"And now, let's go to the NetGarden Restaurant!" Tumblr shouted.
"NetGarden?" Everyone asked.
"Yeah! I managed to spy on Yahoo's! phone and I found out that they are going to have a date in that place! I also have its coordinates."
"Wouldn't have this been easier if you asked 4chan for the coordinates, right?" DeviantArt asked.
Tumblr stopped right there looking at the ground for a moment.
"Yeah... about 4chan, we broke up." She answered.
All of them gasped surprised.
"What!?"
"As more weird as it sounds, it's the truth" She sighed.
"But, why!?" Fanfiction asked shaking her arms.
"No— no, it wasn't him who tried to break the relationship... it was me."
The teenagers gasped once again.
"But, why Tumblr!? You were always the one that was the most affectionate in the relationship!" The green girl asked.
"Well, I figured that out relationship was pretty toxic." She responded firmly.
YouTube patted Tumblr's back.
"I know how it feels, and please! Let's be realistic! They were always breaking up all the time!" The boy responded.
Tumblr started walking to get to Net Garden while saying the following:
"It's just a break from all of this. That's all."
"That's what you always say and you always end up the same way!" DeviantArt shouted following her.
Pandora finally said some words:
"Tumblr, you should do something for once."
"I say, that you should leave it like that and never come back with him." YouTube advised her still walking next to her.
The girl looked at the grey sidewalk where her Prussian blue Converse shoes were stepping it each time she walked with the shoes of the others. She lifted her and slightly watched the night without moon haired boy.
She doubted.
"But, wouldn't that leave him with hope?"
"From how things are going Tumblr, I don't think that he would get hopeful for you again." YouTube replied being blunt with her.
She nodded.
"That's right."
All of her friends started clapping and cheering her.
"Let's forget this! What's our mission today!?"
"To spy Google and Yahoo!" Everyone shouted as if that was a normal thing to do.
The old Tumblr was back and Pandora forgot the fact that he didn't want to participate in it.
"YOOGLE MISSION!" Tumblr cheered up.
"YOOGLE MISSION!" Everyone repeated getting out of the park and entering the city.
DeviantArt was observing the streets of her city.
"Hey, it's 9:45... What time is it for their date?" She asked.
"At five'o clock." Tumblr answered being sure of what she was saying.
"We have plenty of time! I haven't eaten anything! Could we stop by to eat something?" The girl asked once again.
"It's true! I haven't eaten anything either!" YouTube shouted in response.
"Ehh, sure. Did everyone brought money more than enough, right?"
Everyone nodded at Tumblr.
"Luckily, we do have that Café really near us!" Fanfiction pointed out the mentioned place that had such a sweet smell coming out of it.
"Wow! How convenient!" Tumblr shouted with not so much expression while trying to open the door. "Don't you think sometimes our lives are being written by someone crazy?"
"What kind of questions do you make Tumblr...Tumblr, what are you doing?" DeviantArt looked at the other girl confused by her attempts at opening the door.
"I am trying to open this thing!" She kept pulling the door while the customers inside of it started judging her.
"EJEM" Pandora coughed. "In there it says "PUSH" "
Tumblr started laughing out of embarrassment.
"I knew that!"
"Of course not." Fanfiction contradicted her.
Tumblr opened the door and all of the teenagers felt that delicious burst of wind with fragrances of cakes, donuts and other stuff. Everybody approached that tiny "line" of one person that was in front of a counter. After the person left YouTube placed his elbow on the counter and looked at the cashier of lilac hair, dark skin and green eyes.
"What can I offer to you?" The lady smiled.
"I want a uhhh..." With his look and the way he was moving his index finger, it could be detected that YouTube was undecided of what to choose of the options that were shown above the woman.
"YouTube! If you're going to take so long to choose, let me do it first!" DeviantArt shouted.
"Shhh! Just a second." He responded shutting up the girl.
DeviantArt put herself back whispering:
"I bet that you can't eat that option that is above that girl." She smiled at the end of that sentence.
YouTube glanced at the option that she mentioned which appeared to be a sandwich filled with spicy stuff. He made a confident smirk and grabbed the girl's arm making her go back in front.
"YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT THAT ONE!?" He pointed at the sandwich poster. "YOU'LL SEE HOW I AM GOING TO EAT IT ENTIRELY AND YOU'LL SEE HOW I AM GOING TO SHUT YOU UP!"
"Wow... surely he is competitive." Commented Pandora in astonishment.
"It's YouTube what were you expecting? You sound like if you never know him." Tumblr lifted one of her eyebrows while watching everything.
Fanfiction was quiet and DeviantArt just made a naughty smirk rolling her eyes.
YouTube hit the shelf giving the lady give dollars being that the price of the sandwich.
"GIVE ME THE SANDWICH "JALAPEÑO DEL INFIERNO"."
"YouTube, I don't think this is a great ide—" Pandora was silenced while raising his hand thanks to Tumblr.
"SHHH SILENCE. I want to see how this ends."
The cashier got surprised in a good manner.
"Oooh, are you sure? I believe you're not getting out of this fine." She asked laughing
YouTube answered.
"Yes!"
*SLAM*
A cream paper bag fell over the table, along with the other plates of his friends. YouTube opened it and saw the big sandwich that was wet with the jalapeño liquids. The boy closed the bag and smiled sheepishly at the waitress while asking her: "How many things does this have?"
