(Hmm.. let's see if Instagram's gonna feel the same towards Twitter, shall we?)

3rd person POV

Twitter was sat down by her desk, which she rarely used, playing with a pencil. She was just making it roll up and down, and it actually was quite satisfying.

She looked at her IPad, and someone had been wanting made an account. She had to send the verification email first.

"Ugh... why did I make my app like that.." Twitter sighed, as she sent a random bunch of numbers to an email address.

The user got it right, then made an account. Her work was done. "I feel dead inside. Why am I so tired?!?" She asked herself, as she leaned back in her chair, making it creak.

She turned around to her bed. It was still wet from her tears.

Twitter was really mad, and pretty sad as well.

She slammed her fist on the desk with frustration, making it wobble a bit. "Why?!? Just.. why?!? Why am I so mad?" She yelled, getting quieter as she finish the sentence. She leaned her head in her desk, as another tear rolled down her cheek.

YouTube's POV

I sat down on my bed in confusion. What just.. happened? Did PornHub just come into my house randomly? Illegally? Because he wanted to? Man.. dad really got mad.. it was weird to watch him.

I heard him coming up the stairs, but then I think he went back down again. I went out my room and saw YT kids stepping out in awe. "Big bro.. what happened? Was he sh..shouting at you?" He asked me, and I could see he was shaking.

I went to him, kneeled down to his hight and hugged him. "No. It was someone else.." I comforted. I could feel a wet tear on my back.

I don't blame him for crying, really. Yeah, he's a young kid, he gets triggered easily.. but to see our father do something we never thought he would.. and never thought he COULD...

It's kinda heart-breaking, really. It just isn't him.

Instagram's POV

I got into my car and drove off. What did I ever do wrong? Is it my fault Twitter's mad?

Am I the one who caused all this? I couldn't have been..

Wait. I could have been. The selfie.

God fucking dammit! I fucking hate myself now!! I sent that stupid selfie, and they stupid message to YT, which was the cause of this!!

I mean, the text thing was just an invite. He accepted it. So like... it was kinda his decision to come??

I saw the sunset in the distance, the clouds and sky all shining a peach-pink sort of colour.

Man today felt like a really long day. Longer than it actually was, that's a definite.

•••

I got to my house and parked my car. I hope PornHub didn't cause too much of a mess whilst he was up there... and he came in with his shoes on! Ugh.. more mess to clean up..

Hey, at least YT was alright. I think...

He didn't seem too bothered with what happened. For some reason. Or maybe he was acting natural so we wouldn't worry too much?

That's it!! He probably acted like he was fine so we wouldn't worry so much! That's wrong! He might be in a lot of pain now!!

I have to go see if he's alright!!

3rd person POV

Instagram got into her car, then drove off the YouTube's house.

•••

Meanwhile, Google was sat down on the sofa, thinking deeply. He just wanted to get rid of PornHub! Like.. forever!

Then came Insta's knock on the door.

"I swear to god if that fucking app came back, I'm gonna literally slam the door shut on his face.." G threatened.

He opened the door to a surprise. "Oh! Instagram," he said.
"Oh, erm, hey Google. Is YT okay?" She asked.
Google nodded. "I was wondering where you were... go see him, he's in his room."

"Ok, thanks," Insta thanked, as she rushed upstairs.

She saw YT kid's door shut, but YouTube's open. "YouTube!!" She exclaimed, as she ran over to the door. He was laid down on his bed. "YouTube! Are you ok? I'm so sorry we didn't come, I think we've had a little br-"
"No, it's fine. Really. PHub's gone," YT interrupted.

"Oh thank god. But erm... me and Twitter have had.. a well.. l..little break up.." Instagram stated. YT stared at her. His eyes widened in shock. "You and Twitter? Aren't you like e bestest of friends? Along with Snapchat?" He asked.

"Yeah but.. I think Twitter's crying.."

YT gasped. "Twitter? Crying? Why? Is she ok?"
He stood up and went to his door.

"I don't know! She wouldn't let me in!"