This is a fic about Scott as a child. It's pretty messed up.
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Morning sun. A pale hand pours the blue contents of one container into a mug of coffee. His hands are then clasped around the mug tightly, as he fears dropping it.
Slowly, the nine year old hands it to his mother, trying to hold back his smirk. He can see that she's trying not to glare at him, but he's not sure why. "It's about time you came back with my coffee..."
"Sorry, mom," Scott says, though it only took him about a minute to poor the coffee and add his 'secret ingredient'.
"You're not sorry about shit," she sits back, taking a long drink. Her face contorts with confusion and disgust. "Did you wash this?"
"Sure did, ma," Scott insists, "How about you drink some more?"
"Why? What'd you do to it?"
"Nothing." The lie rolls off his tongue easily, as would so many other lies.
She shrugs and takes another drink. Then the mug is literally tossed aside, hot coffee scorching the carpet with light brown. Scott feels his heart drop in that instant-- his plan has failed.
"You didn't wash the fucking dishes, you little shit!" His mother backhands him as hard as she can. Thankfully, by this point, Scott is used to holding back tears.
It's Windex, not soap! He wants to scream it at her, but he knows that will get him in worse trouble. So he settles instead for a feigned look of innocence as he tells her, "I'm sorry, Mommy, I didn't mean to."
"Bull fucking shit! I'll make my own damn coffee then..." Her eyes seem to darken, and she groans. "But... Come here, Scotty. I wanna tell you a story first..."
He goes to sit at the kitchen table, waiting for his mother to return with her coffee. When she sits across from him, the cigarette in her mouth is already lit.
The first words out of her mouth as she blows smoke into the air: "Do you know what an abortion is?"
"Nope."
She taps the cigarette on the table-- they have no ash tray. "That's when a girl's pregnant, but she doesn't want the baby, so she gets rid of it."
"Okay." He has nothing else to say. But she stares at him as if he must be putting two and two together... Upon realizing she must say the awful truth, she groans again, taking a drink and a drag.
"Well, I didn't have a doctor to give me an abortion. That's why you're here."
"Huh?"
She rolls her eyes. "You're a mistake. I only gave birth to you because I couldn't get rid of you."
"Why would you want to get rid of me?" he asks, still not fully sure.
"Because I knew you were gonna ruin my life. And I was right, like I always am!"
Scott lets the words sink in. So he was never supposed to walk the earth... He was unloved from conception... His own mother is telling him these horrible truths... He's a mistake.
And yet he doesn't care. After all, she's called him worse.
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Morning sun. A pale hand pours the blue contents of one container into a mug of coffee. His hands are then clasped around the mug tightly, as he fears dropping it.
Slowly, the nine year old hands it to his mother, trying to hold back his smirk. He can see that she's trying not to glare at him, but he's not sure why. "It's about time you came back with my coffee..."
"Sorry, mom," Scott says, though it only took him about a minute to poor the coffee and add his 'secret ingredient'.
"You're not sorry about shit," she sits back, taking a long drink. Her face contorts with confusion and disgust. "Did you wash this?"
"Sure did, ma," Scott insists, "How about you drink some more?"
"Why? What'd you do to it?"
"Nothing." The lie rolls off his tongue easily, as would so many other lies.
She shrugs and takes another drink. Then the mug is literally tossed aside, hot coffee scorching the carpet with light brown. Scott feels his heart drop in that instant-- his plan has failed.
"You didn't wash the fucking dishes, you little shit!" His mother backhands him as hard as she can. Thankfully, by this point, Scott is used to holding back tears.
It's Windex, not soap! He wants to scream it at her, but he knows that will get him in worse trouble. So he settles instead for a feigned look of innocence as he tells her, "I'm sorry, Mommy, I didn't mean to."
"Bull fucking shit! I'll make my own damn coffee then..." Her eyes seem to darken, and she groans. "But... Come here, Scotty. I wanna tell you a story first..."
He goes to sit at the kitchen table, waiting for his mother to return with her coffee. When she sits across from him, the cigarette in her mouth is already lit.
The first words out of her mouth as she blows smoke into the air: "Do you know what an abortion is?"
"Nope."
She taps the cigarette on the table-- they have no ash tray. "That's when a girl's pregnant, but she doesn't want the baby, so she gets rid of it."
"Okay." He has nothing else to say. But she stares at him as if he must be putting two and two together... Upon realizing she must say the awful truth, she groans again, taking a drink and a drag.
"Well, I didn't have a doctor to give me an abortion. That's why you're here."
"Huh?"
She rolls her eyes. "You're a mistake. I only gave birth to you because I couldn't get rid of you."
"Why would you want to get rid of me?" he asks, still not fully sure.
"Because I knew you were gonna ruin my life. And I was right, like I always am!"
