“Hi guys!” Poppy stands on Morgan’s streaming room chair, a huge grin on her face as she can see herself on the screen. Little does she know she’s actually got thousands of people watching. “Hi everyone!” She giggles, waving her hand.
She’s quickly distracted by a picture on Morgan’s desk, one of her and Seb. “Look! Me and Seb!” She holds up the photo, or at least tries to without falling from the chair.
“What’re you doing?” She jumps out of her skin when she sees Seb in the doorway. “Pops, we’re not meant to be in here without dad.”
“Look!” She points to the screen. Being older, Seb knows too well that she’s actually live on Morgan’s account, something he’s watched his dad do over and over.
“How did you do that?” He can’t help but laugh. Moving into frame now and reading the comments in the chat.
You two are gonna be in trouble
Meanwhile, Ginge is in a car on his way to London for Soccer Aid having no idea what’s going on. The Mrs putting clothes outside to dry completely oblivious to the chaos upstairs.
“Where’s my dad? He’s going to London right now.” Seb reads the chat.
“Daddy!” Poppy claps. “He’s gonna get us presents if we’re good for mummy.”
“Poppy we need to turn this off, I dunno how.” Seb clicks around the screen.
“No! Don’t turn it off! They’re my friends!” Poppy starts to cry. “No Seb! No!” She hits his arm.
“Stop hitting me or I’m telling mum!”
Unbeknownst to the two of them, CMC had actually called Morgan in the midst of the chaos and told him what was happening. He was currently laughing at his phone screen watching the two of them before deciding to call the Mrs.
“You know the kids are in the streaming room?”
Her brows furrow together in confusion.
“They’re live on stream, I’ve just been watching them.”
“What?!” She laughs, quickly running upstairs to see what’s going on. “Seb? Poppy?”
She can hear panicked, hushed whispers from the room. Seb trying desperately to turn off the stream before they get into trouble. The door opens and the Mrs laughs at the commotion. Morgan’s things are everywhere. Poppy’s stood on the desk and Seb’s got his hand on the mouse.
“What’s going on in here?” She walks over to the computer, chat now spamming nonsense.
“Poppy did it! It was all Poppy mum. I was just trying to turn it off.” Seb reels off, completely landing his sister in the thick of it.
“Mate! Don’t be a grass.” Morgan laughs from down the phone.
The Mrs laughs as Poppy puts her face so close to the camera on Morgan’s desktop.
“Right everyone out of there now.” Morgan speaks down the phone. “I’ve been gone 15 minutes and look what’s happened.”