Volume: A Headphones Story

by dance.till.i.drop

A year after the Bro Army escaped from Brennenburg, Youtubers have been gathering at Pewdie's house in Sweden. The plans for the invasion of the Castle are being laid. A year after the last of the Bro Army escaped her clutches, the Barrel Queen is planning something that could destroy her biggest threat, Sweetiepie, Just throw on some headphones and turn up the volume.

4. Chapter 3

Chapter Three:

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Stephanie, Alice, Snazmasta, and Spring.

(Stephanie's POV)

The next morning, my dad and the other senior Youtubers closeted themselves in the kitchen to plan in earnest. A new report had come in that the Barrels were openly attack Youtuber houses. The list of missing 'Tubers was short:

Jenna Marbles

Danisnotonfire

RPGMinx

Ange Cake.

"Who's the last one?" I asked Alice. She glanced at the list and shrugged.

"I think she's an LP'er," A loud pop echoed through the house, and someone shouted,

"PEWDS! There's a portal open!" I hurtled into the other room and slammed into my mom. A girl stumbled through the portal, collapsing to her knees and gasping her outro.

"First aid kit!" Charlie shouted. The girl looked up at us, eyes glassy.

"I'm Ange Cake. And I have news. Bad news." Before she could tell us, she passed out.

X

Alice found me sitting in the kitchen, brooding over a cup of coffee from the local Starbucks.

"Steph. Ange Cake's awake. She's asking to see you." I turned to Alice, and contemplated her. She had short, curly red hair, which barely brushed her shoulders. Her skin was pale, her eyes a bright green emerald. Her black bow stood out among the curls. I abandoned my cup of coffee and followed her to the spare room/infirmary. When I walked in, Ange Cake tried to sit up, and winced.

"It's ok. Lie still." I told her, and she lay back.

"Sweetiepie. I have a message for you. Well, two actually." I nodded, making eye contact.

"The Barrel Queen is openly declaring war on you and Pewdiepie." This wasn't news. We figured it would be soon, but all the same, this gave us even less time to rescue Stephano. Ange Cake closed her eyes, obviously trying to appear calm.

"And she's also ordered Stephano's execution."

X

(No POV)

In the confusion that followed Ange Cake's words, the small red and white ball rolled behind the couch. Begnt had been sent for a purpose and he would complete it if it took him the whole war.

A/N: Sorry about not posting this yesterday Stepharmy! Ange Cake belongs to DaggerStar. Thanks again! Feel free to sue me if I butchered your character, but she'll be a little more badass later. So…. Yeah! I'm still waiting for you guys to send me suggestions and Ocs! Go check out the forum, I'll be adding more soon. As always, I luv you guys, aaaaaaannnnndddd:

PEACE TO THE COOKIES!

-d.t.I.d.