novelraw Chapter 144: QnA With The Fans
Chapter 144: QnA With The Fans
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The chat instantly shifted gears from making fun of Max to bombarding Von with questions.
Thousands of viewers had completely forgotten about the homeowner in the frilly maid outfit, realizing they suddenly had an unfiltered Q&A session with one of the hottest artist in the country.
[DictatorMbappe77: Von! Are you really dating Aura?]
[PopTeaDaily: Address the Aura rumors! We saw the studio pictures!]
Von saw a massive flurry of messages coming in, the text blurring together as it scrolled up the screen, but his eyes naturally caught the dating rumors that were dominating the feed.
"Huh? Dating Aura? Where did you guys even hear that from?" Von asked, leaning closer to the phone with a genuinely confused expression.
The chat didn’t hesitate to pull out their receipts.
[Homeflyer_ain’t: X bro, everyone is saying it]
[MrKnowItAll_og: You guys have always looked close from Project: Star, even until now. We saw those behind-the-scenes studio pictures! Don’t lie!]
"Oh," Von thought in realization, nodding his head slowly as the pieces clicked together.
"But well, we’re not in a relationship. I understand why there’ll be rumors considering we’ve worked closely, but we’re just two friends doing our own things."
The chat immediately pivoted. If the Aura rumors weren’t true, they wanted the real scoop.
[stan_V: Maybe not now but are you guys ever considering dating? It would be really cool tbh]
[CouchPotato22: Bro, if you’re not dating her then who are you even dating? There’s no way I can believe you’re single rn 🧢]
Von wasn’t fazed by the reactions or the accusations of lying. He just offered a relaxed shrug.
"Actually, I’m indeed single. Honestly speaking, I haven’t even dated anyone like... ever."
Von decided to reveal a bit of his self to them, and the comments began exploding at an unprecedented rate.
[JKSthree: NO FUCKING WAY 💀]
[AmNoDemon99: You can’t fool us bro. Stop the cap!]
[HeartbreakKid10: Bro is built like that, rich and famous, and he doesn’t have a girlfriend meanwhile my broke ass lost my 4th girl last week 🥀💔]
[JustHereForV: I’ll bet $100 he’s had a girlfriend at least once. He’s just keeping her hidden.]
Von laughed out loud at the comments that absolutely refused to buy into what he said. It was incredibly ironic, especially since he was telling the absolute truth.
Between his lazy former life and his hyper-focused new one, Von hadn’t even come close to having a girlfriend.
The closest he ever came was a primary school crush, and he had never really liked anyone enough to pursue them after that. He was simply too busy surviving.
Turning around, Von reached out and firmly clapped Max’s back. Because the frilly maid outfit was far too small, Max’s back was partially exposed.
The sudden smack of Von’s palm against his bare skin startled the streamer, making him jump and nearly drop the soapy sponge into the sink.
Max grumbled, his face twisting in annoyance. He turned to look at Von, who was treating his expensive smartphone like personal property and now had it shoved right in his face.
"Boss, help me tell them I’m single," Von said with a playful pout. "They won’t believe me."
The chat instantly rallied around Max for verification.
[ManySwords: Tell us he’s lying boss!]
[KingVonFanPage: Yes sir house owner! Does he have a girlfriend?!]
Max hissed at the sarcastic titles the chat was throwing at him, but he saw a golden opportunity for revenge and took it without hesitation.
"Yeah, I think he’s actually single," Max started with faux innocence.
"Or no, hold on. He’s definitely dating Emily." Max added the last part with a satisfied smirk.
"Wait? What?" Von was at a complete loss for words at Max’s absurd claim.
But if Von was shocked, the comments had it ten times worse.
[VonssOnlyWife: Omg! 😭 Who is Emily??]
[CodeGoesBrrr: I’ve never heard about her, tell us more, Von 😏]
[RentisdueBro: I’ve heard that name before, that’s his agent. I didn’t know they were in a relationship... That’s not good 🚩]
[urlonelyahh: I APPROVE!! 🟢 but you lied to us, Von. well I kinda knew it was impossible for you not to have a gf.]
