Nothing much. Just some quiet.

Cody whistled freely as he and his ''dog'' strode through the woods. He didn't really have a specific goal in mind, but he felt like getting some fresh air away from the harassment of his teammates to think back on how awesome his life has become.

On his way, the two crossed paths with Gwen, who was reading something, she probably wanted privacy too.

She glanced up and frowned upon noticing him. "Beat it Cody. I came here to be alone? Kay? I don't want you and your dog ruining my privacy."

She rolled her eyes, "Thanks."

"Do you remember anything about this?" Cody tossed the rock in his hand. He decided to allow her to see it.

Gwen raised an eyebrow, "A rock? What does that have to do with... actually, I don't care." She stood up and started walking away. "Thanks for ruining my peace and quiet, nerd."

Cody snickered. Gwen really didn't remember anything about the wishing rock? Pfffff, she also had all of its power... guess it doesn't matter now.

Gwen gave him a glare as she walked past.

"I wish Gwen was a ballerina and would spin around singing until she makes it out of the woods."

"I'm a little teapot short and stout!" Gwen suddenly sang as she spun around in a circle on her hind leg, "Here is my handle, here's my spout!"

Her voice died out as she made her way off in the distance. Cody and his bitch watched Gwen, the ''goth'' girl, act like a complete idiotic ballerina, she wearing an incredibly pink outfit that went against her gothic persona.

Wasn't she just pissed at him?

Cody laughed.

He had won.

After, how many seasons? He's having trouble counting at this point.

Doesn't matter. He finally won. The girls can all continue to act the way they always have; why wouldn't they? In their minds, he's the same creepy, annoying, dumb bother of a teen. And before this rock, maybe he was. The only chick he had a chance with was Sierra, and honestly, he could go without her. She's far too clingy.

Cody tossed the rock in his hand; his eyes looked down to the bitch beside him. The literal bitch. Heheh, so funny how things turned out. He got lucky finding the rock, but really, it was Heather who had it first.

She had all the power in the world, and used it to take control over everything... and yet...

"Arf! Arf!" Heather rubbed her head against Cody's leg.

It looks like she's nothing but a mindless animal. Hard to believe she was once the most critical threat in all of Total Drama, while also once having the ability to wish anything her devious mind wanted into reality.

"Sucks things turned out this way for you," Cody snickered and leaned down to give Heather a pat and her tits a much-needed squeeze.

"I wish Heather was tied to this tree."

A leased appeared around Heather's neck, and she sat obediently with curious eyes looking at him.

Cody just stared at her for a bit before laughing, "Bahaha! You could've been on a thrown Heather,"

Heather tilted her head to the side.

"And now you're like this... heh... well stay put, I'ma get some me time," Cody said and continued down the path.

Time for some real peace and quiet.

"I wish I had a nice massage chair, television, and foot spa out here." Suddenly all three household items appeared behind him. He could have summoned more cocky bitches to reduce to items, but that wouldn't be the real deal.

Cody took a seat on his chair and turned on the T.V. he sighed as his favorite show began to play.

Minutes later, he got to thinking and said, "I wish Blainley was the host of this season."

It would be nice to have a sexy blond host the game. And back in World Tour, Cody totally had the hots for her. Her tits were huge and constantly jiggled in that red dress she wore. It might be fun to play around with her, especially since she'll host the game. He could essentially have control over the whole game if he gets her.

Cody yawned and closed his eyes.

He may as well get a nap before the first challenge starts.