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"…
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*
SE: EH IS MY WORD…
RW: *grumbles* Fine. I will go eat cookies.
*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?
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: Do you want some cookies?
AH: Uh, what kind…?
*looks at SE suspiciously*
SE: It's weird but they taste like pumpkin pie.
AH: That makes no sense.
SE: Neither does having alter egos.
*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.
SE: NO…go ask her for some more. She made them.
AH: This is not good.
SE: Especially considering I had a couple of those cookies.
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…
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.
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.
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.
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?
AH: *sarcastically* Oh yeah, reeeeally sad.
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!'
AJ: Why not?
SE: Because I would be lying to you.
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.
SE: Are bananas dirty?
AJ: Especially to…
AJ and AH: DOUGHNUTS!
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.
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*
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…