Smosh, The Untold Story Of Their Life

Chapter Five: Smoshy Best Friends!

Heyyyy! It's me Kammy! :D Sorry for such a long wait on the update broskis! Had a serious case of writers block! Thanks for being so patient with me! And when I get online to write, I always get distracted with other websites D: trololol (when you see something like this it means I've came back an edited this chapter, and it also means I'm cowering away in my bed from how much of an embarrassing 14 year old I was)

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(Anthony's POV)

As the two girls sauntered inside our house, Ian and I exchanged worried looks. We were both thinking the same thing. I hope they don't attack us and hold us hostage like psycho killers.

"Oh my gosh! We are in Smosh's house!" squealed Bethany before she had a spazz attack.

"Bethany, calm down! Deep breaths!" Kammy warned her.

We all made our way in the living room and the girls sat on one of the couches and got themselves comfortable. Ian and I sat down on the other.

"So.. What brought you girls to Sacramento?" I asked.

"We came here to visit yo--" Bethany said before she was cut off by Kammy's hand clamping over her mouth. She gave Bethany a look saying 'shut up!' She nodded and Kammy took her hand away.

"We came here to look for houses, we are planning on moving here in the future. Right now, we just came with our families. We were walking around the neighborhood and we saw your house," Kammy said smiling politely.

"So you just decided to come knock on our door?" Ian asks.

Both girls nodded in reply. Me and Ian exchanged a look and we just shrugged.

I clapped my hands together causing them to jump. "Okay then, lets get this party started!" I yelled. They looked at me like I was insane. "What? What did I say?"

Soon their bewildered looks washed away and was replaced with a huge smiles. But Bethany frowned and put her hand up towards her eye. "Oh my Herman!" she exclaimed.

 "What?" I asked.

 "My firetrucking eye is twitching, again!" she responded.

 Ian looked strangely at her but was grinning. "Do you have a twitching problem or something?"

 "Yes, yes she does," Kammy responded. Bethany hit her on the arm.

 "Don't make me falcon punch your frickin nose!" she warned.

 I ignored the two bickering girls and got an idea of what we should do. "Let's play scrabble!" Bethany and Kammy bursted out laughing. I gave them a quizzical look. "What did I say now?"

 "Ohh nothing," Bethany said, still giggling," Just a joke we always say. But sure, lets play some scrabble!"

 "Do you guys have a bunk bed?" Kammy asked.

 "Uhh no," Ian replied.

 "Aww, bunk beds have more room for activities!" She giggled along with Bethany.

 I walked into my room and pulled out the scrabble game from my closet. As I was making my way back into the living room I realized the girls had moved from the couch they were sitting on before to the couch where Ian was sitting. They were squishing him like a sandwich and ogling over him.

 Ohhh great, I thought. They are fans of Ian.

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 (Ian's POV)