Von read the rapid series of comments while holding back a laugh before finally deciding to address the situation.
"How the hell did y’all believe Max’s cap?" Von laughed. He reached out, wrapping his large hand around the back of Max’s neck in a firm, completely inescapable grip.
It wasn’t enough to actually hurt, but the applied pressure was a clear warning. "Tell them the truth."
Max immediately folded. "Okay, okay! I lied! He’s really single!" Max yelped, feeling the vice-like grip on his neck.
After releasing him, Von turned his attention back to the camera.
"You’re correct that Emily is my agent, and she’s actually my music manager too. But there’s nothing between us. She’d probably throw her tablet at my head if she even saw those comments."
He paused, catching another fast-moving question.
"’Would I date someone in the future?’" Von repeated the question he read.
"Well, I really don’t know. Maybe I will... nah, definitely I will. I don’t know when, but I’ll just keep living my life for now. The studio needs me more."
Von read a few more comments, but he didn’t want to continue dwelling on the dating rumors. He had given them enough tabloid material for one afternoon.
"Okay guys, we’ve had enough of this for now. Let’s move onto something else," Von announced smoothly.
The chat began changing topics, throwing out questions about his favorite movies, his vocal range, and his gaming habits. But Von focused on one specific, highly repeated question that he felt he had to address.
[Amonsomehighshi: Von do you try to aura farm on purpose or does it just happen 🤔?]
"Huh? What do you mean by aura farm?" Von covered his face with his free hand and began to laugh uncontrollably.
The chat immediately resorted to intensely explaining what the internet slang meant, throwing out examples of him looking unbothered on stage or walking up to collect his IMA awards without a trace of nervousness.
After reading the definitions, Von stopped laughing and lowered his hand.
"Of course I knew what he meant by aura farming," Von made it clear. "He’s just saying I’m cool, and I agree with him that I am."
He delivered the line with a deliberate wink.
The chat exploded as multiple love-struck emojis from girls and a barrage of guys ranting filled the screen.
"Chill out guys," Von laughed, jumping off the marble counter. He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed an apple. He took a loud bite before turning back to the phone.
"So about that, I just try to be myself at all times. I feel that’s the best way to live, and it’s the reason why I’m actually enjoying this stream with you guys. So you can see the real, awesome me, lol."
Von chewed the apple casually as he read the chats. Half the viewers were praising him for his authenticity, while the other half were playfully calling him a liar for claiming to be awesome.
Suddenly, a bright animation overtook the center of the screen, accompanied by a airhorn sound effect.
[GIFT: DonaldTroll JUST DONATED 1000$ TO YOUR STREAM! 🎉]
"Wow! A grand, Donald! That’s a lot of money! Shoutout to DonaldTroll, guys," Von announced in real surprise.
Hearing the massive amount, Max immediately stopped scrubbing. He turned around so fast the frills on his maid apron fluttered. That was his account, after all, and a thousand-dollar donation was huge.
But Von was more worried about something else. He frowned slightly, looking at the glowing screen.
"Sorry fam, but I’ll be turning off the donations right away," Von addressed the chat. "I don’t want you all giving me money when I already have so much. Max, how do you do that?"
Max wanted to cry at his words. "No chance, Von. Please. It’s not even your money, why are you so concerned? I do this for a living, bro!"
Von simply handed him the phone. "You can turn it on whenever you want. But for now, while I’m holding it, I want it off." Von looked at him with a pleasant, deceiving smile that left absolutely no room for argument.
Max could only grumble. He wiped his soapy hands on the ridiculous lace apron and tapped through the creator dashboard to temporarily disable the donation button.
After Von got the phone back, he responded to the flurry of confused chats asking why he turned off the money.
"Oh, about what happened, that was just a personal choice," Von explained easily, taking another bite of his apple.
"I’m not against you supporting your favorite creators. Max appreciates it. But I was never doing this for your money, and I’m quite loaded myself," he added with a confident smirk.
