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Suggestion #9 - a6d

YOOO WHAT'S UP GUYS IT'S YOUR FLYING FALCON WITH THE SALT GUN, HERE WITH ANOTHER NEW CHAPTER FOR YOU!

This one was suggested by -LankyBlueBoy- :)

Thank you for the suggestion, you're awesome!

First a6d one I've done :) sorry to all the a6d fans/simps, but here it is!

ENJOY!!!!!

The fame. The fame could sometimes mess with your head. It could change you, either turning you into a better version of yourself or changing your attitude to fit the dark side of the society better. 

The fame could get to your head, make you freeze out your friends with such a thick layer of ice, that they would never be able to dig their way through. 

And even if they did, perhaps it wouldn't be the friend they knew before hiding inside of it. 

Luckily for you, you were one of the people who hadn't let the fame and the many followers, likes and positive comments affect how you saw other people. Your friends, those that had been there since the start, was still your friends. Your family, those that had been there before your birth, was still your ordinary, loveable family. You found it ridiculous how it changed so many people and gave them this nasty attitude, one that gave people a certain sour taste on the tip of their tongue just by the thought of having a normal conversation with them. 

Two faced people. And snakes. Those, you couldn't even bear to look at. They were a waste of your time. 

You were just thankful for the friends you had now, even if they were completely impossible from time to time. 

"Come on, Skeppy!" You whined into the microphone, your voice carrying itself into Zak's ears, "Please?"

"I'm not giving you the IP, and you're not getting whitelisted," Zak yelled, "Who knows what kind of chaos you would make in there?!"

"Come on!" You yelled back, "I'M NOT GONNA STOP BEGGING UNTIL YOU DO IT, SO JUST DO IT!"

"NO, I WON'T!" 

"IF YOU DON'T, I'M GONNA START READING SKEPHALO FANFICTIONS FROM WATTPAD OUT LOUD TO YOU!" 

"NO, DON'T Y/N, PLEASE DON'T, ANYTHING BUT THA--" 

"'It was a nice morning that day, and Zak woke up feeling groggy as hell, in the arms of his boyfriend, Darryl. He smiled, happy for the first time in forever, and slowly started trailing his hand down Darryl's body, until it hit his big bul--' " 

"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT, FINE!" Zak finally caved, "I'LL SEND YOU THE IP AND WHITELIST, JUST PLEASE STOP THE TORTURE!" 

You giggled victoriously, but also thankful that Zak had stopped you now, because skimming your eyes over the text of the story, you weren't sure that you could continue reading that... It got really dirty, really fast. 

A few days ago, you had decided to watch some of Zak's videos on YouTube due to pure boredom, and had stumbled upon a year old video called "So I used Google translate to talk to this French Server Owner... (BANNED)" that you had decided to watch. 

The french server owner certainly was intriguing, so you had decided to Google his name, a6d, to see what you could find. 

And what you found definitely shocked you; apparently, Skeppy had kept in contact with this guy, and him and BadBoyHalo, which was another friend of yours, was apparently something called "the trio".