It was the day he'd been waiting for, and so impatiently. The day he took the long flight to the big apple; New York City, for the annual YouTube event that took place the day before his birthday. How invigorating it was, how it really got his blood pumping! The thrill of being on a plane alone was enough to excite him. He had been on planes before, but the reason for this certain joyride enlivened every aspect further. That's where he was now, sitting in the huge airplane, watching as fluffy clouds slid by. Sean would definitely converse with the fans he knew he would see. He was aware of how popular JackSepticeye was getting, but he didn't gain an ego from that fact. Sean was kind, welcoming, rational, and easy going. He loved his followers even though nine times out of ten they didn't know his real name. He was always 'Jack' to anyone outside his family. Furthermore, he was called Jack so much that he would be unaware when he'd use that name for his signature on mail or applications. Thus, whenever he was called by his birth name it made him pleased; moreover, Sean would become twenty percent more interested in that person. It shouldn't make him fee, more or less, gifted to be called by his true name. Sean told himself many times that he doesn't mind it, but sometimes he ponders about it. Sean was seated on the outside, close to the walkway of the plane where flight attendants would pass. He felt a finger poke his left shoulder, so he removed an earbud and turned his head.

"Hi! You're JackSepticeye, aren't you? Wow, I can't believe it! A YouTube icon on the SAME plane ride as me, sitting NEXT to me! Radical, dude!" The teenage girl tried to keep her voice down, and didn't do a very good job at it. She caused some people to turn their heads and glare, and others to groan. Sean grinned at her; he had only been on the plane for thirty minutes and already someone noticed him? Cool. "Yeah, it's me, its a pleasure to meet you. My name-" "Jack, I know! Who wouldn't know, am I right?! Can I have a picture?" She interrupted with fast words, her voice sounded hyper and her eyes barely blinked. Sean thought her intrusion was a bit rude but brushed it off easily. He nodded, "Uh, sure, you can take a picture with me, of course." Sean smiled with a thumb raised approvingly. The fangirl squealed, digging through hr purse which settled on her lap. Sean observed how her hands rushed like her life was at stake. He chortled when she pulled out her giant iphone, she leaned in her tan cheeks close to Sean's porcelain colored cheeks. "Say 'like a boss'!" She waited for him to repeat her. "Lllike a boss!" He declared, holding out on the 'L' for emphasis. A flash, a beep, then a memorial photo was saved. "My name's Tiffany, hehe, and uhh, thank you so much your videos! Never get old, dude, and never stop making your hilarious videos! Rock on!" Tiffany made a peace sign with her hand; Sean replied, "You bet your sweet arse I won't, Tiffany, and thank you for noticing me, and for watching my videos." Tiffany hummed with a grin as a response. Sean didn't notice that she had his earbud in her right ear, listening to his music. Sean laughed shortly before removing his earbud from her ear.

She pouted, shrugged, then turned towards the other direction. Sean put his earbud back into his own ear, staring in bewilder at Tiffany. She was one of those obsessive fangirls, Sean could tell. The type that would know his Birthday and calculate exactly how many strands of hair he had on his head. "Okay...nice talking to you too, Tiffany." He mumbled a little louder than he meant to. Two minutes layer he felt something else poke at his arm. He raised a brow, turning his head slowly, and looked to see the girl persistently giving him a card with digits scribbled on it. Sean raised his hand dismissively, "No, thank you. Sorry." He kindly declined her offer. Tiffany's mouth contorted in distaste, she crumpled up the card and tossed it over the seats in front of them. Someone ahead of them cursed. Sean widened his eyes, he decided to stay quiet after that. The rest of the plane ride was pretty relaxing, no further disturbances from the fangirl to distract him from his thoughts. A few hours passed without him even being aware of it. He was pondering about what he would expect at the YouTube convention in New York City. What a city it was, he heard so many things about the big apple. An announcement was made over the speakers to inform the passengers that the plane would be landing soon. Sean didn't hear the announcement over his tunes; although, he also had fallen asleep so any possibility of him hearing it was void. A nudge to his arm made him grumble. "Yo, Jack, boy we're departing now! I'm guessing you're going to that YouTube event, right? Why else would a super boss like yourself be here? Haha! I'll be going to it too! How cool, right?"

Tiffany spoke like she had the first time, hyper and bug eyed. Unfortunately, Sean only heard her last question by the time he was fully awake. He lifted a smile and nodded lazily; his hands writhed around, regaining their feeling. Sean squinted at the people that walked by him, their repartee a liaison between themselves and the exit. The Irish dude stretched his back then stood up. Tiffany stood up in unison and stared at the back of Sean's head. She seemed rather creepy, her feet so still it was like they were glued to the floor. "Good luck with your uhh..your presentation, JackSepticeye! You're the best! The best!" Tiffany playfully punched him in the shoulder, and a bit harshly without realizing. Sean released a quick breath at the punch, he didn't expect it. As he rubbed his shoulder he replied sweetly, "Thank you, I won't really be presenting anything but it's nice to be wished luck! Have an awesome day, Tiffany." Sean snuck out between the seats to get into the walkway. He stubbed the toe of his sneaker on another person's foot. "Whoa, I am SO sorry, mister! Pardon me, I'm not paying attention!" Sean apologized nervously, stepping back. Tiffany had to step back too because of this. The stranger just sneered at Sean, lifting his chin menacingly. Sean's eyes darted away, he kept quiet, but Tiffany didn't. "Hey, you old man, he just apologized to you and you're just gonna be a doorknob?! Why don't you shit out rainbows and lighten up?!" She shocked Sean, the man, and a few other passengers. Many stared in stunned silence at her outburst. Sean groaned and squeezed passed some people to the exit, leaving the uncomfortable situation. Tiffany frowned and yelled out to Sean, "I hope meeting me wasn't an inconvenience! Bye, Jack!" Sean heard her and yelled back, "No, no, you are fine! See ya!" Honestly, that was weird. She didn't need to yell at a stranger for something that didn't involve her. He understood her concern, but still it was not obligatory.

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Sean turned his head to observe the many signs welcoming him to New York. Some of the signs had flashing lights, others were just huge, and there were even ones in foreign languages. "Jesus, this sign is bigger than me! Holy fook, man! Hehe!" He strolled over to the baggage claim area to retrieve his belongings. Thoughts of the past conventions ran around in his head; what fun they all were! Although, this one excited Sean the most for some reason. He felt more invigorated right now then he did the first time he ever met Markiplier face to face. He had to try and play things chill, not lose his cool, and keep his confidence handy at all times. This was going to be awesome!