I was curled up with my book in the hotel lobby. PAX Prime was complete hell for me. I missed my chance of meeting the guys, and someone stole my day pass for the rest of the weekend. I just wanted to go home. "My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations," I read from my book. Augustus Waters is so true. I heard a cough, and looked over next to me. My breathing became labored. I couldn't handle it. There he was, Mark Fischbach, aka Markiplier, was standing there smiling. "Hi there." He waved. I waved shakily, "H-hi there." He gestured towards the bench next to me, "May I join you?" I nodded quickly, and moved my bag. Why was he doing this? I am a no-one that is just a fan of his. He sat down next to me, smiled, and pulled out his phone. There was an awkward silence as he was on his phone, and I buried my face into my book. Panicking, I tried to deep breathe as much as possible. Holy shit. Why is he by me? I jumped as I felt someone tap my shoulder. Mark was smiling at me, with a figure standing behind him. Sean McLoughlin. JackSepticEye. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS? "Hey there, may I join you?" Sean said, leaning down next to Mark. I nodded, "G-go ahead." Mark cocked his head at me, "Are you alright hun?" "Yeah, I'll be right back." I said while getting up, "I need some water." I took about four steps away from the benches when everything went black.
"Rigby." I felt someone calling my name. "RIGBY!" I jolted up, but felt calm hands pushing me back down. Looking around, there stood Mark and Sean, staring down at me worried. Flanking them, there was my mom. "Mom?" I asked, "What are you doing here?" My mom was supposed to be at home in Portland while I hung out here in Seattle for PAX. "Well, Mark here called me saying you collapsed." She explained. I looked at Mark confused. How did he get my mom's phone number? I tapped my pockets and my phone was gone. "Where's my phone?" I asked, attempting to sit up. Sean sat down on the floor next to me, and put his hand on my shoulder. "Don't get up hun, you hit your head really hard." He said, calmly. "But where's my phone?" I asked. Mark held out his hand, my phone in his palm. "Sorry, we had to find your family." He explained. "Oh, thanks." I said, grabbing my phone. Our fingertips brushed, and I felt a shock. We both jerked our hands back, laughing. "Ow!" I giggled. Mark made a face at me. I looked over at my mom. "Mom, go back to Portland," I sighed, "I am 24 years old." My mom scoffed, "But you hit your head!" I groaned, "GO MOM. I've got this." Mom shook her head, "I'll stay until the ambulance shows up." I nodded, "Fine." I glanced over towards Mark, and he smiled. "Can I sit up PLEASE?" I groaned. "Rigby Jones, you lay your butt back down." My mom said, frowning. "You can't get up because you hit your head pretty bad." Beginning to become frustrated, I tried sitting up. Mark ran over to me, and sat down on the floor by me. "Will this make it better?" He asked, worried. I shrugged, "If you really want to." He chuckled, and motioned Sean to come sit by us. "Is this better?" He asked again. I rolled my eyes, and laughed, "Are you going to get the others too?" Mark smiled mischievously, while looking at Sean. He whispered into Sean's ear, and a smile crept across his face. Sean nodded and pulled out his phone, while Mark did the same. "What are you doing?" I asked, confused. My mom looked at Mark, and he winked at her. She smiled. They're up to something. What is he going to do? Out of nowhere, I heard some commotion coming across the hallway. Glancing over, there was the whole crew. Bob, Mandy, Wade, Molly, Entoan, Dlive, and Yamimash. "What did you do?!" I groaned. Mark chuckled as he waved them over, "Hey! Over here!" I swear, he's going to be the death of me. He has no idea who I am, but he is being so friendly! What the heck?! The first one to arrive by us was Molly, Wade's girlfriend. She sat down by my head, and smiled. "Hi there, are you alright?" I rolled my eyes, "Mark here is making a mountain out of an ant hill." She giggled, "Yeah, that's Mark for you." Everyone began to slowly flock over, and sat down around me, in a giant circle. Wade leaned in by me and whispered, "Hi, hope you're okay." I nodded and smiled. They all genuinely cared. Kept asking me if I was okay, and if I needed anything. I glanced over to my mom, and she noticed that I was looking. She gave me a thumbs up, and a huge smile developed on my face. I have never seen my mom smile like that before. Maybe I should find more YouTubers, or pass out more.
