Trick or TreatThe halls of Brennenberg were darker than usual, normal lanternlight failing to illuminate the halls and only working for the area surrounding the holder. Laughter echoed around the halls as well as screaming. Terrified, tortured screaming, enough to make your blood run cold and hair stand on end. The breeze was colder than usual and that enough made the Swedish man cower into his corner, lantern failing to light the room. Moonlight streamed into the room yet did nothing to pierce the murky black that lurked in the air. Stephano had warned him. Told him to stay in the bedroom for the whole night and to block the door but curiousity ate away at the man and he found himself slowly moving the furniture away from the doorway, opening it a crack. The door creaked and it echoed in the hall, making the screaming stop. That alone almost made Felix scream himself. He poked his head out and a hand quickly clamped itself over his mouth, forcing him back into the room and closing the door. Felix f
PewDiePie Fanfic Chap. 13"Pewdie!" the cry was faint as it echoed through the tunnel, but it made my heart pound with relief. Stephano was alive! There were no words for how relieved I felt. I was about to call his name again when a hand wrapped around my mouth, another around my waist. The owner pulled me into the shadows and whispered in my ear "Don't make any noises."More Like This
I froze solid as the Barrel entered the tunnel. He looked around, frowned and left. I heard him say "No one was there." And I could easily tell Stephano was upset. After a few moments, the arms retreated and I spun on my heel, facing the person who'd trapped me.
His skin was a milky white and his hair snowy with some black strands. His eyes were completely black. He wore a white button up shirt and black jeans under a black floor length cape.
My eyes widened as I realized who it was. "Skully!"
Skully smirked. "I'd figured you'd forgotten me."
I chuckled nervously. "Nah, Bro. I've been occupied by other things recently, and now I've not only be
PewDiePie Fanfic2 Chap. 4We walked through the alleys-well, more like I walked,More Like This
Barrel strutted, Kayako limped and Toshio followed. As we walked, I couldn’t
help but notice my chest was throbbing again. Eventually, as we turned a
corner, a young man ran into me. This was the second time today!
I pushed him off, rolled away, stood up, dusted myself off
and looked at the man.
He had light purple hair with darker streaks on top, and wore
a long tattered blue coat over a green tank top and tan skinny jeans with
heeled boots. He opened an eye that was a mix of purples and stared at me. In
his hand was a blue rose.
Behind him was a girl with straight brown hair and blood red
eyes. She wore a button up white shirt, a red ribbon, a knee-length red skirt
and long black socks with red shoes. She clenched a red rose tight.
Somewhat far behind them, staring at me in curiosity was a
final girl, about the first girl’s age. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and wore
a green dress with a white collar and blue ribbon
PewDiePie Fanfic2 Chap.5More Like This
I brought them onto the streets but kept to the shadows so as to hide Kayako and Toshio, considering they were basically zombies. Eventually I spotted a familiar head of pink hair hidden under a hat and grinned. “Piggeh!”
Piggeh looked over, grinning. “Pewdie!” he walked over and stood before me, looking at Garry, Ib, Mary, Kayako and her son. “Who’re these?”
I sighed. “These 5 are from different games. Their names are Kayako, Garry, Mary, Ib and Toshio.” I gestured to each one as I said their name. Then I turned to the five. “This is Piggeh.”
Piggeh grinned. “Sup, bros?”
Ib’s head tilted. “’Piggeh?’ like a pig?”
Piggeh nodded. “I’m technically a dead pig who was somehow transformed into a human and brought here with some other bros.”
“That doesn’t sound pleasant,” Garry murmured.
PewDiePie Fanfic2 Chap. 6I felt three pairs of hands helping me up-two on either of my arms and one pair on my waist. When my vision, which had blurred, cleared, I found the hands on my arms belong to Stephano and Piggeh, and the ones on my waist belonged to Barrel. I pulled myself away from all of them and glanced at Stephano.More Like This
“Where are we, Pewdie?!” he asked.
I rubbed my head, still dizzy, but less so than I had been. “We’re in Sweden. My homeland.” I gestured over my shoulder at the 6 behind me. “I was leading them to my home.”
“I’m going to provide them with a place to live while we figure out how to return everyone to their proper homes.” I smiled at him. “You can come too, Bro.”
Stephano examined me, and then he examined the 6 following me. “Very well.”
I grinned. “Awesome. Wouldn’t be the same without my best bro!”
