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During a Smosh Games shoot, the group: Courtney, Shayne, Chanse, Amanda, and Angela, are playing a tabletop game from a sponsorship.
Amanda isn’t doing too well at the game as she keeps losing points, or serving no help in gaining any.
She isn’t trying to bring down the mood but she’s feeling off that day, and so the constant losses really start to weigh on her heart.
Angela sits next to Amanda on her left side, with Courtney seated next to Angela, then Shayne, and Chanse at the end of the edged table.
A deep frown creases over Amanda’s face as she once again is losing more points, the occasional jab from Shayne or Chanse about it doesn’t really help her feel better.
Amanda has tough skin and is usually able to take a joke or good rib at her expense, but on days where she’s not feeling the best, she can get really sensitive about everything.
Angela seems to take notice of Amanda’s change in demeanor.
She seems more quiet to her throughout the game than when they first started, and she just looks kind of sad right now. Like a puppy who has just been scolded for peeing on the rug.
“Amanda, stop!” Chanse scolds her. “We need three here, see,” he emphasizes, pointing to the cards, “Three!”
“Well I'm sorry, okay!” Amanda screams, but there’s no real noticeable hurt behind it.
“I’ve been struggling this entire game. Give me a break you guys!” She exclaims, parting some of her hair out of her face.
“Hey, lay off dude,” Angela warns, “We’re making a comeback next round, right Amanda?” The smaller brunette asks, her face determined.
Amanda gives her a nervous and unsure expression in return.
Angela makes the motion to put her arm over Amanda’s shoulder’s, pulling her in close to give her a side hug as she rubs her back soothingly.
“Hey, it’s okay,” she murmurs, lightly rubbing her back to reassure her.
“During the next round, I’m going to help you kick their butt, alright?” Angela affirms, flexing her other arm to assert her strong will.
Her action seems to cheer Amanda up as she grabs hold of Angela’s hand and they bear their arms together, flexing in solidarity.
“Yeah!” Amanda exclaims, more pumped and excited now.
“Alright, I’m in, baby,” she declares, bouncing in her seat from excitement.
“What are you two talking about?” Shayne chimes in. “There’s no teams for this game.” He says with a light hearted laugh, causing the rest of the group to giggle with him.
“I know, but you guys are being mean to her,” Angela asserts, “So we’re a team now.”
“And we’re gonna kick…your…ASS!” She cries out comically, slamming her hands on the table in the process.
Her outburst, making everyone laugh.
“YEAH!” Amanda joins in. “So don’t fuck with us,” she says, draping her arm over Angela’s shoulder.
Angela reciprocates her action and they hold each other’s shoulders strongly in camaraderie.
The group is baffled when by the end of the video, Angela has helped Amanda come back and they win the game together (despite there being no teams).
“HELL YEAH!” The girls scream in unison, interlocking their hands and raising it to the ceiling in triumph.
“By some miracle,” Shayne begins, speaking aloud, “These two fucking won,” he laughs.
“That’s not fair,” Chanse accuses, pointing his fingers in the girl’s direction.
“There’s no teams for this game,” he says, wagging a finger no at them but his voice is silly and his expression is affable.
“No, no,” the duo begins, unlocking their hands as Angela turns to Chanse.
“I TOLD you, we were going to kick your ass. Didn’t I Amanda?” Angela asks, looking for reassurance.
“That’s right, babe,” Amanda confirms, “And that we did!” She squeals excited, grabbing hold of Angela’s hands and pulling her in for a hug.
Courtney claps their hands together in laughter, amused at the situation.
“You have to admit guys, they did warn you,” she attests, “And I can admit when I’ve been defeated,” she giggles.
Amanda & Angela look to the boys, waiting for their admittance of defeat.
The boys narrow their eyes at the girls. Shayne then puts his hands up in defeat.
“Alright, alright, I can admit when I’ve gotten my ass handed to me,” he laughs, good-natured.
The group then looks to Chanse.
His skeptical expression unchanged as he glares at them with pursed lips, however, there’s no actual malice to his appearance as he plays his annoyance up for laughs.
“Fine,” he concedes, “But no cheating next time!” He declares, pointing his finger at them accusingly.
“Oh shut up!” Angela exclaims with a laugh. “You just can’t accept the fact we’re awesome at this and you’re not.” She states jokingly.
“BITCH!” Chanse shouts. “I’ll take you on any day,” he challenges and they stand up hastily, both putting their hands on the table as they dip their heads down like rams about to charge their horns at each other.
The group laughs and Amanda grabs hold of Angela’s shoulder, sitting her down and bringing her back down to earth.
“Okay, okay, you two,” Amanda murmurs airly, attempting to settle them down. “There’ll be time to fight later.” She teases.
