The dystopia of utopia (jacksepticeye X reader)

Plan 2.0?

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I woke up cuddled against Jack, my head rested on his chest, and a big strong arm laid around my waist. I blushed and sat up slowly. Jacks eye shot open and he groaned. "Couldn't we just stay like that for 5 more minutes." He complained. "No, we have work to do. But you can still rest. By the way, where's Mark I need to talk to him." I realized I still had the knife and map in my pocket. "I don't know." He planted a kiss on my forehead. "Thanks for saving my life though." I blushed even more. "Y-your w-welcome." I stuttered. That was a friendly gesture, right? Just then, Mark walked back came into view. I jumped up and started walk towards him. I grabbed his arm and pulled him to where we were sleeping. I sat him down and help Jack sit up not wanting to leave Jack out of the conversation. We are stuck on this island together so we have to trust each other. "Last night I found a camp which I assume is the kidnappers camp. I went inside a tent and found these." I pulled the map, the paper, and the pocket knife out of my pocket. I left out the part of almost getting caught, but knew it would come back and bite me in the ass. Mark grabbed the map and examined it, while Jack grabbed the paper and read it. "Wait a second this must be the times that boat will arrive. Maybe we can escape through one of them!" Jack said excitedly.
"And here is where the boats dock!" Mark joined in.
I looked at them. "Maybe we can spy on the next boat and try and figure out what's going on before we try and escape. You know just encase others need our help." Mark and Jack agreed to it, but didn't sound to excited about it.
"Well the next boat gets here tomorrow around noonish." Jack read.
"Perfect! That will give us enough time to find some food, cause I'm starving!" I yelled. I grabbed the pocket knife and started heading deeper into the woods, looking for some prey to cook up and eat. Jack tried to follow me, but couldn't get up so he sent Mark after me. I remember my dad teaching me to hunt both "caveman" and "modern-man" style. (Yes modern-man style which is with guns and bows and stuff.) "Mark followed close behind until we came apon a deer. I pushed Mark towards the ground and told him to stay behind the bush. I slowly crept to the deer remembering to go downwind. Swift like a wolf I jumped onto the deer and stabbed it with the knife once in the ass and one on the neck. The deer fell down. I thanked it for its sacrifice, and stabbed it once more in the heart. I motioned for Mark to come help me carry the deer. He stood up dumbfounded. "Close your mouth you'll catch flys, and we don't want to eat those." I teased. Mark helped me carry the deer back to the camp, and Jack looked just as dumbfounded as Mark did. "You welcome." I said smiling as I started field dressing the deer. Once I finished I cooked it up on the fire and we are like kings and queens.
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A/n:
Wow! Look at you your a badass! Who knew? I guess Mark and Jack aren't going to mess with you anymore.

I wonder what's going to happen on the boat...

Anyways I'll see you all later and remember stay beautiful! ٩(⸝⸝⸝◕ั ௰ ◕ั⸝⸝⸝ )و