I stare directly into my camera as I put the plutonium hot sauce on my tongue. It immediately lights my mouth ablaze. Tears well up in my eyes and I begin chugging the drink closest to me.
"I DIDN'T THINK IT'D BE THIS HOT!" I exclaim as my mouth began to overproduce saliva causing myself to drool all over my lap. The drooling eventually made me gag which had me leaned over my trash can throwing up my stomach contents of the day. I tried to get it together so that I wouldn't have too much that I had to blur out while editing. My face was as red as a flame, matching exactly how my mouth felt, hot. It took about 30 minutes for my mouth to finally feel usable again and even after that it still hurt a bit. I was quite lucky to have bought a gallon of milk just for this video. My whole body was sweating, and I had a headache.
"Guys that has probably been one of the worst experiences in my life. It was just pure pain, no flavor, only pain. I wouldn't challenge anyone to do this. I can only imagine how bad it will feel coming out." I shuddered at the thought of the sauce making its way out of my body.
"Anywho guys, this has been (Y/N) if ya' want like and subscribe. Become a member to get exclusive content, and I will see y'all next week, love ya'." I reached forward and turned off my camera sighing quietly to myself. I checked my hair for any signs of vomit that may have gotten into it. I didn't see any but that doesn't change the fact that I was going to take a shower and cleanse myself of the nasty feeling all over my body. I cleaned up drool from my table and went and put the Plutonium 9 on the shelf in my spice cabinet.
"That was absolutely dreadful." I mumbled to myself. After taking an extensive shower, I sit at my computer and begin editing the video I just recorded. After about an hour or two of editing I scheduled my upload for the next day. I stood up from my computer and stretched, hearing my back pop in ungodly ways. I walk downstairs to my kitchen and make me a small thing of spaghetti and scarf it down seeing as I threw up everything else I had ate that day. I flop onto my couch and turn it on. After not being able to settle on a movie or show to watch I turn to YouTube. I turn on Jacksepticeye's Undertale playthrough for some background noise, while I sit there and read a book that I had recently started. I read for about an hour or so then turn off my TV. I walk to my bathroom and begin brushing my teeth for the night and get ready to lay down. That is until I see a notification pop up on my phone.
'sleepymully' has followed you on Instagram.
"Huh. That's odd?" As I take my phone and open my Instagram. I only have about 1 million followers on Insta so for someone like Mully to follow meant something has happened. I open my Instagram only to see I've been tagged like two hundred thousand times with a clip of me talking about my favorite Youtubers in which I included the entire 'The Boys' channel. It struck me as odd that it was such a popular clip. In that video I was answering comments.
*flashback*
I was scrolling through my comments on a community post that I had made asking my subscribers to ask whatever questions they have about me. So far most of them have been pretty simple. I sorted the comments by most liked only to find some of the top comments were a little deeper than your average 'What's your favorite color?'
"If you could pick something else to do with your life, what would it be? That is a great question, well I went to college to get a degree in (insert degree choice here) so if I hadn't taken off on YouTube like I have I'd probably be doing that."
"Who are your favorite Youtubers, and who are some that you would like to do work with in the future? Well, recently I've started watching The Boys and their individual channels. I feel that they would be fun to do a collab with, other than that I watch a lot of AstralSpiff. What would y'all like to see?" After a few more questions I wrap up my video.
*end of flashback*
It was such a weird clip to be circulating, but it's whatever. I click on Mully's name and go into a private chat with him.
"Yo. What's up?" I start the conversation.
"NM, just saw a clip of you circulating and wanted to see if you were still interested in a collab?"
"Ofc I am, but what would we do?"
"Well rn all of us Boys are in the US. You think you could possibly fly out to Texas?"
"How soon?"
"Whenever works."
"Ight, I'll try to book a flight asap to San Antonio."
"Okay just lemme know the deets."
After a few parting goodbyes I begin looking for plane tickets. I found one that will be available two days from now the flight should only take about 2 hours and some change seeing as I recently moved from (wherever you live now) to Georgia. After pricing I've concluded that the plane ticket for a round trip in business class would cost about $843. Thank goodness for my savings account. It really came in clutch for this last-minute trip. Finding a hotel was easy after finding out where they'd be filming and all. Overall, for about a week worth of trip I come up with a cost of about $1,200. Once again, thank you to my savings account. I buy my tickets and finally lay down thinking about all the things I have to prepare before the trip. The excitement of going somewhere different makes it hard to fall asleep that night, but eventually I do.
So that's chapter 1 of my first ever written fanfic lemme know what you think and if there's anything I can improve upon. Always looking for constructive criticism! :D

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Can You Handle the Heat?
FanficAfter (Y/N) gets a message to meet The Boys to film a video, she gets thrown into a competition of who can handle their heat better. Will she win, or will she end up facing defeat?