The Asiatic waitress of blue almost black eyes, green hair and with a cream uniform was getting whipped cream over Tumblr's pancakes.
"Hmmm, eleven jalapeños, dried meat, salami,pepperoni..."
The boy looked at that thing with horror while DeviantArt was laughing with humor.
"MORE!" Tumblr shouted looking at the tiny cream mountain over her breakfast.
The waitress continued to get more whipped cream over the girl's food.
"Chili, hot chili, hot ground beef, french fries..."
"MORE!" The girl shouted continuing to see that her mountain was medium.
"Three chesses; Mozzarella, Cheddar, and Creme..."
The waitress stopped giving the cream to Tumblr seeing that the mountain was in the heights of Tumblr's chest.
"PERFECT!" Tumblr yelled.
Still, YouTube saw with astonishment that pair of sliced bread filled with ingredients out of the same hell.
The Asiatic girl got out the syrup and started to spread it in her food.
"Oh! And nacho chips!" She shouted while throwing some blueberries to the food.
"That's all sweetheart." The waitress smiled.
"Thank you!" Said Tumblr ready to get out her cutlery.
By manners of her own culture, the woman bent over in a way to say thanks or go say goodbye to her.
"Ehh, would do the same, but I can't. I would end up in that mountain cream of my pancakes." Tumblr apologized feeling uncomfortable.
"No worries, sweetheart."
And in just that exact moment, another waiter came in with a silver tray that had lots of drinks over it, including a milkshake.
"Oh! Finally, you're here! I was already asking for you!" Said the waitress while seeing the Caucasian boy with black hair and blue eyes, which used to wear the same uniform as she did.
The man handed out the drinks one by one.
"The milkshake for the girl of the bubbly personality!" The boy left the drink next to Tumblr carefully.
"Milk for the minty boy!" He placed the milk over Pandora which he was eating a chocolate brownie with mint.
"A cappuccino for the purple girl and the soda for the green one!" The man placed the soda to DeviantArt and the coffee for Fanfiction.
"And a big soda for the boy that is filled with courage!" Said the lady appearing with an enormous jar full of the drink on YouTube.
"W-what's this? WHAT IS THIS?" YouTube asked confused.
"By ordering the sandwich "JALAPEÑO DEL INFIERNO" You win a big drink for free!" Responded the girl.
"WOAH! Did he really picked that?" The boy asked in astonishment leaning over the girl's shoulder.
She nodded and both turned back while everyone was saying thanks.
"Luck for the boy of the sandwich!" Both shouted disappearing from their sights.
Tumblr softly whispered:
"I ship them."
YouTube looked at the table. Pandora was eating some minty brownies. Fanfiction had two donuts. Tumblr was already eating the mountain cream from pancakes and DeviantArt was smiling deviously while she was eating a sandwich of ham, egg, and cheese.
He frowned and gave a daredevil smile to the bag. He grabbed a handful of napkins while the rest were watching in amazement about the fact that he was brave enough to do that.
He got the big sandwich out while he was grabbing it with the napkins. YouTube gave a big bite to it. Everyone was watching him carefully.
"MMM!" YouTube shouted loving the flavor of the sandwich "IT'S DELICIOUS IT'S LIKE A BURST OF FLAVORS IN MY MOUTH!"
"Are you sure about that?" DeviantArt asked provocatively.
*COUGH* YouTube coughed.
"I'm fine!"
YouTube gave four more savage bites to his food. After ten seconds of chewing, he felt the burning in his mouth. His white skin was turning red!
"AHHHH! IT BURNS! IT BURNS!"
YouTube swallowed a lot of his soda while his friends were dying of laughter.
"Aaaah, much better!" He yelled in satisfaction.
Everyone neglected with their heads and proceeded to eat their foods.
"I knew that no one was capable of eating that." Said Pandora finishing his brownie.
"Actually, I only know one person that is capable of eating that without any burns or any soda, and that's my aunt. She's capable of eating at least five of these!" Said YouTube biting the sandwich while drinking the soda.
"Aunt?" DeviantArt asked looking at Tumblr.
"Right YouTube! You've never told us about your family!" Tumblr shouted.
YouTube stopped chewing and swallowed everything he had in his mouth looking at his friends.
"My family doesn't like that I talk about them, so they prefer to stay in anonymous." He responded giving another bite, already being half of the sandwich.
"And nobody knows who are your family?" Pandora asked worriedly.
"Noup, no one. Not even Blogger which I consider him like a brother to me."
"Speaking of Blogger, I haven't seen him lately, have you seen him YouTube?" —Fanfiction asked changing the topic.
YouTube shook his head neglecting what she said while he had his mouth full he said: "DeviantArt and I went to see him one day and he wasn't there, neither his mother. Perhaps they are here today, and if Blogger is not here then he must be in Techmax with his father."
"Ahh, right... His parents are divorced." Pandora replied watching how YouTube ended his sandwich with tears and mucus falling down from his face thanks to the best from the sauce.
"It's 10:20 we should visit them, we have plenty of time!"
Hour: 10:40
Building Installing Accounts
Department 403
YouTube sighed and knocked the door. For this time, it opened and with a lot of difficulty.
