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-Total Drama Island-Episode 16 of 26-Search and Do Not Destroy-Heather's POV-
Explosion. That was what woke me up. Whatever the hell it was that Chris must of just blown up, he probably over-killed it! And just when I was having the most peaceful sleep of my life!
Leaning over, I observed how everyone was. Most every other female was already gone. By 'Every other female', I meant eco-surfer vote and Crazy Goth Girl, along with Psycho-Hose Beast. It was just me and Lindsey. She was still asleep, curled up into a small ball. My own body seemed to have formed around her, almost sheltering her from the outside world.
That was not how we went to sleep, but still…Never mind. Nudging the blonde's shoulder, I had to try to wake her back up.
"Hmmm. It's so mmm…"
"Lindsey. Wake up. LINDSEY!"
With a jolt she shot up, throwing her hands onto my shoulders and leaning on me. "What? Who is it!?"
"Lindsey. We need to get moving."
"Oh. Okay Heather." She kissed me on the cheek, a very wanted experience for me, and suddenly sprang off of the bed, already 'awake' and ready to tackle the day, strutting toward the door.
"Lindsey. Clothes."
She looked down at herself, weaning nothing. I'd LOVE it if she could go the entire time like that, her body was beautiful in more ways then one. However…Obvious reasons stated that being a 'nudist' on this island was not a positive idea.
"Oh! Right!"
-Lindsey's POV-
The challenge was not easy. I would have to get bees out of a keyhive! "Why do I have to get Bees again Heather!?"
"You need to get a KEY from BEES. You have it backwards Lindsey."
"Izzy will help! Izzy can smoke out the bees and make them see dreams of honeycomb and Bee Throw-up!"
"Bee throw-up!?" I gasped. "Eewww!"
"Girls! Before anything else, You two need to help me get my key. Then we can see what to do about your Bee problem."
"Okay Heather." I remarked. "Your hair looks great today!"
"Uh…Thanks?" She responded. I was confused as to why she was confused, but it seemed as if she didn't want to answer any farther. Drawing up next to the Mess Hall, Heather held her hand out. I didn't see it soon enough, and my face walked right into it.
"Mmph!" Izzy walked into the back of me.
"Stay out here girls. I'll go see if I can find the Key first."
"But Heather!" Izzy called out behind me, faking a high pitched voice…that sounded like my own. "I love you to much! You could die! Why don't we just stand out here and have a threesome!"
"Izzy, shut UP! Or I will NEVER tell you the other person who has eyes for you!"
She growled. "Heather, who has eyes for Izzy?"
"I'll tell you two later. But first, I'll be back." She walked off, pulling out a lighter and a piece of paper. Lighting it and walking to the back of the Mess Hall.
"So…Lindsey. Do you have the hots for me?" Izzy asked. I looked at her as she ran her hands over her breasts and down her sides.
"Well…If I'm hot, I should go inside and get some water!"
The redhead frowned. "No. Do you find me attractive?" Now I remembered that Heather was holding Izzy on a leash with this 'secret attraction' thing. "Um…You look nice…but…Heather looks better."
"Girls, keep watch for Chef!" Heather called, running back around. "I lit the back of the Kitchen on fire, It should distract him! Shout if he's coming inside!"
"Okay!" I shouted back at her. She scampered inside rapidly.
It was a few minutes. "Um…wanna go hunt for some skunks?"
I looked at Izzy, shaking my head and wrinkling my nose. "Ew! Those things smell!"
"We could make Chris smell them?"
The door creaked open, almost to quiet to hear. I looked up, and Heather tip-toed out, fear striking her face the same way it did when she found out her challenge was to find the key in Chef's kitchen.
"You get it?"
"He's hiding in the Fridge…with a butcher's knife."
"Cool! I should go in there and have a knife fight with him!"
"Are…you crazy!?" Heather shouted at the red-head, mostly in stunned confusion.
"Well…what do we do then?"
"We'll need to think of something…clever." The Korean female smirked wickedly, and I shook in fear. That smile usually meant something…not good.
-45 minutes later-
Heather thrusted a coil of rope in my hands. "What is this for?" I asked in confusion.
