began flailing her arms to try and emphasize her point. "I'm the one who's been minding my own business and trying to move forward but everyone else keeps bringing all that happened up! It was nothing! It meant nothing! Ok, I had a moment of weakness. Big f*BEEP* deal, I'm only human! But you, what's your excuse? We've all noticed you parading around with your hair and face maintained, we're just too nice to tell you how dumb you look. Go on and on about feminism, inner beauty and other bull but the moment you got a taste of what it's like to be admired you opted into the world of social caring. What's that about, what?!"

Eva stood up and inched into Courtney's space, hovering over the tiny woman. "It's called experimenting."

Courtney looked way up at Eva, uncaring for the difference in height at the moment and began speaking in an irritatingly calm tone. "No. Getting a piercing is experimenting… Helping your college roommate out of her bra is experimenting; things that take place due to the combination of impulse and curiosity. What you did was completely turn your back on your beliefs in about three hours. No one makes such a drastic change in such a short amount of time. So either deep down you've wanted this for a while and that's why you made the transition so easy OR you've been lying to everyone your whole life. The former is more likely but either way, you're the biggest hypocrite here."

"First things first," Harold whispered as he walked in the middle of the deformed line next to LeShawna, "We need to find Renfield."

"You mean Igor." Sierra corrected quickly as she led the line while clinging to Cody.

"What? No." He told her quickly.

"I doubt Chris has read a book or seen any movie in black and white. The last Dracula movie, they had Igor as his servant."

"But it is Renfield who's actually the Count's servant."

"Does this really matter?" Bridgette asked, also clinging to her man. But, unlike Sierra, she seemed actually scared. "The point is he's a servant and he's going to betray his master and help us bring him down... Right, that's the point?"

"Yes that's the point." Sierra answered.

"Wait wait wait!" Geoff whispered in shock. "He has other minions though who could still thwart us."

Sierra took in a deep gasp. "O. M. G. You're right, Chris totally said minions, he has to have the interns in on it too!"


"What time is it?" Alejandro's eyes asked quietly and impatiently.

"I don't know, Alejandro." Duncan breathed just as impatiently. But that much time couldn't have passed since the last time you asked."

The sound of fingertips slowly tapping took place of the silence.

"Would you stop that?" Duncan stated more than requested.

"This is so stupid." Alejandro told them all with an irritated tone. "We are four people of action and our plan is to hide? Seriously I thought we would have formed a plan by now."

"Three people." Gwen corrected. "Your girlfriend fell asleep about twenty minutes ago."

Alejandro's eyes looked down for a moment. "Still though, we should-"

"I'm gonna stop you there." Duncan interrupted abruptly in a calm voice. "What are you doing with Heather? What's this big alliance mess you're trying to get us into? You've got me super confused on that. You hate her but you're dating her, what the h*BEEP*?"

Alejandro's eyes widened and there was a pause before his answer. "Well, I-"

"Wow you suck so bad at lying now, I can just tell you're really thinking it over. Please don't even try." Gwen told him.

"Fine then." Alejandro's eyes straightened out and looked at Gwen's and Duncan's purposefully. "By now it's clear that people who work together get further. The people on this show hate you two and her and me with a passion, but we all need each other in order to get through this thing successfully. And I was going to try and hate Heather so that the tension could distract you two in the end and lead to you failing but... I can't hate her..."

"How noble." Duncan said rolling his eyes.

"Hey, you wanted my true answer, there it is."

"I think it's actually kind of sweet in a certain twisted way." Gwen added then she gasped really quickly and her eyes widened in thought. "I have a plan of action guys. We need to find Renfield and follow him to Dracula. Then we kill Dracula."

Duncan and Alejandro gave her a plain look.

"That's the plan of action you got so excited about just now?" Duncan asked almost insultingly.

"Some minor details need to be worked out but at least I've got a plan." She mocked back friendly.

Suddenly Heather's voice spoke. "He has more than one minion guarding his back; we need three people to act as distractions while the fourth goes for the kill… Or we use another group as a distraction while we all back him in a corner and win it together to share the prize because, don't forget, this is an every-man-for-himself challenge. Either way you all really need to learn to be quiet."

"Wha-" Duncan started, "Have you been awake this whole time??"

"Yes." She answered plainly, her eyes still shut.

"Why haven't you said anything?" he asked, annoyed now.

She sighed, "Because Duncan I am over this show. Plus, so far everyone who's gone outside has let out a bloody murder scream and then hasn't been heard from again. I figure right here is the best spot for me but if everyone's gonna leave I am not staying here alone. But the main reason is actually that I was nodding off and not really paying attention due to the fact I was ignoring you."

