3rd person P.O.V following Aleks:
Aleks quickly selected Baby Mario before Sly could get to him.
"You motherfucker!"
"Looks like someone's going to have to pick another character," he sang teasingly.
"Yeah, yeah."
He put his selector on Baby Peach and pressed A to go to the kart picking. They both chose the Bullet Bike and the screen changed to the map selector.
"Since you chose Baby Mario, I get to pick the map," he stated.
"Fine, if you're that butthurt."
"I am that butthurt, asshole," he exclaimed, nudging me and giggling at the end of his sentence.
"Just choose it already!"
"Okay, okay!"
Eddie smirked and looked at the TV with a knowing look as he pressed the A button on his Wii controller.
I looked at the screen, confused before noticing what map he chose.
"You're a dick!"
Sly only snickered as the countdown started. Aleks saw the familiar background; penguins and ice everywhere, and sighed. He hated this one so much; he would either turn a second too late and fall into the freezing water or run into stupid penguins, both causing rage when he saw he was almost last place when his side of the screen reset.
The final numbers flashed through the television before the race started heatedly.
"Fuck!" Aleks yelled in rage as he hit a penguin.
The sly YouTuber just laughed in victory before passing him and the finish line, making him the winner.
"Yes!"
"Are fucking kidding me? That was cheating!" Aleks shouted, knowing that his accusation would tick his crush off.
"What do you mean 'cheating'? I didn't put the penguin there! I won fair and square!"
"Sure you did, Sly, sure you did."
"Of course I did! Do you want me to replay the footage in slow motion?"
"Sure, that would give you more editing to do," Aleks declared, a clear smug smile across his face.
"Dick."
"Cheater."
"Anyways," Sly squeaked with a small laugh. "Next race!"
"I get to choose this time."
"Fine, asshole."
Aleks picked the familiar cow farm race course, knowing that his friend always struggled with it.
There were a lot of last minute obstacles on this one; that wasn't exactly the Hispanic's forte in this game.
Eddie said nothing, as if mentally cursing himself as he realized the mistake he made by letting Aleks choose.
The race seemed to have finished as soon as it started, ending with a victorious yell from the happy Russian.
"Fuck yeah! You suck!" he exclaimed, pointing his finger at the man beside him.
"I don't suck, cows do!"
"Dude, let's be honest here," he started with a growing grin. "Cows are awesome and you know it."
"You're only saying that 'cause you won!"
"You're only the opposite because you lost!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Okay, how about we settle this like real men?"
"How?"
"Whoever loses the next race, buys the things we're going to order at the place. Deal?" Sly proposed, trying to keep things confidential.
After all, wouldn't want a fan who lives to interrupt them at the coffee place.
"Deal."
*Important: Attention readers: I'm thinking about writing a hybrid ImmortalFox book, and I was wondering if I should add any other parings! So, if you have a suggestion, feel free to message me or comment it below! That is all.
Anyways, hey guys! New chapter! It's really short but I need to keep the hype for the next one! And, guess what? This book just got 2k reads! Holy shit! Are you guys awesome or what? Enjoy~ <3 Oh, and a special thank you to AnalHalls for the follow!
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