When the door opened everyone looked down to a woman in a wheelchair that was wearing some gray jeans, a white shirt and a blue cardigan over it in the same color as her slippers. Her hair was in color mint and made in a loose ponytail at her next side. She with her grey curious eyes asked: What are you guys doing in here?
"We are looking for Blogger! Is he around here?" DeviantArt asked.
"Oh, no. He's not here, but please come in." The lady made her wheelchair to go back, leaving enough space for the five teenagers to enter the apartment.
The apartment was pretty big it had mint colored walls and a cream rug. Everybody sat on the black couch which was in front of a big T.V, the place smelled like cinnamon.
"Hey! What a lovely place!" Tumblr said observing the apartment pretty positively.
"Well, thank you very much, dear. You are Tumblr, right? Blogger used to talk a lot about you!" The mother of the mentioned kid smiled while remembering that.
"Actually, we wanted to spend some time with him, but since he's not here well..." Fanfiction said being somehow nervous.
"Oh no! Don't worry! If you want to you could stay to watch a movie!"
"Really? Thank you so much!" All of them shouted.
The woman smiled.
"You guys want something to eat?" She asked.
"No thanks, Diary, we just ate." YouTube responded politely.
«YouTube, being polite? That's something new.» DeviantArt thought.
"Well," The lady clapped. "Choose of the options there is. I'll do something if you excuse me."
The lady left pretty fast in her wheelchair. YouTube got out of the couch and went in front of the television to see the movies that were inside of the table that was under it.
"It can't be! They have "The Room" in here! One of the worst animated movies of 2006!" YouTube shouted looking at the movie's cover.
"Really? Put it on!" Tumblr shouted.
"But if it is so bad, why do you want to watch it?" Fanfiction asked.
"You guys don't understand, it's a movie that is SO BAD that it turns it good." YouTube explained while inserting the disk into the DVD.
YouTube sat and was skipping everything that came before the movie. Pandora got close to him and asked: "Hey, pardon me for asking this, but, why is in a wheelchair?"
"Uh, I don't know. I just remember that when I was little she wasn't using one, but something really bad happened to her to end up permanently in that chair." YouTube explained getting up from the couch. "I'll go to the bathroom for a moment, I'll come back later."
The boy walked around of the apartment's hallways and found the bathroom. When he entered it, the bathroom was in cream and brownish colors, being really clean. YouTube ended up his business and decided to wash his hands while he was doing that some cryings were heard near he was.
By curiosity and boldness, the boy started searching for that room where the crying was stronger than ever. YouTube knocked the door.
" ? Are you there? Is everything alright?" YouTube asked and without no answer, he opened up the door.
An orange and cream room was revealed. The bed was made out of wood and its clothes were white. The walls had posters and in general, it was pretty organized with some of his papers that were on the ground thanks to the breeze. Typical of Blogger. In the middle of it, there was OpenDiary showing her back crying while having some big folders on her hands.
YouTube approached her and bent over to grab her shoulder.
"He's not here, YouTube. He's not." She sobbed passing softly the pages of the folders.
Blogger used to have a pretty complicated and simple system of folders. Each folder had information about his friends and family. OpenDiary was grabbing the folder of color mint where Blogger put information about her, full of sentences that showed the appreciation from the teenager to his mother. One of her tears fell in one of the papers.
"What are you talking about ? I thought that the fact he hasn't been around it was to stay the rest of the year with his father in Techmax." YouTube asked confused.
The lady neglected that fact by shaking her head.
"He told me he was going outside to do something and he never came back. I know that Blogger would never escape from me, but of course, he would do this to his father. This doesn't have any explanation."
"So, what you're saying is that he's kidnapped!?"
"YES!" The lady shut him up in tears.
YouTube stayed thunderstruck his pupils started shaking but at least he came back to stay in the same world.
"Have you reported this to the police?"
The lady shook her head implying that she didn't do that.
"AND WHAT ARE WE GONNA WIN BY CRYING? WE HAVE TO GO NOW! BRING A PHOTO ABD I'LL ACCOMPANY YOU TO THE POLICE HEADQUARTERS."
She nodded and got the photo. Both were already in the living room where the rest were in.
"Guys, I am going to help with something. She trusts you DeviantArt so you'll be in charge for them to not make a mess in here."
DeviantArt ignored him nodding.
Hour:11:20
New Tab's Police Headquarters
"Okay, try to explain yourself again." Said the official.
"Don't worry, I'll better explain him." YouTube said placing the palm of his hand on her shoulder. "The son of , Blogger has been missing mysteriously without any marks left."
"Since when was the last time you've seen him?" The official asked.
"It has been six days sir! He told me he was going to do something important and he disappeared!" The lady shouted.
"Six days ago? That was the day that Blogger decided to break up with me! What time was it the last time you've seen him?"
"It was five in the afternoon..." She answered.
"At that hour he told me the truth... after that, we left in different ways... left and right..." YouTube responded surprised of the conclusion they both got.
"So let's see this. Your sixteen years old son named Blogger has orange hair, white skin, green eyes; he uses black glasses, a peach colored sweater, khaki pants and blacks shoes converse. Am I right?"
The lady nodded.
Well, we will ask if he has your son if he doesn't then we will start the investigation. Have a nice day."
Hour:11:55
Building Installing Accounts
Apartment 403
The woman and the young boy were in front of the door of the apartment of the mother of the missing teenager.
