Ian and Kibo: The Connection Written by seiv.writes /----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------/
Chapter 1: The Bond and Introduction
In the bustling city of Los Angeles, where freedom, and dignity intertwined; the rays of the shining sun casting through the windows of the Smosh headquarters. The sky was nothing like azure, cerulean, warm, and vivid colors. The two notorious YouTube stars, Anthony Padilla and Ian Hecox, have been best friends with each other for a long time; they hung out with the Smosh crew, they had fun together, and most of all, recorded sketches with each other and the team. They have been known for their silly sketches and comedy, and that remains with their nature.
However, they have been focusing on so much innovation to their videos, and they get a ton of views on their videos. But, something happened unexpectedly: when Anthony was not around because to help his parents, focus on his personal life, and other things that make him busy and not appearing in Smosh videos sometimes, Ian had been thinking about something: taming an animal and then keeping it as a friend and a pet. Therefore, in that case, he had successfully and properly tamed a powerfully built male leopard; and Ian named him Kibo.
"Kibo" meant "hope" in Swahili, and Ian had chosen it deliberately. Not because it sounded cool, but because that was what the leopard represented to him—a hope that he could be something more than a brand, more than content.
Over the next few weeks, their relationship balanced strong and became a familiar sight in each other; they felt a connection in each other. Each morning, Ian threw on some clothes, grabbed the leash, clipped the leash to Kibo's collar, and led the leopard down to the driveway. They took long walks, and visited parks. Ian was assured to keep a leash on Kibo, but the leopard was well-behaved and never trying to harm anyone; never pulling, trying to run off, or never straining. Ian adored watching Kibo interact with the other people. Being around Kibo had a calming effect on him, and he started to look forward to their daily adventures together; they even share a bed.
He was pretty gentle and also surpisingly docile and Ian seeing him connect with others brought him a unique sense of joy; the leopard was not very timid and anxious; he was very brave, caring, and friendly. Some of them even stopped to pet Kibo, who seemed to enjoy the attention. Ian found that the quiet time spent with Kibo helped him clear his head and relax in a way that making videos and performing sketches with the Smosh crew never could—the leopard proved to be an enthusiastic collaborator and had deep reverence within Ian.
Overall, Ian was relieved that he didn't receive any criticism and accusations about being irresponsible; their connection and devotion seemed to have unbreakable advantages to their bond. Taming Kibo hadn't been about domination; it had been about significance, perspective, and trust. Being around Kibo had a calming effect on him, and he started to look forward to their daily adventures together; the leopard was as majestic as a flower.
When Anthony finally got back from all of his work and business, Ian eagerly wanted to introduce his pet Kibo.
"Hey Anthony, check this out!" Ian beamed with pride as he invited Shayne to bring Kibo in the room. Anthony's jaw dropped when he took his own sight to the majestic leopard, which was on a leash.
"Ta-da!" Ian exclaimed with surprise and joy and then asked, "What is your reaction?"
"Holy crap! This is so cool! But wait, before we high five, are you sure you, uh, 'tamed' him properly?" Anthony asked, he had to make sure that Ian tamed Kibo properly for his own safety.
"Yeah, I did. His name is Kibo by the way." Ian added and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, that's good!" Anthony exclaimed; his voice full of joy and excitement.
Anthony and Ian high fived each other; Anthony had a very friendly encounter with Kibo together, and felt relieved that Ian tamed him properly.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure Kibo knows what to do," Ian reassured Anthony with a wink.
The next day, the Smosh crew were planning a Try Not To Laugh video, it's basically when a person must hold water in their mouth while the rest of the cast takes rotating turns at trying to make them laugh; they also included Kibo. Anthony was the one on the chair, ready to try not to burst out of laughter. There was Ian riding Kibo, a saddle above the leopard, and Ian above him and the saddle; Kibo walking in circles and Ian holding a lasso on his hand.