"He already put the fire out in the back of the Kitchen, so I'm going to have to get up on top. I noticed that there were skylights on the ceiling of the kitchen and mess hall. With that information, I think I will be able to sneak in through one of those and fetch my that key…wherever the heller it is in there."
"Um…Heather…how are we going to get up there?"
"You hold this end of the rope tightly. I'm going to throw this up there and see if I can snag it on something up there. The anchor hook thing that it has at the end should be sturdy enough." She swung her arms tightly, and then eventually threw the object upwards. It smacked the ceiling with a loud clang that made my girlfriend cringe. 'to loud' she mouthed. Taking the rope, she tugged it, and it fell off the ceiling, landing on the ground admit.
"Oops."
"No Oops about it Lindsey! There has to be something up there for it to grip!" She tossed it up again, and repeated the entire process again. And again. And again. I lost count. She was very angry now, and another failed toss would really set her off.
She through it up again, and it didn't even touch the ground. Next thing we saw was the hook and rope sailing through the air, landing between the two of us.
"What…Just happened?" Heather asked, picking up the hook.
"Hey girls! Some idiot keeps tossing this hook up here, and I keep trying to get rid of it!" Izzy called over the roof, hanging her head over the edge. "Come on up here, and we'll see who it is. You can use the ladder over there." The red-head pointed to a ladder on the corner that the two of us had apparently over-looked.
"Grrrr." Heather swung the hook-ended rope, and smacked the metal anchor right into Izzy's face, knocking her out for the time being.
"Ow…Heather? Why did you do that?"
"I had it up to here." The Korean motioned rapidly over her head, then moved over to the ladder.
"So now what? If you get down there, how will you get out?"
Once at the top, Heather took the rope that I had forgotten was wrapped around my arm off of me, and tied the end of it to the top of the ladder. "Lindsey, you will hold this. When I tug twice, you will pull me back up. Got it?"
"Sure Han-Heather!" I need to stop confusing her name.
"I'm off. If nutsie wakes up…" She trailed off.
"What?"
"Never mind Lindsey. Just reel me down." I was still curious on what to do when Nitzzy woke up, but Heather untied the hook off the rope, and tied it around her waist. Slowly she rolled herself off, and I could feel the rope sliding through my hands as she used it to move down. The silence that followed afterwards was ear-deafening. No birds sang, no wind blew, Heather's shoes couldn't even be heard below me.
And I felt it. Two light tugs on the rope, encouraging me to start pulling up. Straining my arms more then I would have liked to, my arms pulled, and yanked. Briefly, my feet slipped from under me, and I recovered. Or so I thought. Heather's weight suddenly became impossible to hold, and I slipped again, fighting desperately to hold the rope as it slid through my hands.
"NO!" The fabric began to burn my hands, and with a sharp tug that strained my shoulders, I yanked it again. Outside of a quick scream from Heather, nothing could still be heard from below, or anywhere for that matter. Digging my heels into the roof and closing my eyes to concentrate, pulled again, trying my best to once again widen the distance between Heather and the evil Chef below.
"Lindsay. LINDSAY!" I opened my eyes, and she stood in front of me, while I was still pulling the rope around her waist.
"Oops."
-Heather's POV-
"I've completed my challenge, and guess what I run into! I see Gwen, my biggest rival, sucking up to Trent. Big Problem. Why? Because Boyfriend-girlfriend relationship here can be used the same as an alliance. And MY alliance will be the only one on this island. Fact. If THAT's not bad enough, Duncan and Gwen seem to be getting really chummy with each other also. That's a three person alliance versus MY alliance, and those aren't odds I like."
The asian pulled one leg up to her, resting her hands on her knee. "I'll have to break them up somehow. Surely there is some way to remove one of them from the competition." She lightly tapped her finger against her chin. "I could try and resolve the issue by sicking Izzy onto Gwen early, but that might just add to her cause." Suddendly, the raven-haired female's gaze at the camera became extremely menacing. "I've got it. It's risky, but I could set it up to make Trent look like a two-time cheater! Yes! LeShawnna, Bridgette, Gwen, and maybe Owen with Duncan would turn against him…And add that with votes from Lindsey, I, and Izzy, he's gone. And then Gwen might spiral into depression…I could sick Izzy onto her, confuse my biggest completion, pull Duncan to my side, remove everyone else with petty conflicts until Lindsey and I are the top two!" Her smirked echoed her devious scheme with extra influence. "This game is won."
