*Doesn't have a pov
CloverWithKnives is streaming now on YouTube.
5 Million viewers. Featuring CatoDaSwordBoy.
"Hi, guys!" YouTube sensation, Clove Kentwell said to the camera. "Welcome back to my channel, I hope you all are having a wonderful week!" Clove smiles.
A boy with blond hair and blue eyes sat in the chair next to her, Clove's braid tossed over his shoulder. The wall in the background has framed weapons and posters of famous singers, such as Halsey, Alec Benjamin etc. The wallpaper was white but you can barely see it due to the polaroid photos of her and the blond boy.
"I am here with my best friend CatoDaSwordBoy, or CatoBear as I call him," Cato rolls his eyes but waves his hand.
"Moving on," Cato jokes.
"Loads of people keep commenting saying that I have to give you more info on my life or whatever," Clove's freckles popped on her face, "So today me and Cato are going to do a challenge I was tagged in by my bestie GlimGlam, to answer 10 questions that you guys choose for us!"
She laughs. "That was a mouthful, wasn't it. Please give subscribe, because apparently like 60% of my viewers aren't subscribing, which is pretty sad, and I am SO FRICKEN CLOSE TO 10M SUBSCRIBERS, LIKE WHAT!!!"
"Both my channel and Glimmer's are down below, make sure to subscribe because I am better then Clove," Cato smirks.
"Hey!" Clove shoves him. "He's only joking, he knows I'm better."
"Believe what you wanna believe Clover," Cato jokes, blinking innocently.
Clove banged him over the head with a Harry Potter book.
The chat exploded with comments and likes.
Cato puts his arm over her shoulder. "Shall we start?"
The brunette nods. "Yes but before we start can I give a shoutout to the sponsor of this video, PanemWeaponary?
"I mean you are going to do it anyway so..." Cato raises his eyebrows.
"Cato bear, shut up."
"PanemWeaponry is my main source for my knives, and you can get a free return if the weapons aren't good enough for 7 days!" Clove winked. "PanemWeaponary supplies all my knives and training stuff, and you can get 10% off if you use the code 984knives32. The link is linked down below."
Cato chuckles.
"Anyway... shall we start?" Clove asks. She reaches out of the shot and gets a cup filled with pieces of paper.
"First question," Clove read. "User19283 asks, where did you first learn how to throw knives?"
She giggles nervously, and Cato burst out laughing.
"Um..." She pauses. "Let's just say it was highly gruesome and dark, and I want to keep this channel as light as possible."
"And maybe it was a tad illegal," Cato smirks.
She hits him with the book again.
"Moving on..."
"This one's for you Cato," Clove grins and passes it over to him.
"CatoPleaseMarryMe - that is a... nice username - asks, Cato when are you and Clove coming to London?" Cato looks up. "We are touring there..." He glances at Clove. "Wait when are we touring there again?"
Clove rolls her eyes. "In two months."
"We will see you all there, don't forget to book tickets!" Cato winks.
The chat was filled with "Omg I am so excited or I have already booked!"
"The third question is by ClovehasTheKnives and they say, 'Clove, don't tell Cato but you are the best. Aw, thank you!" Clove beams.
"What!" Cato exclaims. "I am so much better then Clove!"
"My faaans don't think so," Clove chortles.
"Betrayed!" Cato gasps dramatically, clutching his heart.
Clove rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless.
"Here's another one for me," Clove lightens. "BitchImGayForClove says 'Clove, kiss, kill, marry with Harry Potter characters. Draco, Harry and Ron.'"
Clove smirks. "That actually pretty easy, kill Ron (sorry Ron fans) kiss Harry and marry Draco."
"You had that way to prepared," Cato jokes.
"Probably!" Her grin stretches across her face.
"This one's for both of us," Cato says, his eyes scanning the paper. "MazeRunnerSucker asks when, where and how did we meet."
They turn to each. "We actually met in eighth grade," Clove smiles. "Our teacher put us together for a science project, and regretted it for the rest of her life."
"We got in so much trouble in high school," Cato chuckles.
"I think we set the record for the most amount of detentions in a lifetime," Clove cackled.
"At least being a YouTuber means we get paid without having to get a good grade in maths," he grins.
"True!"
"The next question is from our close friend Marvel-ousToTheMax," Cato says, running his hand through his messy blond hair. "Marvel asks 'are you guys coming over on Wednesday? We need to plan Finch's surprise party... Marvel!"
"Marvel, that has meant to be a surprise!" Clove sighs. "Oh well. Well, Finch if you are watching this, Happy Birthday. Everybody go follow her, it's her birthday soon. It's foxyfinchberries and we linked her channel down below, as well as our 'squad'."
'Thanks,' Finch typed up in the chat.
"The seventh question is from ThisUserWantsPotato, who asks, are you both single or dating someone," Clove read aloud. "Well, I'm a full-on single pringle, but Cato? Are you hooked up with any lucky girl at the moment?"
He looks at the ground. "Nope, for the moment I am just as single as Clove."
He grabs the cup from Clove and picks out a slip of paper.
"This user asks, did you (Cato) ever have feelings for," Cato burst out laughing. "Glimmer!"
Clove scowls.
"No I didn't but Glimmer definitely did," he chuckles. "She would flirt with me ALL THE TIME, but I was never interested. I had my mind on a different girl..."
"Really!" Clove brightens. "Who was it? Was it Katniss? Finch? Enobraria?"
"Your older sister?" He asks, bewildered.
Clove shrugs. "Marvel did for a bit."
The chat filled with laughing emojis.
"Marvel-ousToTheMax is now pissed that I said that," Clove grins.
"The ninth question is from AvaLavaLovesHorses, who wants to know our favourite colours," Cato says, smiling. "That's a nice question. Um...Mine is red and Clove's is a forest sort of green."
"Yeah," Clove's grin stretches across her face.
"Anyway...Clove do you wanna read the last question?" Cato chews on his lip. His normally cocky attitude is gone, and a nervous sort of energy replaced it.
"Oooo Cato, this one's from you!" Clove smiles. "Clove, do you wanna go on a...date with...me."
Cato's glance is fixed on the floor.
"Is this a joke?" Clove whispered.
"No...I have a huge crush on you Clove..." Cato murmurs.
"Really?"
"Yeah..."
"Me too!" Clove practically screamed. "Do have any fricken idea how long I have waited for you to say that?"
"So...Tuesday night, at eight?" Cato blushes.
Clove smirks. "Don't be late."
The chat exploded excited fans, and the views on the stream almost doubled.