CHAPTER 2

Dan sat on the sofa, drinking tea in their rubik's cube mug. He would have liked to be in his room, but Phil had discovered earlier that the door wouldn't open, then he had gone out, mumbling something about Starbucks.

There is an angel in my house. An Angel...kept playing through his mind, as if it was on a loop. An Angel... in my- his thoughts were interrupted by a loud crash. Hey... did that come from my-
"Gabe! Shut up!"
"What? I was only saying that you're way too young for him, that's all."
"I don't have feelings for him! Anyway, I've been dead 7 years so that makes me at least a year older than him!"
"Sure, I have places to be Chris. See you later."

The door to Dan's room slammed and a rather annoyed looking Angel walked out. "Damn basted.." she muttered.
"Y'okay Christellius?"
"Hmm? oh, Please just call me Chris, my full name is so tedious. Oh yeah, I'm fine. Gabrielle is always teasing me."
"Wow. Like, as in the Arch angel?"
"That's the one. He gets on my nerves so much."
Dan gave a low whistle. Phil burst through the door looking traumatised.
"Stalked..." he gasped, "Fan... Girls... found our... apartment..." they could alreaady hear the exited shrieks from outside.
"God! You're kidding!" Dan said with a yelp, standing up and spilling his tea in the process. "Shit, we can't afford to move again!" The fans had only ever found their address once before, and that had been messy.

"Don't worry guys, I'm used to getting rid of fangirls. What would you two say about frying pan induced amnesia?" she asked, producing a wok from nowhere. The Youtubers stared at her in a mix of awe and horror. She laughed, "Kidding, don't worry guys. I've already taken care of it. They've already forgotten your address, they'll be fine."
"Talk about a life saver..."
"Yeah.."
"Well, it's my job. Not like I get paid though... By the way, who's cooking tonight? I haven't eaten in months... Not like I need to eat though, I- wait what!? CRAP!" there was a loud crack and she disappeared.
"Did that just happen?"
"I think so... "
"Do you think she's coming back?"
"I guess..."

Phil retreated to his room to film a new video for the fans, and Dan made a start on the cooking. About an hour later, Christy crashed back into their flat, through a solid brick wall.
"VeeOneEye's second channel just hit 50,000 subscribers. That, is when Fan fiction starts coming true. Do you know how hard I had to work to stop him from snogging Luke to death? They still have no idea what happened. I have so much clearing up to do."
"Fanfic... coming true... please tell me you're kidding?" Phil pleaded.
"No, it can happen. You should be glad you have me looking after you, the guy who used to be in charge of Smosh was a bit too lax on the fanfic control. It got messy." Dan and Phil both winced, knowing what some of their fans came out with...
"Thanks... I guess.."
"Yeah.. "added Dan. "By the way, I managed to clean the spare room out. If you wanted to stay there then..."
"Wow, Dan cleaned? Do you have a crush on her?"
"No! I just... just... it needed tidying anyway."
"Glad you got around to it then. By the way, do either of you watch doctor who?" they both shock their heads. "You do now, it's the best TV show ever. That and supernatural... Oh, and Sherlock... I love Sherlock..."
Oh god, she's a superwholockian...thought Dan.