-Heather's POV-
"Listen up, we need to break up Trent and Gwen…" Suddendly, Lindsey's wet, sting ridden condition came to my notice. "Now here's the plan…What happened to you?"
"Izzy tried to help! Bees stings of terror…lost keys!"
"Yeahhhh, here's the plan. First, you need to write a letter to Gwen."
"And take it to the post office?"
I looked at the blonde with a dumb-founded look. "Have you seen a post office around here?"
"Actually, if you go looking in the woods long enough, you'll see a cleverly hidden wall, and behind it looks to be an entire city!"
"Yeahhhhhh, sure Izzy." I slowly drew my gaze off of the redhead and back to my girlfriend. "Take the letter, and set it on Gwen's bed. Then, meet back up with me by the communal washrooms, and we'll discuss part two of our plans." I pointed to one of the trees in the near. "And if you see Gwen showing up, whistle or caw for me. Something so I know that she's coming."
"What does Izzy do?"
"You just stay out of our way. If all goes planned well today…I'll give you a reward tonight."
"Oh yeah! How do you like, little buddy!?" Again, the snake bit the fiery redhead on the temple. "He likes it too!"
"How are you not dead yet?"
"Relax. I'm immune to snake venom! It just makes me sleepy!" Suddenly her eyes rolled in their socks, and she collapsed onto the dock.
"Right…"
-Lindsey's POV-
I set the letter on the bed. Gently as I could. Heather said to make it look natural, and the main job of that would be to make it seem like it was placed there by someone. "There! Now I've got to run into a tree and…"
"I'll be back in a second!" Gwen! She was coming in! If she found me leaving the letter, she'd think that I was crushing on her and that I was so stupid that I couldn't find the post office! What would she say? What would she do!?
I ran to the window, trying to force it open. Brilliant. The thing was locked and shut tightly. I couldn't run, and I couldn't fight…
I could hide! Just as the door swung open, I jumped under the bed, banging my head against the baseboards as I did. The 'clunk-clunk-clunk' of her approaching made me cringe that she would find me. I continued slinking backwards as some type of noise, like paper rustling and tearing could be heard.
"Meet me at the Dock at 5:00 for something special…Love Trent…" She sighed.
Something else demaned my attention. I looked onto the floor, and a large, brown bug ran up to me, crawled onto my arm, and up it…to my face.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to scream so badly. Several more ran up like I was their newest meal, crawling ontop of my legs, arms, chest, back, neck…
I heard the door slam. Gwen left. More and more of them crawled up on me, keeping me from the daylight. These bugs were going to kill me!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHH!"
My legs carried me across the campground, past Gwen and anything else. This was to much!
"Lindsey!?" I couldn't see her, but it sounded like Heater was right in front of me.
"GETITOFFGETITOFFGETEMOFFOFMERIGHTNOWTHEYREGOINGTO KILLME!" I stopped, bending at the knees, and gasped for breath. Heather walked up beside me. "It's just a cockroach." Her hands knocked the last one of them off of my back. The others might have fallen off in my running, but I could still feel their evil legs on my body.
"Let us get this straight Lindsey. YOU go and get Trent to meet me at the Dock of Shame. Then, after you do that, go into the nearest big tree, and give me a signal when you see Gwen. Got it?"
"Yeah." I itched my stomach, and another roach ran out from my skirt and onto the ground. "EEK!"
-Heather's POV-
"I knew I couldn't count on that girl. At times, she can be SUCH a dumb blonde. Where is she?" In anger my eyes scanned the landscape again. Ahhh, now they were coming.
"I, like, don't know what's wrong with Heather! She's just acting all weird!"
Lindsey, may whatever God exists bless you! Not only did you get him here, you set up the bait for me! If she said that, it would be easier to convince Trent that something was up then one might think!
