User blog:Goldenshane/Good News!

I have some news about Total Drama: The Production! The newest chapter will be up tomorrow hopefully! Also, I do believe that the chapters will start coming up much more frequently. I have a new desire to write...and to get the pages I want for names. XD Anyway, that's kinda want I wanted to say. I'll give you all a preview of Production, also! YAY! PREVIEW!

It's an Andrea Kimmy scene. Some development is happening here, and this chapter does have some strategy in it, hope ya like it!

Meanwhile, Kimmy is in the girl’s room. She’s still in her bed, even though she’s awake. Andrea walks out of the girl’s bathroom in her normal clothes, though she has a yellow towel on her head. She looks at Kimmy and asks, “You feeling well?”

“I guess…” Kimmy quietly says before shifting to her other side.

“You sure?” Andrea asks. She sits beside Kimmy and lays her hand on Kimmy's shoulder.

“Andrea…you know that you’re my friend and all, but what the heck are you doing?” Kimmy asks, freaked out. Andrea immediately removes her hand from Kimmy’s shoulders.

“Just…trying to cheer you up.” Andrea explains. Kimmy groans and pulls the covers back over her head.

“Look, I just don’t see the point in being happy, anymore. I’ve been happy for about a week and I’m sucked up dry. I don’t see any more point. If I have to smile anymore, I’ll shoot everyone here and me next, that’s why I don’t carry a gun.” Kimmy states dryly. Andrea backs away slowly, her eyes like saucers.

“Look…Kimmy. You’ve gotta realize, it’s gonna be tough to be cheerful and see the positive things in life.” Andrea explains, “I mean, when my parents died, I was emo for a while.” Andrea’s eyes widen and she covers her mouth.

Kimmy looks at her suspiciously, “Your parents died?” Kimmy asks in shock.

“Well…” Andrea starts, trying to cover up. “Um, it’s not what you think.” Andrea hastily explains.

“Then what is it?” Kimmy asks, cocking an eyebrow.

“Well….ugh…you got me.” Andrea says. She looks away from Kimmy. A single, lone teardrop falls onto the blankets from Andrea’s eye as she continues, “I used to live in North Korea, and my parents were missionaries there. Now, my brother…” Andrea wipes her eyes and continues, “He…ratted my family out. I don’t know why, I want to know…but I never will. But anyway, one night, my parents got into a fight with my bro, Lee. Apparently he was mad, as he went to the Communists and told them about us. It didn’t take long for the Communists to find us. My father hid me in a closet and told me, ‘I love you, my sweet Andrea’.” Andrea sniffs and wipes her eyes, “My mom…she said, ‘Andrea, I’ll always be proud of you, remember that’.” Andrea loses it there. She begins crying hysterically. She regains her composure and continues, “The Communists came in, right after Dad hid me in the closet. I was eight at the time. Anyway, I saw the whole thing…the gunshot…my own brother, with the wicked grin on his face…It was heart breaking.” Andrea begins crying again.

Kimmy looks down, “Wow Andy…I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, not your fault.” Andrea says. She takes a random pillow and cries in it. Kimmy just lets her cry.

After a bit, Kimmy asks softly, “Andrea…is this what you’re afraid of to tell Ulysses?” Andrea silently nods. “Don’t be, why would he judge you? So what if you were a missionary. I don’t care what religion or whatnot you are. You’re Andrea, and that’s’ what I care about.” Andrea smiles.

“Thanks Kimmy.” Andrea says, hugging. Andrea’s eyes are still full of tears, but she looks happy, somewhat.

Hope you like it! If there's any way to improve it, let me know!