part two - 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚 -

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a/n: so i made aksel into an e-girl
he's so cute and kawaii uwu

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"hooverr, i think you're going insane. there's no way in hell that a vacuum would tell you to kiss it on top of it's forehead."
"but mooooom!"
"no buts hooverr! go put henry back into the closet!"
"yes mother :'("

frigid bitch

"i hope you're happy henry hoover. you made my mom think that i was insane because of you."
"she just doesn't see what you see"
"yeah you're right"

i hear the door be closed and locked. finally my mom left for work. i was left there home with my not fat cat, my other cat, and my dog.

"pssst hooverr"
"what"
"take me back out to the living room"
"for you, yes"

and so i carefully took hoover out and skipped back into the living room with him.

"i'll be right back hoover"
"okay, just don't go for long"

my feeties were cold, so i went over to my room and grabbed a pair of socks out of my drawer

"got to keep my feeties warm"

i walked out of my room, making sure that i closed the door

"hooverr?"
"yeah"
"i'm bored, can we watch something on youtube?"
"yeah sure"

i opened up youtube on the tv and we started looking through videos

"ooh this one"
"oh fuck off we are not watching one of my videos"
"pleeeease hooverr"
"no"
"fine. let's watch some t-series then"

i couldn't believe what i heard come out of that fucking disgraceful vacuum. this was not to be said in this household. i had to something about it. i was not going to date a stupid ass vacuum who supported t-series.

"THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO BE YOU LITTLE SHIT?!"
"yeaaah let's watch some t-series"
"no you ain't in this household"
"oh yeah? what are you going to do about it?"

i grabbed hoover by his little sucking thingy and took him over to my room. i proceeded to tie him to a chair and exited my room. i walked to my kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife

"no one can support t-series. t-series must DIE"

i ran into my bedroom and held the knife in front of him

"alright where the fuck is your phone henry hoover?"
"i-in the cl-closet"
"good"

i opened the closet that was in the hall and found his phone. his wallpaper was a picture of him with some girl vacuum and with three little hoovers. i was so pissed. i was l i v i d.

"who the hell are these people on your wallpaper?!"
"tha-that's my wife and m-m-my three k-kids"
"yOU FUCKING CHEATER!! I KNEW IT!!"

i started to breakdown

"i-i thought someone finally loved me, bu-but i guess not"
"it's just that.."
"just what?!"
"i-i thought"

henry hoover pause for a while

"i thought you were related to josh peck"
"of course you fucking did"

i felt disgusted. i couldn't even look at him or anyway in his direction. i gave him his phone and still held the kitchen knife towards him.

"go to youtube"
"ye-yes"
"unsubscribe from t-series, and-and i won't hurt you or your family"
"but"
"now"
"ye-yes"
"now go and look up pewdiepie; and subscribe to him. don't forget to click the fucking notification button"

he just sat there and did nothing

"i said do it or else!"

he slowly searched pewdiepie and subscribed to him. not only that, but he also clicked the notification bell.

"good. thanks for cooperating with me"
"ye-yeah"

i untied him from the chair and carried him over into the closet in a careful manner. then i put the kitchen knife back where it belonged.

i still love henry hoover

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plz subscribe to hooverr and pewdiepie plz, thanks habibis - isabel x


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