A/N: So hello random reader peoplez. I am giving this new story about my friend, AH and I, and some things we have done. I have also *ehem* improved on some of our otherwise boring situations, seeing as to how we are half a country away from each other…

This is when we were attempting a video chat. Emphasis on "attempting"…

~Rylee

Setting: In my room.

SE: My real initials.

RW: Rylee Wyatt, my official alter ego.

AH: My BFF's real initials.

AJ: Aly Jackson, AH's alter ego.

SE: Okay, Rylee, go eat some cookies or something.

RW: Uh, okay. Why?

SE: GODS RYLEE JUST GO EAT THE COOKIES!

RW: *stricken look*

Eh, ok.

SE: EH IS MY WORD…

RW: *grumbles* Fine. I will go eat cookies.

*leaves*

SE: *phew*

*opens Gmail*

*AH invites to video chat*

*SE clicks YES*

SE: HAI AH!

AH: *mouth moves but no sound*

SE: Well fudge.

AH: *laughs without sound*

SE: OH so you can hear meh?

AH: *nods*

SE: Well this is messed up.

*AH goes on for about 15 minutes making funny things happen with her picture*

SE: OH WAIT A MINUTO! I can just magically teleport you here!

*AH looks confused*

SE: YA YA in case you have not noticed, I CAN'T HEAR YOU!

*AH magically teleports to room*

AH: Whoa, how did I get here?

SE: I believe I just said 'magic'.

AH: No duh.

SE: Thanks.

AH: Anytime.

SE: Do you want some cookies?

AH: Uh, what kind…?

*looks at SE suspiciously*

SE: Applesauce.

AH: Uh…

SE: It's weird but they taste like pumpkin pie.

AH: That makes no sense.

SE: Neither does having alter egos.

AH: True.

*both walk into kitchen*

SE: Oh, by the way, welcome to San Antonio!

AH: A little late on that one.

SE: Hey, I got it sooner than I usually do…

AH: This could be one of your better points.

RW: Those cookies were good SE!

SE: Yeah, I guess.

*peeks behind RW*

So…where is the cookie bin?

RW: *looks nervous*

SE: Wow. You really ate them all?

RW: They were so ADDICTING.

AH: Crack cookies.

SE: Hehe. And crack brownies.

RW: Where did the brownies come from?

AH: Our old middle school sold brownies that had crack in them.

SE: Ya, I'm still having withdrawals.

AH: Really? I thought you went to therapy for that.

SE: I never said it worked.

AH: No comment.

SE: Darn right, no comments from you.

RW: Okay, so I NEED MORE COOKIES.

SE: Go find my mom.

AH: DIRTY!

SE: NO…go ask her for some more. She made them.

RW: OKAY!

AH: This is not good.

SE: Especially considering I had a couple of those cookies.

AH: O.o

SE: I know right. And I was about to feed you one!

AH: You are a nice friend.

SE: Ya, I know.

AH: Don't ruin the moment…

SE: JUST DID! Oh…what now…

AH: …

SE: I THOUGHT SO.

AH: I wonder…

SE: And what shall thy be wondering about at this awkward moment?

AH: I wonder where AJ is.

SE: Good question.

AH: That wasn't a question.

SE: Good point.

AH: NO DUH.

SE: Bad comeback.

AH: *hits forehead with palm of hand*

You are impossible.

SE: So I have been told. Where to?

AH: I don't know! I don't live here!

SE: Good point mah dear chap.

AH: Yeah, you can't pull off Englander accent.

SE: Who says I was doing an Englander accent?

AH: I DID.

SE: Well no one gives a flying fish about what you think about my accent!

AH: Well I do.

*looks hurt*

SE: Anyways, I wonder if RW has found my mom yet.

AH: Who knows? RW is even weirder than you.

SE: I will happily take that as a compliment.

AH: You do that. I am going to magically poof AJ here I guess.

SE: Poof away.

AH: DIRTY!

SE: Your mind is in the gutter.

AH: I never said it wasn't. And POOF!

*AJ magically appears*

AJ: Where the heck am I?

SE: San Antonio.

AJ: Texas?

SE: *sarcastically* No, the one in Australia mate.

AH: Oh no, more cheesy accents.

Random Hobo: DID SOMEONE SAY CHEEZ?

SE: Great AH, you got the random hobo in the basement going again.

AJ: You keep a hobo in your basement?

SE: Duh. Don't you?

AJ: No.

SE: Sad.

AH: *sarcastically* Oh yeah, reeeeally sad.

*awkward silence*

AJ: It seems too humid to be Australia.

SE: I don't know what to say to that.

AJ: How about: 'that's cool AJ!'

SE: No.

AJ: Why not?

SE: Because I would be lying to you.

AJ: O.o

AH: AJ, don't worry. SE is just being hormonal or something.

SE: No! And inappropriate! We might have children reading!

AH: Then change the rating and let them be poisoned by their dumbness.

SE: Most likely by your dirty comments.

AH: Like…BANANAS!

SE: Are bananas dirty?

AH: Yes.

AJ: Especially to…

AJ and AH: DOUGHNUTS!

SE: O.o

I did not just hear that.

AH: You know you did.

SE: Now I don't think I will ever eat bananas or doughnuts again.

AH: *with British accent* Shame.

AJ: Oh really? Can I do British accent?

AH: Yeah, as long as it isn't as bad as SE's.

SE: Hey!

AH: Hi.

SE: Meanie.

AJ: *in bad British accent* Hullo mi amigos.

SE: First off, that was Englander accent and Spanish.

AH: Second off, we are not guy-friends.

AJ: How do I know?

SE: How do you know what?

AJ: That you aren't guys.

SE: I think you are going to just have to trust us on this one.

AH: Yeah…hey SE, do you have any cheese enchiladas?

SE: No, the onl-

Random Hobo: *bursts into kitchen*

CHEEZ!

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N: So…how did y'all like that bowl of mashed potatoes eh? I thought it was pretty good. So give me a review of what ya thinkith and we shall…I don't know where I'm going with this, so…

REVIEW!

~Rylee