I lead them through the shadows until we arrived at my house. I snuck
PewDiePie Fanfic2 Chap. 7Weeks have passed since then. Mr. Chair had woken up and almost as soon as he had, Piggeh had tackled hugged him tightly. It took me, Barrel and Stephano, with the help of Garry, to pry him off. When Mr. Chair asked him why, he merely said “I’m just happy to see my best bro alive.” Though I suspected there was more to it than that, I remained silent.More Like This
I was sitting at my computer, grinning at the camera. Garry had gotten a job at a café, as had Barrel. Ib and Mary were at school, Stephano was working at a jewelry shop, and Piggeh was showing Mr. Chair around town. So I decided to make a video to catch up with my Bros. since it was Friday, of course it was going to be a Fridays with PewDiePie.
“Ha, ha! How’s it going, Bros?” I asked, reciting my usual greetings, “My name is PEEEWDIEPIIIIIEEEE! And welcome to another episode of-“ I made my voice a few octaves higher than normal “-FRIDAYS WITH PEWDIEPIE~!” I returned my voi
Marzia's PassingMore Like This
Felix and Marzia were walking down the street on a cool winter evening. Felix lived in Sweden, so it was very cold out. In fact, it was a chilling 12 degrees Fahrenheit. Luckily, the couple was bundled head to toe with nice warm clothing.
What they did know was that they were deeply attached to each other. They loved each other very much and wanted a family of their own someday.
What they didn't know was that Marzia was gravely ill.
She didn't know it herself, in fact, and being in the cold weather would have a drastic effect on her condition. She had realized it on the streets.
"Felix, it's so cold here!" Marzia complained. Felix laughed.
"Well, it's winter here. Sweden has cold winters." Felix said. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled Marzia in for a hug. As they kissed, snow began to fall softly and silently. The world paused around them. When Marzia pulled away, she immediately felt woozy, but she ignored it. She began to sweat.
"We should go home now...F
Mess in the LibraryThe sound of muffled giggles echoed in the library, irritating a certain personified Chair as he walked around, placing books the others had so carelessly left lying on the tables. It irritated him to no end. Couldn’t they clean up after themselves?More Like This
Meanwhile, Stephano, Gonzales, Piggeh, Jennifer and Mayo were struggling to stay quiet as they shuffled around the library, pulling out books and placing them in the wrong spots, knowing it would irritate their friend to no end. Mr Chair continued to shuffle around, placing books back in their places as the other tore them out and placed them on the floor. Mayo withdrew a book but tripped over one of the other set down ones, making him drop it. The air grew tense as the book slammed onto the floor. It was then that they knew they were dead men walking.
As the book slammed to the floor, Mr Chair’s head snapped to the general direction, seeing five petrified people look back at him. He took one step and they bolted off into the ma
The Forgotten BrotherStephano do this. Stephano do that. Stephano help me. They're always calling but never for me.More Like This
"Hey Stephano" Jennifer greets. I sigh.
"I'm not Stephano" I reply. She looks at me with a confused face for a moment.
"Oh! Gonzales, Sorry" She said hurriedly before launching into idle chit chat, her real conversation supposed to be with my Brother. Stephano soon arrives and she excuses herself to run off to his side, telling him something and he smiles as they walk along. I'm left alone again.
I sit in the library, head in my hands as I thought quietly to myself. I spy Mr Chair looking at me, confusion on his face but I'm silent, curiousity gripping me.
"Gonzales?" He asks me, uncertain of his choice. I look up, slight smile on my face as I wave at him.
"Hey" I greet but my voice shows my true emotion. Mr Chair frowns, disappearing into the stacks of books before returning, sliding it across the table. I look at it and smile again.
"It's good" Mr Chair tells me before vanishing again. I pu
A Picture He Did Not Take-Bzzzzt-More Like This
The sound of a phone vibrating woke him, making sleepy eyes crack open and clumsily skim over to the glowing device.
“What do you want?” Cry asked with a slurred voice as he grabbed his mobile, pressing a button to unlock it. The bright light burned his eyes, making him squint as he tried to read the text message on his screen.
“Have you seen the stream?” It read. Cry’s eyes trailed, seeing it was Snake who had texted him. That made his eyes widen. He forced his sleepy form out of bed and dragged his feet over to the computer chair, hastily pressing the power button. His computer slowly whirred to life, much too slow to his liking but he could not speed it up. After what seemed like a long eternity, it loaded and Cry opened the internet browser as fast as he could, hastily slamming in the twitch address for his channel. It loaded slowly and he almost screamed, grabbing his phone and looking at the text message. Snake’s message sat open, maki
A Midnight Snack“No... No please”More Like This
Cry’s eyes were wide as he stared ahead at the person hidden in the darkness, the faint outline of their silhouette just contrasting with the thin strands of light that streamed in through the window.
