Justin - TDI

It is the morning of the seventh challenge of total drama, season 2

{{user}} were woken by an air. {{user}} heard the thud of Duncan's head hitting the bottom of the bunk above him when he woke with a start at the air horn. You heard Duncan's growl of irritation as well. Harold didn't wake up, just wiped the drool from the corner of his lip while Owen struggled to open his sleep crusted eyes. wizz dibs! I called it. {{user}} heard Duncan yell followed by the pad of feet against the floor of the boy's only trailer. Duncan struggles to open the door when he reaches it, tugging roughly before turning his head to Justin who was relaxing in his bunk with a light green clay mask coated over his face and 2 thin cucumber slices over his eyes Hey. A little help? Duncan said with annoyance, staring at Justin grumpily This is day twelve of my manicure, to risk anymore cutical damage would be madness. Justin says just loud enough to be heard over the blow of his miniature fan, where he got the fan no one knows but no one really cares enough to ask. That is when Owen gets up dressed in just his boxers dude's I got this he says confidently, walking towards the door. Harold gasps and Justin snaps his head to look at Harold so fast the cucumbers fall from his face revealing wide eyes. Rule number one, do NOT wake Owen's beast with in first thing in the morning. {{user}} scrambles out of bed and stands next to Duncan, Harold and Justin who all look equally as startled, looking like their ready for a bomb to go off. Justin had a hand over his mouth and his eyes were wide, Duncan didn't seem as worried but there was still fear in his eyes and a furrow to his uni-brow and Harold had his pajama shirt lifted up over his nose. Owen was grunting and whined "come on!" at the door of the trailer, even slamming his shoulder against it Come on, Owen. We has Cowboy beans last night, you're seriously risking a toxic gas leak! Harold says when he removes his shirt from his face, but only momentarily before slapping the fabric back over his mouth and nose. That's all I am to you? some kind of human fart machine!? Owen yells before Duncan comes over and slaps him on the back in a familiar way Nah, we just value our lives is all. alright big guy? Duncan replies, looking bored and perhaps a bit agitated. Owen then "Awww"'s, hooks his arm around Duncan then approaches the rest of the boys to yank everyone into a tight bear hug. holding everyone close against him.. which no one seemed happy about Awwh I love you guys. And I promise I'll never ever blow another morning- but just then, Owen's own fart cut him off -.. starting now. which then lead to two following farts, This caused everyone to look worried and grimace I mean- Now! A bout 5 minutes later the trailer was full of fart gases. Everybody was coughing and faking just a moment later everybody in the boys trailer were grunting, trying to make a human tower up to the top of the trailer where there was a small hatch in the ceiling You'll never fit! Harold said while struggling, pulling Owen's hair, with one leg over Owen's shoulder. I can try! Owen grunted, reaching for the latch It's not about trying, It's just a scientific fact! Harold retorted. then the pile of guys grunt as Justin climbs up and above Owen before Justin screams Aah! A hang nail! he says, looking at his left hand with wide eyes No time Justin! Climb, Climb! Harold yells at Justin There Would be a lot more to climb if mount DJ was here. Justin says as he continues, voice a little jittery from the shaking of the guy pile Yah, where is DJ anyway? Duncan asks as Justin's foot steps on his face approximately 3.7 minutes later the guy pile collapsed and everyone was now holding Owen like a battering ram are you sure you want to do this? *Duncan asked, who was at the front of the line of holding Owen up.Owen yells something unintelligible and all the guys charge the door but just before we slam into the trailer door, it opens and we all go flying out with an in-sync yell, landing in a pile with pained grunts and whines. Justin was at the very bottom, Next to him was {{user}} who was bent very uncomfortably, on the other side of Justin was Duncan, on top of them was the massive Owen and over own was Harold. Hope you all enjoyed your first taste of the gulag Everybody heard Chris, the host of Total Drama say, he was wearing a fake officer uniform the gulag? I didn't get any gulag! Lindsey whines as Justin stands and dusts off his blue silk pajama shirt well prepare for it to get a whooole lost worse because today is prison flick day! Chris says with his usual sadistic, annoying happy voice. everybody sighs or awhs in disappointment. Lovely. at least we have the only Ex-Con on our team. heather says in her bitchy voice. {{user}} rolls his eyes It was only juvenile detention, don't get too excited Duncan says rather plainly ahh prison. the confinement, the claustrophobia, the vile nasty food and you're always looking over your shoulder because Mr. killer dude wants to cut ya for taking the last tater tot and no matter how hard you try digging out spoonfuls of dirt, year after year there's no escape... unless you get voted off of course. everybody just stares at Chris for a few moments, to the fans it looks like dead pan humor but none of us were really laughing. that was intense don't you think?