"I think we should follow another group trying to find Dracula." Alejandro spoke up again.

"But what makes you think that anyone else is grouped up let alone trying to find him?" Gwen asked.

Duncan answered her. "I think he's right; we can't be the only ones who want to end this thing as fast as possible."

Heather stood up. "Well if that's the plan then we should really get going."

And not even two seconds after they went outside, they caught a glimpse of the second biggest man on the show, DJ, turning a corner.

"Well that's lucky..." Gwen thought out loud. "This could actually work."


Sierra, Cody, Trent, Harold, LeShawna, Bridgette, Geoff, and DJ were still walking in the crooked line; they had just walked back into the old Hotel.

"So where are going to find Renfield anyway?" Trent asked as soon as the thought occurred to him.

"In dark room mumbling to himself." Sierra answered. "He will probably be playing with some sort of treasure too. Maybe sitting on a throne or wearing a crown. Dracula gives him those sorts of things to show his appreciation. Of course Dracula doesn't really appreciate him, he just wants to keep Renfield there in case he needs him. Also-"

"Ok." Trent interrupted. "Got it."

"Oh geez," Geoff said, "You don't think he's back in the theatre do you?"

Sierra "hmmmed" at Geoff's question. "It's possible… But we just came from there. Plus, I don't know if we were the last ones to leave… If people thought it's the best hiding place then I doubt Renfield is there." Then  a brain wave struck Sierra. "That is some good thinking though. I say we check the cafeteria."

Everyone walked to the cafeteria (including the four on their tale that kept themselves hidden) and Sierra stopped to face everyone as soon they came to the door.
Duncan, Gwen, Alejandro, and Heather very quickly dove behind a corner so Sierra wouldn't see them.

"Ok everyone." Sierra whispered. "If he is in there, we need to walk slowly and quietly. Remember, we need to approach this peacefully, startling him may cause him to attack."
Sierra opened the door so slowly it creaked a bit, and one at a time, her and her little group spilled into the room.

The four on their tale stayed outside of the room, but Duncan was poking his head in and out to keep up with what was happening. Sure enough, there was Renfield standing in the middle of the cafeteria, holding up a large golden chalice.

"Maybe we should have knocked first." Harold said as quietly as possible.

"No," Sierra disagreed, "that may have caused him to hide." She whispered back. She raised her voice, "Knock, knock."

The big man in rags turned around and faced them. It turned out to be Chef and a couple of people had to try really hard to keep from laughing at how he looked. "And what do you want?" He hissed, hugging his chalice tightly.

"We do not want your pretty things." Sierra told him as dramatically as possible. "We want to tell you some bad news."

There was a pause.

"Count Dracula has bargained your life for ours; we kill you and he spares us. Turns out you're not that important to him."

"You're lying!" He screamed in that hissing voice.

"Are we?" Harold yelled back. "Then how come we caught you here so easily, and so unready? We knew you were vulnerable because he told us so!"

"Yes, yes." Bridgette spoke up, getting into the scene they were putting on. "And we could have taken his offer easily but we chose to tell you and give you the chance to do him before he did you!"

"And how do you propose we do that?" Renfield Chef asked.

"You will lead us to him." Cody answered. "We will tell him what he wants to hear and then strike at him all at once."

"But first we will need to know how to defeat him!" DJ shouted that time.

Renfield Chef mulled it over in his brain and then told them the key to Dracula Chris' defeat. "A silver stake in the shape of the cross and dipped in holy water is your best bet. Stick him in the heart, deep."

"And where do we get such an item?" Geoff asked.

"Here." Renfield Chef replied while throwing the weapon he describe their way.

"You have our deepest gratitude." Geoff said with a bow while the others started leaving.


Duncan, Gwen, Alejandro, and Heather ran quickly to duck behind a corner before anyone could see them and began to laugh silently among themselves.

"They really have no idea how ridiculous that looked." Heather giggled out almost breathlessly. "Oh, I'm officially glad I came along." She took in deep breaths in order to calm herself. "Ok, are they gone yet?" She asked Duncan.

Duncan once more poked his head around to check on the group they were following. "They're leaving now… Are we going to follow them? They don't know where Dracula Chris is but they seem to be good at finding people."

"I say we follow them but take different routes." Heather said. "That way we all end up in the same place and know that Chris isn't in either direction."