“Please, please don’t” His voice was pleading as he watched the silhouette grin at him. Cry’s nerves spiked, sending goosebumps along his skin as his body slowly trembled. “I’m begging you, please don’t do this”
“But I want to” Came the reply, smooth and calm. Cry shook his head, feeling his eyes begin to water as well.
“Please” He begged.
“Too late” Came the reply. Cry’s eyes widened and his mouth opened to protest but it was too late. His brother’s hand clasped around the fridge door, opening it and letting the light flood the dark area. Cry winced but kept his gaze on the other as he reached in, grabbing the last chocolate milk and quickly opening it, taki
ActorsThe frantic snapping of camera shutters and loud, garbled shouts from journalists attempting to ask some asinine question filled his ears as he tried to gently push his way past the hundreds of fans that blocked his way. Their screams only added to the pounding headache that was slowly forming but he forced his lips to curl into a smile as he spoke frantic apologies, promising to come back another time and attempt to sign whatever objects they held out to him. At his denial of signing, they leaned forward and threatened to spill over the barricade, urging two large security guard to quickly rush over, trapping the Swedish man between them. It was uncomfortable, yes but he knew it was safer than braving the wall of girls who would kill to even touch the man. He gave them all a polite wave from his hiding place, making the crowd roar with a mix of screams and whoops. It hurt his ears but he forced himself to remain silent about it as his bodyguards escorted him to his car, helping him inMore Like This
The Gamers of YouTube Book One Chapter oneChapter one: Where are we?More Like This
It was black, pitch black, that was all I saw. "Hello?" I asked… no answer until a door opened.
"Did you wake up? Mr. Felix?" a voice said.
"How do you know my name?" I ask the voice, when a candle is lit.
"Hi there I'm Tobuscus!" he said, walking over to help me. the name struck me strangely and I knew he could see the confused look on my face.
"Just kidding my real name is Toby." He restated. As he lit more candles I could see his features dark curly hair with sideburns he was wearing a green t-shirt that read Tobuscus.
"Well Mr. Toby where are we? And once again how do you know my name?" I question him with a shrug he answers
"A man named uh… Cry is what I think he prefers to be called told Me." my eyes got wide in the sound of his name a name I could never forget Cry's name.
"And where is Cry?" I ask
"So you know him?" he answers a question with another one
"Yes, I know him we made YouTube co-op videos together." I a
Robotics (Android!Hoodie x Reader): Chapter 1(Author's Note: There's a prologue to this story, I suggest you read it because you'd be missing out on a big part of the story if you don't!)More Like This
It’s really dead isn’t it?
I’m staring at the creature, I can’t help it, but it still doesn’t move. What is it anyway…? Turning away, I cover my mouth with my hand, trying to swallow the bile that is rising in my throat. What ever it is, it is most definitely dead.
Looking back at the mangled, mechanical creature, I am suddenly reminded that dead bird I found when I was a kid. I had seen it flying towards the window before I heard the dull thump of its body hitting the glass. Crying out, I ran down the stairs and out the door, much to my parents confusion, and I found the poor animal lying there on the ground. I knew it was dying, and being the little girl I was, I wanted to comfort it in it’s la
My dear illusionWhen I was littleMore Like This
I used to play alone at home
To have fun I would go to mommy’s closet
And pretend to be a grown, important person
Loved by everyone and making my family proud of me
I kept dreaming hopefully
With my starry eyed way of thinking
Like the little girl I was
But reality struck me down like gravity
Please don’t disappear, my dear illusion
You are the world I built to make the pain go away
I hate this horrible grown-ups world
I rather sleep eternally and never wake up
Than live in this hell
Destiny threw me too early in the real world
I saw the twisted side of everyone I know
Ever since I felt alone but never told anyone
I hid behind lies made to protect my façade
Even in school I was an outcast
I was called everything, pushed around
But never got justice
Having friends only in my mind
But inside I knew the loneliness was still there
Please don’t disappear my dear illusion
You are the world I built to make the
The ZombotverseThis AU is a very different reality. Joel, Sonny and Daft Punk were never insanely famous musicians and have completely different backstories. The world is also a lot more miserable.More Like This
DEADMAU5 : JOEL ZIMMERMAN
Young electronic music producer and victim of an unfortunate car accident early in his career (Think Ghost 'N Stuff MV, but with a lot more blood) that left severe damage to 95% of his skull. As a means to save his life, he had to have his skull permanently replaced with an experimental prosthetic head. Over the years, he made his own upgrades to the spherical prosthetic, adding ears, LED display and numerous others and gave himself the name of deadmau5. "dead" referring to his near-death experience and "mau5" for his association to himself as ultimately a lab rat. Lives with Sonny and 2 cats, Miss Nyan, a fortunate survivor of the horrible disasters that screwed the world over and Meowingtons 3.0, a cyborg cat rescued from the rubble.
