"Barry, I'll head to the bank to get the money to pay for the apartment after we reach the car park." I say.
"I could just park outside while Dan makes it to the complex." Barry suggests.
"Right, right. I'll text him." I do what I say. "'Dan, Barry's just gonna take me to bank. Head to complex, wait inside.'"
Dan doesn't reply until 5 minutes later. (He'd be a bad person, if he texted while driving.) "'Lizzie, I'm there. I'll head up to Bar and my apartment.'"
"'Alright, we'll be about 15 minutes, okay.'" I reply and tell Barry the plan. Eventually, I get to the bank and head out of the car. I grab my purse before slamming the door shut. Marching over to the ATM, Barry watches the people who look at me funny go by. I get out the cash and fold it before putting it in my massive purse.
Dan calls me and I instantly pick it up. "What's up, dude?" I ask.
"Liz, there's a letter at our apartment for you again." Dan states.
"You could have told me when I got back, but right. I'll keep it in mind." I speak, stepping into the car.
"O-okay, see ya then!" Dan says cheerfully. I bluntly hang up before putting my seat belt on and shutting the door again. Barry and I reach the complex and just look at each other. Mrs Cranbury was at the desk smiling.
"Ma'am, I have the cash. I'm ready to pay up." I return the smile.
"Since your friends with Barry and Dan, you don't have to pay your gas and electric for a couple of months." She notifies.
"Really, are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes, I am. An old gal like me will be generous sometimes." Mrs Cranbury receives a surprise hug from me.
"Thank you, so much!" I cheer.
"Dan and I are letting you uses our internet. As long as we get a third of the cost." Barry announces.
"Thank you, guys. Of course there's a catch, though. I'll give you the cash for this month after I pay Mrs Cranbury, here." I smile opening my purse and fishing the money out of it. Upon unfolding and handing the cash to the old lady, Barry wandered over to the stairs. Mrs Cranbury is thanked by me after handing two sets of keys to me and I head in Barry's direction. "What you doin' here? I thought I'd never see the day you did this out of your own will." I joke.
"Race you!" Barry announces before giving himself a head start.
"Hey, wait up!" I yell after him. The race was easily won by me, I waited by their apartment door.
Catching my breathe Barry says- "I will win… One day." During the pause he heavily panted. I entered the guys' apartment and find Dan sat on the couch, staring at the letter.
"Oh, hey. Liz!" He begins.
"Gimme, gimme the letter." I demand trying to reach for the mail that he held away from me.
"Not even a 'hi' or 'hello'?" Dan asks.
"Hi, now gimme that letter!" I nearly slap him. He hands me the letter and I assess the handwriting.
"Whose it from?" Dan asks.
"This is General Aliza Cospwick's handwriting. Wow, I still remember." I turn it around.
"Wait, how do you know the General of the army?" Barry wonders in.
"She used to talk to me when she was at the base… When I lived there. Aliza saved me from the many break in's there." I explain.
"A kind women…" Barry sighed. "We need more people like her in this world." I opened the letter. Yep, it was definitely her. It explained that all the furniture and possessions that I want from my dad's house would be delivered. It was a tick and send back type letter. I instantly marked off everything I wanted. I grabbed my jacket as it was cold outside.
"Where you going, Liz?" Dan asked.
"Putting this in a post-box. I need to send it ASAP." I reach into the draw, collecting one of their first class stamps. "I'll pay you back for this." I head out the door and run back down the stairs of the complex. Luckily I just had to go beside the stairs leading in. Once the letter was where it needed to be, I took the elevator back up.
"Hey." Barry and Dan both greeted me with my suitcases, all 12 of them. Loading them into the elevator, I step out and get the box of special items from their apartment. I head down the flight of stairs to find Barry and Dan waiting at my door. I stop and stare down the small hallway. The shadow had taken a shape, it was of my dad. Ignoring it, I unlock my door. I step into my place and sigh with relief, noticing a sticky note left on the door.
'Violet, The hallway outside is also owned by you. Feel free to put some photos and furniture out there!
Mrs Cranbury.'
I smile, letting the guys into bring my suitcases in. I crumple the sticky note up and throw it in the bin in the living room part of my apartment.
"Do you need any help unpacking?" Dan askes while putting his hands on his hips.
