Amy and I finally make it back to the studio. The trunk of my car is filled, along with my back seat. "Do you think we have enough?" I ask in fake concern. "We might have too much!" Amy chuckles. We start carrying things into the studio's main room and setting them down. A good five minutes later, we finish and plop down on the couch.
"Now lets put it all in your studio!" Amy yells excitedly. I jump up after her and grab a few pieces of foam. We hang all of the foam and begin to bring in decorations. By the time we're done, my framed (f/s) is in the center of the wall with a few shelves mounted around it.
I set my video game controller figurine on the bare spot of the last shelf. "Annnnnnnd it's done." I smile, standing back to view our work. "And it's amazing." Mark applauds from the doorway. "I'm kind of jealous!" He adds. "Now make a video in it! Everything you need is set up for you. And I installed a few indie horror games on your computer." Mark says, ushering Amy out of the room. "Oh they grow up so fast." Amy wipes a fake tear as if she is a proud mother.
I press record on my camera to check if the audio and video are good, then I begin. "Hi there, humans! My name is (yt/n)! And welcome to my studio. We just finished it about ten minutes ago. By we, i mean Mark, Amy and I. So I figured, let's introduce my new space to my already 700 subscribers. What better way to do that than playing a game called 'Our own light'." I smile. Clicking the application, it opens to the title screen. "So, this is an indie horror game that Mark played recently. Apparently it's really good... so let's jump in, shall we?"
About five minutes into the video, the game comes to it's end. "Um... what?! Boo, you can't leave me hanging!!!!!!" I scream. "FUCKING ASS DICK!" I laugh. Looking at the camera, I huff. "So let's play something else I guess." I click on another tab and a game titled 'Amnesia: The dark Descent'. I look hesitantly at the camera. "Oh the things I put myself though..." I sigh, beginning the game.
Not even 8 minutes into the game, I scream from fear. "AHHHH!! FUCK YOU. YOU LOOK LIKE AN UNCIRCUMSIZED PENISSS!!!" I blurt. Then I catch myself. "Err.... I mean you're beautiful. Please don't eat me!" Then, it kills me. I stare at the screen, then back to the camera.
"WELL! That does it for this.... thing." I breath. "If you enjoyed this video, boink that like button asap! And hugs for everyone. Love yah, and I'll see yah in the next video, byers!" I finish. Standing up, I shudder. "Oh I hated that." I groan, leaving the studio.
Ethan's POV
I finish editing Mark's latest video and upload it, hearing the occasional scream or curse from (y/n)'s room. I smile and stand up from my chair. "She likes me." I remind myself. 'Ugh. Why does she like me!?' My mind retorts. Shrugging it off, I head to the break room. (Y/n) sits with her knees up on the couch, scrolling through her phone. "Hi." I smile, walking towards the kitchen area. "Oh, uh... hi." She responds.
'Should I ask her about her video?' My mind relays. "So... I saw your last video. It was pretty funny.." I smile, pulling a water bottle out of the fridge. "Oh... thank you." She awkwardly responds, not looking away from her phone screen. "And that was super flattering... what you said." I continue. 'SHIT what the hell am I doing?' She looks up at me for a split second and grins.
"I didn't want to be shot with an arrow." She giggles. I smile in response. 'THIS. IS. SO. AWKWARD.' My head screams. "So why do you... you... nevermind." I decide against asking, standing up from the couch and leaving the room. At the doorway, she stops me. "Because of your personality. You've always made me smile in every video that you do." She says. "Not even to mention how talented and cute you are." I hear her clear her throat.
"I'll um.... I'll go edit your video." I say, smiling to myself.
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Awe. Awkward confrontation is so cute.
-K
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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.
