Finally, Kathryn is done editing the video and I am able to post it. "It might be a little bit before you start getting subscribers." Mark says, watching the video. "I'll be the first one... so that should boost the sub count for you." He grins, liking and subscribing on the video. "Thanks, Mark." I smile bright.
Before the next hour, I already rack up hundreds of views. "Holy crap!" My phones blows up with notifications of new subscribers. My mind races at the possibility of being famous, but I shake it away. "B-but I'm just a girl.... Why do the people like me so much?" I ask, staring down at my screen. 'This is incredibly crazy.' My mind races.
"Looks like you need to start posting more videos, girly." laughs, watching my phone go crazy. By the time it finally calms down, my sub count is 700 people. "Oh wow..." I grin. "What do I record next?!" I laugh. "Let's do a gaming collab! I'm thinking prophunt with Bob and Jack-" "Or we could wait and get her recording studio set up." Amy retorts, silencing Mark.
"A recording studio?" I almost whisper. This day has been almost too much for one girl to handle, but I shake off the shock. "Y-yeah... okay. But where?" I ask, shrugging. "Here, of course! Unless you have an extra room in your house." She grins. 'It would be amazing to be able to record videos in Markiplier studios.... and I don't have any extra space...' I think. "Okay, here I guess?" The end of my sentence comes out as a question. "Excellent." Amy claps her hands, preparing for the work ahead.
Ethan's POV
"-Slap that like button right in the face! And as always stay Cranky. Bye." I smile, looking directly into the camera. "Whoop... another successful video made by meeee...." I laugh, leaning back in my chair. I run my fingers through my blue hair and yawn. "Now to edit it... then I'm off to the studio." I grin, sitting back up.
After I finish the video, I upload it to YouTube and watch the views begin to rise. "That should do-" I cut myself off and look at the related column at the bottom of my screen. "20 awkward questions with Mark? Isn't that the new girl?" I ask myself, clicking on the video. "Hi there, humans!" I grin instantly as she greets the camera, smiling big. I can tell she is slightly nervous though. I continue to watch the video, laughing every time she refuses a question. "Number 12. Who is your youtuber crush?" Mark reads. "Mark, you dick head." I chuckle, leaning back in my chair. "...crnkgmpls..." "What?" Mark responds. After two more attempts, she finally yells it into Mark's face. "FUCKING. CRANK GAME PLAYS!" She screams. I jolt up from my chair, staring wide eyed at the screen. "WELL THEN!" Mark laughs, continuing the video.
"Me? She's a fan? But... ME?!" I question over and over. "But acne and awkwardness...." I shudder, taking off my headphones and standing up. "I-I-I-...." I breath, looking at my desk top. "Ha... cool." I sigh, liking the video and subscribing to her channel.
Your POV
I pull the desk that I usually have in my room into the small studio of Mark's. "Do you have a camera?" Amy asks, a little too excited for me. "Um... actually I do! My mom just bought me one." I smile, walking out of the room with Amy. "I'll go get your computers and other crap." Mark laughs, heading the opposite way as us. "So... are you going to want padded walls or decorations?" Amy smiles, walking toward the exit. "I want... padding. I plan on playing more games than doing other stuff." I respond.
I open the front door and am immediately greeted by another person running straight into me. "Oh sorry!" He laughs. I look up at him and grin. "Hi there, Tyler." I giggle. We exchange apologies and go our separate ways. Amy gets in the passenger seat and waits for me. As I duck to get in my unusually small car, I smile. "Are we going to fetch the camera?" I ask. "Yep. And padding for your studio." She responds, buckling the seatbelt.
As I start to back out of the parking lot, I see another car enter it. Glancing over, I notice that it is Ethan, and a grin trickles onto my face. "I knowwww that look." Amy interrupts. I quickly wipe away the smile and hurriedly back out of the parking lot. "What the heck are you talking about?" I shrug, driving toward the store.
"The look of loooooveeee. Girl, it's only been like a day. What are you doing?!" She laughs. "It hasn't been a day for me... I've been watching his videos forever." I shrug. "So you admit that it was the look of love-" "WHAT no?!" I question myself. "Mhm...." a few minutes of awkward silence later, I pull into the store parking lot.
"Alright, what color... pink, purple, blue, red.... yep. Let's go with (f/c)." I smile, pointing to the colored foam. "We're also going to need something to hang it with." Amy says, walking away to find the adhesives. I turn back to the shelf, sighing. "How much of this am I going to need?" I ask myself. Before long, Amy returns with the hanging adhesive. "Just grab a whole bunch of it." She smiles, beginning to fill my car with it.
We walk the isles of the store, checking out things that I might want in my studio. In the end, we grab a few shelves and some decorations. "Alright. Before we go spending even more money, let's get to the cashier." Amy giggles, pushing the cart towards check out. I notice a large, framed (favorite symbol) in the corner of my eye. Instinctively, I grab it. "I know what my YouTube symbol is going to beeeeee!" I grin, holding it up.
YOU ARE READING
The Assistant
Fanfictionwelp. It's a fan fiction by me. so here goes nothing. You and your mother have moved the the beautiful city of LA. you are in New of a job- and luckily your mother has found one.
