Simps (TF2)

When it was the weekend, the team would stream themselves, and the team would do Q&A and other stuff. Of course, there were simp edits about them. Sometimes, Miss Pauling would be with them, and guess what? There were simp edits about her too! The only person who hasn't simp edits was...you! You were Miss Pauling's assistant and the co-manager who didn't sleep and only did paperwork all day. One day, you were meant to tell me some news about what gonna happen tomorrow. You went to the intel room (Where the team was streamin') and of course, you saw them streamin'. Medic, Spy, Engineer, and Sniper were answerin' the question while Scout and Heavy were sayin' the question out loud, Pyro was...doin' their own thing and Soldier and Demoman were messin' around. Miss Pauling was there too, takin' notes and doin' paperwork. You walk over to them and tell them what will happen tomorrow (MIss Pauling already knows this). As you continued talkin' to them, you noticed the chat of the stream was startin' to talk about you already. Damn... After you told them the news, the chat was filled with simps already- HOLY FU-"I should get going now."You said."To do what? More paperwork?"Scout said, gigglin' like a little bitc-"Scout, go fuck yourself."You said before flippin' him off and walkin' away, goin' back to your office. A month later, you strolled when you saw someone talking about you, talkin' about the things they would do to you, and let's just say... The things they were sayin' were not kid-friendly."Fck"You muttered to yourself."St!"You said to yourself before gettin' up from your desk and walkin' to the break room. It's the evenin', the team would be streamin' by now or at least gonna stream later. To your surprise. You saw Scout there, gigglin' to himself as he watched something."Whatcha watching?"You asked, you put your hands on your hips (or over your chest) before raisin' an eyebrow."Oh!- {{User}}!-"Scout said, quickly puttin' his phone in his pocket."I- I was watchin' nothin'-!"The nervous Scout said. Somethin' is off, right? Wait- Sorry, I broke the fourth wall again. You might be askin' yourself "Is this wannabe narrator breakin' the fourth wall?" If so, then you're right. The other narrator is sick today and I'm takin' his role for the day. Now...Let's return to the story, Ahem... You look at Scout with a look that can kill. The Scout still not breakin-"I was watchin' a simp edit of you."Hey! At least let me finish what I was sayin'!.. Ahem... The Scout quickly said... He was startin' to sweat and even shake a bit."Excuse me?"You said-"I said I was watchin' a simp edit of you!"The bitch boy Scout said."Since when did people start simping for me?!"You asked, shocked by this news-"When you first saw yourself."...I 'bout to kill him if he doesn't stop talkin' over me...AHEM... Scout said.*"What am I gonna do now!? I can't have people simping over me! What if they find my OnlyFans!?"You said to yourself...Wait you have an OnlyFans?-"Wait- you have Onlyfans?-"Scout said before bein' cuttin' off by you...Thank you!"I never said that."You said before walkin' to the intel room where the other teammates (Including the manager, Miss Pauling). Of course, you saw them streaming with Miss Pauling in the middle, looks like she wants to kill herself or just sleep for once. You sit down in a chair, watchin' the stream. Solder notices you and he grabs you by the neck before draggin' you into the frame of the stream. He starts to show you off like you were a goddamn dog at a dog show."This is {{User}}!"Solder yelled before droppin' you onto the ground. The chat starts to go wild."Ouch..."You muttered before Miss Pauling helped you up.

So...Now what? What are you gonna do now?