"We did what we could. Let's hope they find him."
The woman sighed.
"I hope so." The lady made a fake smile, making YouTube to start worrying; still, he opened the door and saw how his friends were already more than the half of the movie.
They walked inside of the apartment and the lady smiled asking about the movie: "Of all the movies you had to choose that one?"
"Well, the movie is so bad that it's ironically good. The actual question is, why do you have it?"
The lady looked at the television.
"I have no idea how it got here, but it was one of the movies my ex-husband and I used to watch to kill the time.
"O-oh..." YouTube stuttered making an awkward silence in the living room.
Hour: 12:54
Installing Accounts
First floor
All of the teenagers were going outside the building.
"It's 12:54." Said Tumblr looking at the hour on her phone. "We still have four hours till five o'clock."
"I am pretty sure that Google will come before five." YouTube replied.
"In what time you think he'll come?" Tumblr asked.
"Somehow about four and thirty o' clock."
Tumblr clapped to bring out attention.
"When it's two and forty-five we should already start with the investigation. It must come out perfect."
Hour: 2:45
Place: Near to the restaurant NetGarden
"This is the place. Only one person needs to stay, and that's where you come in in the plan, Pandora." Said Tumblr.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah."
Tumblr grabbed her galactic backpack and got out of it a military uniform with a Walkie Talkie.
"And this is for?" The boy asked.
"You see those bushes over there?" She asked pointing at one of them, Pandora nodded. "You should hide and camouflage in one of them which is why there is a military uniform. The Walkie Talkie is just in case you're left without a phone. This is what you're going to do, you hide in that bush and wait till Google comes with his car. Google took a picture of it so you can recognize it, in case Yahoo! comes with hers I took a picture of it."
Tumblr gave Pandora two photos.
"When one of them arrives, first you're going to send us a message. If your phone dies you have your Walkie-talkie to replace it. When you finish you can go home because you already accomplished your mission.
"And what are we going to do Tumblr?" Fanfiction asked.
"Follow me. Pandora, you'll stay here until you do what I told you to do."
"Understood."
Tumblr started to walk while her other friends were saying farewells to Pandora.
"We are going to divide ourselves into two groups." Tumblr explained while looking at her friends. "Me and Fanfiction, YouTube and DeviantArt. We will get inside of the restaurant when Pandora warns with some disguises on. It's to enter without any suspicions from Google. We will sit in the last seats having the view of all the restaurant BUT there's a part that we can't see, but it's perfect to see for those who are outside the restaurant. That's where you two are going to be outside with the same equipment that Pandora used. If you they get inside we will send you a message saying "internal potato" "
"Why Internal potato?" DeviantArt asked.
"I was hungry while making this plan." Tumblr nervously laughed. "If it's in your area you guys have to say "External Potato"."
Tumblr gave DeviantArt a paper full of codes.
"When you receive the message you two should change your clothes for the disguises and when you enter you should text us "homunculus at home". You two are going to stay outside.
Almost two hours passed and everyone was ready in their positions.
"DeviantArt, tell me the hour." Tumblr demanded.
"Looks like it's four and twenty-four." She answered while Tumblr felt something vibrating in her phone."
Pandora: He's coming!
Tumblr saw the message and immediately started to change her appearance, Fanfiction was seeing what was going on, so she decided to do the same.
Both girls went out of the bush and entered the restaurant.
YouTube and DeviantArt stayed inside the bush, seeing how they were getting inside, leaving them alone.
"Now what?" YouTube asked.
"Now we have to wait till Tumblr send us a sign." She responded.
They stayed watching the parking lot until they saw Google's car that was chromed blue. The man was wearing black pants and an opened vest revealing his Prussian blue shirt made out of silk it was slightly opened, showing off part of his chest.
Google entered the restaurant and wanted to get through unnoticed. He sat on one of the most isolated and distant tables. He glanced at his metal clock, looking really nervous.
Tumblr was in two tables behind him, watching everything. Google was getting distracted by his phone.
Ten minutes passed and Yahoo! arrived. She was wearing a black dress that was ending up her knees and it had long sleeves. She was also wearing Hugh heels of the same color. Her hair was made into a loose ponytail that was on her right side.
The woman opened the glass gates. When she entered, she started to search for Google. She saw him and had a faint smile.
She slowly approached him and he smiled seeing her sitting on the chair.
"Good afternoon." She smiled in such seductive tone.
The man giggled and responded the same thing.
"Good afternoon, pardon me, but seems like you got the wrong person." The man responded while laughing.
"What are you talking about?" She asked rolling her eyes.
"I wasn't expecting for someone so dazzling would come to me, each and everytime you don't cease to surprise me."
"Well, what can I say? Finding you is like it was a PresentHopes's gift. Changing out of topic, that blue suits you perfectly!" She replied trying to grab tightly his shirt, but the table wasn't letting her.
*CLANG* *CLANG*
—"Oof,... I can't." She leaned over the table laughing.
YouTube and DeviantArt kept watching from outside, inside the bushes.
"I can't see a thing!" YouTube shouted.
"Neither can I!" She responded.
*BUZZ*
Tumblr: Internal Potato.
DeviantArt grabbed her phone and looked at the message.
"Internal Potato?" YouTube asked.
"No wonder why we couldn't see them! That's the code! We have to get inside!" DeviantArt yelled.
