The squad arrived at Ian's house. They all stared at his spooky spiral staircase for a while before shuddering and going to the door.
"I am going to kick his..." Courtney trailed off as the door creaked open slightly. The sound of a vacuum filled the house as well as running water, loud thumps and screams of terror and agony.
"What the fu(bleep)...?" Keith whispered. The rest of them shushed him. They slowly walked in, wincing at every little noise they made. The house was pitch black. Well, not quite, but it was close.
"...Ian...?" Courtney called cautiously. The rest of the squad held their breath.
Courtney bravely took a step in. Then she screamed as something grabbed her from behind. Something LARGE.
The rest of the squad screamed. "Courtney?!" Shayne was the one to take out his phone and get his flashlight. But for some reason his phone wasn't working. Instead it was only flashing a creepy sun emoji at him...
Courtney kicked the figure behind her who responded with "Ow! Hey! Court, stop! Stop!" Courtney turned around to see Ian's glasses reflecting light from the outside.
"Ian?!" She gasped. "What is going on?!"
"Shh!" He yelped. "I don't have much time! He knows you're here, you need to get out of here!" He suddenly groaned.
"Ian what the fu(bleep) is going on?!" She whispered.
"GET OUT OF HERE!" He shoved her away, and she stumbled through the darkness and ran into Shayne, who screamed.
"Shayne!" Courtney yelped.
"Oh my god, what happened?! What was that?!" Shayne screamed.
"It's Ian! Something's going on... he said someone knows we're here and we need to leave."
Shayne grabbed her hand and pulled her to where the rest of the squad was. "I'm going to search for the light switch," he volunteered, his voice quivering.
Damien opened the door more and pointed across the room. "There!" He beat Shayne to it by racing across the room, dodging the dark like some sort of anime character and flicked the switch. "Yes!" He smiled, satisfied. His smile disappeared when he saw the rest of the squad's faces. Their eyes were practically bugged out of their heads. They slowly backed up.
"What the fu(bleep) is that thing?!" Shayne whisper-screamed.
"Damien..." Noah started, "run. Don't turn around."
Olivia huddled close to Keith.
Damien of course turned around, and came face to face with a tall person with an emoji as a face. The dark sunglasses reflected Damien's face, and the figure's black smile seemed to almost stretch wider.
Before Damien could scream, Ian hobbled over. "Leave them alone!" He gasped. "I got the text, they didn't."
The creepy emoji glanced over at the rest of the squad and then back at Ian's desperate yet determined face.
The rest of the squad couldn't even stare at the emoji. Their eyes were all fixed on Ian's enormous stomach.
"Just give me five minutes to explain," Ian begged, "then you can work me for the rest of my life."
The emoji growled and exited the room. Ian exhaled and flopped down on his extremely clean couch. "Please don't track anything in," he groaned.
They ignored his comment and scampered over to him like mice.
"Ian... what? Who...?" Noah asked.
Ian just sighed.
Courtney paced in front of the couch, her hands to her head. "Ian, we figured it out, we all had horrible nights and mornings and it was all-"
"-I know, from our own content." Ian interrupted, then winced. He shifted his position and nodded his head towards where the terrifying emoji went. "That emoji's from a series of videos, including Molester Moon, Sexual Sun and..." he swallowed, "the Business Boy emoji. I figured out that the content was coming to life. But what I don't understand is this." He grabbed at his belly in exasperation.
Shayne stared at Ian. He looked pathetic. "You did a video with Anthony... you thought you were pregnant..." Shayne shook his head. "But you weren't actually pregnant! You were just fat!"
Keith rolled his eyes. "Yeah, Anthony's sister Antoinette or somethin' like that dumped you."
Ian shrugged innocently. "What? It was funny to us and a lot of people."
Olivia sat down next to Ian. "So are you actually pregnant??"
"Of course he's not actually pregnant," Noah said confidently.
"Actually, everything hurts. And I have no idea. I could be. I just wanna die." Ian said weakly.
"You do look really pale," Damien noticed.
Ian threw up. "No! Now he'll make me clean that up!" he cried.
Shayne grabbed Ian by his shoulders. "You need to get to a hospital. Or something. And you can't do that with him watching your every move. You know what you need to do."
"What?" Ian asked.
"You need to send the Business Boy three times to someone else."
"No! It's dangerous! No one can handle it!" Ian cried. He literally started sobbing right there. "It can contact Molester Moon! It'll come back! It'll work people to death!"
"Dude you need to give it up," Courtney pleaded with him.
"Just send it to one of the other emojis," Damien suggested.
Ian started to protest, but thought about it. "I have all of their numbers. It might work..." He looked over to Olivia. "My phone's on the counter."
Normally she'd think Ian was just being a lazy bi(bloop) so she'd refuse and tease him, but she quickly got it for him.
The squad waited patiently.
Ian's trembling fingers finally sent Business Boy three times to the Sexual Sun. He stood up, ready to run. Everyone held their breath. Eventually, the nicely-dressed emoji hissed at them and angrily exited the house. Right after the emoji left, Ian flopped back down on the couch. All the color drained out of his face while he was standing. "I don't think I can walk," he whimpered.
Suddenly, all of their phones buzzed, including Ian's. They all pulled them out to see one single text message. Three creepy moons grinned back at all of them.
"Oh no," Ian said weakly.
Keith blinked at it. "Is this the... the..."
"...Molester Moon?" Shayne finished his question with a quivering voice.
Courtney turned off her phone and gave a shaky breath. "We can't worry about this now," she tried to sound leader-like, "I really don't want to lose one of my best friends. We need to figure out how this happened and how we can stop it."
"Courtney's right," Shayne said unconvincingly.
Noah freaked out. "So now we have a molester after us because we're in Smosh? Why did you have to make stupid videos like that?!"
"Because they had no idea their stupid ideas would come to life!" Olivia defended Ian.
"Thanks." Ian said sarcastically.
Courtney helped Ian up and let him lean on her. "Let's get out of here. We need to figure out what the fu(bleep) is going on."
Damien looked from his phone to Courtney. "But... we have no idea how this could have happened! How could all of our creations come to life in the span of one night?" He added, "And we still don't know what else could be out there."
"What better way to find out then to go find them outside?" Keith suggested.
"Does anyone have an idea how this might have happened?" Shayne sighed. "Like sure, we can get Ian to a hospital, but how the fu(bleep) are we supposed to figure out what caused this?"
Ian broke into tears. His phone dropped to the ground.
"Dude, why are you crying?" Keith asked, annoyed.
"Business Boy," He blubbered. "It's gonna be back and if I try to run then it'll send Sexual Sun! I DON'T WANNA GET WORKED TO DEATH OR GET 'SEXED UP'!"
"Who even says that? It's only said in that one song in the nineteen-" Damien started.
"No! DON'T SING IT!" Ian shrieked.
"Wait." Damien said suddenly. "Do you think... do you remember that sketch..."
"What sketch?!" Shayne asked angrily.
"The 'Wish a Dream' or whatever. Those guys actually exist!"
"They do?!" Shayne and Courtney asked in unison. They exchanged glances.
"That was the one where my character got peanut butter spat into his mouth by Ian's character," Shayne chuckled at the memory. "But they actually are a real thing?"
"Yeah, but they only grant wishes for people who have been going through rough times." Damien sighed. "None of us are that bad off, are we?"
They all looked over at Ian.
"Okay, but even if we could, what would they know about what's going on? And we probably couldn't wish for everything to go away," Noah said. He looked over at Damien. "How'd you come up with Wish a Dream anyway?"
"We we're talking about sketches, and that one came up. Oh! It's also because I know these things," Damien said dramatically, doing an anime pose. Noah rolled his eyes. "Oh, it's just a hunch," Damien said.
They all stood around on the silence for a little bit.
"We should get going." Olivia said.
"Yeah." They all said.