About Stone Bees [a Marble Hornets Fan Book]

Traum tells a story. [ft. Brim]

Tr: Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen and wELCoME TO "Traum tells a story"! Today I'll talk about, uh.. some real life story, I guess.

Tim: Whooh.. why am I here.

Brian: *nudges Tim* Aww, c'mon Timmy! Stop acting like an old grandpa! Else I'm gonna call you that!

Tr: *cough* whydontyoucallhimdaddy *cough*
*wink wonk at pERSONS*

T: *sighs* Alright.. Traum, start telling the story then.

Tr: Tsk, why are you in such a rush? *bites back a Brim comment/joke*
However.. So. The story.. at first you need some extra information though.

This is my desktop background:

and-

B: Wait! Why are we your back pic?!

Tr: Cuz it looks so cute..

T: That's awkward.

Tr: Why?

T: You're, like, a child.

Tr: Excuse you! I'm old enough to-!... Nevermind.

B: Hah. Baby.

Tr: stfu at least I didn't get killed by my boyfriend.

T: Are you sure of that?

Tr: ..ouch. Dick. HOWEVER. CAN I PLEASE START NOW?
I hate those self-inserts of authors who think they are oh-so-cool so that they make themselves interact with their favorite characters like they were best buddies or something.

T: You DO realize that that's excactly what you're doing right now?

Tr: stfu and think of this like of a talk show, alright? AND NOW LET ME TALK GODDAMNIT.

B: But-

Tr: SHUT THE HELL UP, THOMAS.

T: *snickers* Yeah, Thomas, shut it.

Tr: You too, dickhead. AND NOW:
That pic is my desktop pic. (Tim, Brian, shut the hell up-)
And today was the unfortune day my dad saw it, too. Because my mom already did. *sigh* Their reactions were.. kind of funny, I guess?

My mom asked me, unbelieving and shocked (maybe even a bit scared?) who those men were. Smart as I am, I replied smartly. ("Uhh...") She kinda thought they were my boyfriends?-

T: What- never!

B: Agreed. *frowns*

Tr: HEY! I'm cool!

B: And a fangirl..

T: Also, you're pretty young.

Tr: Am not. Also, bitch please, there are worse fangirls out there.. BUT THAT DOESNT MATTER. 
Please. I srsly hate those self-inserts.

So. At first she thought you both were my boyfriends. But, uh, then I told her that you were just some American actors.

B: Not that much of a lie..? Uh, I don't understand why that's worthy being told-

Tr: Because.. I'm not done yet! :c

Anyways, today my father saw it. "Who are those shitheads?" (he called them something like that)

T: Why would he insult us?

Tr: Guess who I got all the swearing from.

T: Not like I care?

Tr: Tsk. Asshole.
Howeeeeverrrr. I, uh, told him the same as I told my mom.

T: Wow, that was really interesting to know! Thank you, Traum!

Tr: Geez, why don't you go and suck some dick?

B: Great idea!! <3 *grabs Tim's wrist and runs off with him*

Tr: Aww.. cute. :3