“The important thing is that we won!” Amanda screams, elated.
Grabbing hold of Angela’s shoulders and rocking her wildly in the process.
Angela rocks herself with her movements for comedic effect and it makes everyone in the room laugh.
“Oh God, I could kiss right now!” Amanda exclaims, as she throws her body comically over Angela, grabbing her head and pretending to kiss her.
“Woah!” The other three members yell in surprise, their tones playful.
“Save it for after the shoot you guys,” Courtney jokes.
“Yeah, we’re still shooting a video right now, you guys,” Shayne says, feigning discomfit for the bit.
They all laugh and Angela pushes Amanda off her kindly, grinning wide.
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding,” Amanda says, waving her hand in dismissal.
Angela’s eyes stay on her for a minute, and a mischievous thought suddenly occurs to her.
Amanda is always fucking with her, pretending to kiss her and lightheartedly poke fun at her reactions.
Oh, I just think your reaction is hilarious. She’d casually laugh.
You’re just so cute when you get flustered. She’d wave off with a teasing chuckle.
You’re wide open Ang, you gotta stay ready. She’d jest with a shake of her head.
Well not today, Angela thinks. Finally, it’s Amanda who’s unguarded. It’s Angela’s turn to take this opportunity and catch her off guard now.
“Okay,” Angela states plainly.
“Huh?” Amanda begins to question, but has no time to register what Angela has even said before she’s seizing her lips into a fierce kiss.
Amanda’s eyes widen and her face flushes hot.
The unexpected contact leaves her completely flustered and has the other three members gobsmacked.
Courtney squeals from surprise, Shayne laughs in shock, and Chanse watches flabbergasted.
Angela just as soon as she darted for Amanda’s lips, is pulling away from her now.
She wipes her lip with her thumb, trying to drive home the kiss as a funny stunt she successfully pulled, but it reads completely different from comical.
Instead, the air in the room feels more tense now, crew and cast alike unsure of how to proceed.
“Alright guys, thanks for watching the video! Don’t forget to like and subscribe,” Angela says nonchalantly, turning back to the camera now and acting like nothing happened.
Amanda sits next to her in shock, her mouth agape and eyes wide in disbelief. Unable to process what just transpired.
Shayne looks to Spencer and Alex T. from behind the camera for guidance on how to continue, his eyes darting to the camera pointed at them and then at Amanda and Angela.
The men only shrug their shoulders and shake their heads, both unsure of what to do.
Alex points his index finger out in a rolling gesture, indicating for them to continue and just roll with it. If they need to cut and redo the outro, they still have time to reshoot.
Shayne shrugs his shoulders, he doesn’t really mind so he decides to just go with it.
Courtney and him make light of the situation, despite the almost stifling air in the room.
“Okay, well, thanks for watching guys,” Shayne says, a bit uneasy.
‘Yeah, and comment down below for what other games you’d like to see us play,” Courtney adds, tilting their head to the side and splaying their hands open with a “perhaps” gesture.
“Alright you guys, we’ll see you next time,” Shayne says, ending it off.
“Bye!!” The group say in unison, waving good-bye at the camera. However, Amanda’s wave is less enthused and more feeble, as she still reels from the crazy situation.
“And cut,” Alex yells out, “Alright, I think we’re good.”
When they’ve officially cut, Chanse immediately turns his body to Angela.
“Okay, spill. What the hell was that, you two?!” He exclaims, appalled.
“What?” Angela questions, innocently, “Amanda wanted a kiss so I gave it to her.” She states so matter of factly, it visibly unsettles the cast.
Amanda is trying to regain her composure again but the wiring in her brain won’t reconnect.
“Damn it, you guys, we’re probably going to have to reshoot the outro now,” Chanse whines.
“What? “ Angela replies, confused. “I thought that would freaking kill!” She says with a grumble. “Right Amanda?” Angela asks, looking at the taller woman now who is lost in thought.
She ghosts her finger over her lips, still trying to comprehend what exactly happened.
“Huh?” She replies dazed. “Oh, yeah. It’s fine, that was pretty funny,” she voices, attempting to laugh it off, but her voice comes out a little more shaky than she intended. The others don’t seem to take notice though.
“Was that a bad prank? Fuck, should we cut that?” Angela asks, genuine nervous concern washing over her face.
The group look to their games producers for a response
“I mean… we can if you want to, but honestly that was pretty funny,” Spencer says with a light laugh.
Alex nods his head in agreement. “I don’t see the harm since it was just a joke, but if guys want to reshoot it, we can. Up to you both really, since it was pretty crazy.”
The cast member’s eyes fall to Amanda and Angela now. The decision is left up to them.
