I'm Not Insane... (VanossGaming + H2ODelirious Fanfic)

I'm Not Insane

I woke up in different room.

"What the fuck?"I said, half asleep.

This is not my house. Where am I? It looks like a hotel? I got up and realized I didn't have a shirt on. I shivered. Why is it so cold in here?

I turned on a light and saw a shirt laying at the end of my bed. It's a VanossGaming shirt? I don't own this one, I had never even seen one like this before. It was a VanossGaming shirt with the symbol and all, but he was wearing a pig mask on his gta 5 character.

"What in the actual-?" I heard laughter from outside the door. I didn't know what to do, I quickly put on the shirt. The door opened.

"Who the fuck are you?" A familiar voice asked. Thank god, it was Wildcat.

"Wildcat! It's me Delirious!" I said, relieved that someone I knew was here. "Where am I?"

"So that's what you look like? How did you get here?" He asked.

"I have no idea, I just, I just woke up!" I said, mad that he knew what I looked like now.

"Wow, that's weird dude, but I gotta say, I love your shirt and I'm glad you support us." He said smiling.

"What?" I said confused. What the fuck does that mean, and how the fuck did I get here?!?

I looked down at my shirt it had the VanossGaming logo and that picture and then the Wildcat logo under it? What the fuck? How did I miss that?

"Wildcat are you talking to Delirious?" I heard someone say out the door.

"Yeah, I think he broke into our apartment or something." Wildcat replied. Our apartment? What. The. Fuck?

"Haha, let me talk to him." The voice replied. Who is that?

Then Evan came into the room. "Woah, your serious? That's really Delirious?" He said, sounding confused.

"Yeah, how the fuck did I get here?!?" I asked getting mad.

"Wow, he's ugly." Evan said, then he laughed. I stood there shocked.

"I know right, I didn't want to say anything." Wildcat said joining in with laughing, and then they kissed.

What the fu- Wait. It hit me. The Shirt. 'Our apartment'. 'Support us'. They were together? They sure are, and they are laughing at me.

Who the fuck made this shirt?

I woke up. In my room. Thank, fucking, god.

Why could I never tell if a dream was a dream or not? I always think it's real, no matter how fucking crazy it is.

Agh, it's 3:30 pm already. I slept threw half the day. I was starving. I got up and went to my fridge, and made a sandwich.

When I was done eating, I sat at the table for a bit, and felt my phone buzz. I picked it up and it said Wildcat had texted me. He wanted to record some gmod stuff with some other people, I was kind of sick of recording all the time. I texted back that I didn't feel like it and then texted that Evan was gonna be there too. I sighed.

If I said I would be there now, would he notice it was just for Evan? I felt like he would. But, I didn't want to not be there after that dream. 'Come on! There will be pizza!' He said after a few minutes. 'Fuck yeah, I'll be there!' I texted back. He texted lol and told me the time.

A few hours later I joined. "Hey, where the fuck is my fucking pizza?" I asked, almost as soon as I said it a pizza came flying at my gmod character's face, and I died. "AH!" I screamed. Everyone laughed, I felt a little bit embarrassed. "That scared the shit out of me." I admitted, trying to laugh with everyone else. I did not see that coming at all.

We ended up recording a gmod horror map. These were my favorite. I loved horror, and since it was a huge map and we had like 10 different people, it was complete chaos. Random people were screaming left and right, I died at least 15 different times from god knows what, and Evan managed to find a place in the map where it teleported everyone to a spike pit, and we all died at least 7 times from that.

"Alright who's doing the outro?" Evan asked at the end of the map.

"I'll do it." Wildcat said. "My god, let's never do this again." He left the sever. Everyone laughed.

"All those in favor say I." Said Evan. We laughed.

"I." Everyone said.

I teleported everyone to the spikes. Evan laughed while everyone said stuff like "Oh my god, Evan!"

"I swear that wasn't me!" Evan said laughing hard. I laughed my evil laugh with him.

"It was Delirious!" He screamed.

"What? No it wasn't you little bitch." I lied still laughing. Pretty convincing.

Everyone one by one laughed and left until it was just me and Evan.

"Did you teleport everyone?!?" He asked.

"Yea, I did." I said laughing.

"You bitch." Evan said laughing, and shot pizza at me until I died.

"So, are you doing anything this weekend?" I asked, after I heard he ended his recording and I ended mine.

"Nope, you wanna record?" He asked.

"Actually I was wondering if I could come over?" I asked, hoping that didn't sound weird.

"What?" Oh god, did he not want me to come over?

"Yea, I've got nothing better to do." I added. What was that? "I've got nothing better to do?" Idiot.

"Sure, I guess. Are you going to come all the way to Canada? This weekend?" He asked. Yes!

"Yeah, I can book a flight right now." I said.

"Alright. This should be interesting; having an insane clown at my house. One I've never seen the face of." He laughed. What? He didn't really think I was insane did he? Really?

I laughed with him, but I felt terrible. "Alright I'll text you my address, see ya then." He said.

"Right." I said.

Of course, he didn't think I was insane. He was just making a stupid joke. Right? I sighed.

I looked over at my desk, and saw the hockey mask, The one I had custom made to hang on my wall, right next to my golden youtube award. It looked just like the one I wore in gta 5. I smiled.

What if I just wore that, the whole time I'm up there? I laughed at my own thoughts. But, what if?