(Ian's POV)
As soon as I awoke from my deep sleep, I made my way to the computer room unconsciously and in my underwear. Plopping into the chair, I immediately turn on our Mac. Once it is up and making that soft purr sound, I begin to type.
~Okay so today is Thursday. We usually do Lunchtime With Smosh on this day but no, our friend has to be a douchepickle and make us do other things like "clean". I've never heard of such an activity.
Here, I'm going to give you a sneak peak to our soon to be uploaded Lunchtime With Smosh! 'Dooodlie doo doododo dodododoooo dooo nom nom nom mmmm hamburger' HA! You thought I was gonna give you something funny. But no, I didn't....Bitch.~
When I finish my weird message, I instantly run out of the room and snatch Anthony from the living room. If I'm doing this, he has to as well. As I drag him down the dark hallway he starts complaining and asking why I'm still in my underwear. Without replying I pull him into the computer room and force him into the chair.
(Anthony's POV)
~What the firetruck was that about?
Anyways! How is everyone? Good? That's good. I'm okay. Yep.
So even though this is only a journal I'm still going to find some twitter questions.
'FINDING TWITTER QUESTIONS, FINDING TWITTER QUESTIONS!'
Okay so, @IanIsSmexy814 asks: @smoshanthony How many accents can you guys do? Name them while you do them. #lunchtime #smileysmiley
Huh I'm not sure if I wanna do that because of their name..~
"Oh what the heck? Ian, go away! I was finding questions! Not you!" I yell as Ian jumps onto me and tries to steal the Mac from me.
~ajsoidfhnwiearhoIHOIHIOAEHROAoihaoihsfioaehralskdf~
"IAN GET THE FIRETRUCK OFF ME!"
(Ian's POV)
~Hehe. I won.
But anyways since this is a journal, IanIsSmexy814, I can't exactly say the accents to you. Also I love your username.
But, I can do a Russian, British, Austrialian, Southern, Japanese, and a lot of other accents. At least I think so.. Eh, oh well. But great question!
You might not even see this anyways so I don't know why I'm acting like im talking to you..~
(Anthony's POV)
"GOD DAMN YOU IAN! You're so annoying!" I shout at his retreating back.
"Oh, and by the way. GO GET A FRICKIN HAIRCUT!"
~Let us know what we should talk about in our next journal entry in the comments below! Because we are apparently posting this for everyone to see.. So yeahh. BYE!.....~
(Ian's POV)
~....BITCH!~
Another day gone, wasted with video games and food. At least I'm not alone with this.
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XD this is kind of a short and crappy chapter. I just didn't know what to make them talk about. So I came up with an idea for you guys to give me ideas on what to write like on Ian is bored! :D
Comment please! Also vote and fan if you already haven't! THANKS! :D <3 I promise I will try to make the future chapters wayyyy better! (:
IM SORRY FOR THE SHORTNESS!
I love you all!<3 Oh and that twitter question I used was real..it was mine XD But I deleted my Twitter so yeah.
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