Word count- 270
Characters- jacksepticeye (Sean/Jack), Markiplier (Mark), lordminion777 (Wade), muyskerm (Bob)
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Sean screamed in mock-terror as he ran away from the hunters, switching from prop to prop. Bob and Wade, the hunters, chased after him.
"Jack!" Mark yelled to Jack over the Skype call. His prop, a box, slid out beside him and they both ran off, jumping up a set of stairs. Both whined when they got split up again, which unfortunately lead to Jack's demise, where he was forced to spectate the rest of the game.
He switched to Mark's point of view, watching as he changed props and was now a tin can. Jumping out of the window and into a conveniently placed puddle of water, he left Wade puzzled in the room he had just been in while hiding underneath a white car. Jack laughed, giving very obvious subtle hints to Mark's location while Mark was shouting in the background for him not to.
While Wade was trying to think out of the box (and was laughed at for it), Bob was already outside of the house, searching. He knelt down, finding the can underneath the car.
"Well that's out of place." He noted, grinning as Mark decided to try to make a run for it, only to be gunned down.
Mark shouted profanities as the others laughed at him.
At the top of the screen flashed the sentence "Hunters win!" before a new game started.
"Just you wait, Bob!" Mark said in a mocking tone. He laughed. "I'm the hunter now, and I'm gonna kick your ass!"
"I'm a hunter, too!" Jack piped in. "Can I kick asses?"
"You can kick Wade's ass."
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Drabbles and Scraps!
RandomAs if the title wasn't self-explanatory enough. I found a piece of writing that I decided to scrap. Let's see where this goes. Drabbles, scraps, headcanons, and imagines. ©2019 by Deonity All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reprodu...
