A Console for Two [DISCONTINUED!]

Chapter 1: My Camera

"And I will see you all on the next demolition sight!" I then clicked my camera's record button, slumping into my chair as I stared at the Detroit: Become Human let's play I did. I was glad that I wouldn't have to edit it. One of my great friends, Markiplier, offered to edit some of my videos for a while. Since both our editors were on vacation. 

I pulled out my phone, unlocking it at a moderate pace as I looked for Mark's contact. I eventually found it and started to type to him. 

"Hey Mark, guess what you got to do." I smiled as I sent it, knowing how he hated me asking him what he had to do, when for the most part that meant he had to edit a video.

"Let me guess, I have to edit a video?" He replied quickly.

"Congratulations, you have won a brand new car!" I texted sarcastically, smiling like a dork as I linked the video.

"Okay, I'll get to it as soon as I can Jacksepticeye #2" He then sent a picture of him editing his video, having a cup of coffee. He seemed displeased, but in a teasing manner to say the leasr.

"Alright, thanks dropout!" I sent a selfie of me shrugging. He didn't bother saying goodbye, due to the fact he had to edit two videos in a different time zone than me. Then, I decided I would look at my phone some more, see what Jack uploaded. That's when I spotted a notification, which didn't surprise me. I was a YouTuber myself, believe it or not. And I had reached over twenty-five million subscribers!

But, the notification was shocked me. It was Jack, and he had posted something on his channel. He was doing a Detroit: Become Human playthrough as well! I found it quite nice, scrolling to the comments. That's when I decided to state the fact in the most weirdest way we were both doing Detroit: Become Human playthroughs.

"Plagiarism." That's all I commented, just one single word. Honestly, I liked to do that, confuse people why I commented such a small thing as a big YouTuber. It brought me pleasure to see people try and "decode my message".

Not even twenty minutes later, Jack had replied to my comment. "What do you mean Megaphone?" Jack replied, since he knew I was the second loudest person he and everybody on this platform knew, besides Mark of course.

So many other people replied with just the response: "what" with nothing else. It was an endless stream of people saying what either to me or Jack. Mostly I was the one who received the one word question, which is understandable.

That's when Mark texted me, saying how he finished the editing and how I'm a goofball for not knowing how to edit a video. I knew how to edit a video, it was just I didn't have the time. I already had to do another Detroit: Become Human playthrough, and on top of that, I had to finish my FNAF VR: Help Wanted playthrough.

I was about to start the playthrough for Help Wanted, but that's when I heard a notification from my phone. I looked in confusion, picking it up and seeing that Jack had sent me a DM. I was shocked.  While my reaction was still fresh, I squealed joyfully. I decided to see what he said, so I could give the correct response.

"Danz, what did you mean when you said plagiarism on my channel?" That's what I read. I sighed, rolling my eyes as I typed the most generic response to his question.

"Bruh, look at what I just posted on my Youtube channel." He read it, his icon saying he was offline for a second, soon turning into the typing icon.

"OHH! You're doing a D:BH playthrough too! That's really cool!" He then attached a picture of him giving a thumbs up, smiling like a dork.

"I know! It's like were in sync!" I then looked at the time, seeing that it was almost eleven at night. My eyes widened, my brain telling me I should get some rest. I ignored it for a moment, then continued to talk to Jack.

"It's almost eleven where I'm at lol." I said, yawning for a moment to see Jack type pretty quick.

"Dannie, go to sleep." He just said nothing else, and I decided to annoy him by teasing him.

"You're not my dad!" I said, snickering out loud. I had a good chuckle until I read what he sent back.

"Maybe not, but I can be." I stopped momentarily, processing what he sent. This led me to sending a picture of me just rubbing my forehead.

"Jack, no." I attached that message along with the picture I just took, then I sent him the full message.

"Jack yes." He then sent a picture of him sitting in his bed, smiling in a smug way with a certain look. The type of look you get when someone is trying to flirt with you but they're socially awkward. I became a flustered mess, running to bed and holding my phone.

"SHEESH, I'LL GO TO BED JACK." I typed in the caps lock, shutting off my phone and plugging it in. I then got under the sheets, laying my head onto my soft pillow that sunk with me into the mattress.

I found myself to be looking at the ceiling before I drifted to sleep, muttering a few words before my brain kicked us into a Windows shutdown, or in other words, it decided it was time to be knocked out cold.

"Cool, indeed."

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(A/N: CHAPTER 1 IS DONE! Took me a while but it's done! I hope you all like it, since it took me a while for grammatical errors. I may still have some here, but that's because this book doesn't recognize YouTube. Anyways, hope you all enjoy my alien crew!)