"Saddle up, guys!" Ian exclaimed. Then, seconds later, the whole crew bursted out in laughter; Ian and Kibo managed to make Anthony laugh. When the whole video was uploaded on YouTube, the analytics made huge numbers, the comments were a waterfall—11 million views in just 2 hours, 20k comments, and 600k likes in a few hours. Fans found that one scene hilarious and enjoyable. The others commented: "KIBO IS SO FLUFFY, I'M SCREAMING" "Yo is that a real leopard??" "Is that for real??" “Kibo and Ian is my favorite OTP from now on, but Ian and Anthony would still be my favorite OTP.” “Is this the comeback of Smosh??” “Does this mean new sketches/skits with Kibo??” “THIS IS TOO ICONIC I CAN’T-“ Ian actually became an internet sensation, with many dubbing and naming him the "Leopard Whisperer."
A few hours later, Courtney checked the video analytics, and people actually adored and loved the video. "Guys, people liked our latest Try Not To Laugh video. The analytics are going in insane numbers right now!" Courtney exclaimed in joy.
"Really?!" Anthony, Ian, and Shayne asked in happiness.
"Yeah! I'm being dead serious!" Courtney replied to the trio.
Anthony checks his phone, the screen flaring to life. He opens the YouTube Studio app and then...She was correct—the video was exploding in fame. "Oh my god! This is so awesome!" He exclaimed in triumph. Ian and Anthony gave themselves a high five.
Kibo's ears suddenly perked up at the distant sound of cheering and determined chatter while lying down in the carpet of Ian's room. He stood up and then walked towards the living room; noticing the door was left open. Then, Anthony looked at the hallway, seeing the leopard's massive frame emerging. "Oh, there you are, buddy. Guess what? Our fans actually liked you!" Anthony said, his voice full of amazement and delight.
Kibo let out a low, rumbling purr—a friendly response that made Anthony feel comfortable. He then walked towards him and then nuzzled Anthony's neck. Kibo's amber eyes, almost golden, gleamed with delight and comfort; his tail twitching and swishing in anticipation. Courtney, Shayne, and Ian were charmed with awe.
"Anthony, I think he really likes you, dude." Ian spoke to Anthony in immense awe.
"I mean, you literally have an apex predator in this room, bro," Shayne said to Ian as he walked towards Kibo and patted his head,eliciting a content purr from the leopard. "Look at him, his head is soft and fluffy and...He's very calm about it. This is why I like you as a best friend, Ian." Anthony said to Ian.
"Thank you, Anthony," Ian responded to Anthony, Ian sat on the floor, leaning back against the sofa, his eyes fixed on Kibo. “I think he’s a mirror,” Ian explained. “For a long time, I felt like I was just reading lines. I was a character in a sketch that was endless. But with him? There’s no script. If I’m like timid, he’s just always alert and always found ways to cheer me up. If I’m at peace, he’s a giant, sleepy house cat. He forced me to be present. I had to just be… Myself. He does not care about the analytics; he cares about me being here with him.”
"Do you ever think about what happens next?" Courtney questioned, looking at them. "When the next big thing comes along?"
Ian looked at the majestic cat, then at Anthony. "We’ve spent so many years building a brand that we forgot to build a life. Kibo helped us realize that the brand is nothing without the life behind it. As long as we keep that; the truth, the trust, and the connection—we’ll be fine. When Kibo came, it felt like something else had connected, maybe a bond between each other. Something tremendously honest; I can't even describe it."
Courtney, who had been quietly observing the side-conversation, spoke up. Her eyes gleaming with a mixture of contemplation and comprehension. "Ian, I think I know what you mean. When I touched Kibo, I felt a deep trust and affection. Like we were one being for a moment, and all that mattered was the bond and reverence."
The immediate aftermath was nothing short of media frenzy. Clips of Kibo nuzzling Ian, and sitting on command went viral across every platform imaginable. #IanAndKibo trended globally within hours.
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Damien Haas wandered in, holding a stack of scripts, and froze on his tracks. "Is that... is that a leopard?"
"That's Kibo," Ian said, as if introducing a new person. "Don't worry, he's not aggressive; he's friendly."
Damien stepped forward, reached out his hand slowly and started petting the leopard. Kibo opened one golden eye, gave a weary, majestic blink, and then let out a soft chuff.
"He just talked to me," Damien whispered, looking at the others with wide eyes. "He literally spoke to me."
"He appreciates the presence," Ian said, pride swelling in his chest, "He sometimes wants attention but not always," He noted, leaning down to rub the soft fur of Kibo’s stomach. "He’s a sucker for a good scratch."
Courtney looked up from her phone, her eyes wide. "Actually, I think we have bigger news. The clip of Ian riding him and then making Anthony laugh during the Try Not To Laugh video? It’s trending nationwide! My DMs are just people asking if Kibo is accepting fan mail."
Ian laughed, the sound echoing off the high ceilings. "Only if it’s raw steak and cat toys," he joked.
"He’s happy, isn't he?" Anthony asked Ian.
"He’s home," Ian corrected. "And so am I."
~~~
Angela Giarratana walked towards the living room and stopped dead in her tracks—like a deer in headlights; seeing Kibo, Anthony, Ian, Shayne, and Courtney. "Hey guys... is that Kibo?" She said as she then looked at the leopard.
"Yeah, that's him. But no need to worry, you're even allowed to pet him anyway." Ian answered.
Angela walked towards the leopard, reached out an arm, and started stoking the fur of Kibo's head with her hand; feeling the softness of his fur—as soft as silk. The big cat let out a satisfying and friendly purr as he started to like all the rubs, patting and stuff, "Ian, he is very adorable I just can't-" Angela's voice turned into awe and tried to contain her excitement, "This is my first time petting a leopard, like I was utterly unaware that Kibo here is so friendly."
"I know he is, I could give him like a lot of cuddles to be honest,” Anthony chimed in, "But hey, we literally have like a majestic leopard in the room, isn't that cool?" He threw his hands up.
"Yep, and that's literally the hope Ian was looking for.” Shayne chimed in as he was sitting on a chair, still watching the spectacle gradually unfold.
"Ian?" Anthony said as they rounded the corner back toward the office.
"Yeah?"
"We're definitely going to need a bigger couch."
Ian looked at Kibo, and sighed happily. "Yeah. We're going to need a much bigger couch."
~~~
Kibo, resting in the center of the room, let out a slow, rhythmic breath. He was the anchor, the hope, the chosen one, and the heart of it all. The California sun was setting, painting the sky outside the office windows in shades of violet and orange. Ian and Anthony were left in the main room, just the two of them and the leopard.
"So, what are we gonna do now since they left?" Anthony asked Ian, just sitting on a beanbag chair.
"We are just going to my room to just... pet Kibo and all that stuff," Ian responded, "And Kibo, you can come too."
~~~
The trio went to Ian's room—Kibo lied down in the carpet next to the bed, Anthony and Ian sat down next to Kibo, who was lying down. Anthony wanted to give Kibo some belly rubs, so he reached out an arm to stroke the big cat's belly. As he touched and stroked Kibo's fur, the leopard snorted as he started to like the attention.
"His fur is like... Very soft..." Anthony said as he kept stroking Kibo's fur. The duo spent the rest of the evening petting Kibo.
"You know Anthony, I think the leopard is the sanest one out of all of us," Ian sighed, "I just think he matters more than the content itself—I have a feeling that he's the chosen one."
"Yeah, I somehow agree with you... Let's just take him for a walk tomorrow morning." Anthony said. The leopard let out a soft chuff and drifted to sleep.
~~~
"Well, I'm gonna go to my room to sleep," Anthony sighed as he finally stood up and walked towards the door and looked back at Ian, "See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, Anthony. To the next chapter." Ian said.
~~~
As Anthony left the room, the room was only Ian and the leopard. Ian was listening to the soft, rhythmic breaths of an apex predator that had chosen to be a friend and a pet. Kibo twitched lightly in his sleep, a lenient and an adorable chirping sound escaping him as he was dreaming of chasing butterflies in the beautiful California sunshine. It was a day that stunned everyone, but in a decent way. For the two of them, it was an exhilarating memory that they would cherish forever.
But however, Ian was the individual who had more in mutual with Kibo than ever, now that both had similar tastes and acquaintances within each other—their immaculate tales with Kibo was nothing than their beautiful nature. The sky is now a flawless shade of indigo, and violet, and the dappling stars. They finally had found hope; it had rosette-like spots, and the bond was, and would continuously be, real.
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To be continued.
Chapter 2: The Walk
One brisk Monday morning, the routine shift took place. It was 6:30 AM. Ian's hand slapped against the nightstand before his eyes were fully open, fingers finding the phone. His phone glowed, displaying an alarm screen. His mind was already spinning, not quite awake, yet fully engaged; his morning routine accurately optimized. Later after fortifying himself with caffeine and breakfast, Ian changed his clothes, pulled on his sneakers, and grabbed the leash.
