Game On (Keith X Reader) (Youtuber/Modern AU?)

Chapter One

Y/N giggled as she watched her brother, Mark, run past her as a crate, screeching.

She and Mark had been playing Gmod Prop Hunt along with two of their friends, Bob and Jack. The boys were originally planning to play with their other friend, Wade, but he was sick, and since none of them had hung out with Y/N in a while, they decided to record with her.

The girl was hiding in the pile of crates outside as a pie on the pie factory map. So far nobody had found her, but they did find Mark who was a crate in the first room that you step into when you go inside from the outside.

"Fuck you!" Y/N yelled as Mark ran over to her, bringing Jack along with him.

"Jack! Look! I sold out Y/N!" Mark exclaimed. "Will you let me go now?"

"No," Jack said simply. He began to shoot Mark, who screamed and ran away.

While Jack was distracted with her older brother, Y/N snuck off inside.

"Where are you?" Bob asked.

"Outside! Come quick!"

Y/N could hear her brother chanting 'Fuck!' in the background as she sped inside and hid behind a box. Bob ran right past her, and she continued on her way. Mark was still screeching and the gunshots were faint as she got to the meeting room.

An explosion sounded and the screen shook lightly as a grenade went off. A message appeared in the top right corner of Y/N's screen, telling her that Bob had used his grenade and successfully killed Mark.

"That's what you get, asshole!" Y/N shouted between laughs.

"Fuck you!"

"Where did Y/N go?" Jack asked.

Y/N giggled, but Mark sold her out again. "She's in the meeting room!"

"Mark!" Y/N complained, dragging his name out. "Wait, nevermind, they won't be able to catch me before time runs out!" she gleefully said after looking at the timer. They only had twenty second left, and she could easily dodge their bullets if they got to her in time.

She laughed maniacally and started running around as the two men with guns busted in the room and started shooting at her. She and Mark started cheering as the clock reached five seconds.

Four.

Three.

Two.

Jack shot his grenade, killing Y/N right at the last second. Her cheering cut off abruptly and so did Mark's once he realised what happened.

'Hunters win!' was in a box at the top of the screen. It was Bob and Jack's turn to cheer now, and so they did. After they finished yelling, they began to laugh at Mark and Y/N's sleeplessness.

Mark began to laugh, leading Y/N to laugh, too. Taking deep breaths between giggles, she began to regain her breath. The boys followed in her footsteps as they switched teams.

"So, VidCon," Bob said. Y/N listened as he asked, "Who's going?"

"Mason and I are," Y/N told the boys. She regained her sight on the game and immedeitly started exploring the map for Jack or Bob.

"I'm going," Mark said. He followed after her.

Y/N stopped when she saw a crate move out of the corner of her eye. She wandered over to it and hit it, confirming her suspicions when it didn't hurt her and instead sprayed blood behind it. Bob yelped and began running away.

"Mark! Help me get Bob!" she yelled as she began rapidly firing her gun at the wooden box.

"Habooski!" Mark yelled as he launched his grenade at the box. The siblings both laughed as Bob whined.

"Bob!" Jack shouted. "It's not even thirty seconds into the match!"

Mark and Y/N split up as everything fell silent. Y/N went over to the meeting room to look around before deciding everything was fine and going back out.

Everyone kept chatting for a bit and Y/N went into the storage room connected to the kitchen where she found Mark. She turned around after asking if he had it. He said yes and she left to go to the pie pile.

"I feel like this is getting a little boring," Mark told everyone. The others agreed, but that was when Y/N got an idea.

"How about I start a live stream? We can play a couple different games and I'll let everyone know on Twitter that there's a sudden stream in, say, fifteen minutes," she suggested.

"That sounds like fun," Jack said.

"Yeah! Let's go for it!" Mark said.

"Sure. I think it'll be fun," Bob said.

Y/N nodded and finally got to the pie pile. Fuck it, she thought to herself. She fired her grenade at the pile, only killing herself.

She sighed and leaned back, whipping out her phone. She got to her Twitter and began typing away as Jack began to laugh.

"That grenade was so close to me!"

"Fuck!"

It's short, but not terrible. It's also unedited.