Opposites Attract: A Toby Turner/ Tobuscus Fanfiction

Chapter Two: Vidcon

Chapter Two: Vidcon

The moment Ian, Anthony and I walked into the building, all silliness disspipated from me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not insecure or a hermit or anything like that, I'm just not the most social person on Earth. I know what you're thinking: "But Violet, how can you be a YouTuber and not be social?!" It's because on YouTube I'm talking to a camera, not 500,000 people. "Hey, Vi," Anthony tapped my shoulder to get my attention, so I turned to smile at him. "Ian and I have a meet-up in like 20 minutes and we need to get backstage so we'll see yu later, okay?" I was going to be alone with hundreds of thousands of people I don't know? How wonderful. Anthony seemes to sense that I was panicking on the inside and smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Felix and Marzia are here. They're right over there," he pointed to a table surrounded by people.

"Have fun getting in there," Ian patted my back before wandering off with Anthony.

I sighed and set off to find people that I knew. I had video-chatted with Felix and Marzia hundreds of times when I was with Anthony and Ian, and sometimes Marzia and I called each other or Skyped. I had only talked to them in person like 3 times, but at least we were Internet friends. "Violet!" Marzia called in her sweet Italian accent when she spotted me and waved. Felix looked over and smiled at me, giving a little wave before returning to signing various merchandise for his Bros. Marzia pulled me out of the crowd and linked our arms. "Did Ian and Anthony abandon you already?"

"Yeah," I chuckled. She was so nice it was almost comical.

"How horrible," she gasped in mock horror. "Well don't worry! Felix and I will take care of our little Violet. Won't we Felix?"

"Of course," he laughed without looking up from the "Keep Calm and Carry Stephano" shirt he was signing. I was decked out in my own merch with a plain white v-neck that said "SUPERSTAR" in purple, black jeans and Converse, with rubber bracelets. Some were white and said "I'm a SUPERSTAR" in purple to match my shirt, another was violet with white stars, and another was black and said "VIOLET GRAY" in neon purple. I was also wearing a Smosh snapback over my bright blonde hair that the boys had practically forced me to wear earlier. "What am I, your personal advertiser?" I had chuckled, and they both agreed that I was.

"Oh my gosh, Vi!" Marzia dropped my arm to grab something off of a nearby table. "You should wear these!" she handed me two big buttons. One had a fist on it and said, "BROFIST!" and the other was the monster from Amnesia and said, "Sup, Bro?"

"Don't make her wear my merch, Marzia," Felix finally had a break from the fans and wrapped arm around her waist. They are so cute together...

"It's fine, Felix," I smiled and attached the buttons to my shirt, "I really don't mind. I love your channel, even if you're a bit loud sometimes."

"Hey, those games are scary!" he defended himself. "You try playing Mad Father in the dark with headphones at 2 AM! Chainsaws are freaky!"

"I believe you," I chuckled. "Anyway, I have a meetup soon, but I'll make sure to find you guys and Ian and Anthony afterwards."

"Bye, Violet!" Marzia smiled and waved. Felix waved as I walked away from my friend to the auditorium I would be performing in. Someone else was still on it, apparently not finished with his performance.

"OUTRO OF DARKNESS," he yelled, and the Audience joined in, "THEN REDNESS THEN WHITENESS THEN BOOP!" Well, at least now I knew who was on stage before me, I thought to myself as I covered my ears to block out the annoying screaming. The crowd cheered loudly as he exited.

I walked backstage to wait for Toby's audience to clear out and my Supertars to come in. When I was walking I passed him, and he slapped something onto my wrist. "What the heck?" I grabbed my wrist. "That freaking hurt!" I called, but I saw that he was already gone. "What a jerk," I growled and checked to see what he had done. A Tobuscus slap bracelet of DRW was there, and I rolled my eyes. Was he that conceited?

Whatever, it was almost time for me to go on stage. I had to go to the dressing rooms and fix my hair and makeup.