"Ready for the park, buddy?" Ian asked.
The big cat let out a soft chuff sound—a friendly greeting that Ian had come to recognize as his way of saying 'I'm in.' "Wait, we're coming with you!" Shayne chimed in, grabbing his camera. "This is elite material dude."
They all stepped out into the air; the neighborhood was serene, the sun just barely rising over the rooftops. Ian attached the leash, a gesture that was more for the comfort of others than for Kibo's restraint. They began their walk, a majestic sight: a young man and his friends, walking a leopard that moved with confidence, poised to face whatever challenges lied ahead.
As they reached the local park, a few early risers were already out, jogging or walking their dogs. Ian prudently watched the reactions; he was prepared for the worst—critics and accusations of him being irresponsible. A woman walking a golden retriever stopped dead in her tracks. But Kibo just gave a polite, curious chuff, and the dog gave a confused but friendly tail wag.
"Don't worry," Ian called out, his voice steady and inviting. "He's very chill. He's had his breakfast, he's all cleaned up, and he's just here for the scenery."
The woman looked from Ian to the leopard. Kibo had sat down, his tail curled neatly around his paws, his gaze curious but calm. The woman paused, and then stepped forward. "Is it…is it really a leopard?"
"Yeah," Ian smiled, standing beside Kibo and placing a hand on the leopard's shoulder. "His name is Kibo; he's very gentle."
The woman reached out, her hand trembling slightly, and stroked the leopard's flank. Kibo leaned into her touch, his whiskers twitching. The woman's face broke into a shocked, delighted grin. "He's so warm! And his fur is… it's like silk."
Ian felt pride in his chest, an emotion that hyped his sentiments. This was what he had hoped for; he wanted to bridge the gap between the wild and the domestic. As they walked further, more people stopped. A group of high school kids from a local school, likely freshmen, sophomores, and seniors, on their way to their classes, hovered at a distance before Ian waved them over. Not only they were shocked; they were delighted. Kibo, acting as if he'd been doing this his whole life, allowed them to pat his head, his purring audible even over the distant hum of traffic.
"See?" Ian whispered to himself, watching the children's laughter. "It's not about control; it's about understanding."
~~~
"You know," Courtney said, walking backward to film the group, "if you told me recently that I’d be walking through downtown LA with a leopard and my best friends, I’d have said 'you were insane.'"
"We are insane," Ian said, grinning. "That’s why this works."
“Yeah, and people are very calm about this, so there is no problem.” Anthony said, recording the whole thing.
~~~
Now, back in the quiet of the Smosh headquarters, the adrenaline dwindled. The crew collapsed onto beanbags and sofas. Kibo was lounging on the rug, his breathing steady and rhythmic. A few minutes later, the team gathered around the computers to look at the footage from the morning's antics.
"We have to upload this," Anthony said, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. "But we have to do it so well. No clickbait, no fake drama, none of that nonsense. Just us and Kibo."
As the upload bar clicked to 100%, the office was tremendously serene. They had thousands of videos under their belts, millions of views, and 2 decades of great history. But this felt different. It felt like a new chapter.
"We're going to be okay," Anthony whispered, more to himself than to anyone else.
Ian looked at his friend, then at the leopard, and finally at the screen where their latest video was beginning to climb the charts at breakneck speed and started to spread like wildfire in a few hours.
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"Holy crap! Look at the analytics!" Courtney exclaimed as she looked at the video statistics carefully—12 million views, 530k likes, and 11k comments; the video started to spread on social media.
"And that's all thanks to Kibo here." Angela chimed in as she patted Kibo's head.
"Yeah, now thanks to him, we are now famous again!" Anthony said in ecitement.
“Agreed. Fans like this content anyway; that just takes the cake.” Shayne nodded in agreement.
~~~
Kibo, who was resting in the center of the room, let out a slow, rhythmic breath. The sun was setting onto the horizon, painting a shade of violet and orange in the immaculate sky. Anthony, Ian, and Kibo were left in the room, while the rest of the crew drifted themselves to their own stuff.
"Okay, so," Anthony started, "today we learned that leopards are basically just giant house cats, provided they are well-fed and don't have a schedule. But in reality, they are just locked in predators in the wild."
