Septiplier One-Shots

Matchmakers 2

this is terrible but writing master p-bizzle dizzle fizzle lizzle coming back at you with a sequal 
-Pey

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Sam and Piper sat next to each other, quietly talking since they were finished with their vocab quiz. 

"Do you think our dads are gonna go out again tonight?" Sam asked in a whisper, resting his head on his fist.

"I don't know," Piper whispered back, " maybe. They've been going out a lot lately." 

Sam frowned as he heard a slight sadness in his friend's voice. The bell rang and Piper quickly gathered her things, walking out of the English class quickly as Sam followed slowly. Their next hour was both on the same floor, Piper having theater and Sam having art. Piper stopped outside of Jack's classroom and debated about whether to go inside or not, but she needed to or else she would be counted tardy. If she had one more tardy, she would have detention. 

Screw it. Piper thought, walking past Jack's room and down the stairs to outside the high school building. She walked across the street to the Science and Math center, opening the door and attempting to avoid being crushed by all the seniors and juniors walking by her. She walked up the stairs and turned the corner and walked to the middle of the hallway, taking a deep breath and walking inside her dad's classroom. 

All eyes were on Piper as she walked in. The whole class was full of kids who were all wearing their school ID's. Every single one of their lanyards said 'senior' on it in white letters. Piper felt smaller than usual as her lanyard read' freshmen' on it. Piper had forgotten Mark didn't have a class this hour and he had to cover for the senior English teacher since she was sick today. 

"Piper?" Mark asked, looking at her from his desk as he stood in the doorway. "Why aren't you in class?" Piper didn't respond and only just set her backpack on the ground beside Mark's desk.

"What's wrong, Piper?" Mark asked gently. 

"Can we talk?" Piper asked softly, her voice cracking as she looked at her dad with tear filled eyes. Mark's entire confused demeanor softened as he looked at his daughter. Mark watched sadly as Piper started to tremble. 

"Yeah, yeah." Mark responded, placing a hand on Piper's shoulder. "Come out here." Mark gently gestured his daughter to go into the hallway, and she stepped out while Mark stayed in the classroom for a moment. 

"I know you guys are from a different class," Mark began, "but, uh... just work on an extra work you guys have. If you don't have any, you can play on your phones." A few cheers were heard from the seniors as Mark walked outside, closing the door gently behind him as he stood in front of Piper. 

"What's up?" Mark asked, concern laced in his voice. Piper looked up from the ground at Mark, tears flowing from her eyes and her face becoming slightly blotchy. 

"I miss you..." Piper admitted, a sob escaping her lips. Mark felt his heart crack as she continued. 

"I'm glad you're dating Jack. I-I r-really am glad that you have someone else now. I'm actually really h-happy that there's s-some that makes you happy other t-than me since m-mom d-died." Piper explained, her words becoming stuttered as she continued sobbing quietly. She had been talking with her hands, and Mark felt worried because she only did that when something serious was going on.