Chapter 3 #2
“Right,” I say, totally getting off track.
“So, let’s get into this storytime, shall we?
Let me paint a picture for you. It’s a normal Monday morning and I’m going through my cupboards, looking for my favorite brand of cereal.
It’s the kind with the little marshmallows that taste kinda like smores, you know the kind, chat?
Type one in the chat if you love that smores cereal. ”
I read through chat, frowning when all my mods and VIPs start typing two.
PourSomeSuga(mod): You’re really bad at storytelling my guy…
VeeEyePee(mod): …are you twelve? That cereal is for children!
TheGamer_JDB: You’re the asshole. I can tell from the start of this story.
“Hey, Gamer? Fuck you,” I say with a laugh. “I go to grab the box of my favorite cereal, which by the way, is amazing and fuck y’all for thinking otherwise! That’s when I realize we’re all out.”
Rodney posts an emoji of a man grabbing his own chest in a gasp. Thank you! That’s the reaction I was hoping for!
A donation comes through, a voice reading it out loud: Is this story ever gonna start? I feel like I’ve aged three years already…
“Okay, rude! Thank you for the dono but rude! I’m setting the scene. Chat, you have no appreciation for the little details,” I tell them with a sigh, letting myself slump into my computer chair.
Another dono: You seem like a smores cereal kinda guy…
“Thank you for the dono,” I say, narrowing my eyes.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean? I think I just got insulted,” I murmur, jumping back into my story.
“Obviously, I needed to run to the store and that’s where the story truly begins.
I have to preface this by admitting, this story is about meeting someone at the grocery store so, if that was you, I’m so sorry but I’m about to absolutely put you on blast, my guy. ”
Joker49(mod): Is this a LOVE storytime??
TwinkleKawa(vip): *zoomie eyes*
IwaZilla(vip): This story just keeps getting worse and worse…
“It’s not a love story, Joker! Well, I don’t think it was? It might have been,” I admit softly, rubbing at my cheek nervously. “The interaction did not go well, let’s just say that.”
Iwa comments again, telling me he still thinks I’m the asshole. Great, this whole stream is going to turn into me defending myself, isn’t it? Not that I actually care but man, it would be nice if my chat took my side every once in a while.
“So there I was, grocery shopping,” I say, doing my best to make my voice sound all serious and mysterious. “When I feel eyes on the back of my neck. I look over and I shit you not, chat, I make eye contact with the most stunning specimen of a man I have ever seen!”
SirScar(vip): Great, it is a love story.
GladlyHere(mod): *yawns*
ExcitedOwl(vip): I think it’s kind of sweet
GlassesForDayz(vip): I’m adding this to my next book.
ExcitedOwl(vip): OMG HI @GlassesForDayz ITS BEEN A WHILE! IVE MISSED YOU!
SqueakyWheel(mod):
GlassesForDayz(vip): I’ve missed you too Owl <3 Classes have been kicking my ass
Damn. Okay. Even my VIPs have a better love life than me. Not that I think Owl and Glasses are dating, but they seem to always share really sweet messages with each other during streams. It would be so fucking cute if they met up and got together. I would absolutely take credit for that!
“He was so fucking tall and dreamy with this messy dark hair and pretty hazel eyes,” I tell chat, sighing.
He really was so fucking handsome. “And these thick eyebrows that furrowed when he was staring at me, like that was his own way of communicating or something. As a certified, self-proclaimed gay disaster, I immediately looked away and continued shopping.”
Dono: Cute boy got you flustered lawl! No Game Blue strikes again!
“First of all, fuck you. Second, thanks for the dono. Thirdly, fuck you!” I chuckle, keeping an eye on chat.
“Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, chat. You’re all lying to yourselves if you think you wouldn’t get flustered over someone so handsome!
I’m only human,” I tell them, sighing and flopping my arm across my face dramatically.
The poll that Squeak started comes to an end. 85 percent of chat voted that I’m the asshole.
“You haven’t even listened to the whole story!
Nothing juicy even happened yet, chat! What the hell!