"Yeah, you're right," Ian nodded in agreement as he pats Kibo on the cheek, and the leopard purrs in a receptive way.
The two of them spent half an hour nuzzling a very calm and cuddly leopard once again. After Kibo was being subjected to a lot of nuzzles and cuddling, Anthony had a little bit of stuff to do in his room.
"Hey Ian, I'll hit you up tomorrow," Anthony said as he stood up and walked towards his room. "Goodnight, Ian."
"See you tomorrow." Ian said back as he stood up too.
~~~
The California sun began setting, painting a shade of violet and orange in the sky; the neighborhood slowly went serene. The room was only Ian and Kibo left; Ian looked directly with those piercing amber eyes, clearly seeking attention.
"Hey buddy, I say let's make up for lost time." Ian said huskily to the leopard as he scratched the back of the big cat's ears, poised to spend some quality time with him. The majestic cat chuffed in a sympathetic response in his way of saying 'I'm on.'
The two of them wordlessly went into Ian's room; Kibo’s eyes gleaming with anticipation. When they arrive, no one is there; just pure silence, a lamp, a camera, and a ball of yarn on Ian's nightstand. Ian thought to himself: 'What if I just record this and send it to Anthony?' He gripped the camera and then placed it at a different angle so that the two would show in the video and started recording. Ian placed the camera onto the nightstand, still at the angle he wanted, and went on his bed. Kibo then climbed up onto the bed with Ian.
"I’m gonna snuggle you so much." Ian said lightly to Kibo. Very gently, he started petting Kibo's shoulder. His fur was soft and almost fluffy; it reminded him of touching a very thin layer of cotton. Kibo's reaction was instantaneous; he purred peacefully and closed his eyes as he adored the delightful sensation. Kibo then brushes his cheek along Ian's for more affection; his whiskers lightly twitching.
"Oh you little cutie." Ian said soothingly while he stroked the leopard's fur. Ian pulled him closer, but gentle, and swept his hand gently through Kibo's shoulder; feeling the softness and warmth of the big cat's fur made Ian smile contently; burying his face in the majestic leopard’s soft fur.
Ian's touch was quickly becoming one of Kibo's favorite sensations. A few minutes had passed; Ian and Kibo were still on the bed, continuing to cuddle. Ian was lost in his closeness and euphoria with Kibo and essentially had his hand on autopilot. Ian ran his hands through Kibo’s fluffy head as the leopard chuffed contently; the leopard nuzzled into him.
"Aww, Kibo..." Ian cooed as he snuggled Kibo's head... "I got you..."
A few minutes later, Kibo's activity trails off into a sluggish pace as he slowly becomes docile; his grip on Ian weakens--turns out that Kibo drifted to sleep already. A few seconds had passed and Ian already smiled over at the leopard. He cannot miss how endearing Kibo looks as he sleeps. Ian prudently got out of bed, grabbed the camera, and stopped recording.
"I should just edit this quick," Ian mumbles as he then walked over to his desk, where his laptop was, and sat on his chair. He then fired up the laptop; the screen flaring to life. He then inserts the SD card from the camera to his laptop, and edits the footage for 10 minutes. After that, he exported the video file and he thought to himself: "What if I send this to Anthony?" He then opened up AirDrop, and then without thinking ahead, he sent the video file to the company file drive, he brushed it off and thought he sent it to Anthony.
"Okay, that's enough for today." Ian said lightly as he then shuts down the laptop and stands up. He walked towards the bed, climbed up onto his bed, reached out for the covers, and then drifted to sleep. It was an ordinary day, Kibo and Ian looking forward to their delightful adventures and journeys together. They were deeply trustful and connected than ever before, now that the two and the rest of the Smosh crew would cherish.
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To be continued…
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Chapter 3: An Awkward Afternoon
It was a beautiful day, almost like any other day; the chirping of birds echoed through the air, the weather was warm, and the skies were clear. Kibo awoke with a start, his eyes blinking as they adjusted to the California sun warming his majestic spotted and golden fur. After his amber eyes had finally focused enough, he prudently raised his head just enough to look around. Then, he climbed off the bed and prowled around the room; his tail swishing lazily behind him. He wasn't prowling just to spot threats; he was prowling to find a cat toy to wait for Ian to wake up.
