Lazelk Stuff

Lost and Found

<This was supposed to be chapter 6, but I decided on something else for that chapter!>

Muselk stood on one of the mansions balconies, smiling happily at the camera that sat in his hand, arms lengths away. "Hello everybody!" He exclaimed, "And welcome back to another Click vlog!" He pretended to frown. "The problem is... Where is everyone?"

He flailed his free arm around for extra effect. "So, Marcus and Kath aren't going to be here today, because they're currently doing something for their channels.." Elliot began to walk inside, and make his way downstairs, passing the whole bedroom floor. He nodded at the moustached man and the tallest's rooms. "Cray and Bazza are currently streaming Fortnite..."

Continuing to walk, he smiled when he hit the living room floor. "And over there~" He pointed with his free hand, crouching down and waddling up to the edge of the sofa. "Is a wild LazarBeam, currently nesting and binge watching... Fucking Star Wars?!"

Lannan popped up from the millions of couch pillows. "I'm a nerd! Fuck off!"

Muselk laughed, "So today, it's just me and Lan'." The 'Nerd' groaned, burying himself deeper into comfort, "I've decided to take my friend here to the great outdoors..... Shopping centre."

"The heck, bro!" The smaller whined, sticking his middle finger up. Elliot just sighed and pulled him up by the hand. "This isn't going to bloody go well, Ell'..."

"It'll be fine - Lets go!"

~

Time flew as they drove to the centre, Elliot having to do all the talking to the video recorder, for Lazar was being a pain and wouldn't respond. Muselk knew his friend just hadn't readied up for the day, and was determined to make it happen soon. It would be a lifeless vlog if he didn't.

After the pair arrived there, Lannan could easily tell that millions where inside the huge outdoor area, and they were immediately pushed into the fray that was the crowded Australian shopping centre. Muselk had the batteries and his own camera, and LazarBeam was following close behind him with his camera, clenching onto Elliot's hood tightly as to not get lost as they walked through the thousands of people rushing around. It was dead in the middle of the afternoon, and the inverted Youtuber didn't think this could get any worse...

.

Since there was so many people, and for the first part of the video, they decided not to film until they got to a less populated part of town, and they'd almost made it when Lannan heard a shout and turned rapidly to see whom it was. Turns out it was no-one he should be concerned or scared about, but when he looked back for Elliot, he found no-one but himself and millions of strangers...

~

"Guys, I knew this was a bad idea.." Lannan said quietly, walking around in the busy streets of Australia. His face was in a lock of stress, and his hands shook slightly. "I lost Elliot somewhere and I have no idea where I am. Great."

As the smaller male looked in nearby shops for his friend, he occasionally met a fan, or a worried shopkeeper, whom every time asked if he was alright. He never admitted to feeling stressed or being lost however, and continued searching, getting more frantic by the second.

Lannan took a turn into a less crowded alleyway. He slid down onto a small bench that was there. Sighing, he looked at his phone, but frowned and put it back in his pocket. "Where the fuck is he? I've got no battery and I'm fuckin' shakin' here!" He looked at his hands and arms, which were trembling in self-contained fear, but it was slowly slipping past his mental barriers.

The smaller of the two was swiftly gaining less and less confidence in the large shopping centre, and he wanted out. LazarBeam forgot about the whole point of him being here as soon as the terror finally sunk in. "I don't know what to do - what do I fuckin' do.. I don't like bloody crowds!!""

Gazing with glazed brown-green eyes, he looked out at the wave of people rushing back and forth, and his breathing shook. "...'m not having a good month, am I?"

~

Elliot felt like an asshole. A real, professional asshole. He shouted his friends name loudly as he moved through the crowd of Australians and Foreigners, pushing past some with his elbow, his other arm holding the camera steady. If he believed his friend to be in true danger, he would've put the object right away, but it was only the streets of a city...

God, he didn't mean to accidentally leave his friend behind. He looked at the camera from the corner of his eye, then immediately took out his phone, calling Lannan's number. "He's not picking up..." Elliot bit his lip in frustration, and put his phone away. "Where could he-"

"Muselk! Oh my goodness!" Someone squeaked, and he was met with a young girl, who frowned at his pale-faced expression, "I'm such a fan, but you look worried. Is something wrong?"

"Y-Yeah. You know LazarBeam, correct?" She nodded, eyes filled with concern, "I lost him in the crowd. I think his phones dead."

Again, she nodded furiously, "I can help. I saw him earlier around there." She pointed near to a book store. "He looked terrified, mind you - actually, I think he was shaking. Poor thing, I didn't think much of it though."

Muselk knew his friend didn't like big amounts of people, but was he that shaken? He regretted even taking his eyes off of the youtuber for one second. He meant to add comedy and drama into the vlog, but not like this. He hoped LazarBeam hadn't worked himself up too much. Thanking the subscriber and posing for a photo, he ran off to find his friend.

~

Muselk caught the sight of dark sandy hair as he walked across the shops near to the one the woman had pointed out. "Lannan?"

The face peered upwards, and then rushed forward and he instantly knew it was his friend. He opened his arms out for a hug, and was painfully slapped. "Asshat!"

He coughed roughly, "Yeah, I deserve that. Sorry."

<I didn't ever finish it, nor add it in -obviously- but if you'd like me to finish it just for this book, please do let me know!>