” I shake my head at them. “If that was the end, it would be a cute story about my pining ass dreaming about tall, beautiful men who look like they could carry me up a hill and then ravish me.” I look at chat, realizing I’ve probably gone a bit too far.
I’ve heard other streamers say way worse but because my chat are bullies, if I say more than that, they’ll never let me live it down.
I look over at my stream and see that Joker has added some text under my head, declaring me the asshole. There’s also some sparkly little animation in the top corners of the window, pointing at my face. Then he adds sparkly devil horns on either side of my head.
“I hate you so much, Joker.”
Dono: Tell us how you really feel. I’m starting to get into this.
“Thanks for the dono, Kawa. No I will not go into any more details, you perv,” I say with a chuckle.
“The only problem is every aisle I went in, he was somehow there. Every time I felt eyes on the back of my neck, I would find him staring at me. By the time I got to the check out aisle, I was feeling perceived to a degree that made me uncomfortable. Like I get it. I’m hot.
You can admit it, chat,” I say, pointedly looking at chat, waiting for some praise.
TwinkleKawa(vip): Fishing for compliments is so low, you’re better than this, Blue
NinjaJumper: You’re very pretty!
TheGamer_JDB: Wooooow
ScoutMeOut(mod): I’m with Kawa… this is low, Blue…
RodKneeonComs(mod): Bro! I think you’re beautiful, bro! Brotiful!
PourSomeSuga(mod): Uggo…
“If no one got me, then at least, Rodney’s got me!
” I give the camera a pout. “Once I realized I was being stared at so thoroughly, I waited because surely, he was staring because he knew me, right, chat? Sometimes I just get this sixth sense, knowing when someone is being too shy to approach. So I did the only logical thing! I approached him.”
Dono: Roses are red, Violets are blue. You’re so full of yourself, you smell like poo.
My eye starts to twitch. “Right,” I say, looking over at my notification screen.
“Thanks for the dono, Oliver and Company. Real mature. If you’re not careful, Glasses, this Oliver guy is gonna steal your literature degree.
” GlassesforDayz comments that he’s not scared, making me smile and ExcitedOwl comment about how smart Glasses is.
“I walk up to him and offer to take a picture with him. He’s so fucking still and awkward that it was downright painful.
He made me feel like I was being an idiot, or that he was better than me?
Like bro? You’re the one who was staring at me throughout the whole store!
I took the picture and he just stared at the picture for way too long without even saying thank you or anything like that.
I was playing it so cool, chat, but on the inside I was dying a little bit. ”
I hear a ping and look over to my Discord where Pally just threw a message at me. She’s warning me that there’s an interesting dono incoming.
Dono: That is not what happened.
My eyes widen as the words are read out. I look at the name. “Okay, Makiplaysvolleyball. First of all, thank you for the dono, but more importantly, how the fuck would you know?” I wait a few minutes, just scanning chat in order to calm my racing heart. I don’t have to wait long.
Dono: You are talking about me and that is not what happened.
“You’re shitting me. You’re actually shitting my dick right now. No fucking way,” I breathe out, running a hand through my blue hair. “If you’re really the guy I met today, then what was I wearing?”
Chat is going absolutely wild. I watch my viewer count start to spike, hitting 40k between one blink and another. Shit. This could be bad, but I’m also so fucking curious where this will go.
Dono: You were wearing jeans and a hoodie with a video game logo on the front. I did not recognize it but my friend says it is from ‘Sugar Land World’. You are exaggerating your story. I was not rude to you or thought I was better than you. The same cannot be said about your behavior.
Just like that, all hell breaks out.
MischiefRus: Oh my gods!
TwinkleKawa(vip): The tea is SCORCHING
Azaad(mod): I have a bad feeling about this…
PourSomeSuga(mod): This might actually be the best day of my life
IwaZilla(vip): *watches this unfold*
SqueakyWheel(mod): I am SAT
“That’s it,” I say, suddenly jumping over to my other screen. “If you were really the guy, why don’t you call me and we can straighten this out. Let chat hear your side of the story, big guy.”
I send him a private message and suddenly, I’m adding him to a call. Ignoring Azaad’s pleas that this is a really stupid idea, I hit call.
“Hello.”