Once exiting the river, each of them rewarded with a gallon of Dixon Cider, they both walked over to Teleporting Fat Guy, who waited for them both there.
"Guys! You need to be careful! If Ian messes up, Jesus won't be saved!" Teleporting Fat Guy exclaimed.
"What do I need to do? I can do it!" Ian exclaimed.
"You'll know when the time comes, but if you mess up, we will be toast!" Teleporting Fat Guy dissapeared.
"Ian, you better not mess it up," Anthony said.
"Mess what up--" Ian was cut off.
"The thing! God, follow me," Anthony said, stomping out in front of his best friend.
They emerged into a pixelated template that looked quite familiar. It was the first level of the Mario Bros!
They waited for the Goomba to come, but it never did. Anthony tried to punch all of the boxes with question marks, but they wouldn't give him a reward. They shrugged and set on their way, up to the first trench.
Ian had never made it this far in the game before, because he didn't quite play as well as he thought. Anthony hopped over, and waited for Ian.
"What's wrong? Get your fat ass over here!" Anthony yelled.
"Oh HELLLLLL to the no!" Ian yelled. "I'm going to come over there and kill yo ass!" Ian hopped over.
"Wasn't that bad now, was it?" Anthony asked.
"No," Ian said, folding his arms.
They completed the level. Surprisingly, nothing popped out at all as an obstacle.
They finally made it to a castle, where they heard shouts, and there was thunder booming above it. They shrugged and walked inside.
Immediately, Anthony's foot was entwined with a long vine. One of the venus fly traps had caught him and pulled him down. "Ian!" he yelled. "You gotta go without me!"
"What? NO! You're my best friend!" Ian shouted.
"I'll be here when you get back," Anthony said. "Save Jesus for me, will ya?"
"I promise," Ian said, and for a split second, he went teary eyed. Then he ran and dodged obstacles, jumped across trenches, and yelling throughout the whole thing.
Finally, he came to a room, that was completely black. Jesus was there in a cellar, his arms folded. And the one who was talking to him was.... the mario poop turd?
"Why hello, Ian!" the poop turd exclaimed.
"But.... I can never get past you!" Ian gasped.
"Yes, I know!" The poop turd said happily. "Have you come to fight me for Jesus?"
"Yes!" Ian yelled. He took out the golden plunger.
The goomba stared at him. Then, he got ready to charge. Ian charged him, the plunger up like a spear. When they were near each other, he brought the plunger down and plunged the poop turd thingy.
"Con-drag-ulations!" exclaimed RuPaul.
"What are you doing here?" asked Ian.
"Wake up," Anthony called, annoyed.
"What?" Ian asked, confused.
"Ian, get up!" Anthony said again. Ian felt a tiny jolt. Anthony's voice was coming out of RuPaul's mouth.
"What is happening?" Ian asked again.
"Get up, Ian! You fell asleep while we were playing Mario Brothers again!" Anthony called again. Ian closed his eyes and then snapped them open again.
There he was, in front of the couch, and RuPaul's Drag Race was on the television. "What happened? I was just saving Jesus! You were there!"
"Sure, Ian," Anthony said, sarcastically.
"Really!" Ian exclaimed.
"In your dreams," Anthony said, walking out of the room.
"A dream?" Ian asked, wondering.
THE END :)
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Smosh Adventures: Saving Jesus (Completed)
FanfictionThis is probably the one fanfiction of smosh that does not include them having gay sex, or loving some sad girl who is probably in reality twelve years old. I'm a girl and I'm sick of it! So here you go. Enjoy :)
