-Jack's pov -
I'm constantly trying to find clues or hints, but no luck.
They don't leave clues... I've been rewatching some of our videos but I can't seem to find anything..."why are they so hard to find!?" I yelled rubbing my head out of irritation..'they really don't leave any trace...' I couldn't stop thinking about it and had been loosing sleep. I was worried about Mark too, he had been thinking about this just as much as I had.
'what are we going to do...' there was no one other than us who knew about them... well including Felix, Ken, Cry, and the others. The fans couldn't see it, but that didn't mean they weren't there.
I remembered that I had to go shopping for food , I was running low..."aughhhhh..." I groaned. 'I better go take a shower and get ready..' I thought and then started getting ready to go.
-Mark's pov-
Everyone was thinking about the alters...but I was trying to forget about it for now. It was recording day and I didn't want to have my fans worry. It was hard seeing everyone like this but no one else could help, so we have to face this on our own. I grabbed a quick snack and some coffee trying to avoid any thoughts about them. I sat down at my desk and faced my desktop...'it'll all be fine...just focus on recording..' I I took a breath in and smiled. I clicked record and started..."Hello everybody my name is Markiplier..."
-y/n's pov-
I was scrolling through some old videos lounging on my bed when I saw an old house tour, I clicked it and heard his signature intro "Top of the mornin' to ya laddies!" I couldn't stop giggling 'he's changed so much...' I chuckled to my self. I clicked on some other old videos thinking about how much he has grown since then when I heard my mom yell something. I paused the video "yes!" I said loudly, to make sure she heard me. "I need you to run to the store to buy me some fresh fruit!" She yelled back. I groaned and rolled out of my cozy bed I put on my hoodie, grabbed my phone and a pair of earbuds, and slowly made my way downstairs. She handed money me some money and a list then I headed out, I sighed and continued watching videos on my walk there.
-time skip brought to you by Mark's coffee-
-still y/n's pov-
I was almost to the door when I saw a couple walk in holding hands...I rolled my eyes knowing that I would never be in that situation...'it's just not fair sometimes...' I sighed and proceeded to walk into the store.
I turned off my phone and shoved it in my pocket...'where should I even start...' I questioned myself and looked at the list she gave me. It was surprisingly long..'I thought she only said fruit!?' I groaned again and started looking around for what I needed. I walked up to a fruit cart when some girls from my school came up to me, "oh look, a piece of trash...hah." She laughed and the others laughed along with her. "L-leave me alone..." I stuttered. I wasn't good with defending myself...'come one please leave me alone...' I prayed. The leader of the clique walked up to me and grabbed me by my collar "and when did I start taking orders from you...?" She questioned about an inch from my face. 'Ugh, less perfume chick...' I cringed at how much perfume she used. "Maybe you should start listening to me, I mean you look like one of those creepy circus clowns with that much makeup on." I shot back trying to sound confident. A wave of anger seemed to wash over her face "what the hell did you just say..?"
I made the decision to repeat my self "I said...you look like clowns."
Not the best choice.
Smack.
I was now on the ground. My face stung from where I was hit. I closed my eyes and put my hand on my face where she slapped me..."trash doesn't have the right to talk to me...or even breath the same air as me. You should just go kill yourself-" "Leave her alone..!" A strong yet soft voice demanded, 'I've heard the voice before...' I knew it was familiar.
The girls looked at each other. "come on girls...let's go." One of them said and they all walked away. I touched my face with both hands and tensed 'Jesus that girl had a hit...' I thought now noticing the hand being held out. "T-thank you..." I said taking his hand and standing up.
"No problem!" He said loudly 'that voice was so familiar...' I looked at the man and my eyes widened "y-your him..." I said staring at the man standing in front of me..."your Jacksepticeye..."