"No, no. You guys can come and see it finished (for now), tomorrow." I say pretty much shoving them out the door. "Barry, here." I hand him a key. "Just in case you worry or something." He nods and clenches it in his fist. I grab the dark wood side table and drag it outside. After going back in, I sort my clothes into the two wardrobes I was given. Putting the toiletries in the bathroom, I spot the shadow in the mirror after placing the stuff. I jump/ freak out a little bit but quickly get over it.
"Hey, Dahlia. You forgot your blanket." Barry said tiredly handing the item to me while rubbing his eye with the other hand. How did he get there, he just… appeared.
'Awww! So cute. He looks adorable!" I shriek in my head as Barry looked like a 4 year old who'd woken up in the middle of the night due to a bad dream. I take the blanket while smiling. "You head on up to bed, mister. You look as if you look as if you could pass out any second now."
"Can I crash on your couch?" Barry asked cheekily.
"No. Out." I push Barry out of my apartment and lock the door to make it look like I was finishing there… but I still had a lot to do.
"Good night." Barry calls. He walks and takes the stairs up. Tomorrow, I was to ask Mrs Cranbury for the keys to the door that lead onto the stairs so that people had less chance of trashing my hallway. After I hear their door shut up stairs, I unlock my door again. Bringing the unopened suitcase into the hallway. I begin taking the bubble wrap, which protected the glass frames, out. There was pins already on the walls so it made it easier to put my paintings and photos on the wall. When I'd done with that, my suitcase with the bubble wrap in it was brought back into my apartment and was put in the big cupboard. I then took a chair out of the apartment and placed it next to my side table. After locking the apartment door I sorted all of the other suitcases out and then slept after the long day.
~~~~~~~Barry's POV~~~~~~~~
Knowing a women wasn't gonna be on my couch when I went into the living room was a good feeling. Sitting down, I grabbed the remote and flicked on the TV. The sound was on low so that Dan didn't complain at me for having it too loud. It was round about 10:15 am. From Dan's room I hear his ringtone for Violet, which was Titanium, and him being frightened by it. I just smirk.
"Waah! Mother-fucker! Ohmigod, Violet you sang just for m-… Fuuuuck, it's just the ringtone! God fucking damn it!" He screams. It makes me wonder what was going on in Dan's perverted head. "Hello?" He answered sleepily.
"I heard you wake up, Dan. Your funny, but that's a perv move, Daniel." Dan had it on speaker phone as I felt Violet smile through the phone.
"What do you need?" Dan asked, sitting up.
"I need you to come and help me with my shopping bags, I went for groceries this morning, as I had no food in my apartment." She coerced him to move his butt.
"Why didn't you ask Barry?" He tried to pin the activity on me.
"Because he's short and is bound to drag my bags along the floor." Violet offended me for a split second but I realized she was actually trying to get Dan to do something for her instead of me.
"Where are you, now?" Dan asked.
"Right now? Half way across the street, my arms are about to brake. MOVE YOUR ASS!" She yelled and hung up. Dan fell out of his bed and put some tracksuit bottoms and a game grumps t-shirt on. Running to the door, he saw me sarcastically wave. Receiving an angry one-finger-salute from him, he put his trainers on and left.
~~~~~~~~Violet's POV~~~~~~~
It was freezing and raining, I still had that cold and wasn't wearing a coat or jacket. He'd better hurry up. My arms were slowly being strained to the inth degree and my side fringe made it impossible to see as the rain dragged it in front of my face.
I saw Danny across the street but I was too knackered to call for him, my fringe made me almost unrecognisable and I couldn't wave to him because I couldn't put the cheap plastic bags on to the soggy ground. The amount of bags was as big as his ego and yet, he still couldn't see me. I was waiting for the traffic to calm down a bit, even though I didn't quite want to cross the road with the 20-maybe-30 bags in my hands.
"Dan," I whisper knowing it wasn't going to help. I tried to blow my fringe out of my face but it didn't work. "Oh, come on dude, please hurry. Your ego's probably bigger than the plastic bag mass. I'm right here!" I somehow summoned the energy to call and wave the bags at him. "Hurry the hell up! I look like Baymax with all of these on my arms." I taunt.
"Oh, there you are!" Dan says after sprinting across the busy road. I accidentally drop my phone.