Quickly turning around, I put my part of the plan into action. Leaning over and burying my head against one of the supporting poles for the 'Wawnak-whatever' sign, I began to do my best impersonation of a fake cry.
"Heather? What's wrong?" That was his voice. Lindsey didn't goof thus far. I'd have to hope that she wouldn't screw the rest of this up.
"Nothing…" I sniffled, and rolled my eyes.
"No, really, tell me!"
The ends of my mouth turned upward at his gullibility. However, to pull this off, I had to force them back down. "Well, I don't want to sound like a sucker or anything…but…Gwen has just been SO mean to me and…" Another fake sniffle. "I just don't get why!" Throwing one of my arms onto his chest, I leaned against him. "I don't think I can go on!"
"Relax. She's just a hard girl to get to know. That's all." He lightly patted me on the back. Now was the chance to strike. "Don't take it personally."
"I'm so surprised to hear you…" *sinffle* "…Hear you here supporting her after all the…" Insert a fake tear here for extra perception. "…all the mean things she says about you!" And with that, cut off all emotions. "Ooops."
"Wha-?" He quickly pushed me off of him, stepping back so he could look right at me. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I feel terrible telling you about this…" I drew my hands up to my chest, adding visual perception to my 'struggles'. "But, you should know that Gwen confided in us while you males were gone, telling me she couldn't stand you."
A drop of blood trickled down from his lip. He must have been biting it in fear of the worst. "She thinks your cliché, your music stinks, and she's only stringing you along to get further in the game."
He stepped back several more times. "I thought…Gwen…and I…had a real connection." His voice dropped with every section of his sentence until it was just a whisper.
Thank you Trent for dropping your voice! Because of that, I could hear Lindsey crying out with a bird caw. "Gwen's just playing you for your vote. She's played us all." I covered my eyes with my hands, 'fighting' back 'tears'. "You're just so nice that I can't watch you fall for it any more!"
"Wow. All this time I thought she liked me." He paused for a minute. "She really said my music stinks!?"
Wow. What a cliché asshole. First thing he thinks of is his music. I nodded my head, and closed the distance on him again. "Maybe Gwen thinks your music stinks…"
"kaw-ka-kaw!" Lindsey was going to blow my cover making THAT much racket. I got the point already.
"But I think your really talented." Drawing his face closer to mine as I said that, and holding it firm so he wouldn't back away. "Really, talented." And with that, I forced myself upon his lips.
He wasn't rejecting it. It just caught him so unaware that he didn't do anything. Give me Lindsey's awkward kisses anyday over him, who tasted like a brick wall and acted the same.
"Gahh." He separated himself from me, grabbing his head. "What have I done?" He walked off, lost in his own thought, leaving me on the dock, all alone. Now, where was Lindsey? I need a REAL kiss from a good girl.
-Lindsey's POV-
I pulled back from Heather again, catching my breath. "Heather…I need to tell you."
"It can wait Lindsey…It can wait." She pushed me against the tree again.
"No. It's not that. LeShawna told me…"
She seemed to stop with some slight annoyance, listening intently to what I said. "She said that everyone in the camp was joining together to vote you off because she thought you were a two-timer.
"Crap." She pulled away, running her hands through her hair. "That's it then. I thought that they'd turn against Trent. But NOOOO, they went right for me." She sat onto the ground, leaning up against a tree. "I would do anything to win this. I'd break up any other couple that shows up. But it backfired on me." I nervously sat down next to her, wrapping my right arm around her shoulders. "It's okay Heather. Maybe we could switch the votes or something?"
"Not going to work. The lock to the voting box had been changed just before the teams disbanded. I'm gone." Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling my head to her bosom while she stroked my long hair. "It was to much of a risk. Just to much…"
-Award Ceremony-30 minutes later-
:"Hey guys!" Izzy shook her head. "Whoo, what stinks!?"
"Hey Izzy…you've got a snake on your head." Duncan pointed awkwardly to the purple reptile that still had her in a bind.
"I know! But don't worry, he's friendly!" With that, the creature bit her on the head again. "See? Kisses!" And with that, she collapsed for at least the second time today.