There’s a shift in the room now. Angela and Amanda stare at each other in silence.
“Sorry Amanda,” Angela murmurs, her voice full of guilt. “I thought it would be funny to fuck with you back, so I took the chance. We can totally cut it if you want,” she finishes, her voice soft with care and concern. Her face falls into an apologetic expression.
Amanda’s heart melts as she regards her warmly for her friend's kindness and concern.
She perks up immediately, a smile forming across her face.
“No way,” she replies. “That was a great joke, Ang, and I really deserved it,” she says with a laugh, punching Angela’s arm lightly.
“I think the fans will get a kick out of it too,” she remarks with a chuckle.
Spencer and Alex look at each other.
“Alright, if y’all are okay with it, then we can wrap up for this video.” Spencer announces.
They move back to the camera’s and other crew members, beginning to wrap up as the group are left to chatter amongst themselves before leaving for a break.
“You were so bold for that,” Chanse jibes to Angela.
“Oh my gosh, you guys, stop! I really thought that would murder,” she groans, cupping her face into her hands abashed.
The group breaks into laughter at her reaction.
“Awe, it’s fine, honey. If you wanted to kiss me, just ask,” Amanda expresses, her voice low and humorously sultry. She puckers her lips, grabbing hold of Angela.
Amanda comically pretends to kiss all over her face as Angela holds her arm out, putting a hand to Amanda’s forehead to stop her.
“Stop, Amanda! Oh my god!” Angela cries out, but she’s grinning wide and laughing with her, playing into the bit.
The other three laugh along with them.
“Oh my God, STOP FLIRTING YOU GUYS! The cameras are already off!” Chanse screams jokingly, and the group only laughs harder.
“I truly didn’t know how to react,” Courtney admits.
“No, yeah,” Shayne chimes in, “I looked at our producers like um…do we keep going?” He laughs, his eyes darting back and forth as he reminisces on the memory.
This elicits a shared laugh with the cast and some of the crew still cleaning up.
“Well, sorry for trying to be funny,” Angela states, a grimace to her face.
Amanda puts her hand on her shoulder, lightly rubbing over it and her back.
“It’s okay, babe, we’re just teasing.” Amanda says, comforting her. “Personally, I had a great time,” she jokes with a wink.
This prompts Angela to roll her eyes with a shake of her head.
“But they’re right, we should save it for after office hours,” she teasingly whispers, amping up the bit.
Angela smiles in response. “Yeah sorry, I just see you and, oh! I have to kiss you right away,” she jokes, holding her arms out in surprise, playing into the bit.
“Alright,” their producers shout, “That should be a wrap. We’ll come back in an hour to shoot for the next video,” they say, and the cast heads out.
Amanda walks beside Angela, her head ducking to her shoulder as she whispers, “Seriously Ang, if you want to go to my car and finish the deal—“
“Literally stop,” Angela laughs, shoving the taller woman playfully. “Oh God, I thought kissing you would shut you up, but you’re louder than ever now,” she playfully rolls her eyes.
“All yours ba-byy,” Amanda jibes with a laugh. Angela lightheartedly palms her face in response.
“Okay, for real, let’s go get some food. I’m starving, kissing really works up an appetite.” Amanda says, her eyebrows comically furrowed.
“Oh God, make it stop,” Angela groans and it only makes Amanda laugh in response.
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop,” she waves her hand in dismissal.
Angela looks up at her briefly, admiring her features and wondering, if she takes Amanda to the break room to kiss her right now, would it shut her up for real? Or would it only incite her to be more obnoxious about it?
They make their way to the table where the food is portioned out for lunch, and gather some plates while collecting their food from the spread. Once their plates are covered they make their way to the lunch table to meet and sit with Chanse, Courtney, and Shayne. They sit down and begin talking about the upcoming shoot.
“Okay, just a heads up you two, no kissing this time in front of the camera!” Chanse banters.
Angela rolls her eyes in response. “Oh give it up!” She yells, Chanse joining in with her mid sentence as they sway their heads together forcefully, almost smacking the other in the process.
This makes the group at the table laugh together.
“You guys are seriously going to hit each other’s head one day,” Amanda comments.
“I’m looking forward to when that happens,” Shayne says, bursting into giggles at the thought.
Courtney furrows her eyebrows and pushes Shayne playfully in return.
“Don’t be mean Shayne,” they scold, but with no actual fire behind it.
“Awe, don’t worry Chanse,” Amanda says, raising her voice slightly now. “I’d kiss Angela anytime,” she teases, ribbing Angela with her elbow.
Angela only shakes her head in annoyance, covering her face with her palm in embarrassment.
Yeah… she thinks, Probably shouldn’t try doing that again.