"Could you pick that up for me?" I ask. Dan picks it up.
"Violet! You're not wearing a coat or a jacket!" Dan says in an annoyed tone sorting the bags between us. I smugly smile at him as I fucked up my voice. "It's nothing to be proud of!" He yells. "Let's hurry back!"
That guy is very demanding. Jeez, trying to hurry someone who had waited for him, in the rain for 15 minutes. I don't think so. Looking around, I see Dan- well in the distance, calling for me to hurry up. I assumed he was leading me to a crossing, taking my big fear of roads into consideration. Now the jew-fro (As I was allowed to call it,) was even further away. The rain got stronger and I walked slower. Now, I paced looking at the apartment building from the other side as the traffic began to calm down. I made my way to the curb, curiously. My long-ish black skirt blew around slowly in the wind. Then, he noticed me. Running back towards me, he watched as I stepped out on to the road.
"It's gonna be just like real life frogger!" I taunt in a shout. I suddenly stop and look at a car that nearly skimmed the front of my legs, I had to be careful. As much as it terrified me, I started this, I had to finish this. I looked as Dan was on the curb behind me. 'Pfft… let's do this.' I think. The road had calmed down a little more every time I glanced away. I slowly stepped out when no vehicle dared to come my way. The Jewish man watched in shock horror, wishing for my safety. The head lights, of a bus, zoomed towards me from far away. As they got closer I picked up the pace, my boobs wobbled non-stop once the sprint had begun. I reached the other side of the road, safely, in amazement at myself.
Dan soon followed, and just to annoy him, I began running. He ran after me. The guys must've been pretty eager to see my apartment. I got to the complex after zooming through the car park and nearly slipping on my ass a few times. Huh? Where was Dan? I realize he's not behind me and stop outside the doors. I ask Mrs Cranbury to keep an eye on my bags before running back out. "Daniel Avidan?!" I yell while running around the car park. "Danny?!" I question again. I find him on his ass trying to get up with all the bags in his hand. "Useless." I complain while taking all of the bags from him. "Even my mother isn't that stupid." I sigh leaving Dan to get up on his own. Marching him through the parking lot, the wind picks up. Marilyn Monroe time! Oh, shit. I see Dan looking as my skirt blew up slightly, I was going to slap him… in my apartment after he put the bags in the kitchen.
When we get up to my apartment from the elevator, I unlock my door with the keys in my mouth while Dan stares at the photos and paintings. "You're enjoying those pictures, aren't you?" I ask.
"The paintings are cool… What's with the bullet hole in this one, I like the way it's intertwined with the girl in the picture." Dan compliments.
"I was painting that when the house was broke into… So, yeah. I am proud of it." I admit. "Come on, help me in here. Danny!"
"Oh, oh right…" Dan slouches away from the wall and into my apartment. I'm dragging a chair into the kitchen when he sees me. "You know I could help you… What if you fall off? You'll fall and get knocked out."
"No, it's okay. I used to stand on a really fucking flimsy washing basket that I fell off hundreds upon millions of times. The floor never knocked seven colours out of me. But thanks for the concern." I put the chair by the cupboard. Pulling my phone out, I put my phones music on random. 'Butterfly' by 'Crazy Town' played.
"Come, my lady. Come-come, my lady. You're my butterfly, sugar, baby." Both Dan and I sang in sync. We awkwardly start to laugh in sync as well.
"How do you know the song?" I giggle.
"Arin and I talked about it on the show a while ago, after that I put it on my phone." Dan smiles while I open the cupboard and climb up on the chair. "Do you want me to help you?"
"If you'd like I'll text Bar and we'll do it all together. Three pairs of hands are better than two." I smile. I bend down and grab my phone.
"Yeah, it'll be fun… for doing a chore anyway." Dan hands me a bag I pointed to.
"Cheers, Dan. Stick that on the counter while I text him." I say. I begin to text and my tongue slowly creeps out of the side of my mouth. Dan laughs.
"Umm, Violet. What's up with your tongue?" He asks.
"Oh, right… concentration trait from my mam." I blush. "I'll try and stop if it creeps you the fuck out."
"No, I have no problem with it, if it helps you concentrate, it means you're doing something you feel is important to you." He embarrasses me.
