"Wow! I didn't know I'd actually get to come here!" Madison exclaimed. She had taken her friend Melanie to VidCon, but little did she know how massive this place was.

"There's popular YouTubers everywhere..." Melanie whispered. "Oh my God! It's Ricco Tho is literally standing just a few feet from me!!"

"Go see him then!" Madison exclaimed, pushing her best friend into the roaring group of hormonal teens crowding their idols.

They were surrounded by earsplitting screams and obnoxious fans dying to be noticed by their favorite YouTubers. Madison on the other hand, kept her screams and feels to herself. She knew she would explode with emotions if she saw her favorite YouTubers jacksepticeye or PewDiePie face-to-face, but she wanted to keep all the feelings balled up inside of her as of right now, no need to draw attention to herself...

She was now alone; the only friend she had taken with her was currently occupied trying to catch at least one selfie with the viral vlogger It's Ricco Tho before he hid from the growing group of fans.

Madison had a bottle of champagne in one hand. She sauntered over to a quiet corner, whipping her phone out to appear less alone than she really was. She flipped through her home page browsing through her apps mindlessly as she pondered over what the hell was going on at the moment. It took a while to register what all was happening.

I'm finally surrounded by the people I admire, and I'm blowing it, she told herself as she tried to ignore the growing sadness nagging at her. The feeling of being overwhelmed with this opportunity. The feeling of shying away from her favorite internet-famous YouTubers.

Madison sighed as she turned around and entered the restroom behind her, setting down her neglected champagne as she did so. She stared at her phone screen as she browsed through her past messages, providing some entertainment for herself. She pushed open the door without looking at where she was headed.

She stuffed her phone into the back pocket of her black skinny-jeans. Sighing, she leaned against the brick wall behind her and stared at the graffiti that people had sprayed in the past.

"I know Marzia I'll be home... I was just... No I'm not doing anything like that, I would never do that to you!" a Swedish sounding voice said out loud. His accent was heavy and echoed through the empty stalls slightly.

That voice sounds familiar, but what is a guy doing in the ladies room!? Diana asked herself, growing suspicious.

She glanced around and saw the stand-up toilets that lined the wall beside the sinks. Shit, this is the guy's bathroom!

Despite the uncomfortable urge she had to leave this place, she was too intrigued by the conversation she had already eavesdropped on to leave right away. She squatted down next to the stall the voice was coming from.

"What would make you think I'd do such a thing!?" the Swedish lad yelled. "I'm at VidCon, you know this doesn't happen that often! The fans wants me here!" An awkward silence had filled the room, creating a very unwelcoming environment. "No I'm not choosing them over you, I promise! Get your ass over here if you don't believe me, I swear I'm not fucking doing that shit!"

Marzia... Diana told herself, knowing that that was the YouTube-famous PewDiePie's girlfriend. Her stomach tingled at the thought of the actual Felix Kjellberg standing behind those doors. She watched as the feet of whoever was talking paced around ferociously. She could almost feel the anxiety he was feeling himself.

The Swedish guy had sighed, his feet resting; he appeared to be sitting on the toilet from what Diana could make out.

"Fine. Go then. Marzia... You know that this was coming up, why are you all-of-a-sudden so upset that I missed out on our date? I didn't purposely stand you up, babe, I would never do that!"

Madison crouched down lower, holding her breath, trying to avoid making any sound at all.

"It doesn't matter, just go, I mean I don't care. I'll see you around." There was another long pause, followed by the sound of the guy sighing again.

The door swung open-- a cold bolt of anxiety shot through Madison as she tried to cover herself with her purse but had failed, leaving herself exposed.

She looked up carefully, knowing that whoever was on the phone would not be happy that they had an unexpected eavesdropper.

There he was, his dirty blonde hair swept back from his face and his fine stubble lining his jawline, his pink tongue swiping over his plump lips as he had buried his thumbs deep into his pockets casually. It was as if he had just walked out of a magazine, his model-like face standing out in the sea of fake-breasted and skimpy teens. There was no one there, but compared to his 55 million fans, there was no mistake it was him.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Madison was shocked back into reality by his accented voice speaking.

"I-I'm sorry, I-I..." Madison stammered, looking down at her feet as she shuffled to get herself off of the ground.

"No apologies needed, just an explanation." the man declared. "First off, what are you doing in the guy's restroom?"

"I wasn't paying attention when I walked in," Madison openly admitted. She shrugged. "I was staring at my phone, so..."

The man chuckled. Madison bit her lip as she watched him stick out his fist.

"My name is PewwwDiePie. Well, it's Felix, but... Nevermind I'm assuming you're a fan and you already know all that shit." he said. "Brofist?"

Madison awkwardly fist-bumped him. "Sure...?" she said. "I wouldn't want to fist-bump anyone that was eavesdropping on me..." Shit Diana don't ruin it!!! This is fucking PewDiePie we're talking about bitch!! Get it together!!!

