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After shooting another video, Ian and Anthony crashed on their couch immediately getting on their phones. "Ian," Anthony said "look at this."
Ian shooed Anthony away "Not now," he said "I'm going to beat my high score on Flappy Bird!"
As if on cue, Ian crashed into a pipe and met his high score of one. "Fire-truck!" Ian said "okay Anthony, what do you want?"
Anthony swallowed a laugh and showed Ian his phone, the screen showing a profile of a Twitter account. "Okay," Anthony said "look at this dude's profile picture."
Ian squinted and started to laugh. "Is that-" Ian squinted until his eyes almost closed. "Anthony, that's STEVIE!"
"I know!" Anthony said "Any way look at the question."
"Alright" Ian said, accenting the 't' and started to read the tweet. "Ian and Anthony, if you could be any video game character that you have played in your videos, who would you, be?"
Ian stood up from the couch and flexed his 'biceps' "obviously, I would be Link, LEGEND OF LINK!" Ian smiled, pleased with himself.
"Sit down," Anthony said annoyed. "Link? PLEASE. I'd be Connor." Anthony stood up next to Ian "Tomahawk Chop is my death blow, BITCH!"
They both shared a laugh and sat down as Ian picked up two Xbox 360 controllers.
"Dude," Anthony said "you know that we have Red Ring of Death!" "Anthony!" Ian complained, "Can we please just try? I got a new game!"
After looking at Ian's face, Anthony knew that he would keep annoying him until he said yes. "Fine." Anthony groaned
"Yes!" Ian exclaimed at his little victory as he put in the disk in the console.
"So, Ian" Anthony said "What game DID you get?"
Ian shrugged his shoulders. "Dunno. I got it from some dude off the street."
Anthony looked at him. "Wait, what?"
Just then a strange light filled the room, coming from the Xbox. The controllers shook in Ian and Anthony's hands, the controllers sparked and the two boys' heads slumped forward, unmoving.~*~*~
When Anthony woke up he had no idea where he was. He rubbed his head, dulling some pain from laying on the ground. "Ian?" he murmured "Where are we?"
"I don't know" Ian said, already awake and looking around. "You tell me." Ian helped me up and I started to laugh.
"WHAT?!" Ian said at me his cheeks turning red.
"Nice skirt." I said. Just then, I noticed he was dressed in a complete Link costume. I scolded myself 'it wasn't laundry day!' I thought as Ian turned to me
"Yeah I noticed I look like Link." He said "Well at least you fit in ....Connor."
I stared at him. Then, I looked down at my clothes, and I was wearing my Connor costume from the Ultimate Assassin's Creed 3 Song video. "No way..." I grinned and Ian looked at me with an expression between confusion and terror. I put my hand behind my back and thrust it towards the ground, then a small ax appeared in my hand and I felt like a freaking BOSS.
Ian whistled "Tomahawk Chop is my death blow."
Then a girl ran up to us. "Connor!" the girl said to me. "I'm so glad you're her-"
She got a glimpse of Ian, and ran toward him and hugged him. "Link!" she cried "you've made it! I missed you!"
"Uh..." Ian said as he was confused as I was. Then, I took a long look at the girl once he released Ian.
"Wait" I said "Zelda?" She turned to me and put her hands on her hips.
"Well Connor," She said "I would assume you would know who I am."
"So, ZELDA." I said "Why are we here?"
Her face held a confused expression then turned surprised as she just remembered something. "Oh!" Zelda said "The others are waiting for us!"
Ian and I exchanged a nervous glance "Others?" Ian said "What others?" Before she could answer, Zelda ran off deeper into the city. Not knowing where we were, Ian and I ran off after her.
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Red Ring of Death
FanfictionAfter being knocked out, Ian and Anthony get transported into the gaming universe! Ian and Anthony find that all the animated video game characters have gone insane! Ian, Anthony, and some friends try to save them, before a familiar opponent makes i...