Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for Stephanie.
"The Bro Army is gathering. If you're hearing this, come to Sweden... we are going to take down the Barrels. We must find our fellow Youtubers, our gaming friends, My name is Stephanie Kjellburgh. Sweetiepie."
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(Stephanie's POV)
I crossed my arms as I waited in the shadows. The moon made a pattern on the floor of the park, and I looked down at the paper in my hand again.
Amateur 'Tubers coming to the park tonight. Meet them at midnight.
-Markiplier
A twig snapped not far from where I was standing, and I slipped out of the shadows to greet the three people.
"We fight for the Youtubers." I said by way of the password.
"We are the Bro Army." They answered. I held out a dog tag that bore the brofist symbol.
"I'm Sweetiepie. Stay close." And I turned to the night, and walked away. They followed me through the streets of our city, until we reached the apartment my parents and I shared. I opened the door for the three Youtubers, and looked around. Many others were seated on the couch, at the kitchen table, on the floor, and leaning against the wall. I sighed happily. These were the Youtubers, these were the Bro Army. Our followers, and our fellow fighters.
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(Stephano's POV)
I was running, dodging Barrels, and bros, and running to the portal, Pewds behind me. Stephanie waited on the other side of the glowing circle, beckoning urgently.
"HURRY!" she screamed, and I pulled the last reserves of my energy. I had to get to her, had to protect her! I dashed through the portal, stumbling on carpet, and falling to my knees. Pewdie ran through after me, and yelled,
"Here comes the Brofist!" and the portal closed, locking the Barrels out of the real world. Something slammed into me, and then Stephanie sobbed,
"I missed you so much!" I kissed her, and whispered,
"I will never leave you again." I jolted awake, terrified. Cry looked over at me, and shushed, pointing to the two British Youtubers. They were sleeping, peacefully for once. The torture sessions usually left them screaming, nightmares waking them up. I sighed and leaned my head against the wall, running my hand over a cut on my cheek.
'I will come for you my love. I promise.' And I hoped that my words would reach her across the vast spaces of time between our worlds, and she would take heart. But some words are just empty. Like the promise I made in my dream... and love is never supposed to be empty.
'I'm coming, my love. I'm coming.'
A/N: Hey there Stepharmy! So, thus we begin the second part of our journey with Sweetiepie. To begin, I just want to thank everyone who has supported me through the last book, chiefest among those, Heyit'sRandom, and foxgirl224, and Guest. You guys have been amazing. A shout out to everyone else who has supported. I love reading reviews and hearing what you have to say. Now, serious business: I am starting a Headphones Trilogy forum. Everything will be explained on there. Please go look at it. Once again, thank you so much for all the support, and even if it's an anon review, or a PM, I'd love to hear what you think. Pretty please?
I can't wait to hear your thoughts, and as always,
PEACE TO THE COOKIES!
-d.t.i.d