Crankiplier Trash

Summary

Womp blonked plippowed power rangers

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
13
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Sleepover Pt.1

POV (this is the first year he moved to LA)(He also doesn't have a girlfriend in this)

I was filming an video for my channel. I was playing some Fnaf fangame. It was pretty good? It needed some work, but I'm hardly a critique.

It took me 30 minutes to finish recording, so I took a break before editing and posting it. I check my phone and see that I got a text from Mark. Because of the fact he rarely texts me unless for a video, I click the notification and see what he has to say.

"Hey Ethan! I'm hosting another charity stream this weekend! It going to be long like all streams, so bring a bag to sleep over. Let me know if your coming!"

The offer was unexpected but it's not like I have anything going on this weekend either, so I'll record another video today then get ready to go to Mark's.

"Okay, I'll see you tommorow."

"Great!"

I finished editing the Fnaf video and started recording the second one.

During that time, thoughts went through my head about what Mark had in store for me and Tyler.

*Time Skip brought by Reeses Puffs*

Today is the day we prep for the Live stream.

I called an uber and drove to a Starbucks near Mark's house. It would be unsafe to give out his home address to anyone.

I walked the rest of the way to Mark's house, but sit before buying coffee for me, Tyler, Mark, and Amy. When I knocked on the door, I could hear faint chaos behind the door. Any opened the door. I smiled at her.

"Hi, Amy."

"Hey Ethan! What are you doing here?"

"Mark invited me for the Livestream."

"Oh, that's right. Come in."

"I got you coffee."

"Oh thank you! You didn't have to do that haha."

Amy steps out of the door way with the coffee I gave her in hand. She takes a sip and smiles at me.

"How did you know my order?"

"I guessed. I'm glad you like it."

I walk down the hallway and look into the living room. It's empty. I walk into the kitchen. That's empty too.

He must be in his room.

I place my bag down in the living room before walking up the stairs. I knock on Mark's bedroom door with my elbow , sipping on my own coffee with one hand and holding Mark's in the other.

"Mark?" I say loudly out side his door.

He's either sleeping or ignoring me.

I try to open the door and it opens, being unlocked. I see mark sitting on his bed listening to music. He was shirtless. This didnt bother me, because I've seen his chest before. I say his name louder and he finally turn his head.

He pulls off his headphones and his eyes adjust to the light. He must be just woken up.

"Ethan?! Dude, get out!"

"Wait, Mark-"

He lightly pushed me out of his room and slammed the door in front of me. I tripped over my feet as he pushed me out and I spilled my coffee all over myself. I managed to not spill Mark and Tyler's coffee, and luckily none of my coffee spilled onto the carpet. I could feel the got beverage soak into my skin and start to burn.

"Ow, fuuuuuuuck!" I painfully whispered.

Mark opened the door wearing a shirt.

"What's up, Ethan?"

He looked at my clothes.

"*ow* I got you *fuck* coffee!"

I laughed during my painful jumping around. I got Mark's cup out of the holder and gave it to him quickly before running down stairs and taking off my shirt. I got the hoodie from my bag and slipped it on. I replaced my coffee pants with my extra pants. The only problem was I didn't bring another pair of boxers. I'll be fine with these. They'll just be uncomfortable for a while.

"ETHAN! ARE YOU OKAY?!" Mark yelled coming down the stairs.

I zipped up my fly as he came into the room.

"Dude, I am so sorry." He apologize.

"No, you're fine. It's my fault for walking into your room. Where's Tyler?"

"Oh, he's coming tommorow. I thought you were too."

"But you said today was prep day."

"Why would you be here for prep day?"

"I usually help out with the boom setup, sorry, I thought you meant to me to be here. I'll go."

I started to walk away when I heard Amy say,

"No, you should stay. Mark would love the company."

Mark looked at Amy confused.

"I would?"

Amy pulled Mark aside and had a private conversation with him. I sat on the edge of the couch and sipped the coffee that was supposed to be Tyler's.

Amy and Mark came back shortly from their short conversation and Mark spoke.

"You should stay. It would be a waste for you to bring a bag and buy us all coffee of we were a good host to you, so we can do a collab on my channel as a video."

I guess he was really sorry about spilling coffee on me. That's ok though. I find collabs with Mark to be fun.

He led me to his office and I pulled up and extra chair to his monitor.

"You don't have to do this, you know. I can just go home and come back tommorow." I assured.

"No, that would be rude. And I need to upload something anyway. What kind of game should we play?"

I smiled and daringly said horror.

"Okay, hotshot. You better not hug me when you get scared." He chuckled. I scoffed.

Mark pulled up an unfamiliar game on his monitor and turned on his camera. Once we confirmed it was recording, he did his intro. He asks me to do mine, but I refused, knowing he would make fun of me.

*To be continued*