YouTube's POV

I'm glad Instagram and Twitter are back to being friends. I guess people just have a little break up sometimes, but you know, they tend to get back together.

Unlike other things which you can't be glad about, and can't get off your trail.

Other things which are annoying, and act like a wheel. Constantly going on and on in circles.

PornHub is getting out of hand.

Anyway, Insta dropped me back at my house, as I waved the two goodbye and got to out, and the car drove off.

I opened the door and saw my dad on the sofa, his face in his hands. Was he stressed out?

I'd never seen him like this before.

"Dad?" I asked. He hummed and turned to me. "Oh, YouTube. Hello. Lock the door as well, please," he greeted.

He sounded like he was forcing himself to be kind, like he was mad. Also he called me by my full name, which means something is definitely up.

I locked the door, and was gonna ask him if he was ok, then decided not to. If a person is mad, don't annoy then otherwise they'll get mad at you.

That's something I heard online.
(A/N- one of my hands got pins and needles so I'm typing this with one hand lmao)

So I went upstairs, and went into my bedroom. I slammed the door shut, sighed, and went to my bed.

Twitter's POV

Instagram dropped me off at my house, and I waved goodbye at her.

I was still mad, but I guess she's still my friend.

I opened the door to see my son Vine on the sofa. What was he doing here?

"Vine?" I asked, as he looked at me. He pulled his shades down so you could see the top of his eyes.

"Hey, mom," he said, getting up and yawning a bit.

"How long have you been here?"
"Not long."
"How did you get in?"
"I still have the spare keys for this place, you know."
"Oh. Why?"

He stopped.

"I wanted to check if your ok, I mean, I heard you've been crying. Is it true?" He asked. I was kinda surprised to see the fact that he cares for me.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I love him, but like. He's onto his own life, and I even left him to spend his own money.

So he decided to come and check on me because I was crying?

"Well. Yes. It is true. Hard to believe, I know.."
"Meh. Everyone cries. Just, maybe some not as common as others," Vine interrupted. I turned to him.
(A/N- my hand is better now lmao)

"Oh? And when was the last time YOU cried?" I asked, realising that sounded a bit rude comparing to him trying to comfort me.

"Ok, no need to be rude! I cried yesterday," he admitted.
"Oh, really? Why?" I questioned again.
"I.. I lost a load of money. Like, I messed up really bad. Must have lost at least £900 or something.. (A/N- I am British, so I say pounds for money)"

I gasped a bit. £900?? That's a lot of money to loose!
"Wait.. really? How'd you loose it?"
"I, messed up bad, in this.. deal."

"Vine! Don't take deals from strangers! They're trying to steal your money!"

PornHub's POV

*the next day*

I was walking by, doing my own thing, when, oh, who's this I bump across?

Mr. Facebook himself. Brother of that annoying Instagram. (My version!!)

"AH! P..PornHub! You scared me!!" He yelled, whilst I helped him up. Ugh.. why'd I do that?

"Yeah, I did. Where's YT?" I asked, harshly.

"I don't know! Mind your own beeswax would you?"

Dang, good comeback.
But not good enough.

"Hmm.. playing harsh are you? Fine, I'll have to do the same, if you don't tell me where that YouTube is," I threatened.

"I seriously don't know! Now, excuse me whilst I go to work!" He ignored, nudging me a bit whilst he walked on.

Work, hmm? Maybe good old YT is at work too~

(Hey, guys! Decided that this story is gonna end on chap 14, but I might make a sequel. I mean, who knows. Thank you all again!!)