1 in 6000 (MrBeast x Reader)

Chapter 45

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back after a 2 month long period of procrastination! This is the final chapter of 1 in 6000, and I really hope you enjoy finally having a conclusion to the story. Thank you all for reading, voting, commenting and showing your support in every way. If you have any questions about the story or anything else, leave a comment and I'll try my best to answer it! You're all absolutely amazing!

The rest of our time at Slab City was pretty eventful. We decided it would be a good idea to go to the show that the man had told us about earlier, and we didn't regret doing so in the slightest. Much to our disappointment no one made a fool of themselves on stage, not even Tareq who had a bunch of hilarious jokes up his sleeve. 

We'd all been drinking for a little while by this point, and Jimmy was a little upset that there was no karaoke in which he could "blow away the folks of slab city" with, to which I agreed. Either way, I'd heard Jimmy's singing before, and he'd heard mine, and we both decided that if we ever went to a karaoke bar, neither of us would want to hurt other people by taking the stage. It was nice to know that as soon as Jimmy and I had some alcohol in our system, this agreement was completely forgotten. 

After the party, we all returned to our little camp and started up the fire again. Tareq got the camera going and filmed us all just talking shit with each other for the rest of the evening. At one point the topic of aliens came up, and Tareq and Garrett got so in depth about it that the rest of us almost fell asleep, whilst they were spiraling into government conspiracies and other such things that would make it hard for them to be able to sleep tonight. 

"And that's why you've always got to keep an eye out for Chupacabra." Garrett said, pointing at Tareq, his eyelids drooping with tiredness. 

"Ughh come on you guys, I'm feeling real sick and I need a big spoon." Chris told the two who were just about to get into a discussion about the next Cryptid.

Jimmy and I were both listening to all of their stories, remembering reading a few of them on creepypasta years before hand. Chandler however was already asleep, which was probably for the best as he was rooming with us tonight, and he'd made his fears about these sorts of things known to us on numerous occasions before. 

"We'll continue this later." Tareq told Garrett, giving him a sarcastically seductive wink as Chris clapped him round the back of the head.

"Oh hell no you won't." He laughed, "Goodnight guys, we'd help you with Chandler, but he gets mean when you wake him up." He added as he made his way towards the tent.

"Night guys!" Tareq and Garrett chirped as they followed Chris into the darkness.

I turned to face Jimmy, and didn't realize until I did so, just how tired I was. He must have felt the same, because even though he was already looking at me, his eyes widened as if he was trying to get moisture back into them. "Sleepy time?" He asked, putting on a cute voice.

"Yeah, sleepy time, you big baby." Chandler joked, his voice croaky as he spoke.

"Never too tired to miss out on making a joke, are you?" I laughed, sitting upright in my chair and trying to get feeling back in my legs. 

Chandler shook his head, his eyes beginning to close again.

"Oh no you don't." Jimmy groaned, pulling himself out of his chair. He walked over to Chandler and took both of his hands, ready to help him stand up.

Chandler however took this as an opportunity to make yet another joke. He grasped both of Jimmy's hands and pulled himself up, before wrapping both his arms and his legs around him, almost toppling the both of them over.