"TOP OF THE MORNING TO YOU LA-" Jacksepticeye stopped midsentence during his normal greeting to look behind him, cautiously, the Irish man removed his headphones and looked around his room.

"Huh...I could of sworn...Ah! Shite! Now I have to do that greeting over again." Groaning, Jack rolled his eyes and put his headphones back over his ears. Once he made sure his camera was once again rolling, Jack went to fake smack the camera, before he could he heard the noise once again. Yanking his headphones down, he stood up from his computer desk and listened. Hearing and feeling his heart start to rapidly beat in his chest, Jack held his breath.

There it was. A rustling noise.

Rushing towards the door, Jack slowed down just at the doorway and paused. Breathing out, he walked silently to the hallway closet, opening it, he pulled out a curtain rod, it wasn't exactly strong, but it was still something. Holding it like a bat, Jack slowly crept through his home. He made it to his own room when he heard it again, coming from the closet just opposite of his bed. Holding his breath once more, Jack rose the curtain rod and cautiously reached for the door of his closet.

Throwing all logic away, he closed his eyes, yanked the door opened, and screamed. Ready to strike.

He was met with not one but at least three other screams, followed by one familiar high pitched,

"JACK NO!"

With his rod still high in the air, Jack paused and opened one eye, he then lowed her weapon in confusion.

Mark was standing in the closet, his hands raised up in a feeble attempt to protect himself, however, behind Mark were two other men. One Jack recognized as Ian from the Smosh duo. Ian was behind Mark, clearly hiding from the oncoming attack. The second guy Jack recognized but couldn't remember just who he was. This guy was pretty much mimicking Ian in his tactic of hiding behind Mark. There was a silence as slowly, everyone just winded down and slowly came to.

"...THE FUCK!?" Jack finally yelled.

"...Is he real?" The one man asked, his curly brown hair beyond frazzled, the poor guy looked like he hadn't slept in weeks, in fact now that Jack thought about it, none of them looked like they got much sleep. Jack had really no idea how, but after much coaxing to get the three men out of his bed room closet, next thing he knew he was serving them all hot tea. He had just finished pouring Mark's glass when Ian started telling him what happened. Jack sat and listened to all three men tell their tales of what happened, he also learned that the one man was Tobuscus.

Sipping his tea, he could only raise an eyebrow at the story.

"So...You all got transported into...Video games."

"Well they got transported into multiple ones. I woke up in GTA. Got to watch him slam his face into the bar. Pretty fun." Mark told Jack as he pointed towards Toby. The curly hair man just looked away.

"I would call you all crazy...But I just found you in my closet." Jack pointed out as he sipped some more tea. Suddenly with no prompting, Toby slammed his cup down, almost breaking it.

"Easy with that!" Jack snapped.

Toby had a worried look on his face he turned to face Mark and Ian, finally, he spoke.

"...What happened to the others?!"

There was a heavy silence before Ian jumped frantically looking for his phone in his pants pockets. Toby and Mark did the same but all came up nothing. Finally they all looked at Jack, who looked back at them, then to the side, then back at them. Finally, Jack laughed.

"They aren't here. I can promise you that."

"Should we call 9-1-1?" Ian brought up, and Jack laughed again.

"Yeah I'd like to see how that would go." Jack paused and brought his hand up to his ear like he was on the phone as he openly mocked the three, "Yes, hello? 999? Yeah me and my friends were all sucked into video games and we're missing a good chunk of our group because three of us somehow magically ended up in Ireland."

"Jack..." Mark sighed as he looked disgruntled and slumped a bit.

"Sorry. But it's the truth. You all sound crazy. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact I found you lot in my closet I'd say you all gone bonkers."

They all sighed out and just slumped down in their seats, even Mark did so as well. Jack smacked his lips a bit, then, as he took his final sip of tea, he asked,

"Do any of you even have your passports on you?"

All at once, all three of them lifted their heads up, each and every one of them had the most horrified look on their faces as the realization hit them like a curtain rod to the nads.

They were stuck in Ireland.

"...So...This is interesting..."

Looking down at four bodies that were all asleep on the gaming couch, all in weird positions, the three people all just looked at one another, then back to the bodies.

"Well...They're breathing..." One breathed out as he ran his fingers through his brown hair hair.

Pewds was the most recognizable one, the youtuber on the back of the burgundy leather couch, he had knocked the streamers beloved plush toy on the floor as he lay face down he looked like he was ready to roll off any minute. The other recognizable one was Anthony from Smosh, he laid half on and half off the left edge of the couch, his face almost on the floor as he slept. On the right edge of the couch there was a woman with purple hair, she was sprawled out all on the couch, her feet resting on the stomach of Ken who was in the middle of the couch.

"There's no convention coming up...And wasn't the door locked?!" The female asked loudly on the verge of screaming.

"We can explain."

All three of the people jumped and cried out before turning around to see three more strangers, two they knew were part of the Smosh crew, one of which with bright orange hair was chowing down on some ice cream like it was his last meal. The last one just waved at the three a white mask on his face.

"How did you guys get in here?!"

"Well..." The redhead slurped up some of the ice cream off of his fingers. "You're going to have a field day with this story..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well Mat...It's no game theory. That's for sure."

AND FINALLY! THIS STORY IS NOW OVER! AND yeah...if you haven't guessed it...There's probably going to be a sequel.