DeviantArt immediately took the backpack to search the disguises, she got out her military uniform. Showing the clothes she was wearing before. She got herself on a blonde wig with a ridiculous blue dress with black dots. She was also wearing a black hat that had a red bow in the middle. Her shoes were completely sobered by the dress.
DeviantArt gave away the backpack to YouTube. The boy searched inside of it and he could only find an enormous green hoodie and some blue jeans. There was a purple wig with a black beanie. He got rid of his military suit to get his disguise on.
DeviantArt laughed as she was seeing herself in a tiny mirror that was inside of the backpack.
"Hahaha, I look like my mom with this blonde wig."
"So, does that mean that your father's hair is blue? And that's why yours is like that?" YouTube asked as a joke pointing at the girl's head, referencing her green hair.
"As funny as it sounds, it is the truth." She answered.
"Oh, wow." He responded with some amusement. "Give me that! I wanna see how I look!"
YouTube took the mirror out of the hands of his companion.
"You look ridiculous." She replied laughing.
YouTube looked at his disguise with certain disgust and contempt.
"I knew that you were born here in New Tab, and about you moving to Connection when you were at least eight years old to study in Unix's Inmate Academy. I want to know, how did it go?" Yahoo! asked placing her wrist in a way that was pushing her cheek.
Google sighed looking at his menu.
"The sudden moving affected me, it made me homesick. The academy was great and bad in certain aspects. It was great for the fact that lets you sleep in the own academy and all of the services were excellent. It was bad for the fact that after seeing my high results in a test to assign me to a group. They were the highest, so they made me skip four grades.
Yahoo! frowned.
"And, how was that?"
"It was..tiring, from time to time I had more demands and expectations over my shoulder like: "You're her son you should act like it." ,"You're the best student in this academy bring the best of you." I was a middle school kid with High school students. Actually, I managed to study with Bing for about six years!"
"Really? I knew that Bing was four years older than you, but I never knew that you two studied together! How was he?"
"What I can say is that he hasn't changed."
Yahoo! laughed.
"I bet you were popular."
"I was and I didn't like it. I used to dedicate myself to defend those students from bullying. The academy may be good, but it doesn't have a great system against that. I ended up few times with the nurse."
"Wow, that was truly brave of you."
"Ha... I suppose so, how was it for you?"
"For me? Normal I suppose, like any student, but before I was in high school I used to change a lot from schools. I ended up studying in the high school that was the closest to the city. I was always in good grades, I was even a member of the gymnastics team back in the day.
"Cheerleader?" Google replied surprised.
"The leader." She answered. "I was interested in gymnastics, but obviously that wasn't my passion."
From nowhere two weird subjects entered the restaurant. Google and Yahoo! looked at a blonde woman that had a blue dress and a purple haired boy with blue jeans. Both were just astonished after what they've seen.
"Do you sometimes feel bad for some people?" Yahoo! asked.
Google sighed nodding.
A waiter appeared next to the table.
"What can I order for you?"
DeviantArt and YouTube tried to find a table that was really close from the couple, not caring about the weird looks that they were catching, still, they couldn't find them. They had to sit in a table that was far away from them.
Both sighed trying to see from their sides.
"All of this for nothing." Said YouTube.
"At least we'll eat something." DeviantArt replied.
*BUZZ*
DeviantArt received another message.
Tumblr: I am taking pictures!
She rolled her eyes and turned off the object.
Hour: 7:30
Outside the restaurant of Net Garden.
«DeviantArt, Fanfiction, and YouTube might have left, but I'll keep taking pictures.»Tumblr thought inside a bush seeing how the couple were getting outside of the restaurant.
"Today's been great, I expect to have more like these. Yahoo! said holding his hand.
"I have to say the same thing, well, see you later." Google responded letting go of her hand.
Both got separated, and Yahoo! seemed to be calling someone. Google looked back and saw her how busy she was.
"You don't have a car?" He asked.
"O-oh, no. Tumblr made it a DISASTER after stealing it." She answered.
Google opened the car's door and moved his arm in a body language, technically telling her to get inside while he lifted his eyebrows with a small grin on his face.
Yahoo! saw this and just grabbed her right arm looking at another side.
"So-sorry, I can't..."
"Why?"
"I feel like I've been asking for too many favors."
"Nonsense!" Google held both of the lady's arms while laughing.
"C'mon, get inside!"
She started to laugh and entered the car next to him.
Tumblr saw how the car was turning on and how it was being driven to the distance. She turned on her phone and looked at the pictures she took.
"With this is more than enough."
Hour: 8:27
Tumblr's Room
Tumblr opened an app and posted the photos anonymously. After two minutes she received a message from DeviantArt.
DeviantArt: I see that an "anonymous" posted certain "pictures". Aren't you scared you get in trouble because of this?
Tumblr wrote a message to DeviantArt.
Tumblr: Not at all, as long as I stay anonymous everything will be fine.
Meanwhile... in the Central Park, nine P.M...
Google and Yahoo! were sitting on a bench, being in silence, contemplating the stars.
"Excuse me, but are you two Yahoo! Answers and Google Chrome?" The news reporter asked appearing in front of them.
"Uh, yes?" Yahoo! answered.
"Perfect! Because I have plenty of questions to ask you!"
Yahoo! smiled.
"Oh, well..."
