I awoke slightly from my sleep at the sound of Alex getting up from bed. 

"Ugh," I mumbled sleepily, "Alex, be quiet."

  I heard him chuckle and take a seat back onto the bed.

"Why?" he asked. "You have to get up too, you know."

  I slowly opened my eyes and shot him a questioning glance.

"What are you on about?"

"You have a job, Lena," Alex reminded. I sat up, a big smile on my face.

'"I have a job," I repeated. Alex gave me a kiss on the cheek before going off into the bathroom. I shot up from bed and went off to the closet. I pulled out one of my many skater dresses, this one being a dark blue. Nice, but I wear skater dresses literally all the time. Maybe a skirt today? Maybe...

"Alex?" I called out.

"What?" he responded. 

"Should I wear a skirt or a dress?"

"Is that really important? You'll look beautiful in either!"

"Not the response I wanted to hear," I huffed. 

"Well, it's true so pick. Honestly, nobody's gonna really care."

  That's true enough. I sighed, put the dress back, and grabbed a mid thigh length, red pleated skirt. I pulled out a black and white long-sleeved blouse before closing the closet door. I got changed and pulled on some tights. Good enough.

  Alex got out of the shower a grand total of ten minutes later.

"Bro, I need to put crap on my face," I said from outside the door.

"Not to tell you how to live or anything, Len, but that's not very hygienic," Alex joked from the other side. He opened the door and smiled at me.

"You know what I mean, you dingus," I glared. He chuckled and walked off down the hall. I went into the bathroom and put makeup on. I did nothing, aside from brushing it, to my hair because, let's be honest, styling hair takes too long. I'm not about that life.

"Hey," I said happily as I entered the living room.

"Yo," Alex responded, absentmindedly eating cereal. I poured myself a bowl and joined him at the table.

"I like cereal," I announced randomly.

"Pardon?"

"Cereal is my new bae," I clarified, picking up a spoonful of glorious substance. "You've been replaced."

"Good," he shrugged. "Maybe now you'll stop calling me your bae."

"Never did I say that I'd stop calling you that," I said. "You're still my bae, bro, just not my number one."

"You're on a whole different level of odd," he said, laughing lightly.

"Thank you," I giggled.

  We pulled up to YogTowers at 9. I walked with Alex to the elevator, just as I'd done several times before, but this time felt different. I haven't a clue why, honestly. It should feel like just any other day. 

"You okay?" Alex asked, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yeah," I nodded, "just a bit nervous, for some unknown reason."

"Don't be nervous," he comforted, pulling me into a side hug. "You've been here, like, a million times."

"But now feels different," I explained, pushing the 'up' button of the elevator. 

"You'll be fine."

"I know," I sighed as we walked into the elevator.

"Oh and we've decided to publicly introduce you, by the way," Alex said out of the blue.

"Er, what?" I asked, completely taken aback.

"Yeah, you're gonna record some Prop Hunt with us," he smiled. "You'll be the first non- content creator to do so. Fun right?"

  I shook my head lightly as the elevator dinged. We walked into the hall and made our way into the Hat Films office. When we walked in, Trott and Ross were already there.

"I never agreed to that," I said.

"But it'll be fun!" Alex argued. "You've done it before!"

"Yeah but we weren't recording then!" I protested.

"Um, what are you guys talking about?" Trott asked wearily.

"Yeah, sounds like an 'at home' sort of discussion, don't you think?" Ross added.

"What?" I questioned. Then I remembered how what we said must've sounded to people who didn't know the subject matter. I felt my face grow hot in embarrassment. Alex just laughed. "Oh my gosh, we aren't talking about that, I swear!" 

"No, she's lying, we totally were. Oh-ho-ho-ho!" Alex said in that odd little voice he does. You know the one, right? The one he uses when he says suggestive things to Trott. Yeah, that one.

"No!" I denied again. "We were talking about Prop Hunt!"

"Ah," Trott nodded, Ross along with him. "Knowing you, Lena, I should've known, really."

  I cast him a look of confusion. Is that offensive? Should I take offense to that? Probably not. I shrugged off the whole ordeal and turned to face Alex again.

"Anyways, I don't know if I can do that," I said honestly. He put both his hands on my shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Lena, yes you can," he said, giving me a slight shake of the shoulders. "You can do anything, Lena. Wanna know why?"

"Not really," I sighed, knowing he was gonna say something ridiculous.

"Nah, go on and ask," he pressed.

"I'm not going to do that, Alex."

"Oh go on, son," Ross interjected. "Ask him, son. Son, son, son, son, s-"

"Alright!" I huffed, rolling my eyes. Alex removed his hands from my shoulders and pointed at me. Here comes the crazy.

"You can do anything because... you're a beautiful, amazing, and confident person and you don't rely on the judgement of others for your self worth."

"Aw, Alex!" I squealed, pulling him into a hug. "I love you!"

  Ross and Trott started making throw-up sounds.

"Oh my gosh," Trott exclaimed. "If you guys weren't keeping your relationship hidden from the fans, I'd have recorded that so they could vomit along with us!"

  Alex laughed and flipped them off. I scrunched up my face and flipped them the bird too. They just waved us off and sat down at their own computers.

