"Hey Trott did you get that Trials block edited?" I asked him as soon as we finished recording Cornerstone, "Minty said she was looking to upload it tomorrow." I pulled off my headphones and sent my computer into sleep mode, deciding I would take my break now instead of after lunch, since Amanda was supposed to be showing up from her 8am class soon.

"Yeah, it's on your computer mate," he muttered absently, focused on saving our recordings and sending it off to the editors. I wasn't really comfortable with having someone else edit our content, but with the massive amount of trailers we had to do, there really was no way for us to add another multicam edit to our workload.

I stood up and stretched my arms over my head before walking over to our door and flipping the recording light off. I went to open the door but it was already flung open as Amanda stepped inside, waving a handful of papers at me. "I finished it!" she said excited, bouncing up and down on her heals, "I finally did it!"

"Did what?" I asked, taking the papers from her hand as Smith walked over to us, "Were you waiting outside all that time?" On them were multiple drawings of Amanda in various outfits and costumes, all seeming to pertain to someone in the yogscast. They were well done, but I didn't really understand where she was going with this.

She ignored my question.

"They're for my introduction video," she grinned, "I was coming up with a few aliases to see which one worked best."

"You do realize these have all been done before, right?" Smith questioned, looking over my shoulder at one drawn to look like Duncan's Minecraft character. A complicated machine and various pipes and circuitry were partially drawn in behind Amanda, who wore goggles and a lab coat and held up a nameless potion.

The small girl in front of us laughed and held up her hands so her thumbs and forefingers created a box, something I had seen her do multiple times to use as a makeshift view finder. "Perfect," she smiled, acting like a director as she studied us through her hands, "Say it again Smith, but with more soul this time." Smith only gave her an odd look, which caused her to laugh again. "Look at the last one," she explained, nodding to the pictures in my hands.

The one at the bottom had a simple picture of Amanda, but it wasn't in a cartoonish style like the others and was in plain graphite instead of colored pencils. I recognized the picture she had referenced, since it was one of the ones I had tested out my new camera with when she had first started working here. She sat in front of a computer in the livestream room, her head turned over her shoulder to look at me; her hair had fallen over her back and shoulders perfectly, and she had the biggest smile on her face. In the drawing she didn't look so think or sickly, and she was even able to catch the liveliness in her eyes; a liveliness that didn't seem to be as prominent these days. "Wow, this one is really impressive," I muttered, wondering how long it took her to make this.

"I recorded all of them as speed drawings, and since my class was canceled today I had time to do all the voice overs while you were recording," she explained, "The video is going to be all about how I'm trying so hard to come up with an image for my channel, and then ending up with just... you know... me." She shrugged, as if that weren't something amazing. "Kim Richards helped me with the idea," she added.

"I like it," I smiled, handing her back the drawings, careful not to smudge the pencil one, "Where do we come in?"

"I just need a few shots of you guys telling me that my ideas have already been used," she told us nonchalantly, "Nothing too major. I didn't want to ask too much of you."

"We'll be happy to help," Smith smiled, clasping her on the shoulder. He wandered back over to Trott, who was still focused on his computer and had ignored that conversation, to explain the set up to him. 

I took the opportunity to lean down and kiss her while the other two were distracted, and I earned a small smile and a blush. "How was recording?" she asked, grabbing my hand with her free one to remain in some form of contact. Ever since we had gotten back from Scotland, our relationship continued to grow stronger. Amanda now spent most of her free time at Yogtowers, and slept over three or four nights a week at my flat. Now that the end of January was finally here and she was starting her channel, she had to come over for frequently since my computer was a lot more powerful than her laptop. This also meant she was making more of an effort to eat around me, though it still pained me to watch her silent struggle with it; I only hoped that I could inspire her enough to at least keep it consistent and not get any worse.

I shrugged, squeezing her hand. "Same old, same old I guess," I told her, "I'm worried we're starting to get boring since all our group does is search for gold and build."

"I think you guys are doing fine," she smiled, trying to offer some encouragement, "Sjin mentioned that he might switch over the server to Direwolf20's mod pack?"

"It's a lot smoother and integrated," I told her, nodding, "And generally it just has better mods."
Amanda nodded her agreement.

"Are you ready to record right now Amanda?" Smith asked from his position next to Trott, who had apparently finished all he had to do and was now standing up.

"Uh yeah," she answered, looking up at me, "Ready to go?"

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"The thing is, every single one of my art teachers warned me about it," Amanda laughed, repositioning herself on the couch so she could keep her legs crossed over mine and still look me in the eye, "But I still was definitely not prepared to stare at a butt for four hours that first day." I chuckled as she finished her story about her first figure drawing class back in her freshman year of uni, and tried to imagine a younger, shyer version of Amanda sat in front of an easel painting a naked man.

"You don't stare at men's butts anymore... do you?" I asked her, giving her a sly smile to show that I was only joking. We were sitting on the couch in my office, waiting for Smith to come back from an errand he had to run in town so we could get my car back from him to go home. We had turned the lights off to allow the natural light from the windows to come in instead of the harsh florescent lights around the office, and it created a relaxed atmosphere.