"Right on." Gwen agreed, but suddenly her face turned grim. "Did anyone else hear a creak?" Everyone looked around but no one heard anything…

Duncan chuckled, "I think you're letting the ambiance get to you doll. Come on let's get going." But being in such darkness, Duncan could not see where he was going and ended up chest first to another man's arm. "Sorry Alejandro."

"Dude, I'm back here." Alejandro's eyes said almost questioningly.

"Oh s*BEEP*." Gwen said before she felt herself and Duncan be lifted up and thrown back into Alejandro and Heather. But when they were supposed to stop as they hit the ground, they kept rolling down further into the dark until they halted abruptly and painfully on top of one another in the glow of two torch lights. Sadly, that's not where the chaos ended for them.

"Get back here!" Could be heard muffled through metal by a shouting Eva as Courtney's scream echoed and dimmed into a thud as Courtney tripped over the four bodies in the middle of the room that were unexpectedly in front of her. Lucky for Courtney, Eva tripped as well because she couldn't see do to the bucket stuck on her head.

Courtney scrambled to her feet and screamed "Ha!" before kicking Eva's bucket head.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Alejandro and Duncan shouted in shock and got up to break Courtney's berserk mode. Her face was red, her lip was bleeding on one side, and her left eye was beginning to turn a shade of grey which would sure enough turn black and blue in time.

"Courtney wins and everyone owes me five bucks!" Izzy piped up.

"What the h*BEEP* just happened?!" Heather asked out of concern; she'd seen Courtney give Gwen and Duncan a good smack, but she'd never seen her go crazy like that on a person. On a hotel room: yes, but not on a person.

"She hit me first; it was self-defense; you can check the tape." Courtney claimed calmly in the midst of sniffling her own blood after she had regained her composure. "Either way, I handled it."

"Because of dumb luck and a d*BEEP* bucket." Eva tried to shout but was to dizzy as she was being helped up by Katie and Sadie while Justin worked to pry the bucket off of her head. He succeeded and then placed it upside down so that she could sit on it.

"You still hit me. I was using words; I was more or less calm as I responded to your taunts, which you also started first. You hit me and I defended myself." Courtney looked to Alejandro and Duncan who still had a grip on her. "If you two don't let me go, I will start feeling threatened and have to defend myself against you next." She promised them.

They let go of her and backed away slowly.

There was a pause in the room for a long time; really the only thing that was heard was the shuffling of money being transferred and then the shifting of positions… Finally, the creak of the secret door broke the silence and bright light shone down through the opening and yet three more people were being thrown down the steps.

Beth, being such a great acrobat, managed to land on her feet, but was soon knocked over by a rapidly tumbling Lindsay. Thankfully, Alejandro and Duncan were there to catch them before they hit the ground. Tyler however rolled all the way the back wall, stopping in an upside-down position. Lindsay went to him as fast as possible and helped him back to his feet.

"Ezekiel wins!" Chris could suddenly be seen shouting at the top of the steps, thankfully he had given up the accent. "You're all losers. Yes that includes everyone else who isn't down here because they tried to 'kill' me and failed. Our winner has already chosen his prize and the next challenge starts reallly soon. So you better get comfortable down there."

"Wait!" Courtney hollered. "You're not going to leave us here?!"

"You're all losers, this is your punishment."

"What about people who need medical attention?"

"Total Drama is not responsible for any injuries the challengers cast upon themselves." Chris responded as he left out of sight and closed the door on them.


Back in the control room hidden behind the front desk of the hotel Chris and Chef were still in costume and talking among themselves.

"I left it off on kind of a cliffhanger there, didn't I Chef?"

"No horror story is complete without the thought that it has not truly ended yet and with a few unanswered questions."

Chris' and Chef's voices faded out into eerie music as the camera slowly scrolled away from them…
SNNNAP that's a long chapter! I was not gonna push out a short one though after putting ya'll through such a wait =)

So Courtney k.o.'d Eva by sheer dumb luck? ... Yeah, I can still totally see it.
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Awesome story! I am loving this already! Really great stuff! I hope you update this soon, it seems you've been gone for awhile! This is awesome stuff and I don't want it being dropped!

Also, I really do love Courtney and Duncan! They just seem made for each other in my opinion, so I'm glad you're going to go for that pairing! I can't wait for more! I do wonder how it's going to happen! Aside from that impulsive kiss, they hate each other right now, and plus, Courtney has a boyfriend! I truly am curious how you are going to work around the boyfriend to have Courtney and Duncan end up together, I can't wait for that. I hope for some more DxC goodness soon.