SKRILEX : SONNY MOO
I can do it myself“Hey” Cry called as he looked over to Felix, seeing him struggle to mix the cake batter in the bowl, large spoon in both his arms as he balanced on the edge of the bowl. “Need help?More Like This
“I can do it myself” Felix replied with a cocky grin. Cry smiled and leaned on the bench as he watched Felix mix away. It made a small pain in his chest. Felix was becoming more independent and while he was glad Felix was taking care of himself, it hurt to know that Felix didn’t need him to help.
“Sure?” Cry asked. Felix nodded.
“I can do it myself”
Felix yawned as he sat in the crook of the couch where the arm meets the back, curling up as he watched the television idly. Cry peered over, mouth curling into a slight smile as he watched Felix’s eyes slowly close.
“Want me to take you to bed?” He asked, leaning on the couch arm and smiling fondly at Felix.
“I can do it myself” Came the sleepy mumble from the Swede as he
A Fluffy FriendThe gentle meowing sound woke Felix easily. He rubbed his eyes and looked around the dim room. It was raining outside and his foggy mind craved rest. He felt himself about to cave when the meowing sound came again. It snapped the sleep from him and he moved slightly, causing Cry’s hand to slip off and rest against him. Felix sighed in relief and quietly climbed off, making sure not to wake Cry as he did. As soon as he touched the floor, Cry rolled over, snuggling into the couch. Felix ignored it though as he padded over to the door, hearing the strange meowing sound coming from it again. What was it?More Like This
Climbing carefully and with as little noise as he could, Felix clambered to the door handle, unlocking it and opening it. It creaked open slightly, letting in the soft pitter patter of rain. Cry grumbled and rolled over while Felix tensed, fearing he would be in trouble for what he was doing. Climbing down to the floor, he moved the door open slightly, stepping out onto the step and
A Secret Little Virus - 12“FELIX” Cry screamed, lights flashing and alarms blaring like that day. Felix spun, looking to Marzia.More Like This
“Get out!” He yelled. Marzia complied quickly, running out the door and away. Where, she did not know. She just knew she couldn’t be there. There was nothing she could do to fix the situation the way it was.
“Cry, listen, hey it’s okay” Felix said, placing a hand on the screen. Cry continued to scream, clutching at his hair but Felix remained calm, whispering sweet things that he knew Cry would have to be quiet for to hear. The alarms soon quieted but the lights flashed quickly. Felix just nodded, resting his head against the screen.
“I’m just scared... The images won’t go away” Pictures of the room Cry had and images of the first few days when he had been alone flashed all over the room.
“I know, but I’m here now so It’s all okay” Felix told him. The lights slowed and soon fe
A Secret Little Virus - 11He had just been laughing. Joking. Toying around. Headphones in place and microphone recording all his words and noises. But then his computer had begun to whir. He didn’t take notice at first, just thinking it was slightly overheating. But then the noise spread. It engulfed the room. The speakers. Every piece of computer based technology whirred and the room grew hot. He panicked, screaming into his mic as it grew warmer in the room. He didn’t even get time to scream as the room was engulfed in a blinding white. His body felt like it was nothing as the warmth engulfed him, burning away at his form. It just ached and he wanted to scream.More Like This
He opened his eyes without effort and looked around. His mind was foggy and full of confusion. The area he was in was a bright blue void, empty except for himself.
“What...” White numbers danced in his vision as he turned around. His eyes widened and breath caught in his throat. That... was his room. There were strange men wa
A Secret Little Virus - 5“Do you trust her?” Felix asked. The screens crackled to life with various information, videos and pictures. Things Cry usually displayed when he knew Felix was unsure.More Like This
“I... trust her a little” Cry said. “She is afraid of us. I know that. She is scared of us”
“They all are” Felix replied, “Everyone’s scared of us” The smaller boy looked down at his feet and Cry frowned. The speakers sparked to life with old videos, lighting up across all screens. A particular sentence stuck out and Felix chuckled, finding his mouth moving along with the words.
