My Irish Angel in Disguise

Meeting Jacksepticeye

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italic = Rose's thoughts

bold = Seán's thoughts

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"Well that does it for this episode of Reading Your Comments. If you liked it, PUNCH that like button in the face, LIKE A BOSS! Aaand high fives all around!" A young man, with a fluff of bright green hair atop his head and a sweatshirt on, screamed in an Irish accent. He fake punched the camera, raising his fists and bringing them back down. Then he got close to the microphone, staring right into the camera for his last line. Next he gave two high fives to the sides of the camera. "But thank you guys and I will see all you dudes... IN THE NEXT VIDEOOO!" He pointed towards the camera and threw his hands up to the heavens. After that, the ending portion of the video appeared. Signaling that the YouTube video ended.

An American blonde woman, of about twenty years old, cried along with him. She was wearing a black shirt with a white skull on it and black and red skinny jeans from Hot Topic. Her accessories were a locket with a picture of her mother. Her mother had died from alcohol poisoning and taking pills, prescribed ones, with them.

She had grown up without her mother and her father (him walking out on her mother when she was still in the womb) taking care of her. Her aunt and uncle flew from Ireland, her father being an immigrant from the drunken nation and her aunt being the sister of her horrid father, to take care of her. And they did an amazing job in raising her.

"Rose?" Landon, the bond's best friend from childhood, softly called to her. Back from fantasy land. He had a smile on his face. "Why do you keep watching that guy?"

Landon had known all about her bad childhood, but has always been there for her. But, she doesn't seem to think of him as something more. Like he has, for her, since high school.
"Because he's sooo cute and handsome and downright adorable," Rose joked. Having pulled out her earbuds before Landon started talking, since the YouTube video ended. Then she turned serious. "Actually, it's because he's helped me through high school. He's made me smile and laugh. And he makes me feel better about myself."

Landon remained quiet, bringing his eyes back on the road. And there was his problem. She had the fantasy that she would actually get to meet him and, possibly, start dating the Irish man. He knows that she's been dying to see part of her homeland since she was only twelve.

He was driving her to a gaming award show where that Irish dude will be co-hosting with Rachel "Seltzer" Quirico. She wanted to go because he will be there. She's hoping to give him the painting that she's been working on, which is in the backseat because of how big it is. She's been working on it since sophomore year; since she discovered him. The picture was of him and his little buddy, Septiceye Sam, as well as his Korean girlfriend.

Rose was excited to leave the boring state of Pennsylvania to go to Texas. She has signed up a Guest Pass for herself and for her best friend. She couldn't wait to meet her YouTube Idol. She really couldn't stop bouncing in the passenger seat of his car. They could play games with Seán. Then they could go buy some games for Seán. And even buy some merchandise for Seán.

Yeah... I might have a problem, but I don't care. I want to make Seán as happy as I can.
Because she saw in his videos that's he's becoming more and more reserved. Which she found odd, since he likes to remain an open book.

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"Landon," Rose softly cooed. She had her Guest Pass ready to be scanned. She had parked the car where the car usher told her to. "We're heeere."

Landon, who was sleeping in the passenger seat after switching with Rose for the fifth time. With only two people, they had to keep switching to drive. Which gave the other a chance to nap.
"Hmm?" He tiredly mumbled. Automatically nuzzling back into the blanket he brought.

"Get up!" She yelled in her obnoxiously, loud Irish-like voice. Just to wake him up. And not caring if people stared.

"What?!" He cried, snapping himself awake. He shot her a glare as he quickly woke up.
She smiled oh-so-sweetly. Like an angel that fell down from Heaven.

"We're here," she innocently told him. Then she got out of the car, going to retrieve the finished painting that was covered with a random green blanket. She had ironed on many things that she found, or made, related to Seán's channel. So he could use it whenever possible. "And don't forget your Guest Pass. Pull it up while we're walking towards the hotel."

She happily held the pretty painting and hurried to go inside. Landon following close behind his best friend. He had pulled out his phone and clicked on the email that he received about his Guest Pass.

As she was hurrying by, there was a yellow taxi in front of the hotel. Inside that taxi was the Irish man that Rose adored oh-so-much.

Seán had spotted the beautiful blonde woman with the handsome brunet man following her. He could see the blonde kind of struggling with the huge blanket. Curious to see what was underneath. Since the blanket had to do with his YouTube channel, jacksepticeye.

He pulled out the money he needed to pay his taxi fare. In U.S. dollars. Then he climbed out, got out his luggage and went towards the blonde and brunet to see if she needed any help.

However, he was swamped by his female, and the gay, fans. He was very surprised, but happy to make them happy. A lot of them asked him to do his Papyrus and Sans voice.

Rose wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. She was just excited to play some games and, hopefully, run into Seán before the show started.

Once Seán had signed things for everyone, he looked around for the blonde haired woman. However, he was unable to find her. He sighed, going inside to check into his room.

Rose stopped towards a bench to put her painting on it and sit down. Since her friend had went to the bathroom.

Her eyes were scanning the big lobby area. Looking for Seán.

Then her eyes widened upon seeing him at the front desk. Quickly grabbing her painting again, she hurried over to him.

"Seán!" She cried in excitement. Her voice being louder than anyone's.

The green and brunet haired man spun around when he heard his name being called. His light, baby blue eyes looking on another set of baby blue eyes. His own looked like dinner plates.

It's the girl from before. She is very beautiful. That guy must be one lucky fella.

He smiled at her when she stood next to him. The painting leaning against the counter.

She eagerly wrapped her arms around the five foot nine inch man in front of her. Her head reaching his shoulder.

He hugged her back with a small chuckle.

"You seem to know my name, young laddy," he spoke. "But, I don't know yers."
She pulled away to introduce herself. Her hand held out towards him for a handshake.
"I'm Rosalie," she told him. "But, I'm mostly referred to as 'Rose'."

He politely shook her hand. Then kissed her knuckles.

"It's very nice to meetcha, Rose," he said. His eyes turned to the covered painting. "And what is this?"

Her eyes followed his and giggled. She was blushing a bit from him kissing her knuckles.

"This is your gift. I'd like to show it ot you in private. I don't want anyone to steal my idea."
He nodded in understanding.

"I just checked in. Let's go up to my room."

He begun to head to the elevators.

She was close behind, holding the painting. She was more than eager to unveil her masterpiece to him.

Little did she know, a jealous Landon was behind them. But, not close enough to be detected.

 (Author's Note: Never get into an elevator with a strange person. No matter how popular they are.)