Scott lets the words sink in. So he was never supposed to walk the earth... He was unloved from conception... His own mother is telling him these horrible truths... He's a mistake.
And yet he doesn't care. After all, she's called him worse.
"Welcome to the dramatic marshmellow ceremony!IF i call your name,get a marshmellow.IF you do not have a marshmellow by the end of the night,you are elimnated.Only two of you are safe.The first marshmellow goes to:
SUMER
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juno
sorry but Brooke and Ronnie,you have been elimanted.
WATCH FOR THE FINALE OF TOTAL DRAMA FANPOPPERS!!!
SUMER
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juno
sorry but Brooke and Ronnie,you have been elimanted.
WATCH FOR THE FINALE OF TOTAL DRAMA FANPOPPERS!!!
Note:The following is JUST a fanfiction
"I'm your host,Katie!""And i'm your host,Sadie!"
"This week we'll be taking some of the new contestants from Total Drama The Musical to talk with us!""First up,Cody!"
*Cody walks in*
Andrea:*sighs while head points down*
Katie:Oh my gosh,Cody!
Sadie:We,like totaly missed you!
Cody:What's up with her?
Katie:Don't mind her,she's just upset.
*Andrea is crying*
Andrea:I'm f-f-fine....
Katie:So what is Kathie like?
Cody:Ya,she's nice can i talk to Andrea?
*Runs over*
Andrea:*Face turns red with anger*STOP HUGGING ME!
Cody:What's wrong?
Andrea:It's so obvious...
Katie:Ooooooooo let's watch the clip!
*Clip was kathie and cody kissing*
Andrea:I don't know how long it's gonna be to take to feel ok after THAT!And i thought you loved me!
OK IT WAS SHORT BUT GOOD RIGHT?
"I'm your host,Katie!""And i'm your host,Sadie!"
"This week we'll be taking some of the new contestants from Total Drama The Musical to talk with us!""First up,Cody!"
*Cody walks in*
Andrea:*sighs while head points down*
Katie:Oh my gosh,Cody!
Sadie:We,like totaly missed you!
Cody:What's up with her?
Katie:Don't mind her,she's just upset.
*Andrea is crying*
Andrea:I'm f-f-fine....
Katie:So what is Kathie like?
Cody:Ya,she's nice can i talk to Andrea?
*Runs over*
Andrea:*Face turns red with anger*STOP HUGGING ME!
Cody:What's wrong?
Andrea:It's so obvious...
Katie:Ooooooooo let's watch the clip!
*Clip was kathie and cody kissing*
Andrea:I don't know how long it's gonna be to take to feel ok after THAT!And i thought you loved me!
OK IT WAS SHORT BUT GOOD RIGHT?
Chris: Welcome To The Bonfire Camp Ceremony, When You Hear Me Call Your Name, Come And Get A Marshmellow:
Andi
Brooke
Ivy
Kiera
Katherine
Alexa
Karen
Lauren
Sky
Maggie
Elizabeth
Sumer
And....................Riana!
The Final Marshmellow Goes To:
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Katie."
Katie: "Woo-Hoo Yeah! Woo-Hoo!"
Chef: "I'm Sorry Lia....But You Have Been Eliminated."
Lia: *Walks To The Dock Of Shame*
*Chris Narrating* "Hi Guys! Guess What, I Got To Say The Names Of The Campers On The Ceremony Today! And With Lia Being The 4th Camper Eliminated, Who Will Be Next On Total Related Island!"
Andi
Brooke
Ivy
Kiera
Katherine
Alexa
Karen
Lauren
Sky
Maggie
Elizabeth
Sumer
And....................Riana!
The Final Marshmellow Goes To:
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Katie."
Katie: "Woo-Hoo Yeah! Woo-Hoo!"
Chef: "I'm Sorry Lia....But You Have Been Eliminated."
Lia: *Walks To The Dock Of Shame*
*Chris Narrating* "Hi Guys! Guess What, I Got To Say The Names Of The Campers On The Ceremony Today! And With Lia Being The 4th Camper Eliminated, Who Will Be Next On Total Related Island!"
Nickname(s): Farra or Skunk
Age: 14
Place: New Jersey
Friends: Barbara, Hayley, Dawn, Maggie, Gwen, Cody.
Skills: Very good singer/actor
Info: She is a music-loving, partying, crazy, punk girl. A dad, big brother, and mom make up her family. She has a crush on Cody, loves to write Chrizzy articles, and listen to music.
Appearance: Tall, skinny, curvy. Blackish blueish hair with one white streak on the side that goes down to a bit past her chin. Brown-gray shirt with triangle shaped straps and a big pink star in the middle. Gray pants with baggy ends and a really weird pink belt. Black/gold sneakers. Gray gloves that go up to her elbows. Lots of red-violet lipstick, gray eyeshadow, black eyeliner, dark-brow eyes.