Hey everyone! I know I too a little break from writing, but now I'm back! before this starts, I would like to say that Mark and Sean are my most favorite YouTubers ever. I don't necessarily ship them, but I think gay couples are so cute :3
Every other Chapter will switch POV, we'll start with Sean's.
So, this is my first attempt to write a Septiplier fanfic! So here we go~

"Jack! What on EARTH did you do?!" A woman screamed.
I stared at her, unsure of what I'd done.
"What do you mean!?" I yelled, fear pricking my mind.
She looked horrified. I stared at her, anxiety rising. My eyes grew wide as I frantically tried to figure out what was happening. The woman in front of me was replaced by a man in dark clothes. He was holding a gun that was pointed straight at me. I could only see his eyes behind his hidden face. He put his finger on the trigger and narrowed his gaze.
"Don't shoot!" I yelled.
The gun went off, everything went in slow motion. When the bullet hit my chest, I sat up immediately in my bed. I sat there, sweat dripping down my face. My breaths came short and fast. I glanced around, as my brain realized I was in my room. I sighed and put my hand on my forehead, then I rubbed my face.
"That was crazy." I mumbled to myself.
I sighed and laid back, and stared at my ceiling. Then, my phone went off. I sat back up and looked at my iphone's lit up screen. I slowly reached for it, and looked at the notification.
I froze. I'm LATE! I immediately jumped out of bed, and opened my drawer and put on a black shirt. I ran to my closet and opened the door, revealing my black suitcase. I grabbed the handle and threw it on my bed. I opened all of my drawers and started putting clothes and extra stuff I need in the bag. I went into my bathroom and brushed my teeth, put on deodorant, and fixed my hair a little. I glanced at my hat that was hanging above the mirror. I smiled and put it on, adjusted it and went back into my room.

After about an hour of assembling my things, I was about to walk out my front door. I took a look at my apartment and grabbed the door handle. I opened the door and stepped outside. My suitcase was heavy, but it didn't really bother me.
"Where are you off to Sean?" Said a voice above me.
I looked up and saw my neighbor above me, I never could remember his name.
"Another con." I said, smiling at him.
He gave me a small nod.
"Well, have fun! oh...wait! How long are you gonna be gone?" He asked.
"About 5 to 6 days, there's nothing you need to take care of." I said, looking at my door.
He smiled.
"I'll see you later Sean, be safe." He said, grinning.
"Thanks, and I will." I called.
He gave a nod then went into his apartment.

The airport wasn't that bad, I was worried about the flight though. 10 hours of doing nothing. Sounds amazing. Getting on the plane was pretty uneventful, besides a teenage guy who recognized me, we talked until the flight took off. It was awesome talking to fans, it's weird, saying it's cool talking to fans. I thought I'd never get popular or seen as someone in public. After about an hour of watching a movie, I began to feel tired. I glanced at the window, and slowly drifted to sleep.

Waking up wasn't that great, I woke up to people telling me to get up.
"Come on sir! We need you to get off the plane." A woman said, staring at me.
I stood up and pulled my suitcase from the shelf above the seat and walked down the aisle to the plane exit. Once I was out, I heard a lot of American accents, which was really weird. I stopped for a second and someone pushed passed me, almost making me fall forward. I looked up to see a man.
"Hey-" I began.
"An Irish man. Welcome to America." The man said bitterly.
I watched him walk ahead of me, anger was kind of rising inside me. But I couldn't do anything.

I sighed and made my way out of the tunnel thing and into the airport. People stared at me with confusion in their eyes. Yep. An Irish guy with green hair. I glanced around and saw a familiar face. I smiled and walked forward, seeing the one and only Mark. He waved at me, that's when I saw Bob too, smiling at me. When I got to them, I hugged Mark and then Bob.
"How are you doing Jack?" Mark asked, smiling at me.
I laughed a little.
"Great!" I exclaimed.
Bob rubbed my hair and laughed a little.
"You're really enthusiastic for being in America again." Bob said, smiling.
I shrugged and glanced around.
"Where's Wade?" I asked, raising brow.
"Getting food." Bob said.
"We told him the prices here are higher than other places, but he didn't listen." Mark said, rolling his eyes.

Mark's hair was still pinkish, but it was faded, even worse than mine was. I looked behind me to see Wade with a hot dog. He ran to us, swallowed his food and smiled at me.
"Hey Wade." I said, hugging the tall man.
It was funny, I was shorter than Mark, but we were both shorter than Bob and Wade.
"Whelp, let's go! I was planning to make dinner tonight." Mark said, smiling.
I laughed and followed Mark as we weaved through the people. Soon Bob and Wade were in front of us and Mark and I were walking side by side. I glanced at him, I could tell he was faking a smile. I sighed a little, and I felt grief grow inside me. A few months back, Mark had lost his friend Daniel. I never really knew Daniel all that well, I'd met him a few times, but we never had a full on conversation.

"I'm sorry Mark." I half mumbled.
He glanced at me, he looked unsure of what I meant.
"About what?" He asked.
"About Daniel...I said sorry before, but not in person.." I said.
Mark stopped and stared at me.
"What?" He questioned.
"I'm sorry it happened...You've been through so much. Your dad...and now Daniel.." I said quietly.
Mark narrowed his gaze.
"Don't talk to me about it again." He said, a hint of anger in his voice.
Surprise flickered in my brain.
"I didn't mean to make you upse-"
"Stop it! I don't want to hear your apologies! Just leave me alone." He snapped.
I stopped and stared at him, my mouth gaping in shock. People were staring at us, and whispering. Bob and Wade walked in between us and called.
"It's okay everyone! Just continue your day!" Bob said.
People looked at each other, than slowly left the scene. I felt sadness rise inside me. I had no idea Mark was that sensitive.

Mark pushed passed Wade and glared at me, before walking ahead of us. Bob sighed.
"We should have warned you, he's been like this lately.." He said.
I ignored him and stared after Mark, he wiped his face with his arm like he was crying. What's going on?

I feel kind of bad for adding Daniel in this, but for the sake of the plot..it must be said.
I'll post the next chapter probably in 2 days, so expect that :3
~Moon c: