I need the next season of Total Drama to have Mike and Jasmine in it just so Mike can go Manitoba and meet Jasmine since their both seemingly Australian.
-“Well well what’s an Aussie like yourself doing way out here? Missing that sun I suppose?”
“What?”. Zoey comes over tugging Mike-Manitoba- away. “Sorry. I uh, I’ll explain later”, and Manitoba just fucking winks.
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((PART 4)) Merry Zokemas: A Multiple Mike/Zoke Christmas Fanfiction
Chapter 4: The Perfect Tree
It seemed like Mike and Zoey has looked at every tree on the lot, and still neither one of them was satisfied.
“How about this one, Zoey?” Mike asked gesturing to a super tall tree with thick green branches.
Zoey held up her thumbs and pointer fingers up like a camera and looked critically at the tree.
“I don’t know Mike. It’s a lovely tree, that’s for sure. But it just doesn’t feel like OUR tree.” she said with eyebrows cocked.
“Well, what does OUR tree look like?” Mike asked with tired eyes. His morning cup of coffee was finally losing its effect on him.
“I don’t really know. But I WILL know when I see it!” Zoey explained with that same “child in a candy store” gleam in her chocolate brown eyes.
“Then I guess we better keep looking then.” Mike said with a sleepy smile.
“Aw you’re tired, I think we should leave.” Zoey said.
“No way. Let’s look at one more tree.” Mike said determinedly.
Zoey smiled a sweet little smile and grabbed Mike’s hand.
“Ok. But then we leave, with or without a tree.” She whispered.
“Ok.” Mike mumbled sadly and sleepily.
Zoey chuckled at his sleepy voice which was considerably deeper than his regular speaking voice. It almost sounded like Mal’s but without the evil rolling quality that he had possessed.
“One more tree.” Zoey pondered to herself.
She scanned the lot quickly, not sure what she was looking for, when suddenly, something caught her eye.
“MIKE. LOOK AT THAT ONE.” She cheered and dragged him by the hand to it.
“ISN’T IT PERFECT?”
Mike gazed at the tree with a smile.
The tree wasn’t too tall, but it wasn’t too short either. The branches weren’t too thick or too thin, they were the perfect shade of evergreen, and the top wasn't misshapen. But the best part of all, it was dusted over with sparkling gold flecks. It sparkled and shined in the early morning sunlight, and reflected gold dots on whatever it surrounded.
“Christmas lights would make the most beautiful wall and ceiling constellations on this tree.” Zoey said dreamily.
“It’s perfect. This is the one. This is the tree.” Mike said with droopy lids.
“This is OUR tree. Now let’s get going, sleepyhead.” Zoey teased and mussed with Mike’s hair.
He smiled at the comforting action and went to go grab the tree from the stand. Hoisting it over his shoulder he held it one hand and grasped Zoey’s hand in the other, and they headed to the car.
By the time they got back, Mike was falling asleep between footsteps. But his grip on the tree was still firm.
Zoey snickered at her sleepy, sweet boyfriend and gently pried the Christmas tree from his long, thin fingers. She then put it gently into the back of Mike’s truck.
Mike had collapsed on the ground; fast asleep in that same pose Zoey had learned to love…Ass up.
She gently scooped him up in her arms and buckled him up in the passenger seat of the car.
Stealing the keys from Mike’s jacket pocket, she cranked the engine and drove them home.
Mike usually never let people drive his truck.
“It’s my BABY.” He would say.
But what Mike doesn't know at that moment wouldn't kill him. Besides he looked just so cute and peaceful snoring in the passenger seat, she just couldn’t bear to wake him.
……………………..
“Are we almost there?” Chester grouched from Vito’s arms.
“Almost, Pops.” Vito replied with an eye roll.
“How much further? Svetlana’s legs grow veary vith each step she takes.”
“No worries, mates. We’re here.” Manitoba smirks and let go off Svetlana’s hand.
“Manitoba, you should be ze vone to go check... You’re ze vone who did ze building of zis place.” Svetlana whimpered and ran her fingers through her hair.
“EY YO. Why don’t I go? The Crocodile Hunter over there always gets to do the explorin’. ‘Sides, if what we are thinkin’ happened has happened, I could rough him up a lil’. HEHEHE, LET’S RUMBLE.” Vito put Chester on the ground gently, and snickered obnoxiously as he cracked his knuckles.
“No. No. No. Vy you alvays got to hit someting, you Meat Head?” Svetlana teased.
Vito turned and glared at her.
She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at him, in return.
“First off, no one is gonna have a blue with anyone. Second off, let’s all just go in. The more time we spend out here arguin’, the more time the wily dingo could be using to fly the coop. Then we’ll have a much bigger problem at hand.” Manitoba hissed.
“Then vat is it zat ve are vaiting for? Let us go!” Svetlana cried with a brisk head nod.
Manitoba laced his fingers between hers, she reached for Vito’s hand, and he gave Chester another piggy back ride. And with that, the group opened the door to the secret chamber that he had built.
“Watch your steps mates. It’s a bit dark and slippery down here.” He instructed as he advanced down the steps.
“I’m scared. Vat if he is really...”
“Don’t go there, Svetlana.” Chester said.
“Everyone just be...” *CRUNCH*
“Quiet...” Manitoba finished quietly.
His eyes grew to the size of saucers and filled with panic.
“Vat vas zat?” Svetlana whimpered.
Manitoba gulped, “I-uh...I stepped on some broken glass.”
Svetlana tightened her grip on Manitoba and Vito’s hands.