"I’m not fundraising for some cause either, so just keep your money safe during this lockdown. Now, let’s go back."
As the chat resumed its normal speed, a highly requested message caught Von’s eye.
[23Savage: yo bro, your Masquerade track was sick. Can you do us a freestyle?]
Von saw this particular message, and it instantly piqued his interest among the flooding influx.
"Ooh, someone wants me to freestyle," Von noted aloud.
Instantly, the chat began telling him to do it. Some fans were cheering him on, while others were actively challenging him, claiming a popstar couldn’t spit off the dome.
Von laughed. He had never really tried to freestyle before, but he could certainly give it a shot. He had enough deep knowledge of wordplay and rhythm from to cook up something decent on the spot.
"Okay..." Von murmured, finding a pocket of rhythm in his head.
You asking if I can freestyle
Lol, that’s like asking if the beat’s gonna drop right,
Or asking if the stars gonna show up in the night sky.
I mean, you were asking if I’ve got a girl in my life,
But I gotta admit man, I’m married to the studio, the mic is my wife.
Okay let’s switch it up, gotta shoutout to my boss,
Doing dishes and cleaning up like a true boss.
Yeah, he said he paid the rent, said he owned the whole estate,
Now he’s rocking white lace while he’s washing up a plate.
I ain’t judging on the fit, if he likes it that’s a plus,
But he missed a little spot, so he’s cleaning it for us...
Von just teased and pointed at Max for most of the freestyle, completely roasting him. But after delivering the final line, he gave a slick smirk to the camera. "Is that what you wanted?"
The comment section erupted once again.
[23Savage: 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥]
[AmAtomic: HE’S ACTUALLY THE GOAT BRO]
[nun2nin: "ROCKING WHITE LACE" IM DEAD 💀💀💀]
[LoveLolies11: Max is still scrubbing in the background while Von is ending his career LMAO]
Von laughed and looked over at Max, who had a deeply annoyed expression on his face as he wiped down the marble.
Still, Max praised him regardless calling the freestyle sick.
"Okay, let’s continue. I’m really having fun myself," Von laughed, ready to see the next wave of questions he needed to answer or debunk.
Von spent the next twenty five minutes thoroughly entertaining them. He answered questions about his production process, joked about his friends and the team, and talked about his favorite foods and other random, everyday topics.
He intentionally kept the energy light, completely avoiding any serious talk about the H-19 virus or the rising death toll. The fans needed an escape, and he was giving it to them.
"Alright, let’s see the progress," Von said, hopping off the counter after a chat user indicated that Max looked like he was finally done.
Max was leaning against the sink, panting slightly. The frilly maid apron was now noticeably damp from soapy dishwater, and his arms looked exhausted.
But the kitchen was sparkling. All the dirty plates were neatly loaded, the expensive marble counters were perfectly wiped down, and the crushed chips had been completely swept off the floor. It looked as good as new.
"Chat, what’s the verdict?" Von asked, panning the camera slowly over the spotless kitchen, finally resting the frame on Max’s pleading, miserable face.
[W Maid]
[He actually cleaned it LMAO]
[Spotless. Let your boss live.]
[W Max]
"Alright, the chat gives their approval," Von said, nodding in satisfaction as he read the verdict. "Good job. Now, what’s next for him?"
Max, still wearing the ridiculous maid outfit, looked at the camera with a mix of pure dread and exhaustion. "Please... Don’t say anything. I think it’s time we even stop with this play."
Von completely ignored him and eagerly read the incoming messages.
[Tour!]
[HOUSE TOUR]
[We want to see the mansion!]
[Give us a home tour!]
Von saw that the vast majority of the chat was spamming requests for a home tour. He looked at Max, taking in the black-and-white frills, and a brilliant idea sparked in his mind.
"You know what?" Von said, a wide, highly entertaining grin spreading across his face. He stepped back, framing Max perfectly in the center of the screen so the audience could see the full outfit.
"Max said it’s his house earlier. So, how about the homeowner gives us a guided home tour?"
The stream chat instantly began flooding with a massive wave of YES and Ws.