- Hey, I found something! - Bijuu called Eleven.
He came closer. There was a wooden cottage between the trees. The windows were barricaded, but the building itself seemed fine, aside from the horror-like appearance.
- Yeeeeeah... No. It looks like something from a horror movie. I remember this one game, "Power Drill Massacre" or something...
- Eleven, please... It's 7:09 PM. It's getting dark and we have to stay somewhere for the night. I think going inside is better than staying here, right? I don't want to be found by that dude with a ruler...
- Eh... - he sighed. - You have a point... Fine, but if I see something I don't like, I'm getting the fuck out of here, K?
- Allright...
YouTubers came inside and looked around.
- Crap, that's a lot of dust.
- Yeah, seriously - Bijuu swept the dust from a table. - This place is abandoned. I guess that's fine.
- Hey, don't be so confident... Wait... Shit, I'm a dumbass... - Eleven facepalmed. - How can you understand me if I'm not speaking English?
Green-haired guy looked at him.
- You're not?
- Eee... No? Not now at least. And I understand as if you spoke Polish. You're not speaking English for me, but... you're speaking English? I don't know, my brain can't understand it!
- Okay, that's weird... Maybe... let's ignore that for now. By the way, I think we're safe here. I don't see anything weird... well, just that - Bijuu pointed at a drawing on the wall, which made the blondie smile.
- Penis <3
- But what's it doing here? No one was here for a long time and I don't think anyone would draw some balls on the wall!
- How should I know? But that's a good sign! There are no demons here - if they were, there would be blood and weird words written everywhere. We can stay here.
- Wow, I didn't have to persuade you... Okay, let's go to sleep!
*
It was almost 8 PM. They were preparing to go to sleep, using their spare clothes as pillows. Eleven took Plush Foxy out of his backpack while Bijuu hugged his weird, green plushie.
- What's that? - asked Eleven.
- Ah, that's my mascot, Scrub-chan - he explained. - It's my channel's logo. And you have the Foxy?
- Mhm... Actually I have no idea why I packed him...
- Yeah... Sometimes we do stuff like this. Maybe it's important to you or something.
- Maybe... Crap... I'm exhausted. Let's talk tomorrow, ok?
- Sure, fine.
*
*breaking sound*
- AAAAAAAAAAA FUCK!!! - Eleven yelled while standing up.
- What the fudge is going on?! - Bijuu joined him.
- You heard that, didn't you?
- Fuck, what was that? - they heard somewhere far away.
- A branch... I guess... Stop panicking - another voice joined.
Eleven and Bijuu looked at each other. Eleven could only say one thing at that moment:
- FUCK MY LIFE.
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RandomTRANSLATION OF MY ORIGINAL BOOK! If there are some errors, let me know - this is not my first language! Almost everyone knows that some YouTubers have dark, "demonic" versions of themselves... And what if I tell you that every human has one? In this...