When I Met Pewdipie

Chapter 12

This is chapter is dedicated to @the_twilight_phantom and @1Ds_princess thank you for helping meeeee!

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"Um, hello?" I call out while walking through Felix's front door. I walk cautiously down his familiar hallway, carefully slipping past closed doors that may hold sleeping people.

Once I reach the kitchen I let out a sigh of relief, as I did not wake Marzia or Felix. Good. Now I can get what I need.

I tiptoe over to the metallic fridge and carefully pry it open. The door swings open and mounds of food are revealed to me. I scan the piles for a bottle of milk. When I notice that it isn't in the fridge shelves, I close it slowly and turn back around to search the rest of the kitchen. Except, I slam into something hard. I look up to see Felix rubbing sleep out of his eye.

"Clem?" He slurs. I grin cheekily as he shakes his head with a disapproving smile on his face.

"Hi?" I squeak and give a subtle wave of my hand.

"What are you doing here at seven o'clock in the fucking morning?" Felix chuckles. I shrug my shoulders meekly and go to say something about his choice of words.

"Besides raiding my fridge." He adds.

"I um needed m-milk." I say stutter. He laughs and walks over to a cabinet, swinging it open.

"So you decide to break into our house?" Felix smirks, grabbing the milk and turning back to face me.

"Excuse me, but you broke into my house first." I retort, crossing my arms over my chest. I expect a response, but instead Felix just shrugs his shoulders in defeat.

I smile to myself and sit down on a stool, placing my arms on the marble countertop.

"Have you had breakfast?" Felix asks.

"Uh, no. I came to get milk for cereal."

"Why don't you stay here for bacon and eggs?" He offers. Oh sweet!

"You sure?" I say. He nods and smiles, showing his pearly white teeth. A shiver shoots up my spine.

"Well, ill wait until Marzia wakes up and then we shall feast. But in the meantime, we can play video games or something." He shrugs, I shuffle in my seat. What will Marzia think of me being here this early in the morning?

"Sure." I say nodding. I follow Felix to his "studio" and plonk myself down on his office chair, facing his computer.

"I guess I got desktop last time, so..." He trails off.

"Nice setup." I say, referring to his pile of books with his camera placed on top.

"Uh, thanks?" He says, sitting next to me and turning on his laptop.

"It wasn't sarcasm, just saying." I add.

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Toby's P.O.V.

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I roll lazily out of my freaking amazingly comfortable bed and into the floor. Dammit! Where's Claire when you need her?

I lift myself up and stumble into the kitchen. Jesus, I'm tired. I glance at the wall to see that it is seven thirty already.

"Oh come on!" I say under my breath. I have to be at Clem's by eight. Not to mention I have to pack all of my gear, too.

I hear paws patter down the hallway as Gryphon skitters onto the tile surface. I grin at his face and bend over to pat him.

"Who's a good boy? Huh? What's dat? You want a treat? O-oh right then!" I say in my "Gryphon" voice.