"Right." I say before starting to text the man upstairs. "Bar, get down here. Dan and I need help with the shopping. Kk?"
Instant reply. "Ok : P" I smile.
"The doors open, alright." I text before hopping off the chair.
"Where are you going?" Dan asks.
"Unlocking the door to the stairs so he can get in."
"You got the stairs key?" Dan was shocked.
"I don't want people messing up my hallway, it means my apartment door doesn't always have to be locked. I hear the elevator when someone's in it." I call from the door. When I unlock it, I am greeted by Barry when I open it.
"I was wondering why it was locked. You got the power, huh?" He teased.
"Get in here." I ruffle the guy's hair, dragging him in. I lock the door. "You will never leave!" I joke.
"Oh no!" The pair sarcastically reply. We all giggle and get to work.
It takes an hour to sort everything out properly.
"Do you want me to make lunch considering you helped?" I ask.
"Yeah, go ahead." Barry smiles. "Saves me the work. Oh, hi Sebastian." He kept the prank going.
"Oh, just before I interrupt you guys, here's my third of the internet pay." I smile getting money out of my purse.
"That's enough to pay for half." Barry says. "I won't accept all of that."
"This is the cash I won't spend on steam, think of it as a… as half of yours paid, Barry. Take it!" I shove the money in his hand. "Now you can talk to your friend." I smile.
"Violet, umm. You're letting him talk to a wall. Is there something wrong with the pair of you?" Dan insults.
"Well, you're just being rude, go sit down in the living room or something." I demand. Dan makes his way out of the room. I think he went to go and look at the pictures again, while Barry talks to his friend and I get some salad stuff out of the fridge along with ham and mayonnaise. I go ahead and make sandwiches for us all. I grab a pack of small, ready-made cakes out of the cupboard and put them on a small plate. "Dan could you help me with these?!" I call.
"Yeah, sure-oooh! Cake." He smiled. I slap his hand away from them.
"After your sandwiches, Jesus. You greedy cunt." I tease.
"The language on that." Dan laughs carrying the plate of sandwiches in.
"Barry, sorry to interrupt you and your friend but could you grab three plates out of the cupboard?" I ask, smiling.
"Yeah, sure. See ya later Sebie-chan." He waves at the wall before doing what I've asked. I grab my phone and the cake plate and head into my dining room. Dan was already sat down, staring at my wall.
"What's with the Ouija board on your wall?" He asks.
"It works." I lie, teasing him.
"Right… Wait what?!" Dan was freaked out
"I'm just kidding. I've never tried it and I seriously want to. Anyway, can I take a picture with you guys right now for Instagram?" I smile and continue with my life. The guys nod, the pictures caption was: 'Lunch with the boys. #gamegrumps #noms #urmehgurd #lifeisgreat'
~~~~Time skip of justice~~~
I receive a message left on my channel from Hot Pepper Gaming. "Considering Arin, Barry and Suzy have joined us on the show. We'd like to give you the opportunity to join us on the show sometime next year."
I read the message to Barry and Dan. "You have no idea what it's like, if your mouth was a candle it would melt in the first minute, are you sure about this, Violet?" Barry asks in a concerned tone.
"I'll consider it but I'll get Arin and Suzy's opinion first." I pull out my phone and text Arin. "Hey, dude. I've just been asked whether I want to join them on Hot Pepper Gaming. What's your opinion?"
Arin instantaneously replies. "NO! Do not do it. Whatever you do, don't."
I go on to text Suzy. "Hey, Suzy. What do you think about me joining them on Hot Pepper Gaming?"
Instant reply. "I regret every fibre of my hair doing that. Do not."
'Three wrongs make a right, right?' My devilish mind began. 'I want to live, fuck it, let's sign up for this shit.'
"Guys, guess what." I pull them into the pit of intrigue.
"That smile says like you've done or thought about doing something that we really don't want you to." Dan sits awkwardly on the couch, with wide eyes and turning his head slowly.
"Well, I'm going to accept their offer on Hot Pepper Gaming. I'm gonna challenge myself with the hottest thing money can buy." I announce, their jaw's both drop. "What?"
"Don't you know how many scovilles the pepper I ate had? Did you watch that video?" Barry asks.
"I will if you gimme a chance, Jesus." I say. I watch the video and laugh.
