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I like to think that Julia and Damien were friends that previously to the reboot and had a big falling out!! even though they only had one scene together (technically two,, finale) I just think their personalities would mesh well together :3

this oneshot is set during the party after the finale! bowie and priya both hosted it together since they’re the winner/runner ups!

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Comfort.

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“Okayy, I’m here for the party, buttknuckles!”

Julia exclaims as she steps in, the group of former contestants turning to her with mixed reactions. Chase ran up to her and gave her a high five, gladly welcoming her in. “Heyy, Julia! It’s good to see you made it! Oh- you should try the cake! It’s suuuuper good!” The dark brunet laughs, taking another piece of cake from the table, scarfing it down as he goes over to Ripper.

MK, the kleptomaniac, gave her a half glance turned glare, before returning to sipping on her soda.

Wayne and Raj greeted her as well, the former more welcoming than the latter, since he didn’t have a boyfriend who didn’t hate her guts yet. “Yooo, Jules! You made it! I was just telling Raj that I was getting worried about you, come on!” The dirty blonde led her to the large table with a clean white table cloth draped over it, with dozens of plates of food on it. Wow, they really wanted to celebrate this much over the several grueling weeks they all had shared together. In a way, she found it cute, in the other, she just saw it as free food.

Sure, she would have preferred to win the money, but free food is fine, she supposed.

Julia was about to take a small bowl of cut up mango, before an arm stopped her. “Nuh uh, no way I’m letting you in here.” Bowie’s voice sounded stern, and annoyed at the same time. “This is a No-Julia party from here on out,” He crossed his arms, looking down at the influencer with a raised eyebrow, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“Uhm. Hello? This is a party for every contestant, buttknuckle. I don’t know if that finale gave you brain damage, but I was one of them!”

“You’re insufferable and such a liar- I can guarantee you that almost nobody wants you here!”

“It was for the game, what, have you never even seen a show like Total Drama before? And don’t act like you weren’t fake too, you voted off Chase and lied to Emma’s face! Who would do such a thing to their best friend- oh right, you.”

That, got the attention of Emma, who at this point had been talking to Damien, the both of them were too engrossed in their conversation to even notice what was going on. In the corner of her eye, she saw the two turn toward the chaos at the table.

“You little..”

Julia watched as her arch-enemy winced, while his boyfriend put a hand on his shoulder, and he grumbled.

“You’re still more fake than me.. but I guess you can stay. Only because some people here actually like you, but also because it’s Priya’s party too.” Julia’s purple-grey eyes briefly shifted to Wayne’s, then briefly over to Damien, to whom avoided her gaze. As she expected.

“Thank you.”

She smiled at Bowie sweetly, before taking her bowl of chopped up mango, and the party slowly resumed to what it was before. The music was bumping loudly in the large room, the disco floor lighting up the room brightly, while some of the boys played video games on the big tv screen.

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Time went by, and things got sort of overwhelming for Julia, in a way. Don’t get her wrong, she likes parties — she danced a lot in the first hour of the party— but after everything that happened before joining the show, her father and the Internet basically isolating her,, yeah, this party was bound to be overwhelming. She stood next to the wall, leaning against it as she surveyed her peers in the room, her eyes slightly narrowed.

“Okay, Julia.. you got this. It’s just a stupid party with all these stupid buttknuckles.” She took a shallow breath in, and let it out quietly. She ate her fruit in peace, growing more uncomfortable by the minute. She had been here for two hours at this point, and the party had yet to show signs of stopping.

She was Julia Holland, the girl of the hour. The biggest villain of the season. The girl who powered her way to fourth place, and could have won if she never pointed out the damn coins in that pond. A stupid party really shouldn’t make her feel awful, it shouldn’t.

But unfortunately, it was.

So, she decided to step outside for just a moment, to let all her frustration out. Julia put her bowl of fruit on the table, and walked out the door without anybody noticing. She was just tired of everything that’s been happening these past few weeks. Losing all her followers, getting exposed on international TV— getting thrown into a pit of firey bees or whatever that was, but the quips MK, Bowie, Emma and the rest of the cast threw her way never bothered her. At least, almost never bothered her. She guessed she never did that well in overwhelming situations like this.

There was this time where her father tried to get her to make friends with girls her age. It normally either ended up with a fight, or the other girl crying. Sometimes both — but in her opinion they absolutely deserved it.

