Total Drama Island Hentai Story: "Capturing Courtney – Chapter 20"

Duncan, I need to get up! I start work in one hour and my hair isnt even done! Courtney complains, though she wasnt struggling much. Duncans arms were around Courtneys bare waist — her shirt had ridden up quite a lot.

Duncan was laying in his bed and Courtney was laying on his torso. He was pretending to be sleeping, not letting Courtney out of his grip. She groans and Duncan lets out a big, fake snore.

She laughs but soon smacks his shoulder. I know youre faking. Wake up, let me go, and hurry up! Courtney demands.

Duncan opens his eyes and smirks at her. Not quite, darling. Im having too much fun where I am, he says seductively, wiggling his eyebrows. Courtney rolls her eyes but feels her stomach flutter.

Duncan, she warns.

Just agree that you wont go to work today and Ill let you go, Duncan says.

What?!

I said

I know what you said! Courtney snaps. I just cant call in sick on my second day of work!

Sure you can, Duncan insists. Especially since that crazed Sean is on the loose

Courtney freezes up in Duncans arms. She had completely forgotten about Sean. Well I guess one day off wont hurt anybody, Courtney breaks down.

Thats my Princess, Duncan praises her, kissing Courtneys forehead, and releasing her.

Courtney was on Duncans laptop, sitting on the couch. She was searching Sean on the internet because, to her, knowledge is power. Duncan was in the kitchen making himself a fruit smoothie with the blender along with a small shot of vodka in it.

Courtney gasps. Did you know there are over five hundred Seans on MySpace? she asks.

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Nope. But you better start looking, Duncan tells her, shaking some icy smoothie into his mouth straight from the blender.

Within the next fifteen minutes, Duncan had chugged a liter of spiked smoothie, and Courtney had found Seans profile. Duncan, I found it! Courtney exclaims. Duncan sits on the couch next to Courtney and squints at the screen. And, yes, there was a picture of Sean.

Well thats great, darling, but what are we supposed to do now? Duncan asks.

Courtney sighs. Were just going to kinda explore his profile and see if we can find out anything, she explains. Courtney clicks on Seans pictures, luckily his profile wasnt private.

The screen loads, and when his pictures pop up, Duncan and Courtney both gasp.

There was just one picture of Sean, which he was using as his profile picture. The other pictures were all of Courtney with hearts. Everywhere. There were a couple pictures of Duncan, too, but those just had hate messages scrawled across his face.

So Seans

In love with you, Duncan finishes for her. They both were still staring at the screen in disbelief.

And hes trying to kill you, Courtney tells Duncan. She looks him in the eyes and they stare at each other with wide eyes. Finally, Duncan shuts his eyes and shakes his head.

That dude is messed up.

Courtney sets the laptop down on the couch and she stands up. Come on, I have an idea, she says. Duncan stands up too.

What is it?

Just follow me, Courtney orders. She puts her wedges on and grabs a jacket. Duncan slips on his red Converse and follows Courtney out the apartment door. They walk down the sidewalk and into the outlet mall. Courtney takes a detour through Abercrombie in order to avoid Starbucks.

Finally, they wind up in a small alleyway. Courtney points to a gang symbol graffiti-ed on the brick wall. Do you know these people? Courtney demands.

Duncans eyes flick over to the familiar symbol, graffiti-ed into the brick. There were three short, fat, neon green bubble letters: DKC. To the upper right hand corner, but still pressed to the C, was the little skull Duncan always had on his T-shirt. Courtney hadnt known until yesterday, when she saw the graffiti skull, that Duncan’s shirt was basically a gang symbol. Yeah, I know them, Duncan answers, crossing his arms and smirking.

Courtney sighs. Alright, how about this: Are they your friends?

Psh, yeah! Duncan exclaims. Who do you think came up with the skull as our logo?

Just making sure. Anyway, do you think they could maybe help us with our situation with Sean? Courtney asks.

Of course! Cmon, Princess, lets go pack, says Duncan, taking Courtneys hand and pulling her out of the alleyway. She yanks her hand from his.

Wait, wait, wait. What makes you think theyd want to see you?

See me? Duncan asks, placing a hand on his chest and raising his eyebrows. Darling, darling, darling. I am the leader of my gang. They better be happy to see me. The only reason I didnt take you to our hideout was because of you.

Because of me?!

Yeah. As you can tell, Sweetheart, you arent really gang material.

Courtney stomps her foot and squeezes her hands into fists. I wear gray! Gray is like a gang color, right?

Sure, Courtney Suuure.

Whatever, you ogre. Lets just go and pack.

Ohmigosh! Is that Harold?! Courtney asks as she and Duncan were walking out of his apartment building with their luggage in hand. Harold was standing on the curb and hailing a taxi.

Yep. He lives in this apartment building too, Duncan answers.

Why didnt you tell me?

I didnt think he was that important. Courtney laughs at this, and they walk up to Harold. A taxi pulls up to the curb and Harold opens the door.

Hey, Harold, Courtney greets him. Harold turns around and lets go of the door.

Oh. Hi, Courtney, he wheezes.

I think this is our cab, Duncan says. He tosses his and Courtneys luggage into the taxi.

Hey, thats not fair! This is my taxi! It took me, like, a whole light-year to hail, Harold protests. Duncan shoves him to the curb and motions for Courtney to get in the taxi, which she does. Duncan steps over Harold, accidentally stepping on his in the process.

OW!

Whoopsy-daisy! Duncan exclaims, sliding across the leather seat of the taxi and slamming the door shut.

After a short drive, Courtney and Duncan get out of the taxi and step onto the curb of downtown Chicago. The old brick semi-skyscrapers had broken windows, doors nailed shut by moldy planks of wood, cracking sidewalks, front porches invaded by weeds, and a gray sky. Courtney shivered at the dismal sight as the taxi drove off.

Duncan led her down a smelly alleyway complete with knocked-over trashcans, layers of graffiti on the brick walls, and even a couple rats peering at them from the cracks. They walk through a wooden fence with a sign saying Trespassers Will Be Shot on it. Then they cross a small weedy field into another alleyway blocked off by a brick wall. Duncan taps a series of knocks on a thick steel door and waits.

In a couple minutes, the door opens to reveal a teenage guy in clothing similar to Duncans and a red mohawk. Dude! Duncan! Youre back! he exclaims, grabbing Duncans hand and pulling Duncan close to him. They bump shoulders and slap each others back.

Duncan pulls away and motions to Courtney. Princess, this is Killer. Killer, this is Princess.

Killer holds his hand out to Courtney and she carefully takes it. Killer shakes her hand and gives her a small nod. Nice to finally meet you, Princess.

Courtney blushes and pulls her hand away. You too, uh, Killer. But you can call me Courtney.

No problem, Court, Killer says, holding the door open for her and Duncan. Killer had multiple facial piercings and was naturally hot, just like Duncan. Duncan leads Courtney down a spiral rusty-metal staircase, into the basement of the building.

(Authors Note: Sorry this sucky chapter took me soooo long. I had a major writers block on this story. But now, mwa-ha-ha-ha! I have the perfect plan And I think you guys will really like it. *big cheesy grin* Also, Ill be describing the DKC Gangs hide-out in the next chapter.)

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