MatPat’s leaving ?????
Like I know some people don’t like him “Tumblrs going to be happy about this” blah blah blah
But. You do realize how big of an impact he’s had on theories/looking into lore. He’s one of the biggest reasons so many people look so deeply into different ransom elements. People have always done that, yes, but he gave so many people that first step into it, and gave a platform to some of the best parts of the internet.
The game theory collection of channels played one of the largest parts in me becoming so involved in caring about the stupid things I care about. It helped me grow as a critical thinker and allowed me a space to explore the silly things that no one else wanted to talk to me about.
I’m glad MatPats doing what he needs to, and I hope he has an amazing life. I thank him for his dedication to the channel, and thank him for changing my life.
So long, MatPat ❤️❤️❤️
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Continue the legacy pt 2
Leclerc son x Verstappen daughter
Masterlist of the story
Wc: 1100+
Summary: The families are happily spending the holidays. Well one of them is happy, the other has a bit of drama.
A/N: I know almost nothing about Nelson Piquet. His reactions are for the story and I do not know what he thinks of it.The same counts for Kelly. Keep in mind everything is fictional.
2028- Christmas
Winter break had been going great for Charles. He didn't have to leave every week to go to the other side of the world. He could wake up next to his wife, sun shining through the curtains. The sound of snores coming out of the living room from Leo and Jules quietly asleep in the room next to theirs. It was heaven in his eyes.
Charles feels Alex move next to him, trying to get out of the bed, but Charles trows his arm around her body to pull her back. He laughs and escapes her lips as she turns around to face her husband. "Charles, we have to get ready to meet your family." she went with her hand trough his hair, making him smile and kiss her on the cheek
"They can wait five more minutes." Alexandra gave into her husband, knowing that he would just pull back if she tried to leave again. Unfortunately for Charles, Leo started whining, meaning he had to go out. Charles groans and Alex laughs at his antics as she stands up to let Leo in the garden.
He follows her out of the bedroom and walks towards Jules's room. "Bonjoir mon étoile, did you sleep well?" he asks, even though Jules couldn't speak yet. Jules was at the age that he started to brabble a bit more and sometimes he tried to say words. Charles finds it adorable when Jules looks up at him, giggles leaving his mouth as he energetically moves around. He had made it his job to let 'papa' be his first word.
Later that day the family of three entered Pascales home. "Merry Christmas, Maman." Charles says to his mother, placing three kisses on her cheeks. She thanks him before embracing Alexandra in a hug and gives her kisses too. "Merry Christmas everyone." Jules lets out a little giggle from the touch as his grandmother places a kiss on his cheeks.
"There is my favorite nephew," Artur says as he walks up to Jules to give him a hug. Jules lets out a laugh as Arthur tickles him. "Can you give me a high five, give your favorite uncle a high five," The youngest Leclerc brother puts out his hand, but his nephew just walks back to his father. This caused them all to laugh at him.
"he is also your only nephew," Charles tells his younger brother as he picks up his son from the floor. He walks over to his mother to greet her and gives her three kisses on the cheek. "Where is Lorenzo?"
"Him and Charlotte are stuck in traffic, they will be here shortly." She answers her son as she walks over to her daughter to give her a kiss. "Great to see you again. "
Alexandra smiles at the older woman, "We brought tiramisu for dessert. "
¨ You didn't have to do that. We already have so much,΅ the older woman said as she took the tray from her daughter in law and went to put it in the fridge.
"You can never have too many desserts Maman." Arthur says as he picks up a cookie from the table. His mother is quick to pat his hand away and give him a look of disapproval. "Get your hand away and wait for your brother to arrive." Arthur lets out an annoyed puff and goes to sit on the couch.
At dinner later that evening the family of 7 are seated at the dinner table, talking about if Charles and Alexandra were going to put their son into karting.
"If he does, let's hope he doesn't get a rival with his peers like his dad did. Always looking for trouble on and off the track.." Pascale laughs as she remembers her son's attics from his karting career.
"You never know. Maybe Verstappen's child does karting too and they just become the smaller versions of their dads."
"It had been so long ago that Max and I pushed each other off the tracks. But sure, time will tell." Charles says he can only hope that wouldn't happen.
As they continue their conversation, Charles can't help but feel grateful for this moment with his family, surrounded by love and laughter. He knows that these moments are precious and fleeting, with him being away all the time and he's determined to cherish them every step of the way.
It was quite funny moment that the Verstappen's were discussing the same topic in the grand villa in Brazil. Only, it was being spoken about rather poorly. The atmosphere was tense, with the air thick with unspoken emotions. Nelson Piquet had been eyeing his youngest granddaughter lying in her crib with concern.
"Shouldn't you like to try to get a son to continue our legacy?" Nelson Piquet commented, his voice dripping with condescension. "After all, family is everything, isn't it?" He glanced at Max, who was already rolling his eyes in exasperation.
"Sofie can always pick up racing if she develops an interest in it," Max replied, trying to politely steer the conversation away from the sensitive topic. But the older man wasn't having any of it.
"Don't be ridiculous," he said, his tone growing increasingly annoyed. "She's a woman, they don't belong on a race track." He looked at Max with disappointment.
"I never asked for your opinion on her career, so you can just keep your mouth shut," Max shot back, his temper flaring.
Kelly scolded him sharply. "Max, don't talk to my father like that," she said, trying to intervene. But Max was too angry to listen.
"I don't give a fuck if he is your father," he said, his voice rising. "He's a sexist person. If any woman wants to get into motorsport then she does what she wants. None of them asked for your opinion on it." He picked up Sofie and walked towards the door.
"I am just going back to the hotel," he said, as he reached for the door handle. "Merry Christmas and a Happy new year." With that, he walked out of the room, leaving Kelly and her father looking at each other in stunned silence.
Kelly didn't even try to stop him from leaving, but instead walked over to her father and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Don't mind him," she said, trying to calm him. But her father just shook his head, his expression clouded with disappointment and anger. "I never liked him. You could do so much better."
At that moment Penelope walked back into the living room, having gone to the toilet. "Where is Maxy?"
"He decided to leave earlier with Sofie. We will see him tomorrow." Kelly walked over to her daughter, who looked confused at the people in front of her, feeling the tension from miles away. She just dropped the topic, not wanting to steer anything more. She would have to ask Max.
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Next chapter will be better because Sofie and Jules will be older. I just giving some background chapters.
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soooooooooo-
how are you taking the news about MatPat?
ok first of all, i found out about all this through this ask
second, i was freaking out that he got cancelled (thank god it wasnt that)
i didn't watch the entire video, because five seconds in and i was sort of in mourning (plus I knew I was gonna be bawling my eyes out at work). like FNAF wouldn't have been FNAF without MatPat posting that infamous theory about the first FNAF game being about the Chuck E Cheese murders. You could not have a FNAF game without a Game Theory video following right after; it got to the point to where I would scream at my screen when I saw a new FNAF Game Theory video pop into frame, bc I took MatPat's theorizing seriously enough to change my canon, because I knew the man was dedicated enough to provide substantial evidence.
But I get it; he's been on Youtube for a long time and he wants to focus on raising his family. Game Theory will never be the same, but MatPat will always live on with FNAF. This man went from fighting with Scott to getting mpreg'd by Springtrap to making out with Movie Mike
(And in a weird way, I sorta inherited the torch of being tormented by Scott/Steel Wool not making any of my headcanons canon)
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