Pisanthraphobia (H2OVanoss and Others)

Chapter 21

They had gotten their first clue.

Follow me and I will flee,
Flee me and I will follow.
Go to the city that is filled with me and knows my name.

The internet, for once, didn't have all the answers, so they had gathered to bounce ideas around while playing Gmod in the living room. Currently there was a large tower being built out of literally every prop on their server.

Somehow not crashing the game, they kept building it higher and higher and higher, Evan somehow getting rid of the height limit. Eventually objects started falling off, so they started building support structures up from the bottom.

It was ugly, but a true work of art. After making the support structures and building it a bit taller, they started randomly coloring the objects until it was bright and rainbow aesthetic.

Arranging their characters to be looking at the structure in all its glory, they all burst out laughing. What a masterpiece.

"It's the leaning tower of pizzaaaaa!"

Luis was cackling, which made his squeaker voice even more iconic. Tyler hooted and ran to the kitchen, skidding in his socks on the tile flooring.

A second later he burst back out, throwing a box on the coffee table. The force of it shook their sodas, and Craig scrambled to keep the cans from falling and splattering on the floor.

"Pizza ROLLZ!"

They started chanting, and split half the box onto a plate in the microwave and the rest onto a tray in the toaster oven. Five minutes later they were chewing in delight back in the living room.

"Ya know..."

Evan looked thoughtfully at the structure, popping another pizza roll in his mouth as he paused. He took a sip of his drink as the others waited for him to finish his though.

"It makes me think of a vandalized Eiffel Tower."

Nogla hummed in agreement, and glanced around the room. He began clapping extremely slowly, and as loud as possible. The group echoed, and they successfully recreated the slow clap meme. Suddenly, Brock shot up from where he was leaning back next to a barely-lucid Brian.

"Oh my God!"

The others paused their clapping to look at him. He stood dramatically, moving to the center of the room and making a disgusting dictator-like pose.

" Follow me and I will flee,
Flee me and I will follow!
Go to the city that is filled with me and knows my name! The Eiffel Tower! It sooooo obvious!"

His voice was loopy and over-dramatic, and he was some where between screeching and yodeling. Craig was the first to get what he meant.

"I'll get the tickets!"

He sprinted out of the room. Evan was confused, and the others mirrored his expression. Noticing, Brock gave an emotional, sarcastic groan of annoyance.

"Paris! The city of love!"

"Wha- Ohhhhh."

They all put the pieces together, and Craig came back in with his laptop. He had bought them all plane tickets and booked a hotel, and they all pitched in to pay for everything.

Eventually they all split off to pack their bags, seeing as the plane left first thing the next morning. A gaming adventure and a vacation? Best thing ever.

Evan went through his newer clothes and found a random duffel bag to store everything in. He decided not to bring all of his PC equipment, but he did bring the vlogging camera he never used and his go-to computer.