"I am sure that the majority of his questions are stupid and out of his incumbency Yahoo!, don't fall for that." Google responded.
Out of nowhere another reporter of red clothes appeared, pushing the other one.
"Times now it's not the time to steal my show, it's my moment!" CNN shouted.
"Can't we just have a beautiful night in PEACE?" Google complained yelling at her.
"A beautiful night in peace, with your girlfriend! on DATE." A new reporter shouted, appearing in the middle.
"What?" Google asked.
"So what do you say about these photos?" Asked a new reporter showing the photos that Tumblr posted.
"H-how..." Yahoo! stuttered looking at the photos.
"Sincerely, at this point, nothing surprises me." The man replied. "Well, I think it's getting pretty late and that we should leave. Shall we?"
Google hold softly Yahoo's! arm and tried to stay away from them, trying that they didn't follow them. They arrived at the parking lot fastly. Before entering the car, more than twenty reporters were following them and various of them weren't letting the couple to get in the car.
"Get that thing away from me!" Google shouted, talking about the cameras while he was pushing the reporters to properly close the car's door.
The automobile turned on and ran fast enough to leave the crowd alone.
"Ugh, the press. They are so annoying." Said Google looking back. "They forget that certain people are just websites, just like them."
Yahoo! looked back having to see how the reporters were getting in their cars to follow them.
"Uhh... they are following us!" Yahoo! shouted nervously.
"I know, that's why I'm getting a shortcut."
Google took a curve on the road getting in a path that was on his right side. The oath was dark, but in this way, they would get to their destination faster. The majority went with the larger path while only two of them followed them in the shortcut. Luckily, they managed to get in Google's mansion before the journalists did. The man got out a remote control pretty swiftly. He pressed a button and saw how the entrance was opening slowly. His tension was intensifying due that he didn't want for the reporters to come. When it finally opened. Google entered the car as fastly as possible. He made sure that the gates were impossible to be open for the press.
The man panted out of exhaustion.
"Well, let's get inside, right?" Said Google.
Yahoo! nodded while observing the flowers of the path, thinking that they were pretty.
Both walked the whitish path and when approaching the door some scratches were heard behind from it.
"What, what's that?" Yahoo! asked.
"Must be my dog." He answered.
"True! You've told me about him!"
Google opened the enormous doors revealing a fluffy white canine with a red collar, sitting in the middle waiting for his owner.
The dog started barking at Yahoo!
"Shhh! Hey! Leave her alone!" Google sushed the dog.
The dog stood up quietly and started to follow his owner while they were walking.
Yahoo! looked around astonished at her surroundings of the beautiful place.
"I know that you are really wealthy and all of that, ¿but how did you get this mansion?" She asked.
"It's a long story." He answered.
"When will I leave?"
"Somehow at least, three days."
"THREE DAYS!?"
"Generally, after three days the reporters are gone. You'll have to stay to sleep, my apologies."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter. I just want to know where I'm going to be sleeping."
"We'll need to find a room, I really doubt it that there's another one available that isn't ruined."
"Why do you have the rooms without any care taken off?"
"This mansion belonged to a family that was later destroyed. They had plenty of rooms, but they only used the necessary ones, while the rest were without any care. I don't fix them for the fact that I don't receive any guests in here, and laziness, but who knows that there might be that isn't being used and that's in a good state."
Google and Yahoo! went upstairs.
"On your left, there's the kitchen and the dining room"
Google opened both doors and revealed an enormous dark wood table in the middle of the room.
"And the kitchen?" Yahoo! asked while Google shook a big magenta curtain, revealing a wall that had huge glass windows from the right to the tiny door that was in the left, letting the metallic utensils of the kitchen to be visible.
"Wow! You use this!?" Yahoo! shouted in astonishment.
"PFFT! No! That's for the case if a huge amount of people is invited." Google answered while getting her out of the room.
"This one to your right is the living room." Google said opening the doors from her right.
Another room was revealed, this time it was a very dark room which had a big television, a pair of coaches and a dark table made out of turned the lights which had an cinematic aesthetic lighting up the place leaving it to see the gray of the walls.
"If you go upstairs you'll find stuff of entertainment."
Yahoo! heard him and went upstairs. There was a tiny room with the same color of the living room. It had a billiard table, darts, a chess game, ping-pong and some furniture that had a lot of board games inside. There was also a roundtable of the same color as the table of the living room.
Google held her hand.
"There's much more to see!" He exclaimed having a wide grin on his face.
Yahoo! smiled till coming to the room next to that one.
"Now, what is this one?" She asked provocatively.
"I don't have to say a lot about this one, but this is the one for practicing and playing instruments."
When the doors opened what was described was made true.
The floor had shimmering cream slabs, the walls had also something similar. A saxophone, violins, drums and an acoustic guitar could be seen.
"You play all of this?" She asked.
"Yeah, everything except for the drums." He responded. "The drums belong to YouTube."
The couple decided to leave the room.
"He lives with you?" Yahoo! asked.
"It's a long story." Google answered opening the next door.
"The library, it contains a lot of the books from the past, I always need to upgrade it. It's a problem when it comes to organizing them by alphabetical order."
"It's huge!" She shouted walking towards a bookcase reading the loin of one of the books. "Old English? Wow!"
"Yeah, they are really old enough to smell like dust."
"They are older than you!