Fortunately, he found a ball of yarn to play with on the floor, so later he just played with it and waited for Ian to wake up; he was always in good spirits and was always likeable. He was pretty sweet and gentle to the team, and with Ian too since they felt a deep connection inside them.
10 minutes had passed, and Ian woke up slowly, feeling the heat of the California sunrise warm his skin from the window of his room. Ian heard Kibo's purring and felt an odd sense of pride; a soothing melody to Ian's ears. Turn out that the leopard woke up 10 minutes earlier than him to just symbolize hat Kibo isn't only just active, cooperative, and agile.
Ian remembered and comprehended on what he had to do with his morning duty: take Kibo for a walk, and then do his own stuff later on. Half an hour had passed and he already changed his clothes, grabbed the leash, let his friends join to record the scenery, and then take Kibo for a walk; the leopard was very active and agile than ever and was self-confident to cooperate at any time.
After that, the crew went back home and then edited the raw footage with deliberation, and uploaded it to YouTube.
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One sunny and a brisk afternoon, the Smosh crew was getting ready for a sketch; it was a perfect and appropriate time to film. Anthony had the props, Shayne had the camera set, and everyone else had to perform, set everything up, and plan it. The sun was shining, and the sky is a shade of azure and cerulean; birds chirping through the open air. Fans started begging for more content; the crew was always in a lookout to please the internet gods. The team were actually local and notorious celebrities for a long time; with people recognizing them in public.
"Ian, we gotta do this sketch. Just us and everyone else. “ Anthony said as he was holding a fake prop gun on his left hand.
"Yeah...Let's do it then!" Ian said with triumph, motivating the team to perform.
~~~
"Hey, Ian." Angela said calmly to Ian, clapping his shoulder. "Yeah, Angela?" Ian glanced at Angela, his eyes looking directly at her. "I just want you to follow me and just explain something for a moment." Ian paused himself for a moment, he turned back towards the crew and said: "Guys, I will be right back,” To be utterly aware of Ian's appearance. "Okay, we'll wait for you, Ian. Just don't take too long." Anthony replied to Ian, reassuring him with a wink.
~~~
Ian wordlessly followed Angela. When they arrive, Angela led Ian to a room with a desk and a computer and just a lot of decorations in the room. Angela fired up the computer and waited for it to successfully boot. "Wait, why are we even her—"
"Just wait, okay?" Angela interrupted him and asked him to wait for a moment.
"Okay..?" Ian responded back.
Angela logged on the computer and clicked the company file drive. After some deliberation, she found the video file that Ian accidentally sent.
"Would you just like, care to explain yourself?" She says calmly; not mad or disappointed at all by the look on her face. She then plays the video; the video involves Kibo and Ian cuddling each other in bed. Ian knows perfectly well what's going on. Then a few minutes had passed when the video ended, Ian had a lot of explaining to do—it hit him hard—and he really had to explain it!
"Uh, wait hold on. I thought I sent it to Anthony, I didn't think twice so—" Ian said nervously. "Okay, I get it now. Let me get this straight, so you're telling me that you didn't think ahead and that you mistakenly sent it to the file drive?" Angela questioned Ian to verify his explanation, and Ian nodded in agreement. "Next time, try to think twice about who you are sending it to. Just don't let it happen again, okay?" Angela sighed. "Okay, fine. I won't; I will try to be more cautious next time." "Okay then, you're free to go now, Ian." Angela then removed the video file and then she shut down the computer. "Let's film the sketch, shall we?" Angela said with a sigh. "Let's do it!" ~~~ And so with that, Ian came back and helped with the sketch. When they were done filming, the team starts to edit the video; assuring that the footage is well-edited.; the creative energy still everywhere among them. “Okay, so,” Anthony said with a start, “Let’s just edit this really well. No clickbait, just pure editing. Let's just please the fans and then we're good because they're frantically waiting for a new video."
They uploaded it on YouTube and then a few hours later, the numbers frantically went up at breakneck speed; sufficient to please their fans.
"Well, I guess it's time we clean up this mess and get some rest, huh?" Anthony asked Ian.
Ian nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I could definitely rest.”
They clean up everything they did for the sketch, and the crew organized the props to their place. It was an awkward and an odd afternoon with Ian, but he would still cherish and have fun with the Smosh crew and Kibo than ever.