Then there was the birthday parties her mother embarrassed her at. God, that struck her young, fragile ego hard.

Soon, she felt a few drops of rain hit her face, snapping her out of her thoughts of the past.

Oh, buttknuckles.

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Damien watched the other teens play video games on the big screen, causally sipping on a soda, MK right by his side. While Chase and Ripper were busy fighting and yelling at each other, he looked around the party a bit.

Zee was telling Caleb and Nichelle a story, likely on how he lost his leg.

Scary Girl was standing in the corner making a skull out of a random assortment of food from the main table. Weird.. and scary…

Emma was talking to Wayne and Axel. Probably complaining about Bow- oh no no, she was smiling. All was good, then. Probably

Raj was talking to Bowie, like the cool gay nerds they were. He couldn’t deny that they were cute, even if he himself wasn’t really into all that lovey-dovey stuff.

He saw everyone, except for Julia.

He turned to MK, his right eyebrow gently raised in curiosity. “Hey, MK- have you seen Julia? She’s like, gone. Do you think she’s okay?” He heard MK laugh, which was fair.

“Yeah, no. I don’t care about Julia. She probably thought she was better than some crummy party. Besides, why do you care about Julia of all people? What, you like her or something?”

“What? No, gross! I’m not into romance or anything like that.” Damien’s eyebrows furrowed briefly, before he answered MK’s previous question. “I care because - ah, I don’t know .. sure, Julia isn’t the greatest person ever, but she’s still a person.”

“Influencers aren’t people. Julia definitely isn’t, let’s face it Damien.” MK said, only turning away when the TV said ‘PIZZACHASER WON!’, the two of them watching Chase cheer loudly while Ripper started to scream as if his kidneys had been ripped out of his body. Damien cringed at the sudden loud noise, glancing at MK to realize she had magically put on a pair of soundproof headphones. Damn, he could really use those right now. Oh whatever.

He walked away from the loud noise, rolling his eyes as he held his drink close to his chest, looking down at the floor. Soon, he bumped into somebody.

“Oh! Crap, I am so sorry-“ He looked up, seeing that he had spilled some of his soda on Raj. He turned, and so did Bowie and Priya- (Priya? When did she get here?), the hockey player looking at him with a smile and apologetic eyes. “Oh- don’t worry Damien! It happens all the time to me and Wayne-“

“Wayne and I.” Bowie and Priya briefly cut in at the same time.

“Same thing, guys!” Raj giggled, wiping some of the soda into his shirt by accident as he tried to get it off. “Ah shoot..” Damien heard him mumble, and stared at him for a second with concern, before brushing it off as he asked his question. “Have you seen Julia? Like, since the party actually started..” Raj blinked at him blankly, before glancing back at Priya and Bowie, and Millie who just appeared next to them. “Uhh… no? I mean I saw her likeee… I don’t know! I saw her after we played Just Dance and it looked like she wasn’t having a good time, which kinda sucks. It’s a party, you know?” Damien simply nodded, looking over at the front door.

“I’ll be back, I’m just gonna get some fresh air, it’s too loud.” He laughed lightly, and walked out of the door.

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He walked onto the porch, closing the door behind him. In front of him, he saw a blonde with her head in her hands, shaking from the cold as the sky rained down on her. “Julia?” He asked, walking over to her slowly, sitting down next to his old friend on the staircase, the rain gently beating down on the two. He set his soda down next to him, his gaze focused on the weeping blonde. “..Jules?” He asked quietly, his eyebrows knit together in concern.

The quiet cries of the girl stopped as soon as he put his hand onto her shoulder, and he quickly pulled it away. She lifted her face from her hands, and there he saw the mess of makeup on her face. Her mascara was running down her face, and her lipstick was slightly smudged.

“What, are you gonna make fun of me, Damien?” She glared at him, a small sniffle coming from her. “This is so embarrassing.” She grumbled, the man hummed lowly, “What? I wasn’t gonna make fun of you, I’m not like MK or Bowie.” He said as he took off his yellow hat.

“Not yet.”

“Not ever, Jules. You know that.” He took off his jacket, draping it over Julia’s shoulders.