After laying on the floor of the hotel lobby, listening to the boys bicker over a video game, and having Molly and Mandy talk to me, the ambulance finally showed up. Mark stood up as soon as he saw the paramedics walk through the doors. He shouted, "We're over here!" I tried sitting up again, but Mandy lightly put her hand on my shoulder. "Hun, please." She said, smiling. I sighed, "Okay, but you're lucky I'm listening to you and Molly." She looked over at Molly and exchanged smiles. "Well, we're women," Molly laughed, "We usually never listen to the men." We looked over at them, and Mark noticed we were watching them. He had been talking to the paramedics, but rushed over to me. "Are you ready to go?" He asked, worried. "I suppose," I answered, "But you never found out my name!" Mark chuckled, "You're Rigby." I looked at him confused. He pointed over at my mom. "She told me everything." He said, while smiling at my mom. I rolled my eyes, "Of course she did." Mark backed up quickly as the paramedics brought the gurney near me. The first paramedic to sit near me was female. "You sure have created quite the crowd, ma'am." She smiled. I shrugged. "You can blame the one with the floof." I groaned, motioning over towards Mark. He must've heard because I heard his chuckle. "So, are you ready to go to the hospital?" She asked. "Yep, ready as I ever will be." I answered back. She motioned the male paramedic over towards us, and they both knelt on the floor next to me. "We need to put a c-collar on her, and then the backboard." The lady said to the other. Molly, Mark, Wade, Bob, and Jack were right there ready. "Can we help put 'er on the backboard?" Jack asked, curiously, while looking at me. I smiled at him, and asked, "Can they? They've been really helpful." The whole group smiled at me. Mark motioned them over. I'm going to beat him. I will beat him. They surrounded me. "Sorry, they have been here since Mark here called the ambulance." I explained to the paramedics. "It's fine honey," The female said, "You have a lot of support here." I smiled at the others and gave them a weak thumbs up. They put on the c-collar and prepared to lift me. "Hey, Mark, right?" The guy asked, "Can you and one of your friends lift her?" Mark answered quickly, "Of course. Gunner, get over here." Gunner walked over by us. "Hi Rigby, I'm Gunner, aka Entoan." He smiled while kneeling down by me. "I know who you are." I smiled.
They got on both sides of me, while Sean and Bob moved the backboard closer to us. "Okay, on three we lift her," The man said, "Rigby, are you ready?" I nodded and braced myself for the pain. "One. Two. Three." They quickly lifted me up as I screamed in pain. "Rigby, breathe honey." Molly reassured me. After setting me onto the backboard, I whimpered. Jesus Christ, I wouldn't be surprised if I broke something. Never fell like this before either. "So, who would like to go with her to the hospital, along with her mother?" The female asked. Everyone in the group raised their hand. I was shocked by the volume of support that was there for me. They don't know me at all, but they want to come with? This is weird. "Can two people come with?" I asked, looking up at the woman who was putting the cushions around my head. "Sorry hon, just one extra." She responded, while looking at me. "Molly, do you want to come with me?" I asked quietly. Molly had a huge smile on her face. "Of course I will," She said, "Wade, I'll text you later, and Mark, I'll keep you updated." They all nodded. Mark ran up quickly to me, as they lifted me onto the gurney. I groaned again. He leaned down by my ear and whispered, "I'll stop by tonight to check on you." I smiled and gave the thumbs up. "Don't move, Rigby." Mom said, irritated with the fact that I don't listen for shit. "I know, Mom." I sneered at her. "Alright, let's move." The paramedics said and ran me out the door. Everyone, and I mean everyone, followed me out there. I was lifted into the ambulance, and smiled as they waved to me. Molly and my mom climbed up and sat next to me. The last sight I saw was Mark sinking to the ground, burying his face in his hands.