Septiplier is(n't) dead

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve morning
(Sean's point of view)
I woke up and took a shower, it seemed like I was the only one awake. When I got out I went to go make some coffee. On the kitchen counter was a note that said "Sean and Mark, we have something planned for you, dress up nice and Malcolm will pick you up at 12." Okay... Well it's 8 now, so we have lots of time to do nothing. I walked back to our room and laid on top of Mark. "What's up babe?" He asked as he opened his eyes. "No one else is in the house, they have something planned for us at 12." I said as I rolled off of him and walked out of the room.

~12:00~
*Bing bong* "That's Malcolm." I said as I grabbed my jacket and opened the door. There stood Malcolm in a button up navy blue shirt and black dress pants. "Hey there little bro, Hey there little bro's fiancé. You guys look nice." "Thanks." I said as I grabbed Marks hand. We walked out to Malcolm's car and both sat in the back. Malcolm drove us to a small town 45 minutes away from my ma's house. "Close your eyes guys were getting close." Malcolm said as he passed a sign that told us where we were. We closed are eyes and within 5 minutes we stopped. "Keep your eyes closed." Malcolm said as he opened the door next to me. "Okay Sean, grab my hand and I'll pull you out of the car." I grabbed his hand and he pulled me out. He went over to Mark and did the same. He walked Mark in front of the car and then brought me over to Mark. "Okay hold hands so it's easier for me to guide you two." "Gladly" I said as I grabbed Mark's hand. He guided us kind of far and then finally stopped us. "Okay guys open you eyes." We open our eyes to see my whole family sitting by a railing on a cliff looking over the whole town we entered.