The Pen(Jacksepticeye X Reader)

Chapter One

  I remember the day I met him. Back then, I was a homeless, orphan child, just looking for a snack. I had gone to a large field, hoping to find crops. When a flashlight came on, I had no where to run. Then he stepped out. I was 12 at the time, he looked about my age. Maybe a little older

   "Hello?" He called, in a obvious Irish accent. "Who's there?"

   I looked at him with fear in my eyes. "h-hi?" I tried, hoping to make a excuse.

  "What are you doing here?"

  Somehow I just couldn't lie to him. "I was looking for food."

   "Why didn't you just ask?! Wait here, and don't make noise, I don't want to wake up my parents."

   I waited for a while, able to see my brother and sister in the distance. My eight year old brother held my two year old sister, both in raggedy clothes and ribs showing. After a while, he came out again, with a plastic bag or two and a small pen.

"Here," He said, handing me the items. "I hope this is enough." It was only a meal but to me it seemed like a whole buffet in front of me.

  "Thank you so much!" I rolled up the bag and looked at the pen. "but why the pen?"

  "Oh, well... I thought it would be like a gift, maybe you could draw or something..."

  I immediately thought, Where would we get paper?  But I swallowed the sentence. "Thank you!"

  "No problem, my names Sean, by the way," He held out his hand in an official greeting. I hesitated, but finally I put my hand in his. "My names-"

  "SEAN!" A voice called. I stiffened.

  "That's my parents, you should run,"

  I nodded "Thanks for the help, Sean." I began to walk away, but it quickly turned into a sprint across the field. Once I got into the trees, I stopped, then turned to see my siblings. "Did you get anything?" I tossed them the bag, and they ate their share, leaving me a quarter of  water bottle and half a loaf of bread, that was fine. I was in deep thought.

  I never told Sean my name.

~~~~~~~~~ (Time skip)

  I sat in front of my computer, happily listening to Jacksepticeyes videos while I drew. The pen I was using was the one Sean had given me ten years ago. It had been through wear and tear, sure, but it was still intact. If you want to know how I got to this moment of time, it's pretty easy. After I turned 15 and got a job, things got easier. We saved up for me to go to college, could afford food and a small apartment, and the kids started school again. I went to high school, and the college took me in (of course), and I'm taking classes to be a storyboard artist. Now I made a web comic called 'Hybrids', and it was getting pretty popular. So, yeah.

  Suddenly, I hear something amazing on the video.

  "Anyway, last time I set up a contest for whoever could give me the best animation first would be able to meet me. It was a hard choice, but I had to go with this one," his voice cut off and I was surprised to hear my animation. I minimized the picture I I taking references from and, sure enough, my animation of (f/Jacksepticeye vid.) was on screen. His face came back on and he began to talk about how to contact him. He finally announced my YouTube name, and apologized to the others that entered. I Immediately got on my twitter and messaged him. I stared at the screen for what seemed like days before he messaged me back. I got things setup about where to go, a local Subway, and then ask about siblings. He said he was fine with siblings as long as they didn't whine or something about that. We set the date, next week. I decide to tell my siblings the news.

  "Y/N!" Josephine, my sister, came running up to me. "Did you see Jacks latest video! Your animation got picked! We're gonna meet him!"

  I placed a hand on her shoulder. "Calm. Down. I saw the video, and I have messaged Jackaboy, we'll see him next week.

  Her eyes seemed to light up five times more then they already were. "I'm telling Jonah!" She ran off to her brothers room. Man, she's too energetic for a 12 year old... I thought. I want back to my room and began to draw more, this time not working on my comic, but instead sketching Jacks face.

  And trying to figure out where else I remembered him from.

A/n: 788 words. HA! I wrote your Jacksepticeye X reader book for you! Your welcome!  I got the book out!... after a year of you asking me.... #friendshipgoals