𝕍𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕠 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 || 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕫

《XI》

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Her legs beginning to ache from the rather uncomfortable position she was sitting in. Although she was intrigued with the YouTube video she was watching. It was another shitpost video Brandon Rogers had posted.
It was absolutely chaotic and disgusting, but at the same time it brought unusual amount of entertainment.

"(Y/N)" Someone called out.

(Y/N) continued to be invested with the deranged storyline that Brandon Rogers had created.

"(Y/N)!" The same someone yelled, playing their hands on her shoulders and shaking her back and forward.

"Huh? What?" (Y/N) asked as she turned around to see who was bothering her.

"Quit your video and come workout with me and the others." Diesel spoke.

"Workout? Why the hell would I do THAT?" (Y/N) huffed, anything with exercise was never her thing. Well, maybe activities such as dancing, swimming, ice skating, or biking was easy to handle, but only because it was fun.
Doing stuff you'd do in PE was dreadful.

"For a video, duh, come get internet clout with us." Diesel answered.

"A video? Sorry internet fame isn't worth exercising for." (Y/N) spoke sassily as she resumed the video she was watching.

Diesel wasn't going to give up just yet.
The beefy man grabbed (Y/N)'s phone and turned it off. Holding it high up in order to keep her from reaching it.

"Dude, What the fu—" (Y/N) was quickly interrupted.

"First, no swearing in the Christian household. Second, I'm going to keep your phone hostage until you do the video." Diesel spoke stern.

"Why, you worried I'm gonna get fatter than I already am?" (Y/N) asked.

"What? No, nothing like that, Uh, you're not even that fat. Err— I just came up with a challenge and since you're over and a friend. You're obligated to participate in our videos." Diesel stammered.

"Mm." (Y/N) hummed as a replied then finally stood up and crossed her arms. "Ugh, fine. I'll do your stupid challenge, only to get my phone back though." She added.

"Great! I promise you won't regret it." Diesel grinned.

"Probably gonna." (Y/N) huffed.

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To be fair, (Y/N) was nervous to participate in a video with the others. She was going to be on YouTube for everyone to see and her stomach turned at the thought of what their fans were gonna think.
This was an exercise activity and she doesn't exactly excel at that, then you add her weight into the equation.
Now that just equals to hateful comments.

Completely spaced out, she didn't hear Diesel until he called her name.

"And we have a new few friend joining us on this challenge! Meet (Y/N)!" Diesel introduced (Y/N).

"Hm? Oh, uh, yo." (Y/N) greeted the camera as she quickly threw up the peace sign.

Diesel went on to explain what the video will be about and what they'll be doing.
There will be a series of exercises, from easy to difficult. Whoever manages to win, well, they don't win anything physical. Just bragging rights.

Once the challenge started, slowly people begin to quit.

First it was Hoover.
Then it was Henry.
Then Ani.
Brandon.
(Y/N).
Alex.
And finally Tyler.

Of course the winner was Diesel, the man who was most physically fit out of the entire group. So it was obvious who was going to win from the start, but (Y/N) was fairly surprised she made it as long as she did. She'd had taken the assumption she'd be either the first, second or third person out.

"Good job guys, you sure tired your best." Diesel cheered.

"Shut the fuck up El Mucho." Brandon spoke harshly.

Chuckles erupted from Brandon's word.

"Hey, at least I'm fit and not sitting on my was drinking boomer juice twenty-four fucking hours of the day." Diesel insulted.

Soon a roasting battle erupted between the two.

A lot of "ooos", laughing and screams from the clap backs during this battle. It went on a fairly long tome until Diesel was unable to say more.

"Ha! I win! Eat shit Diesel!" Brandon cheered about his victory.

"Shut the fuck up tubby." Diesel spoke, obviously petty.

"You wanna do this again? I can kick you ass again!" Brandon threaten.

(Y/N) was rolling, her face red from laughing so much. "Holy shit. Please tell me that whole section got recorded." She wheezed.

Henry still chuckling, but being one for the few are still standing checked the camera.
"Holy shit it's been recording this entire time!" He announced.

Everyone was happy to hear this, especially Brandon. Now everyone will know how superior he is with obliterating people.

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Word count: 852

Apologies once again for a long wait and a shorter chapter.

Hey, so like, what do y'all wanna see the chaotic group do on Friday?
Idk— maybe like some high school party or something?
I'm kinda running out of ideas on what the group can do until prom. Apologies the last chapter was probably ass, 'cause I bullshitted most of it.

Also three more chapters 👀

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