Spy ~ A Smosh Fanfiction

~ Chapter 1 ~

~ Flashback ~

"Mornin' everyone," Keith says drowsily as we all slump into the studio. I don't know why he's so tired; he didn't even come. I can't help but be a little pissed off. Tour was, although really successful, a mental disaster. I personally don't want anyone other than my family to touch me or speak to me for the next twenty four hours. Shayne looks like he's feeling the exact same way, because I approach him and he flinches. I punch him lightly in reassurance and I see his tense shoulders relax. He shakes his head in embarrassment, his hair flying every which way.

"Sorry, Courtney, I'm just out of it." He rubs his head, the dirty blonde between his fingers. "By the looks of it, we all are." He flops down on the set couch and groans. "I don't think I'm up for any Every Blank Evers or Try Not To Laughs or..." Shayne strains his neck to see Ian, who sits tiredly and drinks his My Favorite Coffee. "What's on the schedule for today, man?"

Ian sluggishly smacks a paper on the table and slides it off, looking at it with a yawn. "Schedule...today..." he looks up, his blue eyes completely dull. I even check Shayne's eyes, which have lost their pigment as well. Ian leans over to me. "Court Bourt, what day is it?"

"Why are you asking me-?" I begin.

"-Tuesday," Noah interjects with a yawn, answering for me. He stretches dramatically, his skinny pale arms eating up space. Keith nudges him hard, and Noah responds with a tired grin.

"Mm. Tuesday, right... right." Ian rubs at his eyes and takes a sip of his coffee, his eyes trailing down the page. "We've got on schedule... Every Doctor Ever," his stature sags, "and a SmoshCast..." it sags even more, "and a Family Smosh Games or whatever they're called." Ian groans. Damien approaches him and pats him on the back. Ian gives him a small smile of gratitude.

"Hey guys," Sarah says walking in, throwing her bag down. She studies all of our tired faces. "How was tour?" She asks uneasily, wandering over to me.

"Tiring, girl," I respond to her, standing up and greeting her with an embrace. "I'm excited to hang out with you this afternoon though," I wrap my arms around her neck and I see her mouth stretch into a grin. That fills me up with happiness. At least someone's feeling cheery this morning. "So, do you know who's joining us for the-" she glares at Ian as she says this, "Family Style Smosh Games?" Then she adds under her breath, "or whatever it's called." I giggle at her and Ian rolls his eyes but smiles tiredly, rubbing his temple.

"Just for that I wanna be apart of it this time, just to kick your ass, Sarah Whittle," Ian vows, propping both hands mockingly on his hips. His glasses shine maliciously in the light of the morning sun.

"Yes, your majesty," Sarah says dryly, even completing her mockery with a bow. Ian looks ready to tackle her, but David walks in at that moment and Ian's eyes light up. He's been so busy that they haven't been in a video together in over a month. Sure enough, David's eyes light up too, and Mari walks in to see the two of them hugging like crazy.

"Hey, man!" David exclaims, hugging Ian. "How was tour?"

"Fine, fine," Ian shrugs, hugging back childishly. "Just glad to be back. I missed Iancorn," he raises his eyebrows at David playfully, who shoves him.

Mari watches them, before she nods understandingly. Her eyes are bright and smiling, and I remember that she's a major Iancorn fan. "Yes, Iancorn is strong with these two." Damien grins at Mari.

"But Lasercorn's gonna be in the video, right?" David says in the third person, rocking Ian. I can't help but laugh at Ian's contented smile as he's swayed.

"Yes. Lasercorn's going to be in the video." Sarah grumbles it out as if David isn't right in front of her and I chuckle. I notice Shayne's face. He's smiling, but it seems pained. I punch him again.