"Haha. Funny. You're exactly the same age as I am, remember?" Google responded laughing sarcastically
"Seven months older! That's what makes me one year older than you!"
"Why does that matter?"
Both got out of the room laughing, they walked right next to some stairs and they came to a room that was next to them.
"And this is the bathroom. Something simple if I'm being honest."
The bathroom's door opened and the exact same slabs from the room of the instruments were shown. It had everything a bathroom needed a handwash, a shower, bathtub, toilet, an aid kit, trash can and other stuff.
They swiftly closed the door of the bathroom. Google kept guiding Yahoo! walking to the right. Another stair appeared and next to it, there was a room without any doors. It was just a simple kitchen, it had a stove, a smaller table that had the same color as the other one that was in the bigger dining room; a toaster, a fridge and other stuff that of course are always needed in a kitchen.
Google placed his hands on his hips while pointing at the kitchen.
"And that's the last room of the second floor, if you want to we can get upstairs."
"Is there any differences with both stairs?"
"If I say so myself, there's not a lot of them. It's just that with different stairs you get into different directions. The stairs from the right side will bring you to those rooms that are in the right and so successively, logic right?"
Yahoo! nodded leaving the room leaving her foot on the brown stairs.
"Is there someone in your house?"
"Well… Tumblr, I could order her to bring me a suitcase full of clothes…"
She got her phone out of her purse while walking over the stairs. Yahoo! was writing her a message and by being distracted she almost suffered from a fall.
"Wow! Careful!" Google shouted as he saw her wobbling and as a sudden reaction, he managed to catch her.
Yahoo! sighed.
"Thanks."
She stopped being inclined and finished the text she was going to send Tumblr. The man and the female finally ended walking over the stairs.
"Done, I sent her a text." She sighed.
"You should be more careful from where you're going."
Yahoo! assented and looked at the big hallways, soon enough another question pooped out her mind.
"So, is there more in here?"
"Well, of course, there is. In here there's simply more rooms."
Yahoo! was observing her surroundings but she gave a glance to a door that was in her left full of scratches.
"Uhh, what's this one?" She asked pointing out the door with her thumb.
"Ahh, that one. It's from YouTube's" He said coming closer to the door.
Yahoo! turned herself to get a better sight of the door. She saw how it had a logo saying ''NO ONE IS ALLOWED''.
"I believe he doesn't want to get anyone inside his bedroom."
"Pssh!" Google rolled his eyes. "Trust me, he doesn't. Seems that he left it unlocked. We can get inside."
The man opened the door and it made an almost silent noise. The teenager was lying down, leaving his chest over the red bed and when he heard the door being opened he started yelling and moving without leaving the bed in the direction where the sound was coming from.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want you to open the door D-"
The boy's voice was interrupted when he saw both adults standing up in front of the door.
"The door wasn't locked, I didn't think that you were here." He responded.
"Lies, for what reason you want to get in my room?"
"I was thinking of giving a house tour to Yahoo!" Google said outstretching his hand next to the woman. "And well, I am doing it."
"Oh, hi Yahoo!" The boy replied ignoring the older man.
"Hello YouTube, sorry for the disturbance." She responded.
"No, it's not you. It is a certain person who doesn't know how to follow instructions."
"My house, my rules." Google responded closing the door.
There was a tiny silence.
"So, what's in the other rooms?" Yahoo! asked looking at the man next to her.
"Disaster, except mine."
Google held her hand and even if his face couldn't be seen, by the shape of his cheeks it could be known that he was smiling. Yahoo! started smiling as well feeling the warmth of her own cheeks as she was holding tightly his hand.
Both walked through the hallways smiling in silence. Until they passed by two big navy blue doors with golden knobs out of gold.
"What are those doors for?" Yahoo! asked.
"Ahh… I truly have no idea what are they for. It has been always a mystery to me since I don't have the keys." He responded.
"Haven't you tried breaking the doors?"
"Never! I believe they have a really pretty design just to get it ruined."
"You're right."
"But we didn't come here just to see this, right?"
She neglected him by just a simple nod. They continued their path happily until they saw another set of stairs.
"It has a third floor!? Why am I surprising myself?"
Google smiled and led her to his room. When the door was opened a big bedroom was shown. It had a bed made out of black wood with white and blue bed sheets in the middle of the room. In front of the bed, there was a gray rug with a pair of chairs and a tiny table to a side. It had a closet far away from the bedstead to the left. Also, In front of the furniture there was also a big television hanging on the wall, next to the bed there was another place to sleep that seemed to be especially for his dog.
Yahoo's! eyes widened when seeing the place. It seemed pretty comfortable. She walked slowly through one of the hallways of the room. When she opened it a tiny office was revealed, inside of it, there was desk made out of wood, various bookstands a computer and every basic element necessary for an office. When closing the door she saw another one in front of her. It was simply just a bathroom that had a shower, a bathtub, and every one of the essential things for the white, sky blued and golden bathroom. She closed the door and felt how her hand felt that familiar warmth once again.
She watched how Google was taking her near to some white curtains that were close, yet so far away from the bed. He turned on the lights and when he opened the curtains what was left to see was a beautiful balcony that was letting all the view of a stunning garden of the palace, not only that but also a big sized pool. The front of the mansion could be seen if the outdoors lights were on. Google took a remote and turned on the lights, finally leaving visible everything that was just described. Yahoo! gasped out of astonishment.
