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#garrett from smosh preparing for eat it or yeet it
jaxthejester · 4 months
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i’d love some ianthony hurt/comfort fics where one of them gets hurt or injured by someone on set and the other gets all caring and protective!! bonus points for including the other smosh cast members too hehe thanks so much!!
im not a huge ianthony fan, but i tried! sorry its short 😭
Ianthony- A Big, Big Mess on Our Hands Tonight
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"So, Eat It or Yeet It, Ianthony Edition, ey? Sounds great!" Anthony proclaimed.
"Yeah! I'm so ready to fuck ALL this shit up!" Ian chuckled. Garrett looked at the two men with a glint of nervousness in his eye.
"I, uh, hope you know not all of these dishes are going to be bad, right?" he asked. Both Ian and Anthony's faces fell.
"Well damn."
The cooking went off without a hitch, even with Ian and Anthony fucking around, still overjoyed to have the other back. Garrett took most of the actual cooking, while the other two did the prep.
Soon, it was time to shoot the episode. A chorus of "Eat It or Yeet It!" rang out.
"Hello and welcome to a very special Eat It or Yeet It-" Courtney began, pausing momentarily. "I say that every time, don't I?" they asked aloud.
"Anyway! I have reason to say it on this fine evening- it's the Ianthony episode!" Cheers came from the table as Ian and Anthony both smiled to the Garrett cam. "Here are the rules!" Courtney said for the edit.
"Garrett wouldn't let us torment you guys... that much." Ian commented. Spencer, on of the contestants, rolled his eyes.
"Don't make me threaten to kill myself again." Spencer sighed. Ian chuckled.
"No promises!"
The first few rounds went as well as any Eat It or Yeet It does- Damien got some weird pasta dish that everyone else refused to taste, Tommy got a plain ass tortilla, Angela got a vegemite donut, and Spencer got an overcooked pizza in a "My Favorite Pizza Place" box.
Issues arose when the big bite came out. Anthony had pitched a dish to be served on fire for the big bite, and Garrett helped him prepare a cherries jubilee flambé.
Anthony had worked a deal with Courtney prior, ensuring Anthony could light the dish himself.
"When this dish is presented, make sure nobody is near it! We wouldn't want an accident..." Garrett had warned. Anthony had mumbled an acknowledgement.
The five people sitting around the table made small talk as the last round was being prepped.
"I can't believe I got the big bite AGAIN." Shayne groaned, head resting on his forearm to ensure no cheating.
"My brother in christ, you didn't even try to hit the bell." Spencer retorted.
"I do think hitting the bell is a vital part of the game..." Tommy added.
"I know! I was the one who pitched this show, dammit!" Shayne snapped in false anger.
"Ohhh, I'm Shayne!! I pitched this show because I like the pain I go through!" Angela mocked.
"Holy shit, are there two Shaynes here?!" Damien joked.
"Okay losers, it's time! Open your eyes!" Courtney called out. Everyone did as they asked, but instead of Courtney, Anthony stood in the center, revealing the dish.
"Five...?" The count started. Anthony pulled out a pocket lighter to flambé the dish.
"Four..." With two clicks, the lighter lit, and Anthony put the flame to the dish.
"Three..." It caught instantly, blue flames climbing the dish.
"Two...!" The flames climbed higher than Anthony inticipated, though, and it made contact with his hand.
"FUCK-" Anthony yelled, quickly yanking his hand back.
"Oh my god, cut, someone get a medic!" the director called.
Anthony would blame the adrenaline, but events after that were a blur. The medic showed up and walked him through the proceedures. It was nothing more than a small first degree burn, but it still hurt like a bitch.
As the medic finished up bandaging Anthony's hand, Ian walked into the room. "Anthony, are... are you okay?" he asked.
Anthony looked to the medic. "Yeah, he'll be fine. Just be careful around the area." she smiled. "Take care now." And she left, leaving Anthony and Ian alone.
"That's... good." Ian said, running a hand through his hair.
"Yep. I've had worse, anyway. I was a teenager once, you know." Anthony joked. Ian didn't laugh, and shifted his weight.
"I was worried. About you."
Oh. Anthony felt a pang in his heart. He walked over to Ian, bringing the other into a hug.
"I'm sorry. I'm okay, I promise."
Ian smiled. "I'm glad."
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