Y/N's POV:
Sitting on my bed, in my room, all alone. Reeaallyy boorriinngg. People may think it's time to rest, but my rest is sitting with all my friends. Yes, i'm extremely extroverted, and being alone makes me feel weird. I know that it may be weird to always want to be with people, but that's just how i am!
I quickly got up so my legs wouldn't fall asleep. I brushed my h/c tangle-filled hair, and got a new pair of pants and an oversized shirt. Even though I was a TAD BIT tired, I decided I was going to the nearest Starbucks to grab a drink and a snack. Maybe I could go to the park, but I'll make up my mind on the way. I brought a backpack, with just a water bottle, my keys and my phone. I put on some crocs, and started to walk into the elevator, into the lobby, and out the door into the neighbourhood.
I live in a small 1 bedroom apartment, with only 1 of everything. 1 couch, one table, and for goodness sake's one chair! It's depressing, I know. But, I started my job in a little antique store, cleaning all of the trinkets on the shelves. Even if there's a million, it makes good pay, and good pay equals happy moi! Oh, did I say that i'm also taking french! I heard that the government pays you 32% more, which is pretty good to me. Maybe I could get another chair! But, for now, I am not living in a mansion, with butlers and free everything. I just have to wait until the money rolls. But, i'm hungry. So, i'm gonna use my money on Starbucks.
As I walk through the door, I see that it's crowded. The only seat left is a bar seat beside a guy, who has spiky hair. From afar, apart from less abs, he kinda looks like Goku from Dragon Ball. He was snacking on a sandwich, watching something on his phone. He was smiling, so he must've been enjoying it. I walked towards him, and I asked him a question.
"Hey! I'm just going to put my stuff here, is that ok with you?" I ask.
"Oh, why not! I'll watch them for ya." He replies.
I smile, then I put my stuff on the bar table. I walked towards the line, and oh my goodness it was super. flipping. long! But, I really needed fuel, like how phones need to be charged to get a battery percentage. So, I took my chances, and I waited... and waited... and waited.
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(Now, the personalities! MS for Manitoba Smith, SL for Svetlana, C for chester, V for Vito, ML for Mal and M for Mike. Just wanted to clear that out. You guys better remember!)
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V's POV:
We were all havin' a nice ol' card game, which was what chesta' recommended. I mean, even if I like to look at myself in the mirror, sometimes I just wanna hang out with my pals! We disappeared for a while.. but you could never really let go of somethin' that's a part of ya! So, coming back to Mike's brain made me happy. But, most importantly... I could look at my sweet slick abs! Haha!
"Alright, yo! Just like ol' times, let's get with this game! Uno time baby!" I say.
"Alrighty, who changed the game to Buno!" C replies.
"Oh, no no! Uno, chester!" SL says.
"Ah, Buno Tuno... Let's play a good old game of... poker!" Chester then reveals a big deck of cards, for poker. What's poker, anyways? Eh, whateva'.
"Yo, we ain't playin' no ancient roman times game of poka'! Lets go play Uno, and I call first!" I say out loud.
"Oh, I want to go first! Sventlana, number one champion!" SL shouts.
"Oh, my dang ears!" C interrupts. "Fine, lets play Guno." C says.
"UNO!!!" All of us shout.
(Now, back to Mike.)
M's POV:
As I watched Total Drama's best moments, I still kept an eye on the girl's bag. I'm a man of my word! I couldn't imagine what important items could be in there, and I don't want to be the cause of everything bad! I couldn't keep in Mal, and that's already bad. So, what would happen to me if someone loses their bag and it's my fault! Well, that won't happen... right? Oh my goodness why am I so paranoid!
Finally, after a long time of watching her bag, she finally sat down. She held a (drink) and a (food). A perfect combo if you ask me!
The took a quick sip from her (drink), and then she glanced towards me. She looked away for a second, then her eyes bulged. She turned her head super quickly, and she asked me a question, still in awe.
"Hey... you look like Mike from Total Drama! Are you him?" She asks.
"Oh! Yes, I am! You... recognised me! That's cool!" I replied.
Cool? COOL? Why did I say COOL? Its a fan, and i'm saying cool! Wow, me. I know it's not a big deal, but still!
"Could I Maybe get an autograph and a few pictures? You're one of my top 3 favorites!" She asks.
"Oh! Yeah, sure! But... what should I sign?" I replied. I start to look around. Then I see her receipt! I could sign that!
"How about that receipt of yours?" I recommended.
"Yes! Thank you so much!"
I started to sign her receipt. And, for a plus, I even gave her mine. She looked like she was about to explode! I'm happy that a fan of mine is happy. I took a few pictures with her, and I had a chat with her. She recorded a video of both of us, and she seemed respectful of boundaries and personal things... unlike some other fans. She smiled the happiest smile I've ever seen on a fan, and this made my heart jump. I haven't been so happy ever since the breakup.
I had a happy life with Zoey. Everything was going great, until a box fell on my head. And it wasn't a light box either. It was a box full of pots and pans. Then, I was kicked out of control, and Mal came back once again, with all my other personalities. First, I was scared, then confused, then I had a moment of realisation. I told Zoey, and she seemed ok with it. But, she never knew that Mal was back. He was stronger than ever, leaving me out of control for 3 days! Then, it became official. No, we did not get married. We more of... broke up. So, I've been a bit sad. Ok, i'll stop lying. I was really sad. Depressed, even! But, I have to keep going. And, making this fan happy made me happy, too.
After seeing her, I decided we could become acquaintances. We could chat occasionally, and hang out. She seemed happy with that, too. So, we both went home, and it was finally alone time. Well, for y/n at least. I still have my personalities to deal with, so I went to sleep to talk to them.
"Hey guys!" I say.
"Oh, hello mate!"
"Hello!!"
"Yo."
"Hey, boy!"
Then, I hear a voice from the darkness.
"Hello... MIKE..."
Oh no. It's Mal. I need to deal with this. After such a good day, I don't wan't him ruining everything!
Y/N's POV:
EEEEECKKK!!!!! I JUST GOT THE SIGNATURE OF MIKE!!!! TWICE!!!! I COULD PRACTICALLY BURST THROUGH THE ROOF LIKE I'M SVETLANA!!! YAYAYA!!!!
I looked through the video we made, and I played it. Im jumping up and down!!
(In video)
"Hey, guess what?! I'm with MIKE! Say hi, don't be shy!"
"Hey, y/n's phone!"
"Oh my goodness Mike!"
"I said hi though, hahaha!"
I kept playing the video as I pranced around my room. I wanted to rocket to Mars and back! I got TWO signatures of his name, 4 pictures, and a video!!! We even exchanged numbers! We talk now! Even though we're acquaintances, that's still better than not seeing him at all!
Screw him being my 3rd favorite! HE'S NUMBER 1!!!!
Thank you for reading the first chapter! I'll be releasing more soon! For now, read my other stories if you'd like!
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