“NO. You all stay here. I’m gonna go take a squizz, er look, at the situation” Manitoba said and untangled his hand from hers.
There was only the sound of his footsteps and broken glass cracking, as he disappeared into the darkness of the chamber.
“Manitoba...” Svetlana called.
Vito held onto her tightly so she wouldn’t run after him.
“HOLY DOOLEY, HE’S GONE!” Manitoba shouted from the dark corridor.
“GONE?” Svetlana shouted fearfully.
“Yeah, gone! As in the cell is EMPTY. And the glass is broken all over the floor.” Manitoba replied.
“I can’t believe this! We keep him under control for a few months and then suddenly the confound kid finds a way to escape!” Chester grouches.
Svetlana breaks free from Vito’s tight grasp and goes rushing off into the darkness as well.
“EY YO TWINKLE TOES. WHERE YOU THINK YOU’SE GOIN?” Vito took off down the stairs, glass cracking under his feet as he stepped on it. Chester bounced up and down on his back with a childlike grin on his face.
When everyone had made it down to the main part of the chamber, they were shocked to find that Manitoba was right, and that Mal had indeed escaped.
“He’s gone walkabout.” Manitoba said sadly with a defeated look on his face.
“What do we do now?” Vito asked with an equally defeated facial expression.
“There isn’t anything we can do! HE’S WON.” Chester shouts with a scowl.
“But vat about Mike? Ve simply can’t let him find out on his own. It vill be too late by then.” Svetlana kicked at the broken glass on the ground.
“I’ll think of something, mates. But for now we search all over for the bloke.” Manitoba said.
“Indeed! Let us get vith ze going then.” Svetlana cried.
((PART 3)) Merry Zokemas: A Multiple Mike/Zoke Christmas Fanfiction
(This part was EXTREMELY DIFFICULT TO WRITE.
Chapter 3: Behind the Scenes
Neither of the two had any idea that while they were looking for the “perfect” Christmas tree, something was going awry...
…In Mike’s head.
“Ey yo, where do you want dis?”
“Probably somevere near ze vindow.”
“I just had it there! Whatchu tryin’ to pull Twinkle Toes?!”
“Must you two mates really bicker like a pack of wild dogs every day?”
“WILL ALL OF YA JUST BE QUIET? DAGUMIT. CONFOUNDED KIDS ALWAYS SHOUTIN ALL THE TIME.”
“SHH!” all the voices hissed at once.
“Chester, you’re the only one who’s yelling. Do you want Mike to hear us? We’ve been doing very well keeping hidden here for these past few months.” Manitoba replied with a stern expression.
“Why can’t ve just talk to him? I miss helping him all ze time. I haven’t been able to practice my routine for veeks. “Svetlana pouted.
“You people know exactly why we can’t talk to him. He can’t know we’re here. We are supposed to be gone. Like vamoosed. We could cause some real trouble if he finds out we’re still here; so pipe down, capisce?”
All the personalities nodded.
“I just miss being free. I miss being able to run vereever I vant.” Svetlana said sadly.
“Yeah I have to agree with you, Sheila, I miss being able to explore.” Manitoba answered in reply.
“I miss seeing my doll face, Anne Maria.” Vito followed.
“I don’t have anything to miss. Dagum kid used me to take out his frustrations and stresses and stuff.” Chester grumped and wagged his finger.
“Mates, we have to learn to accept the fact that we aren’t going anywhere, anytime soon. Yeah, that’d be right. So why don’t we just spend our time here enjoying the holidays together. We are already kinda like family.” Manitoba said glancing at his fellow family members.
“That’s true. Ve are like siblings in a vay. Minus Mike, of course.” Svetlana said.
“No. I think Mike is one of us too. We just can’t let the mate know we’re here. He has to think that he can handle life on his own.” Manitoba replied.
“But. He can’t. He can’t possibly be living life in the Ritz without us to help him out. ..” Vito crossed his arms.
“That’s why we are all still here…to see if he can manage life without us or not. Dugummit, don’t you see?! We will always be here.” Chester finished.
“I think that he is doing just spiffy without us. He and Zoey are stronger than ever. They are spending their first Chrissie together in Mike’s cabin in the mountains.” Manitoba said.
“EEEP! That varms Svetlana’s heart! It tis so good to see him so happy! Maybe he vill get along alright after all.” Svetlana cooed with dreamy eyes.
The silence was broken by the sound of broken glass from far off.
“Shit man.” Vito utters.
Svetlana’s eyes grew to size of golf balls and she lurched for Manitoba’s arm.
“Oh, that’s not good.” Chester whispered with equally large eyes.
“Who is gonna go do the checking of it out?” Svetlana asked.
“That will be me. I’m the only one that’s, well, EQUIPPED for this kind of situation” Vito said with a smirk and flexed his arm muscles. This was followed by everyone else rolling their eyes.
“You’re full of hot air. It’s my job to go out explorin’ the wild. I believe I would be the best one for this job!” Manitoba said with a smirk.
“NO!” Svetlana shouted.
Everyone turns and stares at her, curious and flustered from her outburst.
“Svetlana has been training since she vas six years of old. I am in ze best shape out of all of us. It should be me.” She says as she starts toward the door.
“CONFOUNDED KIDS, WE’LL ALL GO!” Chester bursts.
“SHHH!”
“Aight, you heard the gramps, let’s all just go, then.” Vito said,
“Let’s head out then. And hope we aren’t too late.” Manitoba orders, he pulls his arm up until he is holding Svetlana’s hand.
She follows him toward the door of their home.
“Ok gramps, you’re comin with me.” Vito said and leaned over to lift Chester.
