Make Your Mark ( A Septiplier Romance Novel)

Midnight Falls

Jack's POV

(A/N:  hey guys!!! thank you so much for 25 reads!!! we'd really LOVE it if you left comments!!!!!!!!!!!)
       My heart skipped a beat in disappointment. I wanted him to finish that sentence differently, yet he changed his reply. I kept quiet. Darkiplier searched through and around the jewelry counter, and found a few rings for himself. Because he's an alt king. I'd like to describe his style as grungecore, yet I'm not so sure if that matches. I messed up my green with red tipped hair, trying to add more floof to my poof. Red and green for. Well. Do I really have to fucking spell it out for you?
       "Well, booper dooper!" Mark grimaced, "It's already 10:00."
       "We're a quarteer thar!" I exclaimed with such enthusiasm.
       "Y'know... before the Purge is over. I could kill Mark and take over as him," Darkiplier said darkly. We found his character motive. Mark glanced up, fear in his eyes. He's so handsome when he's scared.
       "Don't even think about it!" Mark shouted weakly. Mark and I sat down against an almost broken wall. He seemed tired, drained of life and energy. Darkiplier kept ransacking the jewelry store for every last ring, necklace, and bracelet. He's probably going to steal and sell them off later. More power to him for using his Purge time for economics.
       "How are you feeling?" Mark interrupted through my train of thought.
       "I'm allroight," I, Jacksepticeye, said "wbu?"
       "I'm fine, I guess," Madk said grimly. Suddenly, a random stranger crashed through a window, none of the glass cutting them for some reason. They were hidden in the shadows, of the window. They came int through the window and went into the window. The stranger took of their dark cloak with their veiny, long fingered hands. It was...
        "Hi guys!" He said in a weird voice. The man was quite weird. I recognized him from the back cover of my vinyls of Weezer Polka. It was... WEIRD AL!!!
         "WEIRD AL?!?.!/!,!:!" we all screamed in surprise.
"why do you seem so surprised to se me?" he chuckled. Darkiplier chuckled. Jacksepticwye chuckled. Septicplair chuckled.
     "I dunno it's just that... I'm a huge fan!" I growled excitedly!! I pulled one of my five Weezer Polka vinyls and begged Al to sign it. I was on my knees crying to him, and clawing at his bell bottoms for his signature upon my vinyl. Digging my nails into the smooth, supple denim. Weird Al looked down at me and said, "woah calm down there buddy, i'm not exactly a signature guy, I may be able to sing but I can't exactly write".
I lowered my vinyl and slipped it back into my back pocket. Jack repositioned his Fanny pack, putting away his own Weezer Polka vinyl. Mark's Fanny pick was neon green with four red dots on the zipper. (A/N: hey guys Innie and I are currently fighting so it's just me working on the Aries right now c sorry for the mispellings and editing errors :P I don't know how to work a phone I'm so smol!!!!)

He usually keeps acorns and Polly pocket clothes in there to chew on, Mark loves chewing on things when he's depressed. Darkiplier doesn't use Fanny packs, he keeps a singl, four cheese hot pocket in his left pant pocket at all times. Which made me very hungry. Birthday cake. Weird Al approached me, offering his hand to lift both Mark and I off the ground with. He pulled us off the floor with his huge muscles. I kept looking at his cool tshirt with his pectorals showing through the corwpton.

"Hey boys, I need help getting to my purge concert, it's supposed to be really cool" he said to us as Ilooked down at him admirably.
"oh of cerse we can get ya ther" I said.
Darkiplier was in the corner, and scoffed to himself. He wasn't a fucking fan of Weird Al Yancovic. He's a poser, just a fucking poser. Of course he looks hot while doing it. I blushed madly. I shook the thoughts out of my head, just because he looks like Mark,, doesn't mean he's as GOOD as Mark!!!!! I couldn't FUCKING believed myself. Finally admitting my feelings for Mark would be the best feelings ever. I love Mark. But........ does he love me....?

Weird Al's POV:

      these guys rlly remind me of my tour in 2036!!!!! lol!! anywayz I love watching markiplier when I'm trying to go to sleeps! :3 i glanced and glared at mark and Jack, analyzing their star signs and FAVORITE food. mark is deffff a Pisces
(A/N: Mark is a a Pissces in this!)
Maybe Jack an Capricorn. mark likes meat and Jack likes
      "Mark!!  ur bit and strong can you please carry my drum set for my drummer username xXn00bslayerb0bXx???" I purred sarcastically! :00 mark choked before speaking
      "You're like WAYYYY stronger than me!!! And Jack combined!"
      "Ur Right!" I groaned, lifting up my purge themed drum set and hoisting it above my head.
The guys and I stared running and screaming simultaneously down the street. Mark and Jack did rlly cool gymnastics tricks across the skies!! the greatest showman!!! Madagascar 3!!!!

Jack's POV:

       Me, Mark, Dark, and Weird Al all made our way to the concert. I was still so starstruck by Al, he's just so cool, and awesome, and funny, and cool. He's definitely my favorite actor. We dashed through the streets, dodging brocken glass and shattered objects. Dark appeared bored and out of place, fucking emo.

"Merk isn't this fun??!" I yipped. Mark did a flip over a parked car, totally unnecessary, totally cool.
"Yeah this is awesome!!" He yelled back. Weird Al was far ahead, sprinting like sonic the hedgehog. As they say, "gotta go fast".
"Come on guys I can't be late :,(" Weird Al said, panicked.
We ran faster and faster until we arrived at the concert.

To be continued...

(A/N: thank you to our readers, we're so glad you enjoy :3. don't be shy to leave comments *winks*  we will be continuing this novel soon <3 -Innie and Outi3      PS: also we made up over the fight but we wanted to get this out as saloon as possible!!!!!!)