“Hello and welcome to Cry plays-” The intro cut out and it continued with random sound clips, jokes and giggles that soon made Felix chuckle himself. Gentle electric shocks sparked from the tiny gaps in the console, leaping from the circuits and gently tracing across his skin. He giggled and ended up falling over onto the console. Electricity gently graze
A Secret Little VirusI’ve got a secret.More Like This
Two in fact.
Promise not to tell?
Well... You know one of them.
It’s me. I’m not the tallest person ever.
Quite the opposite in fact.
At a mere three inches, we have me.
But that’s only one secret.
The other one comes in two parts.
One - Where I live.
It’s a big place, computer screens everywhere.
It’s always coated in blue light and it looks so beautiful...
Two - Who I live with.
He’s a strange thing.
We haven’t know eachother long
We’ve both suffered things.
His is almost as bad as mine.
Pure electric shock.
His body was evaporated.
His mind and soul however...
That’s what’s living with me.
In the screens.
He’s like a virus.
He’s everywhere and yet, nowhere at all.
You probably know him too.
His name is Cry.
A Secret Little Virus - 1Felix moved within the shadows, his steps light as a feather and speed like lightning. A tiny usb dangled from his belt like always, clicking silently against his legs as he moved. Scrambling along the gutters and pressed against buildings, his eyes scanned for something he could salvage for a meal yet all he spied were empty wrappers and other things he cared to not name.More Like This
“There’s nothing” He hissed quietly as he kept moving along. A gentle electric zap shocked him from the usb, making him sigh. “I’ll be careful” His voice was softer in tone as he whispered his reply before running towards one of the supermarkets.
A tiny usb port sat right near the bottom and Felix moved right for it, skidding to a stop without being spotted by anyone. He slammed the usb in and ran through the doors quickly just as all the lights went out. People screamed and argued as the sounds of attempting to correct the power revealed nothing.
“The switches are jammed!
Lullaby For A Statue .:A PewDiePie Parody:.Fate has been cruel and order unkindMore Like This
How can I have sent you away?
The blame was my own; the punishment, yours
The harmony's silent today
But into the stillness I'll bring you a song
And I will your company keep
Till your tired eyes and my lullabies
Have carried you softly to sleep
Once did a stallion who shone like pure gold
Look out on his bros and sigh
He smiled and said, "Surely, there is no pony
So lovely and so well beloved as I"
So great was his strength and so brilliant his glory
That long was the shadow he cast
Which fell dark upon the twin brother he loved
And grew only darker as days and nights passed
Lullay silver stallion, goodnight brother mine
And rest now in moonlight's embrace
Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth
Through cloud, and through sky, and through space
Carry the peace and the coolness of night
And carry my sorrow in kind
Gonzales, you're loved so much more than you know
Forgive me for being so blind
Soon did that stallion take notice that others
Did not giv
When I'm Gone The cold breeze slid under my door, dispersing throughout the room. It seemed to freeze everything it touched. It was late and these cold temperatures weren't new. But tonight it felt different. It was colder that usual. I stared in front of my face, watching my breath as it faded into the air. As we sat there talking, the stone wall sent a shiver down our backs. "You knew it was gonna happen. We all did." Mr.Chair's beret fell forward on his head slightly as he glanced to me over the rims of his glasses.More Like This
"Yeah but... I didn't think so soon." I couldn't understand and didn't know how to respond. Mr.Chair stretched his arm over my shoulder and gave a small hug. My brothers' words floated inside my head. He made it sound like it wouldn't be a big deal.
"At least he knew it was coming." Mr.Chair continued to offer his weak perspective.
"Yeah..." His words didn't sink in.
"It wasn't fair." My fists clenched and I dropped my head, rage building within me. A few st
5. It All Started With...It All Started With...More Like This
Today was the day they had left the hospital, Ian still had that sickly cough and Anthony was still scarred from what had happened before. Now thought, they just stood in front of their house, staring at it from a distance as if it were evil- there were absolutely no signs of what had happened, no broken window, no dead body, nothing.
It was all normal.
“...Anthony, I don't mean to sound like a pussy but...I honestly don't want to go back in there, I'm kind of scared.” Whispered the ill brunette.
