Anthony grabbed a generics red shopping cart and began pushing it towards the shopping cart.

"Ooh can we make the theme pink? I like pink." Ian did a little twirl.

"SHUTTUP."

"Ok sorry jeez."

"Okay so, what do we need to get?" Anthony asked. Ian tapped a box of cheez-it's and accidentally made it fall. He simply walked away as if he didn't do it.

"Well, Harley said they've got the bacon covered, which I could've guessed, told us to get an ass load of junk food." Ian answered. He spotted a bag of gummy worms and squealed with delight. "OOH! Gummy worms!"

"Ugh damnit!"

"What? I thought you liked gummy worms..."

Anthony faced palmed at Ian's comment. "No, no I do. It's just that the last time we ate epic meal times food, I got a really bad stomach ache. I know we put them in charge of cooking, but they can at least make something healthier."

"Anthony do you not understand their name? They're freaking .TIME. They've gotta make it epic! Besides, that pig chain last time was delicious!" Ian smiled while Anthony was prepared to barf.

"Can we just get the god damn food and decorations and go?"

"Alright alright." The to boys hauled family sized bags of chips, a million liters of soda, anything they saw that was made by hostess, into their shopping cart.

"I think we need a new shopping cart. This one's pretty full. Mind getting it, Anthony?" Ian asked his friend.

"Yeah alright. Be back in a sec." Anthony walked away towards the entrance. Ian went into the decoration aisle and began examining the decoration options. There were spider-man plates ("IT'S MAN-SPIDER GOD DAMNIT!" ), little party bags with hello kitty, and cupcake shaped cards with fuzzy frosting.

"Damnit all these decorations suck! Well, maybe the hello kitty ones are acceptable." He grabbed a few streamers and threw them into the cart.

"Holy spider-man's toothpaste!" A boy's voice clocked in out of no where. "Guys! Guys! Look who it is!" Right behind Ian, some Asian kid who looked like a little Yao Ming (only WAY shorter) was staring in awe. "Woah! No way!" Two other children appeared at his side: one boy, one girl.

"HOLY MOTHER FLUFFIN SHIZZ!" The girl out her hands to her face. She was wearing blue jeans, a red sweatshirt that simply said "Fitch" on it, and black sneakers. "RYAN! TYLER! IT'S IAN FROM SMOSH!" She grabbed the boy with the glasses shoulders and shook him like an earthquake. "SMOSH I SAY! SSSMMMMOOOSSSHHH!"

Ian was just staring, open-mouthed. He was kind of freaked out. "Um...hi kids." This couldn't be any more awkward.

"Hi! I'm Julie!" She waved over enthusiastically. "This is Ryan," she motion the kid with glasses and a mushroom haircut. He simply waved and automatically shoved his hands back in his pockets. I like him, Ian thought. "And this is Tyler." She motion to Yao Ming jr.

"Uh...well. You guys already know who I am." Ian awkwardly replied while rubbing his neck. Anthony came back over with a new shopping cart. He stared at the children.

"Um, who the hell are they?" He pinged at the three of them.

"Oh. Uh...Anthony meet Julie, Ryan, and Yao Ming jr-I mean! Tyler."

"Oh. Hey kids. Well bye." They began to walk away when Julie barked another question. "So what 'cha guys doin' here?" She questioned.

"Oh. Um nothing. We're just throwing a party at our place."

"A party?! No way! Can we come?!"

"Uh..."

"It's adults only." Anthony answered quickly.

"Aw maaannnn." The kids whined.

"Yeah. I know. Okay bye." The two youtubers ran for the check out lines. They ran until the three kids disappeared into the crowds.

" THAT WAS AWESOME " Tyler concluded. Ryan was nodding and gave a thumbs up agreeing.

After checkout, they headed back to Ian's car. "God damn that sucked" Anthony hurriedly put on his seatbelt.

"This is why I hate clingy fans." Ian turned on the radio. 'Call me maybe' began to play on 99.7. "Ooh GURL this is my JAM!" Ian began to squirm in his seat while singing the chorus. "Hey I just met you, and this is crazy! But here's my number, so call me maybe!"

"It's hard to look right, at you baby!" Anthony joined in.

"But here's my number!" They sang together.

"SO CALL ME MAYBE!" Three unfamiliar voices screamed.

"WHAT THE FIRETRUCK?!" Ian and Anthony turned around to find four teens inside their trunk. "HOW HELL DID YOU GUYS GET IN?!" Ryan attempted tell them the story through his hands, but failed helplessly.

"Um...can someone translate?" Ian asked

"Damnit Ryan! I told you not to say anything." Julie whacked him in the head. "We were nearby and when Ian went to go put the shopping cart back, he left the trunk open. The four of us hopped in and, well, here we are!"

"Luckily, we were so quiet that you two didn't notice us!" Tyler said. "It's only because we can't resist call me maybe." Ryan smiled sheepishly .

Ian pulled over and grabbed Anthony's shirt. "What the hell are we gonna do with four kids?!"

"TEENAGERS!" The kids shouted.

"Even worse..." Anthony face palmed

"Anthony..." Ian whispered. "Maybe we should just let them come..."

"WHAT?! No! Ian this is a party for youtubers! And youtubers only! We can't have a bunch of ki-teens in there!" Anthony honked his horn at the dumb driver in front of them. "Move god damnit!"

"Look, I'll just set them up with a wii and super Mario's bros so they can do all the levels we couldn't do and pass them because they are Asian and they can do so." Ian suggested. "They'll be in the garage so no one will know they're there, okay?"

Anthony sighed. He had no other choice. "Fine." He grunted.

"Fine for what?" Tyler popped his head out from the trunk, resting his head on the back seat.

"Fine that you're coming to our house tonight."

"We are?! OH MY GOD GUYS WE'RE GOING TO THEIR HOUSE WE'RE GOING TO THEIR HOUSE WE'RE GOING TO THEIR HOUSE!" All of them high fived each other and made the car bounced.

"GUYS. SHUTTUP." Anthony barked. They all silenced at once. Damn this is gonna be a god awful. Just that one thought made his ears steam.