Smosh Adventures: Saving Jesus (Completed)

~3~ The Neighbor

Ian and Anthony woke to the sound of some country dude yelling. They also heard the munching of popcorn. They could only make out the words, "Flamingo," and "Damn Neighbor!!"

They rushed downstairs to find some guy in a teal and purple wind breaker and some tight salmon shorts. He was holding a flamingo, and kept a serious face.

A guy in a red flannel shirt and a red hat was looking at the serious man angrily. "You damn neighbor! Clevis, can you believe what he's done! He's stole my flamingo in my own damn hiding spot on the damn top o' Mount Everest!"

"Aw, Billy Jean! It was a good thing I gave it to him for safe keepin!' " Clevis, apparently, had messed up big time. Billy Jean stared at him with extreme ferocity. He began to strangle him in anger.

Ian and Anthony looked at each other. "Break it up?" he asked.

"Yep," Ian replied.

Ian grabbed Billy Jean and Anthony grabbed Clevis. "Hey, knock it off!" they yelled at them. Then Ian became curious.

"Hey, I thought Boxman ran this store," he noted.

Billy Jean looked at Clevis and Clevis looked at Billy Jean. "RUN, CLEVIS, RUN!"The burst out the store and they looked over to where the neighbor stood. He had dissapeared suddenly.

 "Well... that was weird..." Anthony said. Boxman came into the room in a rush and looked at them, his angry eyebrows on.

"What are you two doing? You have a freaking AK-47! Dude, just go," he said, kinda pissed.

"Wait," Ian said, "Are you trying to say we came all the way to the top of mount everest for... no reason?"

"Uh, duh," he said. "Once you have an AK-47, you can do anything. I mean, come on, dude."

Ian facepalmed and dragged his face down. Anthony then remembered something. "But the golden plunger! We need that, don't we?"

"Oh, yeah. So you can plunge down the poop." He dissapeared into the back room and then reapeared with the plunger. "Good luck," he said.

"Thanks, boxman!!" they tumbled off into the blizard. Once in the blizard, ian found a bottle of milk tucked into the snow.

Ian chugged it. Anthony, annoyed with Ian, tipped the bottom so that it spilled all over him. Ian looked at him, his kitten eyes coming out. Anthony had to look away.

So these two fools began their journey. Once again. 

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Commentary:

Hey, guys, I think that I actually might be able to get the real Smosh guys to read this. All of you guys, email it to them, post it on their vids, and other ways to get them to read it! I just really want them to know that not EVERYBODY is writing things about how hot they are (especially since they both have girlfriends.)

First of all, I think you guys are wondering if I'm a girl or not. Well, I am. But I like them for the videos. Anyway, I'm glad that you guys are happy not reading about this chizz.

Oh yeah, and if Anthony Padilla and Ian Hecox or ANY OF THE SMOSHERS ARE reading this, please try and give it some cred. I know I might sound a little attention whorey, but I'm serious. It's an awesome story, so please, vote and add.

Comments below, please. Thanks for reading!!