The Gamer-Lympics (Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Thirty

"Just this once, help me out. Where's the power up?"

I asked Sean.  "Just come out, I'll point it to you." He replied. 

I peaked my head out the ramp only to jump in my seat after a bullet flew by my poor avatar's head. "You said you wouldn't shoot me." He laughed and shot again to where I am currently hiding.  "Rule number one don't trust anyone." 

We're playing Golden Eye, right? Right, so Sean got to high ground before me and is currently in sniper mode somewhere. The only thing I know is that he is above me. There is a shield not 10 feet from where I am but Jackaboy has me on the scope which is game over for me.  "C'mon (Y/n), come out come out."

"Give me 5 seconds."

"Okay," he replied. I heard let his guard down so I pressed the shift button and darted to the shield. I couldn't figure out how to wear it so out of panic I continued to run for abother hiding spot. But then I heard the sound of a gun clicking then a shot.

That one got me. I lost. Sean put his arms up in the air making the fans go wild but I'm MAD. He's getting way too cocky.

I couldn't tell how our mood went down hill after golden eye. I passed him on the leaderboard and Felix reminded Sean that I was winning. Which turned him competitive which also made me turn my game face on.

Next on the list was Fortnite, of course these people choose Fortnite.

Luckily I know my way around the game, he did too. Both of us literally hunted each other down since dropping out the damn school bus. But to piss him off I began building five star hotels to block his path to me.

I stayed within the storms eye while he tried to get around, though I had placed too many traps and killed him.  "Ooooooooooohhh (Y/n), (Y/n), stop."

"Whats wrong, finally met your match?" 

I stand up to stretch, feeling myself cold. I'm sweating. Sean walked around the monitors to stand next to me as Felix made his way to us.  "How's it going, scared, feel mad?" He says.

Sean sighed then ran his fingers through his hair.  "I can't feel my ass hahah. Though I have a pretty tough competition." He says as the television camera literally passed by his face.  "But we all know how this ends."

"Me winning," Sean and I say at the same time. Making Felix give us a weird glare.  "Celestéye right there."

The crowd goes nuts at that remark.  "Bros the final game has been chosen."

I wait patiently, the palm of my hands sweating. Please dont be Smash, please don't be Smash. 

When Felix said the name Super Smash Bros Ultimate, my heart dropped.  "HaHA yes." Sean says under his breath.

"Remember, you two are literally tied. Two rounds of stock battle. Whoever's victorious, wins the Championship."

Felix's voice echoed with everyone else's applause. Sean and I face each other again and this time we shook hands instead of our signature bump.  "Time," I say. There was silence.  "Three minutes (Y/n)."

"Thanks Pewds," I tell him and walk down the steps. With my finger I motioned Mark to follow me and so he did after a slight confusion.

I took him to the lounge where I started to hyperventilate.  "Its over, out of all games they chose Smash. I was so close, Mark."

"You haven't lost yet. Jack is trying to piss you off, dont let him. Thats how he wins. Spike him any chance you get."

"He's too good."