Dad-Buscus (Toby Turner Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2: Awkward..

I woke up. I had a nightmare. I don't remember what it was about, though.

I picked up my pillow and walked around the dark house for a while. I opened some doors, explored a bit.

I opened a door and found Toby laying in a bed, looking at his phone. He looked up. He had glasses on.

He smiled.

''Hey, what's up?''

''Oh, sorry. I had a nightmare so.. I just got up to wander around.''

''Ah- that's okay. We all have bad dreams.''

He got up and poked me in the stomach.

''Are you hungry? I was just about to get up and eat something.''

''No thanks. I'm okay. I think I'm gonna head back to bed now..'' I said as I turned and waddled down the hallway.

Toby's POV~

''Are you hungry? I was just about to get up and eat something.''

''No thanks. I'm okay. I think I'm gonna head back to bed now..'' she turned and headed down the hallway.

I don't know what to do.

She seems so..

Disturbed.

Awkward.

Bored with life.

Whenever I try to do something for her or talk to her, she finds a way to get out of it.

Tomorrow, though. I'm gonna break this shell she keeps herself in.

Viviane's POV~

When I opened my eyes the second time, I was awaken by loud yells and screams. It sounded like Toby.

I got up and wrapped my robe around me.

I waddled down the hall, towards the screaming.

It was Toby.

He was yelling at his computer.

''No- Don't die. Don't die! NOOOOO!! You stupid bike! Stupid kid. Stupid dad. Stupid.. freaking- death.. spike..''

I carefully tip-toed over and put my head next to his.

''Angry, much?'' I asked.

He screamed and flailed his arms all over the place.

''AAAHHH!!!'' he yelled.

''AAAHHH!!!'' I yelled back.

''You scared the freaking nuggets out of me.''

''You had nuggets inside of you?''

''You know what I meant.''

''Why are you screaming?''

He laughed. ''Say hello to the audience.''

That's right. Yesterday he explained he made videos for youtube and that he calls the people who watch him, the audience. He plays video games, he does sketches and random stuff and he makes a small video everyday with his phone just to update them and talk about... well whatever pops into his head.

''Erm. Hi.. audience?'' I said.

''Now geeeet outta here. Lemme finish getting killed.. over and over..'' he said, turning back to his game.

He was riding a little man and kid on a bicycle over a line of bottles. He fell off the track of bottles, right onto a pile of old guys..

I just turned and walked out.