Why am I here? (Sequel to the meet-up!)

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Before any of you start getting ready to kill the antagonist of this story, please know that I do not plan to kill them. I don't actually know what I'm going to do about them, just it won't be murder

Also the most I could find on the internet about Aimsey's pronouns is that they use all pronouns, so I will just be switching through them the best I can (sorry if it gets confusing)

TW - ed. Also next chapter is going to be fun to write because it has multiple more trigger warnings. 

When I woke up, it was due to a very loud blond coming over and sitting right next to me, carefully explaining every detail of the vlog that he was forcing me to do today.

I'm pretty sure that we were supposed to do the vlog like a week after I got here, but here he was, only 12 hours after I flew in. I hadn't even gotten settled yet, but Tubbo had opened up my suitcase and threw me a white t-shirt, hawaiian button down, jeans, undergarments and a towel and forced me off the couch, showing me to the bathroom and passing me my hairbrush and toothbrush, before showing me which shampoo, conditioner and body wash I could use.

But the moment that bathroom door clicked shut, I locked the door and sat on the toilet, half-asleep and questioning my life choices.

I only ended up doing that for 5 minutes before Tommy banged on the door, yelling at me to hurry up because he wants to go and he still hasn't heard of the shower yet. I started to change as he went quiet, forcing my shirt off without lifting my arms too high, and then he started to yell again. Tired of his bullshit, I cursed him out before starting up the shower, taking another minute to re-think my life before stepping under the freezing cold water, waking up immediately, just like I had planned.

I showered quickly, using the cold water to motivate me, and when I stepped out, I just stood there, shivering in the warm air for a minute before grabbing my towel and drying myself off. I then spent 10 minutes trying to get the t-shirt on without lifting my hands any higher than my chest. Tommy came back to yell at me again, and I just let him yell as I struggled, before finally getting the shirt on. I quickly slid on the undergarments and then the pants, then pulled on the haiwaiian button-up, grabbed my towel and opened the door in Tommy's face, interrupting his yelling as he yelped and jumped back in surprise.

"Do you need something" I asked, and walked past him, sliding on my glasses and putting away my things as he stuttered, trying to find a response. When all my stuff was put away, I just walked past his stuttering form again, heading to the kitchen where I could hear Phil, Tubbo, Wilbur and two others, probably Niki and Techno judging by their voices, laughing and talking.

Tommy followed behind me as I entered the kitchen, waving at the others before sitting down at the table, before I noticed the new face. 

She was very short, even shorter than Tubbo. She had long brown hair tucked in a red beanie (her own merch) and smiled at me when I sat down. 

"Hi! I'm Aimee" She said and extended her hand to me, which I shook. 

"Ranboo" I said and she smiled brighter, fixing their beanie as Tubbo tried to pull it off. I recognised them now. Tubbo was the one to tell me about them, and I had watched a few of his streams when I had been at the meet-up. 

"Ooooo is this the start of a new romance?" Tommy asked, obviously joking as he leaned against the table, blinking innocently as both me and Aimsey looked over at him like he was stupid. 

"Bitch I'm gay" I say and Aimsey nods, flicking their wrist in the gay way as all my other friends raise their eyebrows at my swearing. 

"Since when did you fucking swear?" Phil asked from where he stood in the kitchen, acting like a wonderful father and making french toast for a whole village (I don't think we need two whole plates). 

"I always have. I just don't swear often" I fix my shirt to go over my shirt more comfortably before accepting the plate that Techno passed me. Just seeing the food made my stomach twist, but I had to eat because everyone was watching me, so I cut off a small piece and started to eat, listening as Wilbur and Tommy fought. 

"Why the fuck would I be stuck in the backseat? I'm driving you little fuck!" Wilbur says and Tommy just sticks his tongue out at him. 

"Niki can drive. She's much nicer and if she drove I wouldn't have to be stuck next to you in the front!"

"Why don't you just sit in the back then?"

"You're not my dad"

"Tom, you can just come sit in my car" Phil said, interrupting their argument. Because of the fact that we had a bigger group and no car that could hold everyone, we were going to use two different cars that could both hold only 5 people, and we would get split up accordingly. 

Once I was finished with my food (which was easier to eat when I wasn't paying attention to the food), and Phil had put the mountains of french toasts into containers, I followed my friends out the door, and towards the two cars that were waiting for us. Upon a quick check with the others, it appeared that I was going to get stuck in the front seat of Wilbur's car with Tubbo and Aimsey in the back. Techno, Tommy and Niki would be going with Phil, and there was a small fight between Tommy and Techno going on who would sit in the front. The funny part about that was that Niki was already in the front, chatting with Phil as they waited for the other two to finish. 

Wilbur started up his car and was already heading towards the stadium that we were doing to the vlog at by the time Techno and Tommy had shuffled into the back of Phil's car, meaning we were quite ahead of him. 

With the gentle music that Wilbur was playing, the new vlog and the excitement of being in the UK, I was sure that this was going to be a good day. 

And you know, if the universe didn't hate me, it could have been. But I'm not that lucky