"Wow! It's beautiful!" She shouted not tearing her eyes apart from the landscape.
Google leaned over the railing of the balcony watching everything that was happening down there. From nowhere someone who was blue-haired threw a black suitcase.
"What the-"
"That must have been Tumblr with my stuff." She interrupted.
And just at that time, a white canine was seen taking the suitcase from its mouth.
"What is he doing?"
"Ah, that. Plus was trained that if they throw in here the newspaper he should get it, and now everything that is being thrown in here he catches it. That's how his logic works, my apologies for this.
"I see. No need to say sorry though!"
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Google responded grabbing her hand again.
Both left the room and went downstairs, already arriving at the ballroom the dog was already approaching them leaving the suitcase on the floor. The dog sat down having a marked happy smile. Yahoo! took the suitcase slowly, feeling the dog's saliva being impregnated on the handgrip of the object. She smiled and pet his head.
"Good dog?"
"I'll go to search some napkins!" Google shouted running to the kitchen.
After some seconds the man came back with napkins in his hand. He placed the napkin over the wet area of the suitcase, drying out the dog's drool.
"A thousand apologies for this."
"No! No! Of course not! I am not mad!"
The man smiled cleaning the suitcase.
"Do you need something else?"
"Just something to drink." She answered.
Google slightly nodded and started to lead her to the kitchen. When they arrived, he sat her down to a chair.
"I'll come back soon, I'll just take a shower. While I'm doing that you can get everything you want from the fridge."
Yahoo! watched how the man disappeared out of her sight which after that was focused on the silvery refrigerator. After a minute a teenager entered the kitchen. The black haired boy passed next to her ignoring her completely until he started to grab a gallon of milk inside of the fridge.
"Yahoo! if you want something from the fridge you can take it as long as it pleases you." Said the boy taking two bars of king-sized chocolate." Do you want some hot chocolate?"
"Hot chocolate sounds ni-iiiiiiice…." Yahoo's sight was planted on the kitty slippers that the teenager was wearing.
She smiled holding her giggle.
"Why are you being so educated lately?"
"And who says that I can't be educated?"
"Because you aren't."
"Just because I am a daredevil and a lover of danger, doesn't mean that I can't be educated." The boy responded back getting two mugs out of a shelf.
Yahoo! stayed quiet looking the boy and how he was getting a pot out of the same place.
"I've been having this question since I have seen you here."
YouTube's glance went from the pot to Yahoo!
"What is it?" The boy asked already opening and pouring the milk in the container.
"I was about to ask you first of why are you leaving here with Google, but I think a better question to ask first is: How did you and Google met?"
When he heard those six last words YouTube's eyes widened leaving him distracted making him spill the milk.
"Damn it!" He yelled. "Wait till I clean this disaster."
YouTube grabbed a napkin which absorbed all the milk.
"Where were we?"
"I was about to ask you about how you met Google."
"Ahh, right. Do you like dark chocolate? Because to be honest I'm in a mood for dark chocolate milk."
"I like its bitterness, yes." YouTube proceeded to cut pieces of the chocolate manually.
"Speaking of that… I don't think it's an acceptable story."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because society doesn't find it acceptable. That's how things work." The boy answered throwing the cut pieces of the chocolate into the pot.
Both stayed in silence. Yahoo! stared at the table without any life and YouTube at the pot.
The boy proceeded to move the wood ladle in a circular manner, mixing the milk with the chocolate making the melting process faster.
"But I have to say it right? It's a really important story where Google is involved A LOT."
There were no comments.
"And you two are already in a relationship, and in a relationship, there is a key which is being honest and communication, so I suppose that if I tell you he wouldn't get mad, right?"
Yahoo! shrugged.
YouTube started to pour the chocolate milk from the pot to the white mugs he got out recently.
"Sugar?" The boy asked pointing at one of the mugs while opening one drawer, showing the sugar.
"No thanks."
YouTube closed the drawer and walked carefully towards the table where Yahoo! was sitting. The boy of the jet black hair placed the two mugs over the wood table which happened to have a grey tablecloth over it. The boy pushed slightly one of the mugs, leaving Yahoo! to know that that was her mug.
"Careful, it's hot." Said the young one seeing how Yahoo! was grabbing slowly the mug. "Now, about me and Google; do you promise me to not tell a word of this to ANYBODY?" He continued his dialogue pointing at the woman making an emphasis on the last word.
"Nobody. I promise" She answered lifting her hand at the same level as her chest.
YouTube lowered his head and lifted it up slightly.
"Good, do you know who or what are the viruses?"
[ TO BE CONTINUED ]
A/N: Hello there finally I'm back! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Since it's 8000+ words after all, 20 minutes reading experienced. Originally it wasn't meant to tell that Blogger was kidnapped in this chapter, but I felt like I was making it too long. If you guys are asking why "The Room" is mentioned as an animated movie even though it's a live-action one, this is because of the whole alternate dimension thing. All of the animated series are live action (which includes our characters to be live pieces of meat instead of pencils and sketched) Live-Action stuff is animated. This is to not break the logic o the websites being in fandoms that were originated by humans (with human actors to be specific, no not break the whole thing of the websites not knowing the existence of humans. A mouthful I know, haha but you'll catch on.