I Wanna Be Famous

[Heather]

Heather knew he was joking but she couldn't help but try to have some fun. And besides, Trent wasn't her favorite contestant on the show. She lept out of Duncan's arms, glad for the excuse, and sat and Trent's lap. Once situated she stared intently into Trent's eyes as if daring his to make a move.

[Trent]

Trent gazed at the cat for a moment, almost a bit freaked out how badly this cat was staring at him, like into his soul. "You got something you want cat?" he asked with a smile. "Or is the big bad Duncan scaring you?" he hestiated before petting its head. It was a calm feeling, having soft black fur being in between his fingers.

[Heather]

Not wanting the comforting attention from Trent she jumped next to him on the bench, just out of arms reach. She couldn't help but smile to herself. Even when not in her human form she could still pick on Duncan. It wasn't that she hated Duncan, she just didn't particularly like him too much. Especially not after he'd been so buddy buddy with Alejandro.

[Duncan]

"Big Bad Duncan will huff and puff and bite the little kitty's head off," Duncan snarled. He hadn't had anything to eat in a while and it was no secret, to anyone that knew, that his throat was burning with thirst.

[Gwen]

"Aw!" Lindsay said. "Its so cuuuute." The blonde said kicking up her heel. "Hi there, precious."

Gwen back away from the cat. She wasnt going to tell anyone but she was very allergic to cats. The goth had to admit the cat was cute, but one sniff of this cat and Gwen would huff and puff like Big Bad Duncan but in a very different way.

[Heather]

Heather knew she was cute. She lived on people complimenting her. No matter how dumb Lindsay was she would always have good taste, except in boys. Heather never liked Tyler much.

She saw Gwen back up a bit and decided to use this to her advantage. She moved one paw forward and hissed at the goth, hoping for any kind of reaction.

[Duncan]

Duncan stared at the cat for a moment. He saw the same stare in it as he had seen many times before. He stepped between Gwen and the cat before it could lunge and grabbed it by the back of the neck. He stared at it, knowing exactly what he was dealing with. "Transform or I will maime you."

Heather rolled her eyes at him but acted like she hadn't heard. She stared down at the signature red converse that Duncan always wore. It was any cat's get out of jail free card, being entranced with shoes.

Duncan didn't buy it though. He knew her too well. He licked his fangs. "Kitty blood's starting to smell real good."

[Gwen]

Gwen smiled. Her hero? She hated cats more than any animal in the world. Whoever it was made it on her enemies list.

"Oh comon he's just a sweet little cat. Right Mr. Fuzzyboots?" Lindsay said praising the cat again.

[Heather]

"He?" Heather shot, not caring that she was still a cat. "HE? You have GOT to be kidding me Lindsay-ette." Seeing the stares that she was getting from those who hadn't figured it out yet Heather rolled her eyes once again. Then, holding her head high she focused and shifted back into her human form. "Now let go of me Duncan," she spat as the punk was still holding onto her.

Duncan let go in a second and shoved her off toward Lindsay.

Heather glared at her former alliance mate. "And where the hell do you get the name Fuzzyboots from?"

[Trent]

"At least she didn't call you Fluffy." Trent snickered at Heather's anger. "I personally think Mr. Fuzzyboots is better compared to your real name." he however didn't make eye contact with Heather, just casually looked at his fingers.

[Gwen]

"Well, its actually Mr. Fuzzyboots." Lindsay said. She smiled. "I called you Mr. Fuzzyboots because your feet are fuzzy, like boots!" She said hugging herself.

"Well look at what the cat dragged in." Gwen said to Duncan.

[Heather]

"Drop dead you boob," Heather told Trent. "You know, as a cat I can think of 9 ways to kill you. I would have said 8 but i didn't want to offend you."

[Duncan]

Duncan chuckled at Gwen. "Yeah, I was just hoping it was a demon and not Heather." Duncan threw his hands up innocently as soon as Heather had glared at him.

[Courtney]

Preppy girl hadn't quite figured it out yet, so when the cat started taalking she nearly jumped out of her skin. However once Heather revealed ehrself she scowled. She was still aching from when she whipped her in the alps. "Well, you cna kill her now, Duncan." Courtney said crossing her arms, not taking into account that, that was the first civil thing she had said to him since the...incident. Before she had been against it because it was a helpless little cat, and as an added bonus it didn't like Gwen, but now that it was Heather she could care less.

"Aren't you thoughtful, huh?" Courtney said sarcastically.

[Gwen]

"I liked you better as a silent Mr. Fuzzyboots." Lindsay said her eyes narrowing. She remember what she had said to Heather the day she found out that her BFF in reality was just using her to make it to the end of the game.