“No, I don’t!” Julia raised her voice, snapping at him, sitting up straight as the rain danced on the pair. “I don’t know if you’ll be like them — you should be mad at me, Damien! You have every single right to be mad at me! I don’t understand why you’re not!” She jabbed her index finger into his chest, right where his heart was. “I. don’t. get. you. Why do you suddenly care now?? Why do you care about me crying over some STUPID party?! Why can’t we just leave each other’s lives and move on already??”

“I care because I miss you! I care because I miss our friendship, Julia. I care because I know- deep down inside you, is the girl I once knew when we were kids! I moved on, Jules!” He frowns, looking the blonde right in the eyes, pulling her hand away from his chest. “You're the person who can’t.” He paused, watching her eyes widen before she looked away.

“..I’m sorry, Julia, but I’m telling the truth. I’ve moved on from everything, I’ve got friends, I got accepted into the college I always talked about— I-I even learned that I don’t like romance! And what have you done? Make a fake persona to gain views and popularity.” His brows furrowed once more, but it wasn’t out of concern, it was out of anger. “You .. were never that obsessed with yoga or nature or anything like that. What- what happened to you, Julia?”

“I don’t know what happened to me.” She said in a stern voice, “Ever since we stopped talking, my life has turned to shit, Damien! I tried to contact you but you never responded, not once! So then I tried to fix things with my father, do the meditating crystals and yoga like he always preached about, that sort of bullshit. I made myself something I could do to forget about you.. and then we both signed up for this fucking show, and my whole career I built up for myself vanished in an instant! I lost my followers, my sponsors- my dad’s trust! The million dollars was the only thing I had going for me then.. and then I lost that to those stupid buttknuckles.”

Damien stared at her for a long moment, soaking in the information that she just spilled out to him, actually speechless for once as Julia continued.

“I should have won the million! Not Bowie, not Priya, me!”

“Do you think I wasn’t salty too, Julia? You’re not the only one who lost.”

Julia froze at his cold tone, immediately shutting up. Damien sighed, giving himself a moment to relax.

“..I get it, though. Why you did what you did, I get it. I’m honestly just glad you weren’t actually a hippie granola girl, you know?” Julia looked up at the sky, letting the rain fall onto her face, washing away some of her messy makeup.

“…Yeah.”

A long moment of silence washes over the two, listening to the loud music blaring from inside the building, contrasting with the cold rain.

“I’m.. sorry.. for ruining our friendship.”

Julia says quietly, ashamed that she even had to say sorry in the first place. This was so unlike her. So vulnerable. She let her walls down once since the start of the show, and he doubts she’ll ever do it again.

Damien looked over at his old friend once more, a small smile on his face. “It’s alright, Julia.” He wrapped his arm around her, his yellow hat in his other hand. The two were so engrossed in their little heart to heart, they didn’t even realize that the front door was open. Bowie, Priya, Millie, and a few others were listening and watching this whole scene play out.

“Are you two done?” Bowie asked, his tone slightly annoyed.

Damien cocked his head towards the front door, giving Bowie a mean glare. Bowie’s brows raised slightly, never having seen him so mad before. Besides the finale, that is.

“Oookay, then.. I’ll just leave you two to it.”

The door shut, leaving the two childhood friends alone at last.

“Sorry about that.”

“It’s fine, there’s nothing I can do about it now. If they want to make fun of me, then so what? I don’t care.”

Damien laughed lightly, feeling some nostalgia tug at his heart. “That’s the Julia I know. You never cared about what anybody thought of you. You’re tough, strong..” He trailed off, but only for a moment.

“And you’re my friend, Jules.”

Julia rolled her eyes, “I forgot how cheesy you could be. And whatever, I guess.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” He laughs. “..I’m always here to comfort you, Julia. Like we promised when we were kids.”

The rain slowly stopped as the minutes went by.

Julia let herself smile softly as wrapped her childhood friend’s jacket around her tighter.

Finally, she felt comforted.

Hi Bby… Sooo…. wanna make a Dating Bbg Toge prt4…?

no..?

Fine then… I’ll offer a trade….

if you make it for me.. I will offer you this… you like what you see..? This is your husband, no?

Oh… Not good enough… Is this better for you?

just type this into your YouTube search: yameda - megumi edit 4k and click the first short. Also megumi edit - killshot .

deal..? Yeah.. Okay babe, I’ll be waiting…

0-0 I WILL NOW?! (Officially convinced)