She felt as if she was about to faint. I'm dreaming.

"A fist-bump, you call that... A fist-bump?" Felix challenged. Madison giggled at his comment, mentally smacking herself in the face at how stupid she must've sounded.

She shrugged. "Whatcha gonna do?" she asked, getting herself into character. Part of her couldn't wait until she left so that she could scream and brag to her friends about how she was face-to-face with the YouTube God.

He slapped his chest as if he had been shot, falling to the ground. "I've been... Shot..."

Right then Sean had walked in. "Top of the morning to ya donkey!" he yelled.

Madison gasped. "IT'S JACKSEPTICEYE!" she yelled, not afraid to show her inner fangirl.

"Blehhhhhhhhhh," Felix said as his eyes fluttered shut. "I'm dead."

"NOOOOOOOO!" Sean yelled, falling to his knees. "Only one blowjob... That's all I got..."

Diana cocked her head to the side. What...

"ONE!!! ONE!!!!!!!!!!"

Madison backed up, not knowing what to do.

Jacksepticeye cried, bawling into his hands, his green bedhead hair a mess. "I come back... From getting mobbed my fans... And... Felix is dead. YOU KILLED HIM!" he yelled at Diana.

"I didn't mean to!! I swear!!" Madison's hands shot up in the air.

RobertIDK then appeared, and fell to his knees. "I'll save you... But you shall become Shrek yet again, Senpai," he said to jacksepticeye.

Sean sighed, staring at his hands. "Okay..." he then stood up. "GIVE IT TO ME!!! Do not take that out of context!!!"

RobertIDK started to dance like a jellyfish, his arms moving as if they were noodles.

"Is he summoning the devil...?" Madison asked herself.

"What are you still doing here?" Sean asked. "No one cares about you they don't even know who the hell you are! You're just a random character!"

Madison shrugged. "True," she said, as she reached for her emergency supply of bleach and downed the whole bottle, falling to the ground and shriveling into a crisp.

Jack started to turn green, his hands grew and his ears popped out of his head. He started having compulsions as he fell to the ground and his body spasmed out.

RobertIDK looked at Pewds, and had that unquestionable look in his eyes. "He has been revived."

PewDiePie rose, shaking and looking at himself in the mirror. His hands started roaming around his own face, and he took a deep breath as if he were about to explode.

He screamed bloody murder, backing up from the mirror and pressing his back to the wall. "BLOODY HELL, WHO IS THIS WANKER? IT ISN'T ME, IT'S TOO SWEDISH-ISH!"

"Dan? Oops," RobertIDK shrugged as he had "accidentally" brought danisnotonfire into Felix's body.

"Does... Does that mean... Does that mean that PewDiePie is in MY BODY!?" Dan asked in horror. "OH NO, THAT FAMOUS YOUTUBER IS GONNA FIND OUT ALL OF MY SECRETS!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?!?"

Dan then started pacing in circles as he grabbed jackshrekticeye's shoulders and shook him back and forth. "KILL ME, THE OTHER ME! THE ME THAT'S THE REAL ME! THE ME THAT HAS A 9 INCH DICK INSTEAD OF A 10 INCH ONE! I CAN'T HAVE PEWDIEPIE SEE MY SEARCH HISTORY, HE'S GONNA SEE ALL OF THE PEWDIEPORN I'VE LOOKED UP, LET ALONE ALL THE SEPTIPLIER SMUTS AN-- whoa, I did not just say that last part out loud."

Sean was mortified. "RobertIDK... YOU TURNED ME INTO A BLOODY OGRE AGAIN... FOR THIS SON OF A DONKEY!?" He pointed at the smexy yet insane PewDieDan.

RobertIDK shook his head back and forth. "No, Senpai, I didn't turn you into an ogre last time that wasn't me!! That was the ogre person I have no idea."

Dan (in PewDiePie's body like wtf bro) slowly transformed into a potato.

"My inner self is taking over..." Dan said, his voice weak with defeat. "Goodbye to life..."

And there he was, a helpless potato beside a shriveled Diana and a ogrey Jack. And a smug RobertIDK.

"Next time you'll know not to have midnight wanks in my front lawn, Dan. NEVER AGAIN!!!!" And with that, he closed his computer lid and had decided that this fanfic had gone too far...

A.N. please don't ask what this is, I don't fucking know. 4 am thoughts, that'll sum it up. So. Um. Yeah. Peace. Before you go, here's some friendly advice: don't be a salad, but be the best goddamn broccoli you could ever be. And love goats. As always, thank you for watching my video reading my shitty fanfic and see ya later, if I don't kms after writing this. ;-;

(august 2017) why is this still up, gah kms but tbh why take it down i mean we are all gonna die some day and im sure you want some bleach after reading this. I suggest the lemon flavor, thats my favorite

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