When I heard the shower turn off I quickly typed a good bye message.

"toby's coming out now! thanks for everything! bye!"

I hit "Tweet" and then quickly jumped off the couch. Running to my room, I almost bumped into Toby as he came out of the bathroom with a towel knotted around his waist.

"Ant?" he asked, bewildered, as I whizzed by.

"NOOOOTHING!" I cried out, leaping into my bed and grabbing George for protection.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" he hollered, lumbering in while holding up the towel.

I giggled and stuffed my face into George's fur.

He gave me an I'm-watching-you look and then strutted out.

In the end he either never found out or never bothered to give me a telling about hacking his twitter. I would guess that he just didn't want to say anything, though.

"Hey, Toby?" I asked later that day, gripping on to the side of the door outside of his office.

He turned away from the computer screen and spun in the black desk chair, "Yeah, Ant?"

"What's VidCon?" Someone had tweeted me about it whether or not I was going earlier and I hadn't known how to answer.

"I was meaning to tell you. It's a YouTube gathering happening soon, actually. We're going to drive to Anaheim and stay there in a hotel for the weekend. You'll be coming with me, of course, you'll get to meet tons of audience-es."

"And you're tell me this now?" I smiled.

"Well I'm not very organized and I forget things. Come on, Ant, gimme a break."

"I'm just kidding," I walk into the office and sit on a stool beside the keyboard.

He smiled at me and then returned to his editing. Meanwhile I clicked on the piano and stared at the thousands of sound effect choices.

I punched in a random code and got "Angelic Choir." Never having learned how to play piano, I simply pressed down the white keys from left to right. The piano made fake heavenly voices and I had the urge to try every option possible on the keyboard.

That would take days. But I tried anyway.

I was ten effects in when Toby sighed and spun in the desk chair to face me again, his computer frozen at a random video frame that showed himself laughing with his head thrown back in front of the official Cute-Win-Fail white background. Hearing him, I immediately stopped and smiled innocently. I should've known that what I was doing would be distracting.

"Sorry," I muttered.

"Naw, it's fine. You're just doing it wrong." He got up and stood over me on the stool. In an instant he broke into Dramatic Song. I hummed along, doing the singing part but not really singing.

"Here you can do it too, it's not that hard and you're smart." Toby played the first right hand bit slowly. When he finished it he placed my own right hand onto the keys but an octave higher than his fingers were so we could play together.

Trying my best I attempted to repeat what I had seen him do. I messed up after only three notes but Toby jumped in on his octave and led me through the rest.

An hour later I had the whole right hand part down. We could play together with him on the left hand and me on the right.

After a successful rendition of the entire song Toby smiled his huge sincere smile down at me.

"I told you you were smart. Maybe if you practice enough you can play with me at VidCon. Would you want to?"

I looked away from his hopeful face and stared at the keyboard. Play with him? On stage? In front of thousands of people that only now me as his goddaughter? I didn't know.

For one it didn't seem real for Toby to be playing on a stage. Toby was Toby and Toby was the man who cared for me in our little home and made me laugh. He slept on his stomach, liked Thai food, and still screamed when he played video games even if he wasn't recording. Toby. That was it. It was difficult to try to imagine him in a spotlight, waving to cheering fans. And when I try to put myself beside him the image just crumbles.

"I don't know, I'll have to think about it," I finally tell him.

"Well Ant if it's stage fright you know I'll be with you the whole time. If you're too nervous to play onstage I can do it on my own."

"I'll at least go on with you, I guess. Playing- I'm still not sure."

"Thanks, Ant. We'll have fun, I promise."