"Okay, Len," Alex said, "recording starts in 10 minutes."

  I nodded and gave Alex a kiss before walking to the artists' office. I waved to Teutron and Ceeraanoo as I sat in my chair and booted up Skype and GMod.

  "Hello?" I asked over Skype.

"Hey!" about a million people answered back. Okay not really a million, more like five. The voices belonged to Turps, Sips, Alex, Ross, and Trott. So these are the players I'll play against for my first time playing.

"So this is my competition for my first time playing?" I asked sarcastically. "No problem, I got this."

"Wow, Lena, I can't believe you said that. I'm crying now, thanks," Sips said with no emotion in his voice.

"Good going, Lena," Turps huffed. "You know Sips is sensitive."

"It's true, I am. I'm like a little newborn baby, Lena, and you just shat all over my feelings."

"I hope your happy now," Alex added in a disappointed tone. I was gonna defend myself, but I was too busy laughing my head off.

"Okay, on a more serious note," Ross interrupted, "Smith, Lena?"

"Yeah?" we asked simultaneously.

"If you guys want to keep your relationship a secret, be careful. That means you give no clues that you're together. That means you call him Smith or Smiffy, Lena, not Alex or Kermit. Got it?"

"Sure," I agreed. Shouldn't be too hard.

"Yeah, and if you see Lena waddlin' around as a can or some crap, you don't take pity on her. You shoot the sh*t out of her."

"Yeah, yeah," Alex dismissed. "Let's just start the game!"

"Prop Hunt!" Turps shouted, the rest of us joining in with our own random noises, as we picked our teams. I got on a team with Sips and Alex, purely out of luck. "Today we have all the usual weirdos but we have a special guest, don't we?"

"Is it Sips?" I asked.

"Yeah, is it me?" Sips asked.

"No, silly, it's Lena- the newest Yog of YogTowers," Trott scoffed. "But enough of that, let's start playing!"

  As luck would have it, my team was the first to be hunters. We bantered in darkness until we were released.

"Ah no!" Turps shouted as it was announced that gravity had killed him. 

"Wow, Turps," I chuckled, "that's a good spot. We never would've looked to find you in spectator mode."

"Well, I pride myself on my ability to think outside the box so," Turps said with mock pride.

"Dead is really far out of the box, mate," Alex laughed.

"Yeah, mate," Sips agreed.

"It really is, mate," I said.

"No, Lena!" Alex said dramatically. "Don't you start that, too! It sounds ridiculous!"

"Mate, I do what I- He's a cone!" I shouted as a traffic cone ran past me. I shot at it with a shotgun until it disappeared. "Ha, take that, Ross."

"Awh, f*ck off," Ross swore. "Why did I move?! I had such a good spot!"

"Sucks to suck," I taunted.

"That's an oddly placed orange," Sips laughed. "I'm gonna kick it."

"No, don't do that," Trott said unconvincingly. Trott let out a girlish scream as 'Hunters Win' showed across my screen.

"Ha, we won, b*tches!" Alex celebrated while Sips and I let out a serious of 'woo's in the background.

"Oh I can't see anything," Trott laughed, referring to the hunter's blindness.

"I got something you can see, if you know what I mean! Way-hey!" Alex said in that one voice.

"What? No!" Trott protested. I snorted in laughter.

"Oh, go on, Trotty," I coerced. "You know you want to."

"You're right, I do," Trott laughed. "No wait, I've been unblinded."

"Oh darn, I was lookin' forward to it," Alex said with disappointment.

  The round went on. At only a minute and a half to go, Sips and I were dead but Alex was still alive.

"That's a great spot, Smiffy," I said. "We'll win for sure."

"Oh sh*t!" Alex yelled as the bullet of a pulse rifle shot passed him. "Did you see that, babe?"

  I mentally facepalmed. Here I was, worried I'd be the one to screw up, but no. Alex did.

"Yeah, Smiffy, I did," Sips said. Ah, saved by Sips and his quick thinking! "It was a close one, babe."

"Are guys dating?" Trott asked in his teenage girl voice.

"Yes, we are, Trotty," Sips said in his monotonous voice. I didn't know what to say so I just laughed and let the experts deal with it.

"What? No we aren't," Alex denied.

"But you called me babe!"

"I was leading you on, mate," Alex laughed sadistically. "Everyone knows I've only got eyes for Turps!"

"Whoa, what?! When did I become a part of this love triangle?" Turps exclaimed.

"Yeah, I don't know. Let' focus on a different topic. Like the fact that I just won!"

"You have avenged mine and Sips' deaths," I said dramatically. "We are eternally grateful!"

  After about an hour, we stopped recording. I felt good about what I did. I hope the fans like me...

  I walked down to the Hat Films office at 5. The trio were all just sat on the couch on their phones.

"Hey," I said as I entered the room. 

"Hey, Len," Alex greeted. The other two just waved. "You did awesome today, by the way."

"Thanks," I grinned. "Anyways, let's go." 

"Alright," Alex said, standing from the couch. He walked out of the room and into the hall.

"Bye, guys," I waved. "Ross, tell Lucy I said hey and Trott, tell Kadie I said hi."

  I joined Alex out in the hallway and we walked, hand in hand, to the elevator.

.....

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