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3rd person POV

PornHub stepped in. "You.. WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON?!?" Google yelled at him. PH stepped forward and leaned himself against the wall. "Something," He smirked. Google went up to him and stared. "You.. Why are you even in MY house?!? Stay away from my kids you criminal!" He demanded.

Criminal.

PornHub liked being called that. For some reason.

"I'm calling the police to ARREST YOU AND KEEP YOU AWAY FROM MY CHILDREN!" Google shouted at him, as he tried to leave the room. PH was blocking him "You old man.." he sniggered.

YT seemed to jerk to life. "What? What did you just call him?!" He questioned, whilst standing up and wiping away his tears. He went over behind his father and tried to think where his phone was, as the two seemed trapped in the room.

"I called him an old man. He is," PHub chuckled again. Google got mad, and slapped PH on the cheek. "HOW. DARE. YOU!!" He yelled at the black app. YT watched his father in awe. He'd never seen him so mad at someone before, as he never even got mad at all.

Then, as PornHub and Google started arguing, a thought hit YT. His phone was in his draw! He quickly took it out, and got the emergency number on "Hey! PORNHUB! I'm gonna call the police and there gonna GET YOU!" YouTube proudly threatened.

PH didn't seem to care, he instead left the room mumbling a few swear words under his breath. "Next time I see you, I'm not gonna go all easy on you like I did in the shop! I'm gonna get you! And mark you as mine once and for all!"

Google stepped back in shock at what that app just said. "What? What insanity on your head makes you think you can threaten MY child?" (Yeah that's from a book I really liked how it was set out so :p) He formally spoke.

"My PORN side! Like, my whole body! Ya dingus!" He smirked, and went down the stairs. Google and YT followed him. The moment YT was gonna step outside his room, his father forced him to stay in "Don't. I know what he did to you and I won't let it happen again! Where are Twitter and Instagram anyway?" He explained.

"I'll tell you later! Just get PHub out of here!" YT replied, as he stepped back into his room. Google nodded his head and went back down the steps.

PornHub was just leaving, and before he left, he showed his middle finger to Google and slammed the door shut.

G was furious, but he had to stay calm. He was expert at that, and couldn't let it down just because of one stupid app.

Twitter's POV

I decided it was time for me to go home. I got my keys out of my bag and showed Instagram them "look," I ordered. She was driving, and saw me dangling the keys on my finger from the mirror. "Oh! You have them! I'll take you home then," she drove off to another lane which headed to my house.

I sighed. I felt like telling the truth instead of lying and acting surprised to find my keys in my bag. I didn't feel bothered to even talk, actually.

Why did I feel like this? I don't know. It's just the fact that PornHub has gotten YT just made me feel weird. Do I like him? YT, I mean. I'm not a big fan of him flirting with other girls, and being taken away by someone else.

That's weird. I must have a slight crush. Why am I so cool about this? Other girls would have been all like 'Oh my! I have a crush on someone! What is this?!' Whereas I'm just all cool about it.

Is that weird? Should I admit it? Knowing what Insta is like, she probably isn't the right person to tell. Nor Snapchat. Who would be.. if I ever had a secret I would have told YT.. but he's the one the secret is about. I can't just lie and say I have a crush on, let's say well, Reddit. Because I don't. I don't want to make him think that I don't like him, because what if he likes me?!?

Actually, speaking of Reddit, he might be the right person to tell. Next time I see him I'll probably tell him.

"So, they were in your bag the whole time?" Instagram suddenly asked, breaking apart my thoughts.
"Er.. what now?" I confusingly questioned.
"Your keys. Were they in your bag the whole time?" She stated.

Oh right. My keys.

Should I lie? I'm already holding a secret that might make me to be made fun of every day, so should I lie and hold another secret? Nah, I'll tell her to truth.

For now.

"Erm.. yeah. I knew they were too," I told her.
She seemed to raise her eyebrows in a confused way "Really? Then why didn't you go to your house?" Instagram asked.
"Because.. I didn't want to. I wanted to spend some more time with you guys, and even protect YouTube if PornHub ever came back," I explained.

Insta didn't seem bothered. "Why didn't you just tell me?"

"I.. I don't know.."

(Jeez! I'm pretty proud of this chapter. I don't know why lol)