Make Your Mark ( A Septiplier Romance Novel)

so i was right!

(AN: hey guys it's innie and outtie!!! sorry we've been away for so long we both got grounded, both of outties parents found our account, again!!!!, we saw your comments and truly appreciate it :3. also the cover for this chapter is from one of our fans, thank you for the submission from @xXEbony_MarkerXx!!!)
Jacks Point of View

      After opening my eyes, I still felt lightheaded from all of the flashing lights and shouting. Mark made deep eye contact with me, making sure I was ok. He brushed the dirt and debris from my shoulders, earning a small smile from me. My heart skipped a beat whenever he'd lean in too close. So close, in fact, that I could see every hair follicle of his stubble. I've always liked when Mark has a bit of peach fuzz, yet he prefers a more clean shaven look. I felt my moustache, in shame. I had no ability (yet) to grow a beard. :( I glanced over at Dark, who had followed us, by the way. I glanced at the saddened look on his mug.
       "Why are you so glum? Why are the outer corners of your lips downturned so?" I said in my traditional Irish poetic voice. Mark glanced at me, a smile. Dark frowned.
       "Ohhh... it's nothing..." Darkip,ier grimaced (like from mc donald's). You know the big purple thing. Dark kind of reminded of grimace in a strange way. They were both purple, big, boudin's, and extremely charming to the eye. Darkiplier was sad, which made me sad, because I was in love with him too. In a way. In a strange way. He was Mark, but badder. Badder than Mark, edgy, edgy humor. He had an edgy bad boy side i liked :). the way his bangs fell into his mouth whenever he talked his big mouthed talk. Dreamy.. Kissable. Lovingly
       "Good morning," Weird Al said as he rose from beneath the ground very much like a zombie. The wet cement clumped to his petite frame, framed by his famos bell bottomed jeans. Courageous I decided to brush the cement from his brow.
      "You got a little something right there," I said, cleaning only a droplet of cement from Weird Al's physique.
       "Oh!!! Why the saddened expression!" Weird Al stated to Dark. Dark exasperated,
        "Ohhhhh... REALLY, it's nothing," Everyone was upset now. Everyone was mad. Dirty with the most dirty of anger. Why wouldn't Dark tell us anything?
        "Oh come on Darky, we can keep secrets."
        "We'll the truth is. Gerard Way was definitely hitting on me in some way shape or form," Weird Al said.
         "I knew it! You're gay!"
         "Don't say that. It's inappropriate."
         "Wait who said that?"
         "Wait who said that?"
         "i'm not gay, i'm straight like a- like a"
          "straight like a pinecone perhaps?" weird all butt in.
         "no shut up you stupid silly idiot" a frog danced in the background. you know it was quite comical. It didn't happen. I don't. I don't think I can do this anymore.
     
    

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