Hi, everyone and welcome to my collection of one-shots for Sakura Blossom Storm's Of love and fanfiction project, which is a brilliant idea, if I may add. Although I have written (and will probably write again) about the Gwen-Heather conflict, I like the thought of the two being friends. I don't have much experience with one-shots, so feedback is welcomed. That's about it. Enjoy reading!


Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama Series.

Note: This one-shot takes place before the elimination ceremony in Picnic at Hanging Dork. Also, a lot of dialogue…


I can't trust you

Heather sighed and ran her hand through her raven weren't going well. First of all, team Amazon had lost in Australia. Second of all, it was all because of Courtney. And last but not least, Courtney was hitting on Alejandro…Not that she cared. But Heather decided that it was time for Miss Bossy to get off the plane.

Heather was now sitting in Economy Class, getting ready for the Elimination Ceremony. She desperately wanted Courtney gone and she was going to do her best to make that happen.

"Hey." A familiar voice greeted.

Heather looked up and saw Gwen. The Goth girl was her teammate, but ever since Total Drama started, they weren't exactly the best of friends. However, the hate between them wasn't as clear as when they first met.

"Hey." She replied.

"Can I join you or are you busy thinking strategy?" Gwen asked with a bit of irony in her voice.

"I don't care, do what you want." Heather shrugged.

Gwen sat next to her and after a minute or so, she broke the silence.

"Where are Cody and Sierra?"

"Geek-boy is still talking gibberish after today's challenge and stalker-girl is his shadow as usual." Heather replied.

Gwen didn't say anything. Instead she asked something that caused Heather to make eye contact with her: "So…Is what we talked about earlier today still available? You know, about voting off Courtney."

"You've still got my vote. Miss CIT is going down." Heather added, while a smirk appeared on her face.

To Heather's surprise, Gwen didn't respond with a smirk, not even with a smile. Instead she placed her hand under her chin and meditated for a few seconds.

"Yeah, that's the problem. I'm not exactly convinced that you're going to vote for her today." The Goth girl said. "Knowing you, you've probably made an alliance with Courtney as well."

Heather's eyes widened. Was she becoming predictable?

"Well, I…" she tried to defend herself, but gave up with a sigh. "Yes, I did tell Courtney that I would vote for you. It's called playing the game. But since she threw the challenge on purpose, I'm not going to allow her to remain on this team any longer." She added crossing her arms.

"Either that or you're bothered by her flirting with Alejandro." Gwen added nonchalantly.

"What? No, I am so not jealous!" Heather flustered.

"I didn't say 'jealous', but I guess you admitted by adding that word in." Gwen began laughing, much to Heather's annoyance. "Don't worry, I won't tell." She winked.

"Ugh!" Heather heavily sighed. "Why does everyone say that I like him? Besides, we're way off topic."

"Alright, we'll drop the subject if you want to. Just tell me, do I have your vote or not?"

"You do."

"But I still can't trust you." Gwen replied.

"Oh, come on, what did I do to you?" Heather threw her arms up.

Gwen responded with a glare.

"Fine, don't answer that." Heather muttered.

"It would take me too long to enumerate." She added. "You kissed the guy I liked, left me in my underwear on national TV, read my diary on national TV, tried to sabotage me in the final, called me-"

"Well, I'm sorry, okay?" Heather snapped.

Gwen's jaw almost dropped and Heather tried to look away when she realized what she had just said.

"Wait a second, did you just…apologize?" Gwen asked, still in shock.

"Look, it's not like I've always hated you." Heather began explaining, although her words didn't come out as easily as she wanted. "I mean, I did hate you. I hated you a lot, actually. But sometimes, I couldn't help wondering if I was wrong to despise you. After all, I did some things I shouldn't have done, all in order to win."

"You did a lot of things."

"I'm saying that I'm sorry and you're ticking me off?" Heather asked irritated. "See, this is why I don't apologize!"

"Chill out." Gwen chuckled. "I'm still not used to the fact that you are saying that you're sorry."

Heather rolled her eyes, although deep down she was a bit relieved that she managed to finally apologize. But then, something happened that caught her off guard. Gwen grabbed her hand and smiled.

"Apology accepted." The Goth girl affirmed.

Heather smiled. After all the fights between them, it finally happened: the hatchet was buried. Gwen let go of her hand and they shared another moment of silence. This time it was a different type of silence. It was a promising one, one that somehow guaranteed that the future will be better.

"Courtney is going home today." Heather said, folding her arms.

"And everything will be alright." Gwen added with a smile.

"Yeah…." Heather replied absently. However, she had a bad feeling that the ceremony wouldn't go as planned in the end.

For the next two hours the two kept on talking about everything: from strategy-related details to scandals from celebrities' lives. They only stopped when Chris announced that it was time for the elimination ceremony. Gwen was more confident than Heather and she remained that way until the end…When she was voted off. The unexpected twist was the tie-breaking challenge that Gwen lost because she was allergic to eucalyptus.

With her eyes red and her face swallowed, Gwen was prepared to take the Drop of Shame without disappointment. And she would have done it with dignity, if Courtney hadn't pushed her. Despite feeling hurt after seeing her teammate leave the game, Heather maintained an emotionless expression.

"I'm sorry, Gwen. I wish things could have gone as we planned. But I promise that Courtney won't win. I promise you, my friend." Heather thought as she headed towards Economy Class.