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Smosh Can't Say It

  (R/U) is Random Username.

            Sohinki doubled over, groaning in pain and cursing under his breath. You covered your mouth and repeated, "Sorry! I'm so sorry!" I held my gut and laughed. Sohinki weakly smiled and whispered in a raspy voice, "It's okay. I'm fine."
            Two guys came from down the hall and picked him up. He threw his arms around their shoulders. "Goddamn it!" The shorter one with a bowl cut yells when he sees us. The other one with pitch black hair laughs and says, "Haha! You owe me 10 bucks!" The first one pouts a little. He was kinda cute and playful, but the other seemed way more romantic and gentleman-like. I wiped my tears and pushed you slightly. You had been so deep in thought, you didn't seem to notice that they were halfway down the hall already. We followed quietly.
~Le Time Skipz~
             We passed so many twists and turns, it looked impossible to remember the way from where you socked Sohinki to here. We approached a door and Sohinki opened it.
A guy with tattoos up and down his arms rushed over to Sohinki and took him off the two guys' shoulders.
                The two guys' names, as they had introduced, were Ian, the bowl cut guy, and Anthony, the pitch black hair dude. Sohinki reintroduced himself. An Asian woman called herself Mari. Another man with an extremely uncomfortable stare introduced himself as Lasercorn. A red-head introduced himself as Wes, their editor. The guy taking care of Sohinki was Jovenshire or Joven.
You smiled and said, "Hi. It's nice to finally meet you all, in person. I'm (Y/N), also known as (R/U). And this is-" I interrupted you and said, "I'm Dove Kjellberg. Also known as SilverWingz. (Y/N), you would've embarrassed yourself saying my last name."
                  You pouted as you knew this was true. It took you 4 years before getting it right once. Just once.
                  Ian scoffed and tried to say it. "I could do it. Kj-Kje-Jelling-Kjello-Kjeli-! Oh well, shit." Lasercorn tried and failed miserably. Mari attempted to do the same. Tried and failed dramatically. Soon, both Joven and Sohinki tried. Epic fail. I announced that whoever got my name right would get a surprise prize. Soon, everyone was trying to pronounce 'Kjellberg.' "C-Can I try?" A quiet voice says, barely audible.
                   Everyone turns to see Wes, with his cheeks almost as red as his hair at such pressure and attention. Everyone stopped and stared at Wes. "Dove K-Kjellberg." He muttered, loud enough for everyone to hear. Quickly afterwards, gasps of surprise and shock filled the room. Wes had got it first try. Everyone had tried and failed. You've known me for forever and still couldn't get my last name right.
                I flushed scarlet and stuttered, "W-Well, a p-prize is a p-prize." I walked up to him and. . . Wait what?!
                I gave Wes his prize and ran out of the room in embarrassment. Wes stood there, even more red than before, and stared at the door I ran out of.
               Everyone's reactions happened simultaneously; Ian's face drained, Jovenshire froze in place, Anthony pouted childishly and crossed his arms, Mari got wide-eyed and gasped loudly, Lasercorn simply stared, Sohinki forgot about the pain from earlier, and you were simply dumbstruck. Your mind was wiped blank. Any words that tried to form on your lips would disappear. You snapped out of it and ran after me. Before you left, you saw Wes touch his lips.
I gave the winner his prize, for I kissed the red-head known as Wesley Johnson.