~ Total Drama ~ (Completed) ✅

Sweden Sour (Part 1)

(y/n) - your name

(d/n) - daughters name (I'm too lazy to come up with a name)

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"Mama! Wake up! Wake up!" I groan into the pillow beneath me as I feel a tiny gremlin jump up and down on the bed, shaking me awake.

"I'm up, I'm up sweets." I croak out, looking up to see my energetic 2-year-old squealing and talking about snow?

"Get up! Get up!" she whines as she tugs on my arm and I topple halfway over the bed, not surprised at my girl's strength.

"Ok, ok." I grumble out, letting her pull me out of the bed and towards the open plane door.

Jesus fuck!

I shivered violently from the extremely cold winds, shocked to see ice and just ice only. "Look who woke up." I hear Duncan wolf whistle for me and I narrow my eyes at him, the others snickering. "You look a little cold there sweetheart, ya know, wearing my shirt and all." I freeze and look down, squatting down to cover my bare legs with the shirt that I was only wearing.

"Snow!" I yank (d/n) back by her shirt before she could jump out of the plane, dragging her back to the bedroom to cold-proof her. "Mama!" she whines out, crossing her arms and huffing as I dress her up in a white snow coat, making sure she's all layered up.

"You know you get sick easily. You don't want me force-feeding you the nasty medicine do you?" I raise a brow at her and she quickly shakes her head, tugging her fluffy hood over her face and pulling on the strings hard.

"I got that from you, mama! You have a weak immune system!" I pinch my little girl's nose and she squeals, swatting my hand away.

This little shit smack talking me... even though it's true...

"Wait outside ok. I need to get dressed." my baby nods and waddles out the bedroom as I close it behind her to get dressed and freshen up. 

I blush heavily from all the dark hickies Duncan marked all over my body during our night at the hotel, difficult to walk back to the plane without him helping me. It was a mission impossible for all of us to sneak back on the plane before Chris and Chef woke up but thankfully they were having their daily spa time when we got back. Everyone knocked out to sleep straight after that, Duncan and I snuggling up with our baby who was still asleep when we got back.

I was still aching and sore all over as I slowly got dressed, cheeks flushed red as I remember everything we did together and I couldn't help but rub my thighs together. "Wait, when the hell did he bite my ass!?" I gasp, turning around to find a couple of marks on my cheeks. I shake my head and quickly put the rest of my clothes on along with my coat, making sure to put some snow boots and gloves on since like my baby said, I get sick easily.

I walk out to see my tiny marshmallow waiting patiently for me and she bolts off once she sees me. "Let's go!" She screams out and I chase after her, quickly grabbing her before she jumps out of the plane again.

"You need to stop jumping!" she blows a raspberry at me as I walk down the steps towards the cast who were shivering without their coats.

"Look at my two adorable marshmallows!" Chris says and my little girl jumps in his arms, him continuing to explain the challenge for today as I walk over to my poor husband who was shivering.

"I know for a fact that you taste as sweet as you look, my Marshmellow." Duncan teases me and I roll my eyes.

"For a cold guy, you sure have a lot of heated comebacks." I cross my arms and Duncan shrugs. "I can't see you suffer like this." I unzip my coat and wrap the edges around Duncan, him hugging me tight as I tried to keep him warm. He groans out when he had to move away from me when the challenge started, going off with his team as I went back to my baby as she was playing in the snow. "Whatcha making there sweets?" She was trying to roll up some snow, making a snowman as she carried a snowball that was as big as her body.

"Snowman!" she grins at me, dropping the first ball down before making the middle one for the body. I went around stealing a couple of bolts that the teams looked like they weren't going to use. "Look, look!" my darling girl tugs on my arm once she was done, three snowballs on top of each other from the biggest at the bottom to the smallest at the top.

"Look who I stole." I pass the bolts to my baby and she squeals, rushing over to plug them in the top snowball to make a smiling face. I take my scarf off and gently wrap it around the snowman. "Now he's perfect." My little girl immediately hugs the snowman.

"My Olaf!" I snicker, knowing she was referring to the famous snowman in Frozen. I spent the entire day with my baby girl, playing with her in the snow. We made snow angels, pelted snowballs at the other casts faces while they were building their ships, making a village of Olafs and I made it snowfall over my little girl by grabbing handfuls of snow and sprinkling it above her.

I was watching the cast do their thing, my little girl building an igloo with Chris and Chef as I swoon at how hot my husband looking while handling equipment. He was just in his element, winking over at me once in a while. I suddenly hear a tiny bell ringing and Chris pops up next to me.

"Time for a song! And that means you too!" Chris picks me up from my seating spot and I look at him in shock.

"What no! I'm not a contestant!"

"I don't care, my rules! Plus I want to hear you sing again." He shrugs and I hear music suddenly playing around us while Heather starts off.

The hell is that music coming from?

 I look over and I see my little girl sitting on Chef's shoulder while holding up a boombox, nodding her head to the beat while rocking some sunnies. "It doesn't have to be a boat, as long as it stays afloat." I sing out looking over at Gwen's giant head that Cody built for the challenge.

"Oh, why did we build Gwen's face~" The girls sing together and I snicker. 

It was the boys up next to sing together. "It's almost ready to set sail."

"Just hammering in the final nail!" Duncan sings out and I harmonise with the girls when they drag me in unwillingly. I slowly back away as the cast really gets into the song, me just videoing them for later blackmail use cause it's just funny. Chris announces the guy team the winners, giving them a bag of rocks and declaring that the next challenge was for each team to drag their boats to open water.

"Guys..." I mutter out when I suddenly feel the ground rumbling and I look over to see Owen clutching his stomach. "I think Owens about to blow!"

"The ice is cracking!" Chris screams out as Owen literally shatters the ground, fissures running across the ice.

"Get in the boat!" Alejandro yells out and I squeal when Duncan picks me and (d/n) up, dropping us into their ship.

Well, that just happened...

"Mama look! Titanic!" I chuckle as my little girl stands in front of the boat that was moving, her arms spread out as Duncan held her just to keep her safe.

"So is mama marshmallow always this cold?" I bristle and look over at Alejandro who was steering the boat.

Ew, did he just call me mama marshmallow!?

"You could say that. Despite being raised in a country where it sits directly beneath an ozone hole, I get cold very easily." I shrug, trying to keep some distance between me and Alejandro.

"You know I could always warm you up with my latin heat." I suck in a breath as he pins me against the boat edge, my hood falling over as he tucks my hair behind my ear.

"Alejandro you shouldn't-" his hand brushes over my cheeks that involuntarily warms up as he leans down closer to my face.

"I can keep you warm in other ways too." He whispers in my ear and I quickly shove him away and walk to the other side of the boat.

The audacity of this man!

I was fuming with the urge to break something apart, snatching one of Chef's Swedish balls and crushing it in my fist as we reached the ports first. I grumbled under my breath back on the boat as we sailed off again after Chris gave us a canon, since the next challenge was to sink the other ship or capture the red flag.