More than one chapter in a day - I'm awesome, right? :P Sorry for the lack of PewDiePie - he comes soon, I promise!

"So what happened with Kristen?" Toby asked, studying Jack. He couldn't tell if there was something wrong or not - he wasn't really all too good at this sort of thing. Although Jack's 'heartfelt' apology at the door HAD to be a clue.

"I was just being an idiot again," Jack said dismissively, waving a hand in the air as he went to make them some coffee.

"Dude, you're always an idiot. What happened?"

"Nothing, she was just telling me some crap about Rhona and I was a jerk and interrupted her, I pretty much said I wasn't interested in her life. I'm overreacting. I just feel horrible," Jack complained bitterly.

"You're not a jerk, Jack," Toby said honestly. "You can be an idiot sometimes… well, all the time-" he stopped, noting Jack's glare. This probably wasn't the way to go. "Um, so anyway, you're not a jerk. She probably doesn't even mind. You know Kirsten, she's not really phased at anything."

"True, true," Jack admitted. "But I still feel bad. Ah well. I'd better get editing, it's supposed to be out tomorrow and I haven't even started."

"Whatcha editing?" Toby asked, leaning on the back of the sofa to watch.

"Your Grammar Sucks number 42," Jack replied.

"42 already?" Toby looked a little surprised. "That's a lot of bad grammar."

"You don't say," Jack mumbled, concentrating on adding mini Jacks around his image on the screen.

"What are you doing?" Toby asked, more than a little amused.

"Watch," Jack said, and pushed play. The mini Jacks came to life, and as soon as Jack's image had read out the comment on the screen, the little Jacks yelled "WHADDAFUCK?"

Toby burst out laughing, and Jack grinned. "They're my lil' clones," Jack chuckled. "The biches love them."

"The biches?" Toby spluttered.

"Yeah, my fans. You have the Audience, I have my biches. Deal with it," he said, slipping into his Chad accent.

"Right," Toby said, trying not to laugh further. "You wanna go down to Starbucks? I'm starving."

"You just had coffee."

"I said I was starving, not thirsty, dude. Come on," Toby moaned, shoving Jack's shoulder.

"Fine, sheesh," Jack said jokingly. "Greedy creep. Lemme just go get my jacket."