"Why do you find it so funny?! It hurts like fuck!" Barry looked pissed.
"This is like: How to make men cry 101." I laugh. Barry walks out the room muttering to himself.
"Violet, we desperately don't want you to do it. Arin doesn't know why he's done it twice, probably because he'd feel bad to turn them down but you never know." Dan complains.
"Well, it's too late now. I've made up my mind." I say typing my reply. "Well, I have things to attend to. You guys can, like, leave. Now! I don't want miseries in my apartment!" I yell.
Dan gets up to leave but Barry walks in using his finger to tell the Jewfro-ed man to sit. He stood right in front of me. "Like Danny said: WE DO NOT WANT YOU TO DO IT, FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY!"
"IT'S JUST A FUCKING CHILLIE PEPPER. CHILL THE FUCK OUT AND GET OUT, THE PAIR OF YOU. THERE'S SOME STUFF TO COME THAT I DON'T NEED YOU GUYS TO HELP WITH. GET. OUT." I yell after standing and frog marching them to the door. "I AM BUZY, RESPECT THAT!" I shove them out of my apartment and hallway. Locking them out with the key used to lock the door leading out to the stairs, I then press my back up against it and slide down. My phone goes off in the main part of my apartment somewhere.
It was Daniel. "Why are you busy tomorrow?"
"Personal stuff. :V" I reply.
"What kinda personal stuff."
"Personal and secretive stuff. I don't want you there cuz I don't look pretty when I'm stressed." I send and sigh with relief. "Night-night. *Yawn*"
"Aw, you too hunny. Night-night. :)" Dan replies as I flop onto my double bed. I smile a bit at the text. I knew why Barry was mad and worried but deep inside I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it. I slept for about two hours and realise that Dan and Barry are still up because I hear them talking.
"Dan, do you mind if I come up?" I text. "I'm bored and I can't sleep. Meeehh"
"Yeah, sure. I don't have a problem with that." Dan texts back as I notice that I'm still wearing the wet clothes from earlier that morning. Once I change into my short nightgown (At this point I'm too tired to think about how slutty I look.) I grab the keys and slowly walk out of the door, planning what I'm to say to Barry.
'Oh Jesus, when you want to win, you turn into a real bitch, Violet. Maybe, I should sing after knocking on the door. They seem to like my voice for whatever reason… I'll wait here and think before tackling the stairs, I think. Yeah, whatever I will.' I think while exiting to the stairs. Leaning against the wall, songs and different lyrics flick through my mind. I know what to sing and make my way to their door.
~~~~~~~~~~Barry's POV~~~~~~~~~~
Dan made sure I got the door, providing she didn't just walk in. There was a quiet knock on the door and Dan stopped talking. I got up, and considering she liked various music, I put my phone on record. I was going to reference a song at her. Don't worry, I didn't try to sing, I just spoke the lyrics.
"I guess this means you're sorry. You're standing at my door. 'Guess this means you take back, all you said before?" She looked surprised as I spoke.
She skipped the rest of the verse and the following chorus. "Maybe I was stupid for telling you goodbye. Maybe I was wrong for tryn'a pick a fight. I know I've got issues, but'cha pretty messed up too-" She sang.
"Whoa, whoa." Dan interjected as I quickly turned off the recorder. "Chill out, song lovers. All was needed was a simple sorry." He shuffled towards the door.
"What? You jealous, brah?" Violet teased as we both realised how short her nightgown was. Dan covered my eyes, I removed his hand from my face and Violet kicked him in the shin. "Bad." She announced, walking backwards past the keeled-over man. I sniggered and followed her.
"What'cha up here for, anyway, Violet?" I ask.
"I'm bored and I can't sleep." She lazily replies. Bouncing down on the worn couch, Violet puts her knees up. I could see her ass, I felt a little perverted but couldn't help but give looking a go. She didn't notice, luckily. Dan eventually goes to the fridge and gets a couple beers.
"Hey, Violet, you wanna beer?" Dan asks.
"No, I'm good. I'm trying to stay sober until my birthday, at least."
"Fair enough." He handed the other Budweiser to me.
"Thanks, dude." I smile, putting my glasses on.
"Are you allowed to stand on this places roof?" Violet ask.
