Hello everybody, and welcome to Camp Terrors, my very first Youtuber fic! X3

Warning: There is some hinted Septiplier in this fic, and as I said seconds ago, this is my very first Youtuber fanfic. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the youtubers or characters featured in this story. They own themselves.

ENJOY!


(Jack's POV)

'Christ, its fooking cold out here!' I thought as I rubbed the palms of my hands together viciously to try and warm them up, but once that didn't work, I moved them as close to the comforting fire in the middle of the camp site as possible without burning the flesh off my hands as I sat on one of the two wooden logs that were smoothed down to make them less painful for your ass.

Why did I forget my gloves? And why did I agree to do this?

Well, my channel had gained nine million subscribers and both myself, my fans, friends and family were in complete surprise and celebration. And Bob...I think, said that we should do something different for such an occasion, hence why me, Bob, Wade and Mark are out here to 'enjoy' the great outdoors. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love nature. But when its cold, dark and reminds me of scenes from horror films, then i'm fookin done.

I could suddenly feel small shivers go up and down my whole body as a quick gust of wind passed us all by, noticing my glasses were slightly fogged up and gently took them off my face, pulling out a soft piece of fabric and cleaning off the mist on the thin circles of glass.

"You okay Jack?" A deep voice to my left asked, as I suddenly felt a familiar hand resting on my shoulder and suddenly gave it a little shake, which finally brought me back out of my thoughts and to reality. I placed the glasses back onto my face, allowing them to rest on top of my nose before I finally spoke with my Irish accent lightening the tone of my voice.

"I'm okay, Mark." I turned my head to face him with a small smile on my lips, as I looked, through his own glasses, into his gentle brown eyes that stared back into my own ocean blue ones...he was the reason why i'd gone through with all of this, so I could spend more time with him, and my other friends too. It felt great to have them and nine million people behind me, supporting me and helping me out whenever possible.

I can still remember back to when I first started the channel, when I uploaded that first video and introduced myself to so many people, becoming a well known and popular youtuber, and a massive inspiration to so many people across the world.

Even now it still feels fricking crazy to me.


A little more time passed between the four of us. We made lots of jokes between ourselves as the fire cracked in the air and we were resting on the ground with our backs laying against the logs, once and awhile we stared up to observe the stars above us while they twinkled like little silver bullets in the dark night sky. I was starting to feel better about being out here.

"Hey you guys!" Mark called to the rest of us, like he would when we were playing co-op...hopefully he didn't have a terrible plan like those previous times. My head turned to see the american male standing tall over us all with his hands on his hips, as I sneakily looked him up and down behind my glasses. How I was so lucky to have him as more than a friend i'll never know.

I suddenly shook my head and quickly pushed the thought aside, as me, Bob and Wade looked up at Mark and waited for him to continue...which he did.

"I believe this calls for a toast!" He declared in a slightly deeper voice. Wilfrid Warfstache? I chuckled under my breath at the. I could see through my glasses, that his pink hair was blown around gently in the wind, and I could see and feel my own green dyed hair doing the same on top of my head.

"But what with, Mark?" Wade called out, as he stood up from where he was rested next to Bob.

"We don't have anything fancy to use." He whined, and I looked from him and back over at Mark, who didn't even seem fazed by it, continuing to smile with that cheesy grin of his that his fans and I loved. Suddenly, a rustling noise broke through the silence, like someone was rummaging through some kind of bag.

I noticed that Mark was looking somewhere through his glasses.

I quickly looked over to where he was looking, to find where the noise was coming from, and then breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that it was just Bob pulling out four thin, sharp ended wooden sticks, and a big bag of pink and white marshmallows from his bag.

'Stop being such a damn doofer, Sean!'

"Good job Bob." Mark praised, with a thumbs up in Bob's direction.

"Yeah, nice one, Bob." We agreed, though I could hear Wade huffing sarcastically at Bob getting the praise. We were all handed a stick each and impaled a marshmallow or two on top of them, raising them up slightly once we did so, everyone raising their's a tiny bit higher than mine.

We all chuckled at each other.

"To Jack! For reaching nine million subscribers, and finally catching upto me!" Mark pronounced with a cheeky grin, my shoulder bumping into his more muscular one playfully as those last words left his lips and made their way to my ears.

The four of us laughed.

"To Jack!" They shouted simultaneously, turning to look at me as they did so and raising their marshmallows high till they connected like swords, my stick joining with their as I felt my cheeks go pink-ish with embarrassment and my eyes over filled with tears that were ready to burst forth from such kind words from my friends and lover, but luckily I had my glasses, which I had gotten a few days ago, covering my eyes so that it wouldn't worry them.

I smiled widely at all of the positivity surrounding me.

"Thank you, bros!" I exclaimed to them, as we munched on our marshmallows together. But as we did, I could suddenly feel Mark's hand entertwine it's warm fingers into my slightly cold ones. I knew from that moment on, that nothing could ruin this moment with me, Mark and all my friends, family and fans by my side.


I hoped you enjoyed this first part, and that you'll look forward to part two whever I get a good idea for one.

Remember to leave your much needed thoughts in the comment box below, before you go.

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