Recovery, chapter eleven
summary: Ian dies of cancer. Anthony has to start meeting replacements.
warnings: kinda sad I guess
rating: pg-13
As he drove to work, he knew he wasn't going to like his day. It was an average rainy Friday, with some disgustingly uncomfortable weather and a Summer heat that resulted in a horrible combination. But he had to start filming again, and he had to do it with Ian's replacements, a thought which made his stomach clench.
They were filming in the offices, as they had been since Ian died, and it chilled Anthony to know that their weekly Friday episodes would no longer be created in the home of the friend that wrote them and cared for them so much. But the show must go on, or at least that's what everyone else was saying. Ian didn't mention Smosh in the end; he made sure Anthony got the money he deserved from the company, but neither of them owned it, so it wasn't like they could shut it down. Even if he could, he wasn't sure if he would, not knowing whether to kill the company after Ian's death or keep it going, as his legacy.
When he arrived, the crew was scattered about, and he saw cameras, booms, and coolers full of water bottles everywhere. It would've all been commonplace, if it were at Ian's house. But that was over, and he'd never get that back.
"Anthony, morning!" Zach called to him, and Anthony went over to him without a reply. "So we've got three today, and they're going to be doing most of the video, so you only have to be here for a few minutes. It would be nice of course if you stayed and watched, but, whatever you wanna do."
"Fine. Who are they?" Anthony looked around for them, and saw one immediately. "Tan girl putting on makeup, who's she?"
"Darian." He replied, and in doing so called her over with a motion of his hand. "Hey, Darian, explain the scene to Anthony, I've got a ton of stuff I should be doing."
Darian approached him, seemingly friendly and explaining the little piece they had to do together while Anthony nodded, pretending to listen. Close up, he saw the girl appeared half Hispanic with dyed red hair, a rather pretty little thing. Surely some of the viewers would enjoy having a Hispanic actress in the skits, and for this reason he approved of her presence, at least for now.
"So if you would just take your place next to the desk, Mr. Padilla, we can get started." She finished, her chest puffed up in pride at her apparently fantastic overview of the scene which Anthony had not heard a word of.
"Yeah, sure. Anyone else in this scene?" He walked towards the desk sitting in front of the camera, and she, taking the hint, walked with him.
"RJ." She pointed to a blonde man chatting with one of the writers. "He's English, your friend Zach said that would be good for getting views."
"Zach is correct." He said to her, then called out "One Direction, we need you over here, we're filming!"
He walked over quickly with a broad smile on his face. "Thanks, Anthony, but it's RJ. I don't really look like that One Direction kid."
Anthony smirked as they got into their places, looking the man over. About his age, and several inches taller, around 5'11, with blue eyes and golden-blonde hair. He was looking forward to teasing the guy.
They filmed quickly, and Anthony did so with a lackluster feel, but his lines were short and bland, so he felt no need to pretend to be more happy than he was. They then grabbed the cameras and moved outside, setting up to do a short scene in the parking lot. The park would've been the ideal place to film, but Anthony knew he couldn't go back there, something it seemed everyone silently agreed with. It was here where Anthony met the third actor of the day, the one who would change everything for him, for Kalel, and for the way he mourned Ian.
He was looking around casually when he saw an image from the corner of his eye, and in shock, said what he thought that image was aloud.
"Ian?" He muttered, then felt instantly better when he realized he hadn't said it too loudly, because the figure in the distance was not his old friend. It was in fact a girl, with a pale skin tone matching Ian's. Walking closer, he saw her body held the same extra weight Ian's did, and that her hair was just a few shades darker, but her side-swept bangs drew his eye immediately, reminding him of Ian's signature haircut. With her hair tied in the back, and adorning a simple tee and shorts ensemble, it was easy to confuse them from the distance.
"Anthony!" Someone called out, and he turned to see Zach walking towards him. "Have you met our last intern of the day?"
At the word 'intern' the young lady turned her head and saw the pair standing a few feet away. When Zach waved, something Anthony almost got angry at him for, she headed over, smiling politely.
"Hana, this is Anthony." Zach said, and Hana held out her hand to shake. Anthony took it awkwardly.
"Pleasure to be working with you, Anthony." She nodded. "I think we can do this in like five minutes and get it over with, so we should get in our positions."
"Ye-Yeah, okay." Anthony stumbled over his words and blushed, and she, not noticing, left to get in front of the camera.
They did the scene quickly, during which, Anthony felt increasingly stupid. He actually was slightly attracted to her for a moment. Because she looked like Ian, maybe? He quickly brushed that thought aside. He felt angry and guilty for actually enjoying filming for a moment; he felt he had no right to be content when he had to go on without his greatest friend.
They finished filming, then Anthony left without another word, anger and confusion stirring in his gut. He wasn't attracted to her, he decided. He loved Kalel. Hell, he wasn't even attracted to Ian.
He spent the rest of the day distracting himself from that last lie.
A/N: This chapter is really short, sorry. I made this morning like a deadline for myself but life sort of got in the way, whatever, I got it to you guys anyway.
Also, Hana is a character I invented to make the story a little less repetitive on the whole 'do I love Ian or Kalel?' thing. I meant to make her Ian's replacement, but when that idea bored me, I decided to make multiple replacements, which is where the irl people came in. So please don't think I'm putting one of the fans in the spotlight and giving her more attention than all the other people, because she's an OC, and I do plan on treating you guys all equally. Have a good day everybody :)
warnings: kinda sad I guess
rating: pg-13
As he drove to work, he knew he wasn't going to like his day. It was an average rainy Friday, with some disgustingly uncomfortable weather and a Summer heat that resulted in a horrible combination. But he had to start filming again, and he had to do it with Ian's replacements, a thought which made his stomach clench.
They were filming in the offices, as they had been since Ian died, and it chilled Anthony to know that their weekly Friday episodes would no longer be created in the home of the friend that wrote them and cared for them so much. But the show must go on, or at least that's what everyone else was saying. Ian didn't mention Smosh in the end; he made sure Anthony got the money he deserved from the company, but neither of them owned it, so it wasn't like they could shut it down. Even if he could, he wasn't sure if he would, not knowing whether to kill the company after Ian's death or keep it going, as his legacy.
When he arrived, the crew was scattered about, and he saw cameras, booms, and coolers full of water bottles everywhere. It would've all been commonplace, if it were at Ian's house. But that was over, and he'd never get that back.
"Anthony, morning!" Zach called to him, and Anthony went over to him without a reply. "So we've got three today, and they're going to be doing most of the video, so you only have to be here for a few minutes. It would be nice of course if you stayed and watched, but, whatever you wanna do."
"Fine. Who are they?" Anthony looked around for them, and saw one immediately. "Tan girl putting on makeup, who's she?"
"Darian." He replied, and in doing so called her over with a motion of his hand. "Hey, Darian, explain the scene to Anthony, I've got a ton of stuff I should be doing."
Darian approached him, seemingly friendly and explaining the little piece they had to do together while Anthony nodded, pretending to listen. Close up, he saw the girl appeared half Hispanic with dyed red hair, a rather pretty little thing. Surely some of the viewers would enjoy having a Hispanic actress in the skits, and for this reason he approved of her presence, at least for now.
"So if you would just take your place next to the desk, Mr. Padilla, we can get started." She finished, her chest puffed up in pride at her apparently fantastic overview of the scene which Anthony had not heard a word of.
"Yeah, sure. Anyone else in this scene?" He walked towards the desk sitting in front of the camera, and she, taking the hint, walked with him.
"RJ." She pointed to a blonde man chatting with one of the writers. "He's English, your friend Zach said that would be good for getting views."
"Zach is correct." He said to her, then called out "One Direction, we need you over here, we're filming!"
He walked over quickly with a broad smile on his face. "Thanks, Anthony, but it's RJ. I don't really look like that One Direction kid."
Anthony smirked as they got into their places, looking the man over. About his age, and several inches taller, around 5'11, with blue eyes and golden-blonde hair. He was looking forward to teasing the guy.
They filmed quickly, and Anthony did so with a lackluster feel, but his lines were short and bland, so he felt no need to pretend to be more happy than he was. They then grabbed the cameras and moved outside, setting up to do a short scene in the parking lot. The park would've been the ideal place to film, but Anthony knew he couldn't go back there, something it seemed everyone silently agreed with. It was here where Anthony met the third actor of the day, the one who would change everything for him, for Kalel, and for the way he mourned Ian.
He was looking around casually when he saw an image from the corner of his eye, and in shock, said what he thought that image was aloud.
"Ian?" He muttered, then felt instantly better when he realized he hadn't said it too loudly, because the figure in the distance was not his old friend. It was in fact a girl, with a pale skin tone matching Ian's. Walking closer, he saw her body held the same extra weight Ian's did, and that her hair was just a few shades darker, but her side-swept bangs drew his eye immediately, reminding him of Ian's signature haircut. With her hair tied in the back, and adorning a simple tee and shorts ensemble, it was easy to confuse them from the distance.
"Anthony!" Someone called out, and he turned to see Zach walking towards him. "Have you met our last intern of the day?"
At the word 'intern' the young lady turned her head and saw the pair standing a few feet away. When Zach waved, something Anthony almost got angry at him for, she headed over, smiling politely.
"Hana, this is Anthony." Zach said, and Hana held out her hand to shake. Anthony took it awkwardly.
"Pleasure to be working with you, Anthony." She nodded. "I think we can do this in like five minutes and get it over with, so we should get in our positions."
"Ye-Yeah, okay." Anthony stumbled over his words and blushed, and she, not noticing, left to get in front of the camera.
They did the scene quickly, during which, Anthony felt increasingly stupid. He actually was slightly attracted to her for a moment. Because she looked like Ian, maybe? He quickly brushed that thought aside. He felt angry and guilty for actually enjoying filming for a moment; he felt he had no right to be content when he had to go on without his greatest friend.
They finished filming, then Anthony left without another word, anger and confusion stirring in his gut. He wasn't attracted to her, he decided. He loved Kalel. Hell, he wasn't even attracted to Ian.
He spent the rest of the day distracting himself from that last lie.
A/N: This chapter is really short, sorry. I made this morning like a deadline for myself but life sort of got in the way, whatever, I got it to you guys anyway.
Also, Hana is a character I invented to make the story a little less repetitive on the whole 'do I love Ian or Kalel?' thing. I meant to make her Ian's replacement, but when that idea bored me, I decided to make multiple replacements, which is where the irl people came in. So please don't think I'm putting one of the fans in the spotlight and giving her more attention than all the other people, because she's an OC, and I do plan on treating you guys all equally. Have a good day everybody :)