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PewDiePie fanfic Chap. 3I ran until I was out of the corridor and a safe distance away. Panting, I wiped my forehead and frowned, remembering my missing companions. "Damn it!"
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I entered another room, thankful to find it clear and somewhat lit by a few candles. I opened a few drawers and put away from labadununum and sanity potion. I was about to examine the wardrobe when a voice that filled me with relief called out "Pewdie!"
I turned and smiled at the approaching figure. "Mr. Chair!"
Said former chair approached, panting heavily.
"Where did you guys go!" I exclaimed, keeping my voice down.
"While you were talking with Barrel, something knocked out me, Stephano and Piggeh. I don't know where Stephano and Piggeh are."
I sighed and said "Well, I'm gonna check this wardrobe and we'll go search for them."
I threw open the wardrobe doors and something flew out and hit me. I screamed, pushed whatever it was off and stumbled to Mr. Chair's side.
I turned around and groaned when I saw what it was, laughing a little a
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“Go on, get ready.”
As of yet, Mr. Chair was pushing Felix back into his room, shooing him away from the rest. He needed more movable clothes, and according to his bro, they were hidden in his closet. But, even though Felix would admit that the linen shirt wasn’t pliable in the slightest, he still didn’t want to change. He was either convinced he liked his shirt more than any other, or he was just plain old too lazy to change.
Mr. Chair huffed at Felix’s doorframe, trapping him in. “Now I don’t want to see you in the same clothes. In tight spaces, how easily you move in your clothes can mean the difference between life and death. And we would prefer you alive, Pewdie.”
He then shut the door. Felix didn’t hear footsteps going away.
The gamer sighed and decided to rummage through his closet at the corner of the room, figuring that there were no poofers or teleporting naked guys in there. Obviously, they wouldn’t be in such a hea