Inspiration

Chapter One

The cars pass by the skyscraper, missing the spectacular view.

Reed Lewis scoffs at them, disbelieving he was even here in the first place. The YouScraper was as beautiful as the website promised it was. The silvery walls reflected the sun and momentarily blinded anyone that looked at it. A total of seventy floors - Most of which were underground - made up the building. Reed had quite a ways to go. The audition studio was near the bottom floor.

Walking up to the automatic door, he waited until the opened and rolled through, his classic wheelies guiding the way. All the other kids thought they were so cool, with their powered ones. These were the real shoes.

He skidded to a stop at the reception desk, the secretary giving him a good look, "Hey. Those classics?"

"Course," Reed confirmed, "I only use the real wheelies."

"Can I see?" she inquired.

"Maybe later, Love," Reed replied, "I'm here for my audition."

"Of course," she giggled, turning to her computer. Reed thanked his babies, once again. They always attracted the ladies. Looking around, pictures of The Legends were hanging on the wall. People like Fred, Justin Beiber, Rebecca Black, iJustine, EpicLLOYD, AmazingPhil, Danisnotonfire, The Fine Bros, Smosh, Annoying Orange, LittleKuriboh. And then he saw the greatest of them all. His own patron personality and a vlogger among men. 

Tobuscus was located beside the elevator, holding his pet dog, Gryphon. A smile painted his face, like he didn't have a single care in the world, and he was winking - Probably at some girl. He must have been staring a little too long, because the secretary's eyes followed him.

"Is he your patron personality?" she asked.

"Yeah," Reed smiled, a little, "I was raised on the man's work. A true genius." She fell a little more for him, if that was even possible.

"Name?" she asked. He turned back to her, the moment over. 

"Um... Reed. Reed Lewis," he replied.

"Screenname?" 

"Lewcantread."

"Sexy. I like it," she stated, leaning forward a little, handing him something, "Here's your pass."

"Thanks," he took the badge, a piece of paper following it, "What's this?"

"My number," she smirked. He grinned and skated away to the elevator, clicking the button to bring it up. He stood beside his idol while he waited, staring up at him in admiration.

"Wish me luck, Man," he muttered. The elevator came up and Reed stepped inside. He pushed the button for his floor.

"Access confirmation," the elevator yelled at him.

"Yeah, yeah, okay," he rolled his eyes, swiping the badge across the scanner. The doors closed and he started downwards. 

This was going to be exciting.

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Reed raced out of the elevator, breathing a little heavily. That's been rather... Unpleasant. 

To think, he came all this way for some guy to tell him his act was done better by an infant. 

The secretary looked at him, hopeful, but his desperate eyes spoke plenty. She turned away, disappointed, again. It was routine by now, but... You usually think a rare patron would have an original act.

And it had been original. It hadn't been about his act. It'd been about his papers. Reed knew that. undiscovered. Not a single reference. He was going to go absolutely nowhere - No matter how good he was. Not a single dollar to his name. Not a single title. 

He left the YouScraper, but he wasn't about to give up - That'd only been plan A.

Back at his apartment, he moved his digital map out on his table.

"You're insane," his best friend, Castiel, said through the computer screen. His parents had both been rather big fans of some television show. He said it was more common of a name than Reed would actually believe. His cousin was named Felix Pewdie Lewis, though, so it wasn't the strangest he'd ever heard.

"Trust me, Cas," Reed turned back to to it, a confident grin on his face, "This is going to work." 

"Dude. You're going to go hunt down your patron," Castiel reminded, "That'd be insane in itself - If your patron hasn't been MIA for years."

"I can do it, Cas," Reed insisted, "Look. Last anyone heard of him, Tobuscus was in New York, okay? We just go there and camp out until we find him."

"You are in Angelos, Reed!" Castiel exclaimed, "You just going to take a plane across the country? What about all your crap?"

"That's what family is for, Cas," Reed insisted, "And I want you to come with me. To New York."

"I've never even left the West Coast..." Castiel hesitated.

"Come on, Man!" Reed pressed, "It'll be good for the both of us."

"I'll think about it," Castiel grumbled. 

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"And Pewdie?" Reed held the access card to his apartment, "Not one party - You hear me?"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," his cousin grabbed it out of his hands, staring at it, mischievously. Reed began having second thoughts about leaving his place to the younger man.

"Ready, Cas?" Reed walked up to him as they prepared to board their plane.

"No," he squeaked.

"Come on, Bud," Reed chuckled, "Let's go find me a patron."

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Catty: For those of you that didn't get this, this fanfiction takes place in the future. Most YouTube personalities have either moved onto their own television shows or other form of public fame. YouTube has developed and now, instead of being some small website on the Internet, they are a collection of hundreds of stations, broadcasting all over the world to the YouTeles that can be bought in your local electronics store. Only the greatest celebrities can make it in and, often times, it's more about status than actual skill. Reed is aspiring to be a YouTuber, but it's rather hard - Considering he doesn't actually have any references. 

Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy.