Jack And Mark Ďąŕk Æñď Ąñţï

Chapter 11 - Dreams Damnit

Jack POV

I shot up and fell off the couch. I hit the floor. Turns out I fell asleep and it was a dream. Well, that was nice.

"MARK!" I called out. I looked down and saw I was right on top of Mark.

"What?" He questioned. I jumped off of him and hit the couch. Mark laughed, signaling Dark.

"I'm trying to do my sandcrawler rituals at 3:00 in the morning!" Dark yelled at us. I stared at him and sat crossed-legged on the floor.

"You found my PS4?" Mark questioned. Dark nodded and threw Mark a pillow. Dark chuckled and went back upstairs.

The pillow read 'Inhale My Dong'. This time I laughed, and ended up coughing like crazy. Mark threw the pillow to the side and crossed his arms.

"That is the funniest thing I ever read!" I exclaimed once I was done laughing. I heard a pillow ripping and I saw Google ripping apart the pillow.

"Uh...Google...no..." Anti mumbled from the hallway. Google threw some stuffing at Anti and walked to a closet. He climbed into it and powered down.

Anti grinned and walked over to us. He made us hug. I blushed and pushed Anti away.

"OK NO, NOPE, IM NOT GOING TO DO THIS!" I screamed and ran into a wall, "Ow..."

Anti chuckled and lifted me up. I laughed and tried to get away. He dragged me to the couch and threw a bag chocolate chips at my face. I immediately grabbed the bag and ate the chocolate, after Mark said he didn't want any.

Anti left to go look at the sandcrawler ritual situation.

"Wait, is Felix here?" I questioned. Mark shook his head no but then his face changed to a good expression instead of his sad expression.

"Quick, follow me!" Mark exclaimed. He dragged me down to the basement and stopped at a small mattress, with someone in it. I stared at the person in shock. It was my sister.

"Why is she here?" I whispered.

"She wanted to see you, I never got her name..."

"I'll be staying here Mark..." I mumbled. Mark shrugged and left me with my sister. I curled up right next to her.

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"JAAAAAAACK!" Someone screamed. I shot up and remembered I fell asleep next to my sister, Miranda. We had rooms right next to each other in our apartment, and we had been raised together. Nothing could separate us, except for when I started YouTube. It became a job to make videos, and make sure the world didn't know my sister.

We started to drift away, but said hi to each other when we left our rooms to do something. I immediately felt bad for leaving my sister to go to LA, without saying Goodbye. I said I'd be back within 2 days, but it's been a week and a half. I guess that why she's here...but...if she's here then...

"HAVE YOU MET THEM?!" I screeched. Miranda removed her hand from my arm, in shock.

"W-Who?" She questioned. I sighed and ran a hand through the green part of my hair.

"The alter-egos..." I murmured. Miranda shook her head no, confused as to why I woke up screaming, and sad. She must of thought I went through a week and a half of torture.

"Miranda, I'm...I'm sorry, I was thinking of her childhood and was scared, scared of your safety." I explained. Miranda smiled and hugged me. I hugged her back, then grabbed the bag of chocolate chips next to me. I offered some to her and laughed. She nodded and took a handful out of the bag, and throwing it all into her mouth.

"WHO DA HELL IS DIS MUDDERFU-"