"No I already got through all my studio art classes the first four years," she giggled, "I just work on computers and stuff now."

"Well good," I smiled, " I wouldn't want you leaving me for a butt model."

"We didn't just draw his butt Ross Hornby!" she defended through a fit of giggles, "And besides, I would have thought my boyfriend would have a little more faith in me." She smiled and gently shoved at my shoulder, but I had stopped laughing.

"Boyfriend?" I asked, perhaps too incredulously.

She gave me a devious smile and then held up her hands in defense. "Sorry, sorry. I meant friend with benefits," she teased, "But, really, you're not doing a good job at this. You aren't supposed to tell them you love them."

"Piss off," I chuckled, taking my turn to give her a small shove with my elbow, "It's just that you've never called me that before... I wasn't actually sure that's what you wanted me to be."

She furrowed her eyebrows and gave me a pitying smile. "I thought it was implied. Why? Do you not want that?"

"No, I do," I said quickly, "It's just that we didn't really talk about it... I guess I'm just not used to this sort of relationship." I gave her a worried look, only to see that she was still looking at me as if I were some kind of wounded animal.

"We could talk about it now?" she suggested, turning her head so that she could get a better look at my face as I tried to hide my embarrassment. I didn't know what I was trying to say, nor how to say it, and therefore was struggling to think of what I actually wanted to talk about.

"I guess there really isn't much to say. I mean..." I trailed off, trying to formulate a coherent sentence with her face so close to mine and her eyes so full of mischief. "Shouldn't we establish... like... rules?" I said for lack of a better word.

"Rules?!" she laughed, "What, do I have a curfew now?" She fell back on the couch and continued to giggle at my poor word choice, mocking me.

"You know that's not what I meant," I muttered, not finding the joke amusing as the blood rushed to my cheeks.

She looked up at me and then curled herself back into a sitting position, throwing her arms around me and kissing my cheek. "I'm sorry Ross Hornby," she mused, kissing my cheek, "I wasn't making fun of you. Go ahead and state you're rules."

"I didn't mean like actual rules," I muttered, my pride still hurt, "Just like, if you have certain boundaries or specific preferences in a relationship." 

"I understand what you mean," she nodded, serious once more. She paused to think, and then continued, "I don't think I have anything like that. Maybe something like, a no posting pictures of me online without my consent rule?"

"Deal," I laughed, trying to think of my own, "Uh... you're not allowed to call me bae."

"But bae!" she cried, giggling, "Can I call you by a different pet name?"

"No," I said sternly, "No pet nick names. That's all I need is for someone on tumblr to find out that I get called something stupid like bae or baby."

"Does Pookiebear sound better?" she joked.

I rolled my eyes at her. "Now listen Schnookums..." I replied sarcastically.

"Am I at least allowed to call you my snuggle sausage?" she giggled.

"I have actually heard people use that one before," I grimaced.

"Is there anything else?" she asked.

"No, as long as you don't start referring to yourself in the plural," I said half jokingly, "Like 'We love to eat organic', 'We hate Quinoa'."

She placed her hands on her hips. "First of all, do I look like someone who would do that?" she asked, "And second, just for that I'm instating the 'Quinoa every night' rule."

"Well I'm going to pass the 'minimum ten kisses a day' quota," I said, throwing my arms over the back of the couch and leaning closer to her. Sneaking in a quick kiss, I added, "Oh look at that, you've only got nine to go now."

She glared at me through her lashes and then stood up so she could reposition herself onto of me. I wrapped my arms around her waist as she knelt back on the couch, straddling my legs. "I don't understand how you can be so incredibly adorable and yet so lame at the same time," she teased lightheartedly, her face breaking into a breathtaking smile.

I turned my head away from her. "Fine. Whatever. I guess someone's not going to make their quota for today," I said matter-of-factly, trying to put on a smug face.

"Oh no," I heard her say, and then felt her hands snake their way up my chest and to my cheeks so she could pull my face towards her again, "I wouldn't want to do that." Her lips were on mine in an instant, and suddenly I was completely lost in kissing her. I don't know how long we stayed like that, my hands traveling up and down her back and her lips leaving my occasionally to nip at my neck or shoulder, but I had completely forgotten about why we were still at Yogtowers and not back at my place already.

"You guys are gross," Smith groaned as he flicked on the lights, shocking the both of us at the rapid change, "I can't leave you alone for 20 minutes without you two having sex in the office." You could tell he was just teasing though, and we all quickly closed up for the night and headed home.

A/N So I owe you guys a HUGE apology; for the months wait and the shitty chapter. Finals, wanting to finish hardened, and moving have really taken up all my free time and I am so sorry this didn't come out sooner. My motivation and creativity have been horrible lately, but I think it's just my lack of consistency and the fact that I'm out of practice for writing. I've already started writing a huge 'special' chapter for Minecon and on, and it turned out to be harder than I thought, so I'm sorry if that's taking a while to come out as well. Again, big apology for not getting this out sooner, I should be back to my regular updates now. Thank you so much, happy reading!