Chapter One:
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Stephanie.
(Stephanie's POV)
My father says that there is magic still in this world. It lurks in dreams and in our hopes. It lives in songs and writings. My mother allows him to tell his tales, but she tells me that it's not true. She tells me my father has his head in the clouds. I don't believe her. My name is Stephanie Kjellburg. Pewdiepie's daughter.
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My dad knocked on the door.
"Steaphanie! Dinner," he said. I threw my homework to the side, glad of an excuse not to do it.
"Coming!" I followed him downstairs and into the kitchen, where mom was making meatloaf.
"How's homework, Steph?" she asked, setting plates out. I groaned.
"Not really great. The teachers have been crazy!" Dad laughed. He turned to a chair we'd had forever. It was an unremarkable thing, with green velvet covering it, and a simple wooden frame.
"We know crazy, don't we ?" he addressed the chair. I rolled my eyes.
"Dad, stop talking to chairs." Mom giggled. We sat down and began to eat. Dad was destroying a whole half of the loaf himself.
"Felix, really?" mom asked him. He merely grinned at her. She sighed and turned to me.
"Stephanie, I want you to get that old guest room ready." I glanced up.
"Who's coming?"
"One of your father's friends, Ken, I believe his name was." My father choked, and mom reached out to hit him on the back. He coughed and stared at her.
"Ken?" She nodded absentmindedly.
"Steph, go to your room, your mother and I have something to talk about." I slowly stood up, wondering what was going on. I have an excellent trick, pretend to pound up the stairs, and then softly shut the closet door. I listened closely.
"Marzia, it's not Ken, Cry's coming. I can't let Stephanie know about Youtube, or Amnesia, or Cry, or Pewdiepie. I promised Stephano." Mom replied in a whisper that I couldn't make out. I walked upstairs, quiet as a mouse, and got onto Youtube. I was just typing in 'Pewdiepie' when a voice said,
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I jumped and whirled around, seeing the man in my doorway. He wore a green beret and a green vest over a brown shirt, and brown slacks. He was holding a pair of glasses, and a book.
"Who're you!" I cried, staring at the man. He coughed, and said,
"Mr. Chair. Who else would I be?" Mr. Chair…..?
"Wait…. Isn't the chair in the kitchen called Mr. Chair? Are you telling me that you're Mr. Chair, like, the chair?" He nodded, then whitened. He mumbled something like,
"..don't tell…" mumble, mumble. I blinked at him a few more times, and then shoved him into the hallway and slammed the door. Who was my father, really? I sat down at my computer again and typed Pewdiepie into the search. I searched for his latest video, titled, "Stay Awesome, Bros."
"How's it going bros! As some of you know, Marzia and I have had a daughter. Her name is Stephanie, for Stephano. You bros have made these years the best of my life, and I thank you for it. I will remember you fondly." He smiled. "So, my bros Pewdiepie is retiring and getting a real job to care for a wife and daughter. I am putting away my headphones." He held up his fist. "So, one final Brofist to rule them all. Stay awesome bros. I know you will! Byhhhiiiiiieeee!" I stared at the screen, mouth hanging open. My father was PEWDIEPIE, the famous Youtuber? Holy shit….. Why didn't he tell me? I crawled into bed. My dreams were filled with images, or were they memories, of a castle, a golden statue, and a young man with blonde hair and black headphones.
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"She'll so perfectly…. Ha ha ha ha!" A hand clamped over my mouth as I tried to scream. A smell like roses pervaded my senses. I opened my eyes as unconsciousness crept over me. A roundish figure stood beside my bed, and I started. I struggled, but my eyes slid shut, and I passed out.
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(Pewdie's POV)
I looked up from washing the breakfast dishes.
"Marzia?"
"Hm?" She was listening
"Did Stephanie get up yet?' My wife looked up and frowned.
"I don't know….. why don't you go and check on her?" I put down the sponge and climbed the stairs to her bedroom. I knocked on the door.
"Stephanie? Steph, it's time to get up!" No response.
"Step?" I opened her door and looked around. She wasn't there, and her sheets were rumpled, as though she had thrashed about. A note lay on her pillow.
"We've got your little Stephanie, PewDiePie!" I gasped, and yelled,
"BARRELS! MARZIA!" I heard her sigh, and then yell,
"Yes, Felix?"
"Get out my old headphones, there's another Amnesia I need to play."
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(Stephanie's POV)
I woke up in a cell, chains on my wrists connecting me to the wall.
"Fahk….. what's going on?" I mumbled to myself. A small pool of candle light illuminated part of the cell.
"Ey Cerumba…. Who's there?' a man's voice with a French accent drew my eyes to the opposite wall.
"Stephanie. Who're you?" The voice was silent. I began to wonder if I had actually heard anything when he said,
"Stephanie? As in, Pewdie's daughter?"
"Yep." I replied.
"Oh, no. I'm Stephano, by the way. Hold on a second." There was a clank of metal on metal, and then a man stepped into the pool of light. He looked about eighteen, with golden robes, and curly gold hair. He had silver eyes that stared at me in confusion.
"Oh, god, it is you." He held a small length of metal, and he deftly undid my chains. I dropped my hands into my lap and sighed.
"Thanks." He nodded and dropped to the floor next to me. For some reason, I was wearing headphones, which were green and yellow and purple. There were no wires, and I could hear everything through them.
"How'd you get here Stephanie? I mean…." He trailed off.
"I think something kidnapped me. Why?"
"You were never supposed to become a Bro. You were supposed to stay away from your father's channel." I gasped.
"What? My dad didn't want me to about Pewdiepie?" Stephano nodded.
"The castle has become way to dangerous, and the Barrels hate your father. And by extension, you." Footsteps echoed outside our cell door. We jumped to our feet and Stephano said,
"Get behind me." I stood and looked over his gold clad shoulder. The door opened and a Barrel walked in.
"Hello Stephano. And Stephanie too!" It chuckled.
"What a wonderful surprise."
A/N: So... happy mother's day, first of all… and also, thanks to all that reviewed. Also, please feel free to correct me on anything Pewdiepie related, for I am a relatively new Bro, and will appreciate the help. Updates are on Sundays, and I will see you next week! Summer Out!