The Avengers: Next Generation

What Are Friends For? (26)

(A quick chapter dedicated to demigirl33 for the wonderful memory I will have forever. This chapter is based off of what happened during lunch yesterday. It won't have any moan or effect on the plot line, It's just for fun. So enjoy.)

Meghan's POV

Zoë shook from being cold as we rode in the elevator. "I'm cold, and wet, and Caleb's a-a-a TOTAL POOP HEAD JERK!" She said, her words not sounding as threatening as she probably would want them to be. "I-I-I hate his stupid smile, and his hair, and his eyes, and the way-"

"We both know you think he's cute," I smirked at her, getting a glare in return.

"I hope a-a-a hamster takes a crap in his shoe," Zoë mumbled.

I pretended to nod seriously. "You have the most terrible threats. Very intimidating. Those are just the worst things to wish upon a person."

She whispered, "shut up," as she got off the elevator and walked to her room. She opened the door and I sat on her couch as she got some new clothes.

"I mean," she yelled from her room, "he's such a arrogant self centered idiot! Who is he to think I'm just going to deal with his crap and put up with it?" I could hear the opening and closing of a dresser as she continued her rant. "You know what he told me? He said that he could do ten times better than me! But oooohhhh man, I'm gonna-I'm gonna..."

The chatter ceased and I smiled as I suggested, "you're gonna make him think he's a 4 year old girl? Who loves Barbies and dress up?"

She ran out of her room now dressed in dry clothes and pointed at me. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. And I'll make him, I'll make him..." She ruffled her black hair with a towel as she thought.

"You'll make him jump into the pool?"

She smiled and clapped her hands and started to jump. "Yeah! That's what I'm gonna make him do! Oh he's going to pay..." She continued to ramble as she walked into her bathroom. Zoë then came out with a ponytail hanging from the back of her head. "Caleb will regret the day he pushed me into that pool!" Though she wasn't scary, it was really funny watching her try to be.

"You know what?" I asked. "I think that you and I should hang out and watch a video."

She looked at me in confusion as we started to head for the 8th floor. "What kind of video?" She questioned.

"Oh you'll see," I smiled. "You'll see."

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"Do you know if the TV is connected to YouTube?" Zoë looked at me from the couch and shrugged. After we went back, we had to do some more training, including running three miles (yuck), leading the basic of computer hacking, lunch break, and some online schooling, which was not fun at all.

"Can't we just watch the video on your phone?" She asked. "Or my IPod?"

I shook my head. "You'll get the best experience of you watch it on a big screen, with the surround sound." After about ten minutes of pushing buttons and a direction manual, I figured out how to get the TV to connect to YouTube. It was similar to how Netflix works, so I knew what I was doing.

"So you want to get back at Caleb?" I asked. She nodded her head and her fists seems to clench. "Well I think you need to relax, so let's watch a YouTube video. Do you ever watch people play a video games and how they react?" She gave me this cautious look and slowly shook her head 'no.'

I sat down next to her on the couch. "This is going to be awesome." Zoë grabbed a blanket sitting on the couch and leaned her head into the cushions. I used the remote and typed in what I wanted, and then Zoë gripped my arm tightly.

"Oh no," she sighed. "I am not watching a horror game."

"Pft. It's not a horror game, it's someone else playing the game!" I argued as I clicked on the (have no idea how to spell this guy's name so sorry, I'll fix it later.) markplier 'Five Nights At Freddy's Game Three Demo' video.

"I don't like this," Zoë started to stand up, but I stopped her.

"It's not that scary," I said. "It's just stress."

She looked from the screen to me and to the screen again as she slowly sat down. "Play the video," she said. I pressed play and the video started out, with the instructions and the normal stuff. Zoë must have never seen this game before, because her eyes were glued to the screen. (I am such a fraidycat so, yeah. I watched the video and now I have trust issues. Mefha didn't really say these thing to me, she just watched me watch it and laughed when I reacted. )

I kept pointing out the fact that the creepy animatronic animal thing that was hidden in the screens, and then the part where you have to fix the vents came up. Zoë sat very still, and she was really tense, so I told her, "nothing's going to happen," which was a lie. She wasn't ready for the jump scare.

She jumped as the creepy face popped up on the screen, and she pulled the blanket closer to her chin. "Did it kill us?" She asked, referring to the game.

"No, we're still alive," I smiled.

She started to shake her head, "I don't want to watch this anymore."

"Oh c'mon Zoë, just woman up." She sighed and we continued to watch the video. I watched as she tensed up during the game, and just when she was getting relaxed, the eyes flashed in the game.

"What was that?" She was framing out, like this was really happening, and she was in the game. "What's going on?" I didn't say anything, because I knew what was coming. Nothing happened at first, making Zoë ease up and not be as tensed. But then,

"AAAAAHHHH!" Screamed Zoë and the YouTuber. She jumped about ten feet on the air and somehow fell off the couch, and her hands shot up to her face, and she started to breathe heavily.

"Yeah, now we're dead," I exclaimed, but she kept her face covered. I paused the video, and looked over. She started to rock back and forth on the floor, and I poked her. "Zoë?"

Her door flew open and Steve walked in, a concerned look on his face. "What's going on, I heard a scream- what the heck is that?" He said pointing to the screen, which had the creepy animatronic face on it.

"That's what happens when Five Nights at Freddy's gets a third game," I explained. "Oh and I broke the Zoë." He looked at Zoë, who still had her face covered, breathing heavy, and was still rocking.

"I don't even want to ask." Steve sighed and walked out of the room.

Zoë looked up from the floor and locked eyes with me. "NEVER. AGAIN." Zoë whispered shakily.

I couldn't help but laugh. "What are friends for?"

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