"BAM!" I shouted as I killed the guy. I was pretty good at it, actually; it was one of my favorite things to do.

Oh wait, now you think I'm some serial killer. Oops.

Sorry, I'm Angie Retsnum, aka the infamous CookiehMunster. Currently I was playing Minecraft Hunger Games; one of my absolute favorite minigames of all time. And, of course, recording with a British person to entertain people who have nothing better to do with thier lives than sit in front of the computer screen all day... if that isn't just me.

"WHERE ARE YOU COOKIEH?!" Gina shouted, almost blowing my ears out. I should probably turn the volume down on my headset sometimes.

I took a sweep of my surroundings and realized that this was a map I had never played before. "Narnia," I decided.

"Oh, well that explains it," Gina said.

I held down right click in the hopes of eating an apple successfully. "Explains what?" I could hear the eating sound, but the apple stayed put.

There was a pause in which I forced my finger onto the button so hard I was amazed my mouse didn't break. "...waffles."

"JUST. EAT. IT!" I yelled, pounding my finger onto the button. "SCREW. YOU. LAG!!!!"

Gina screamed. "NonononononopleasenoIfanIfanohpleaseCRAP," she finished. In the corner of my screen, a message popped up: Tribute AwesomeDragonz has been killed. 

Just at that instant, my apple decided to be eaten. "Finally," I said, switching back to my stone ax.

"Well you're nice," Gina said, sounding like she was pouting. Hardcore.

"Why thank you," I said in my best British accent, totally not making fun of sixty-six percent of my friends. "Scout for me, will ya?"

Gina sighed. "Geez, you are so NEEDY," she huffed. I grinned, even though we weren't doing a video chat.

"It's a gift," I told her.

Gina sighed again. I swiveled my character around to look for any approaching people, but I didn't see any.  "Where is the chests?" I asked her.

"Hold your horses, I'm still trying to find you," Gina muttered. Then she gasped.

"Vhat? Vhat is eet?" I asked, moving the mouse back and forth like crazy.

"You wouldn't believe me," she said, sounding like she herself couldn't believe it.

I went into F5 mode just to see what it looked like when I made myself have a spasm. "Try me." At one point my arm went straight into my mouth.

"Cookieh, what server are we playing on?"

"I don't know, the Fridge isn't it?" Another arm-mouth.

"And who owns the Fridge?" Gina asked, soudning like she could no longer contain it.

I felt my jaw drop. I stopped giving myself a spasm. "You're kidding me." I pressed Tab and scanned the list of players.

Gina burst out laughing. "I can't believe you fell for that!" she shouted, almost choking. I frowned.

"Huh. Press Tab, Gina. Apparently we're playing with a YouTuber and his furry friend."

I could hear her press the button; and then I could hear hear moan. Groan? Grunt? Mumble? It sounded a little like, "Mhmghpomigodmpmph."

I couldn't help it; I started grinning like crazy. "That's right," I said, focusing on the game again. "Heck yeah, people, we're playing le Minecraft with none other than the famoud dou themselves, Benja and Bacca."

"Who are nowhere near as good as Cukie and Dragon, but hey, you know," Gina said.

I don't even. I got bored. I guess?