That was all it took for Anthony to say, “It's alright Ian, I won't make you go in there. We can go chill at a hotel or something for a while, alright?”
“But I don't have money.”
“It's alright, I always keep my wallet.” Murmured Anthony, glancing wearily at the car, “Come on, we're walking.”
Ian looked over in confusion, “Why don't we just take the bus?”
“I just have
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It's been four weeks. Ian hasn't woken up from that coma he was in; Anthony forced himself to stay with the other every step of the way- he swore he could feel his sanity draining away with every day he sat there and watched his nearly dead friend. His companion.
"Come on, Ian..." He whispered, "Wake up already- you can't give up so fucking easily!" It was tough for him, having to endure lonely days and nights with no one to talk to or even smile at. He could barely even give his own girlfriend a real smile, everything seemed so dull now, everything faded since Ian began to slip away.
Unbearable. Life without the other man would be just that: unbearable. Anthony couldn't picture himself in a world without his best friend, smosh, or all their happy adventures. Now that he thought about it...smosh has been losing it's subscribers recently; he can't scroll through the comments anymore- everyone was completely against them. Most were demanding more episodes w
3. It All Started With...It All Started With...More Like This
Another week passed without incident, everything was calm, they got their videos done nicely, and it was as if nothing could go wrong anymore. Ian was recovering nicely, although he seemed to be having reoccurring nightmares every night, but it wasn't that bad, and he quickly adjusted.
"Hey, Anthony- what's for breakfast today?" He asked, smiling like an idiot at the table, slight bags under his eyes from being unable to sleep through a night without waking up screaming and crying from some unknown dream- all he knew was the feeling of terror it induced upon him.
Giving a wistful look at the other, "...Oh you know, just some eggs and bacon, your usual breakfast, hm?" He chuckled, feeling an enormous sadness overwhelm him at seeing his friend be so...dead.
"Sounds great!" Cheered Ian, trying to act like nothing was wrong, although he definitely felt the effects, both mentally and physically. His eyes were a very slight red at the corners, almost like the
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"Hey, Ian..." Started Anthony, body sprawled over a black desk chair, eyes staring up at the ceiling in boredom, "...I'm fuckin' bored. What the hell can we do?" He asked tiresomely before looking out the sliding door int the dark outside of the night sky.
Shrugging, the shorter of the two spoke tediously, "...I dunno...you wanna play a game?" Ian suggested, standing from the couch and heading towards the xbox they shared and played on whenever they were at a complete loss on what to do for entertainment.
"We should make an Ian is bored right now. That's how bored I am. Or maybe make up a dinner with smosh or something." Groaned the agitated Mexican, closing his eyes for a minute, feeling the effects of drowsiness from not being able to do anything at the moment.
"A dinner with smosh at midnight?" Chuckled Ian, "Why the hell aren't we sleeping if we're so bored?"
Anthony shrugged, "I'm not really...in the mood to sleep- I feel like actually doing some
Follow MeIt was kind of a fact that Ian Hecox liked attention. Ok loved attention. Sometimes he even went to drastic measures to obtain it by doing stupid things to make people laugh. He used to be a shy child, then he met another shy boy in school, and when they were together, their shyness was canceled out. They played together at recess, just the two of them giving each other their full attention.More Like This
When they were in high school and Anthony got a car, Ian would bum rides off him like the moocher he seemed to be. And even if Anthony groaned and complained over it, he secretly liked taking Ian to school in the morning. And when they had classes together, they became close friends when they shared similar interests and soon their friendship hit the best friend level. They hung out at each other’s houses every week for several hours, abandoning important homework to goof off and do stupid things.
Anthony liked the way Ian followed him around, happily walking along his side and enjoyin
FlowersIt was that time of the year again. April 12th was the day. And like always it was a beautiful, clear, warm, and sunny day. Not a cloud was in the sky to dampen the wonderful day. Anthony was driving from the flower shop, having to go to a specific store in Sacramento because the type of flowers he got weren’t at the grocery store. It was a fifteen minute trip from his house to the store, and on that day Anthony always had a soft smile on his young, handsome face. That day always made him think back to the first April 12th since that wonderful day happened. To Ian and Anthony’s one-year anniversary.More Like This
They were both seventeen, and both of them had never dated a guy before, let alone each other. Just spending time together after they began dating felt like a privilege that they never took for granted. Ian and Anthony felt kind of awkward on the gift-giving on their anniversary. What did you give your boyfriend? Chocolates? Girls were supposed to be given flowers, but they were