Dr. Jameson had a number of other odd surgeries, starting with Ms. Valdera the day before.
What a weird day, was all he could think on the drive home late that evening. He was very tired. I just wanna go home, eat a hamburger, and go to sleep. Oh, wait, he realized, I don't have any food home yet. "Why?" he whined into thin air. "Why didn't I go grocery shopping yet?" At the light where he should have turned left to go home, he turned right to go to the nearest burger joint. Thankfully, the most popular place in the state was conveniently nearby. Mark ordered his food and waited for what seemed like an eternity. A pair of gentlemen nearby caught his attention.
One of them had red hair, the other was blonde, and for some reason they both wore dark sunglasses. They looked so cool! Scanning around, Mark found the three of them were the only customers. Well, the redhead was whispering behind a menu, and the blonde guy seemed a bit nervous…I probably shouldn't just waltz over there and talk to them, Mark thought.
"That man right there, buddy," Agent Taylor whispered to his newly-assigned Swedish partner behind a surprisingly varied menu, "looks like our third and final partner." His new teammate hadn't said a word all day. The strong, silent type—Sean could respect that. Still… "Say, what's your name, by the way? You haven't told me this entire time."
It astounds me to have to say this, but I do not own Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, or Pewdiepie. Do you have any idea what their net worth is? I do NOT have that kind of money! That, and owning people is illegal, so…
I accidentally uploaded a chapter from another story: The Adventures of R.E.S: A Trip Through Reality". I am so sorry about that! Still, if you liked it...feel free to check it out...