[ 025 - That's A Bit Violent ]
( Word Count - 1168 )
- Written on August 31st 2021 -
• Unedited Because Song House Live •

I look at the scene in front of me which is a slab of raw steak, a potato and a literal bag of salad because I was too lazy to get everything to make a real salad. I mean surely nothing can go wrong while cooking this on stream, it's just a steak and a potato. My eyes light up and I run across the kitchen to my pantry, grabbing a box of macaroni because it'll be fun to make it look nice. I know there is no way that I will eat all of this but I'll eat the stake when it's done, probably off stream or just a little on stream because I have a passionate hatred for eating in front of other people.

Going back to my laptop I make sure that everything looks right and my camera is all set up properly. I give myself a small thumbs up and start the stream, pressing the random button on my streaming playlist. I nod my head a little along to the song, dancing around the kitchen before turning my camera on.

"Hello chat!" I grin happily as I pull my hair up into a high ponytail. It looks like shit but I don't really care. This is a sub goal stream and it's going to be pretty fun and I'm sure it's going to get messy so there is no point in trying to look nice. That's why I'm wearing shorts and an oversized hoodie that I had found randomly. I see them all piling into the chat and saying hello to me which makes me grin. I start slowly thanking subs, seeing some of my friends names in the chat and talk to everyone before my Discord goes off telling me that someone is calling. I laugh a little under my breath as I join the call with a small look at my chat.

"Chat that's my hoodie!" Boomer shouts loudly as soon as I join the call and I can feel my face turn pink at him saying that. I make a small face and huff a little as my chat seems to go even faster and I see more donos coming in. I sigh a little and hear Boomer laugh at my pain as my mods get to work, going through all of the comments being left by chat. "Sorry had to give them some sort of Mooner content, we have been starving them." He says, sounding everything but sorry. I glare at him and see my chat agreeing that we have been starving them from our content even though Boomer left not even a month ago and it's not like we don't stream with each other. We talk everyday, on and off stream, even if he isn't on my streams and I'm not on his.

"Ugh, shut up, they can starve." I roll my eyes and move my attention to the food in front of me, knowing that I should probably start soon because the notification has gone out and my numbers are starting to somewhat even out around my normal count. I grin brightly when I hear a song come on even though I'm not sure if it's DMCA free or not. Still it's a really good song and a whole ass bop. "My best friend has a blood stained shovel," I sing along with a grin across my face, pulling the sleeves of the hoodie up to my elbows so I don't get it dirty.

"Excuse me?" Boomer asks sounding very confused to the song and I frown at the fact that he hasn't heard the song. I knew I forgot something when Boomer was here, I needed to take over his music taste and show him what the good shit is. Tik Tok music has two sides, either the hella good shit or the bullshit that sounds like mumbling.

"Let's dig up my ex," I say trying to keep myself from laughing as I dance around my kitchen, making sure to start the oven and set it at the right temperature. I might be stupid but my mum taught me how to cook luckily. "Let's give it our best," I sing as I move back to being in front of my pc, messing with the recipe which I have pulled up on my iPad and with a glance over I can see that some people in my chat are somewhat cultured.

"What are you singing?" Boomer asks with a laugh and I shake my head no, telling him that I am busy jumping around my kitchen and singing a song. With him it's easy to forget that I'm streaming and just act like it's the two of us messing around on a call.

"Stick and tarot decks, I said what I said," I sing along happily, getting a chuckle from Boomer which makes me grin. I turn the song up a little and I'm really positive that it's bad that I know this song but honestly I could care less. It's a great song for when your angry. "Let's dig up my ex, seance in his name." I laugh a little as I turn around to grab the proper spices from one of my cabinets. "Let's dig up my ex and then we'll kill that bitch once again." I sing along with a grin then cut the song off, making a point to move back to good music so the people watching can clip parts of the stream and the video hopefully won't be muted.

"That's a bit violent." Boomer laughs at the last lyric I played as music starts playing in the background of my stream. It has no lyrics and is really just a beat to fill the silence if any forms because who liked silence on streams? The answer is no one.

"I am the definition of violent." I grin as I go to put my steak into the oven. I do a look from the website then to my stove, confused on if I did everything right. I had always been bad at this school, reading the directions all before hand and not just going with it and throwing caution to the wind. It caused a fun time in chemistry.

"You're going to burn your steak." Boomer says as I open the oven to see a very raw but newly spiced steak sitting in the ovens heat. I frown a little, not sure how I was supposed to do this because truth be told the most I have made all by myself is like frozen chicken nuggets.

"Am not you asshole!" I argue, crossing my arms as I turn back to my laptop. I glare at him and frown when I see my chat agreeing with Boomer. "Chat I have managed to survive for twenty years, I think I know how to make a steak idiots."