"Yeah, there's barriers up and stuff." Dan replies. Violet grabs a blue pen and start drawing on her arm, tracing her veins. "You know that's bad for you?"
"I know, I've done it every week from my twelfth birthday and I'm still not poisoned." She turns her attention to the Xbox and the Kinect on top of the TV. "You guys got Just Dance?" She cheekily smiles.
"W-why?!" Dan asks, threatened.
"You- you wanna play it?! I'm fucking ace at one of the songs on it." Her smile grows.
"W-which one?" Dan seemed fucking terrified.
"Slut like you by Pink. I used to love the song. Please, come on, it's two player!" Violet begs.
"Dan, why don't you play it with her?" I tease.
"But it's, like, 10 'o' clock!" Dan tries getting out of it.
"Yeah and the person who lives below you is currently on your couch, so, let's play." Violet smiles.
"But what about the people next door and upstairs?" He tries again.
"Don't worry, I'll deal with them." Violet pouts, complete with hand gesture. "Come on, Dan! Don't be a spoil sport!" She giggles.
"Uuh, fine." Dan gives in. He puts the game on and finds the song after asking which one again.
"You ready?!" Violet excitedly ruffles Dan's hair.
"No-"
"Too late! Let's do this!" Violet yelped. They danced, Violet like she said, was fucking acing it. Dan not so much.
"~ Listen you little fucka! ~" Violet sang on Que. "How you doin' dancin' queen? Tired?" She asks.
"Yeah, you made me play-" He pants. "-this. Your royal frickin' highness." He pants again, but more heavily. "How can you do this for that long? And sing it too?"
"Many, many years of practice, trial and error." Violet breathes. Once they finish, Dan flops down on the couch and Violet starts snorting with laughter for, what I thought was, no reason.
"Umm… Violet?" I ask by now Violet was on the floor unable to breathe.
She almost was able to manage a full sentence. "Oh my god! Your moves were like an-" She began dying of laughter again. "It was like an uncontrollable-switched-on-water-hose! Oh my life!" She giggled. Dan stood completely still, obviously deep in thought. His ultimate revenge was to lower his weight on to her stomach.
"DANNY-DANDANPLEASEGETOFF… PLEASEPLEASEGETOFF, ICAN'TBREATHE. PLEASE!" She squirmed under his weight. He felt harsh and got off of her. There was then a knock at the door. "Let me deal with this." She whispered. We just nod. "Stay put." She whispers again. Before heading to the door she fans her face to cool it down.
~~~~~~Violet's POV~~~~~~~
When I opened it there was a young lad at the door, he might have been about 23. I used the nightgown and my red cheeks to my advantage. His jaw dropped as I spoke in a seductive tone. "Is there a problem at all sir?"
"Th-there was just some noise in the apartment. Too loud for this time of night… B-by the way, you're really extremely hot… C-can I have you're number." He complimented.
"Barry-boo!" I called. The plan was going well as Barry came to my aid. "Do you know this guy? Because he's hitting on me."
"Is he really? Colin, could you stop hitting on her and maybe, leave her alone." Barry put his hands firmly on my hips while peeking behind my ponytail that sat almost at the top of my head.
"Oh-oh, Barry, dude. I am so sorry! Is she your girlfriend, I am so incredibly sorry!" Colin begged.
"Dude, not cool." Barry stated.
"Lay off a little. Colin, here, didn't know." I say still in a seductive tone. "Anyway, tell Dan I'll see him tomorrow afternoon and that tonight was fun. Buh-bye sweetie." I elegantly pushed past the young lad and waltzed down the hall after pressing a kiss on Barry's cheek and waving at him with my fingers.
Barry shut the door. I turned around and waved my middle fingers at the young lad in an up and down motion, smiling and muttering "Fuck you, you just got played. I'm the player you just got played to!" I turn and run to the door that lead to the stairs, ran down them and ended up at my floor. I locked the door, sighing with relief and happiness.
I slept not too long after that.
A/N- I'm sorry for the lack of stories near the end of the week. Homework's been killing my life right now. Please, if you have any suggestions, tell me when you review. I'd love to hear them. You'd be awesome if you could spread the word to your friends who love the same particular thing, I'd appriciate it so-so much! Again, I apologise for the lack of story but I'm having to multi-task right now.
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