"Garrrgh! It'd be time to claim your treasure!" Chris' annoying voice rang across the camp. "Whoever ye be that were fortunate enough to claim a key, claim your treasure matey!"
I looked at who got it, and who didn't. Gwen, Trent, Lindsey, Izzy, Geoff, LeShawna, Duncan, and I."
I wondered what my going away 'reward' would be. Probably some leftovers from a poorly fixed meal.
Slipping my key into the first chest in the line, it fit right away. To easy. My hands slipped under the lid, and raised it, exposing the contents to the air once more. "Oh look. I got a gift basket." I said sarcastically. I reached down, and pulled out the 'card' that was enclosed with it. "and…an invincibility pass!" All of my fears were suddenly alleviated, almost like a large weight was removed from my chest A wicked grin spread across my face. My plans were back on track.
-Confessional Cam-Heather's POV-
"I'm really getting into this game! I can play these losers like a violin!"
-Lindsey's POV-
"And now for the moment we've all been waiting for. The moment of truth…MARSHMALLOW TIME!" Chris held up the plate of fluffy foods. "You know the routine. Whoever doesn't get the marshmallow, curtains for you!"
I looked at Heather. She was so confident, but she won invincibility. The look on her face made me think that she didn't even care about my fate. One of a content smile.
"Izzy, Geoff, Gwen, LeShawnna, Lindsey…"
I caught the marshmallow with glee! I could still stay with Hann-Heather!"
"Bridgette, DJ, Duncan, Owen, Marshmallows for the lot of you!" I looked back at the plate. It looked like it had been licked clean. I knew Heather wouldn't get a marshmallow because she had the pass, still, it seemed like the marshmallows ran out way quicker then they should have.
And then, the campfire errupted into turmoil.
"Sorry dude."
"What! I thought I was getting along so well!"
"Aw yeah! Take your two-timing ways back to where you came from!"
"Guess you weren't getting along so well after all." I glanced at Heather, who began filing her nails.
"You don't even care, do you!?"
"Hey! I'm just here to play the game!"
Those words cut deep. What about Me? I thought we were still important.
"What do you care!? You think I'm just cliché!"
"Where did you get that from!?"
"Her!"
"You know that even after all of this, I STILL didn't vote for you!"
"Wait…then how did I get the boot?"
"My bad. I jumped the gun on that one." LeShawnna sheepishly blushed. "I told everyone to vote off you or Heather."
"And tonight…I'm invincible! That leaves poor old Trent here…"
All the voices swirling around so rapidly, it made me dizzy. The night did go as Heather planned.
"Looks like we got played."
The event continued to unfold as I stared in shock. Heather only confided in me her worries about being eliminated, but it all went according to plan. If she was so cruel and heartless to break up Trent and Gwen…and she used ME, then what would stop her from breaking us up to get farther in the game? When might she considered me useless and dump me?
The two of them came close for another kiss. It made me feel sad, as one questioned continued to prod me. Did Heather really care about me? Or…had she sucked me in for the ride?
-Heather's POV-
"Izzy?"
"Hey Heather! The snake finally left me. I don't know why though. Anyways, what is it you wanted to tell me?"
"Well…" I took my towel off of my form and stepped into one of the showers. I could hear her also sneak into the one beside me. "Like I said, someone has a sharp eye for you."
"Is it Chris!?"
I shuddered at the thought of that sociopath with anyone. "No. You see…" I grinned, grabbing some shampoo and running it through my hair. "Gwen has been drawing pictures of you all over her notebook. She's all into you."
"Gwen likes Izzy?" The redhead paused for a moment. I crossed my fingers, hoping that this wouldn't backfire on me. "That's awesome!"
"Glad you think so. She'll be happy to have you…distract her." I put selfish emphasis on the word distract. While I did that, the showerhead back up, making a groaning noise. "What the?" I reached up to tap it with my hand, hoping to re-release the hot water, when it made a groaning noise.
With that, I was suddenly covered in green and brown sewage. "What the-EW! Eew, ick ick! SEWAGE!? STOP IT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" No one listened to me. "NOOO, STOP IT NOW! Right now, you hear? RIGHT NOW!"
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