Texting plier - Septiplier

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Texting Plier (extra)

Markiplier: JACK WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU

Markiplier: JACK IM WEROUIS WERE ALMOST LAET

Markiplier: JAFK

JackSepticEye: IM CMOING

Markiplier: EUN BITCH RUN

SamSeticEye: I feel left out

JackSepticEye: I CANT RUN A HAT

Markiplier: WHY VAN TYOU RUN ARE YOU HURT OR SOMETHING

JackSepticEye: NO MARK IM ABOUT TO /COME/

Markiplier: BITCH ARE YPU JACKING OFF

SamSepticEye: I'm still here guys

Markiplier: JACK WERE LATE BECAUSE OF YOU

Markiplier: THE GATES CLOSE AT 5 AND ITS 4:55

JackSepticEye: IDK SEND ME NUDES OR SOEMHING

Markiplier: JACK ISTG

JackSepticEye: OH MARK

Markiplier: *Inserted an image*

SamSepticEye: MARK I'M STILL HERE

Markiplier: I DONT CARE

SamSepticEye: EWEWEWEW

Markiplier: YOUR IDIOT OF A BROTHER IS BEATING HUS COCK RIGHT BEFORE THE BEACH GATES CLOSE WHY TF

JackSepticEye: that was the most intense masterbation

Markiplier: ISTG

Markiplier: just get in the car

JackSepticEye: i feel like i forgot something

Markiplier: oh ffs

SamSepticEye: i'm scarred for life

JackSepticEye: oh cmon hes big

JackSepticEye: specifically 7.2 inches

SamSepticEye: Jack stop please

JackSepticEye: 7.8 when hard

SamSepticEye: JACK WHAT DID YOU FORGET

Markiplier: i am constintly face palming right now

JackSepticEye: idk i just have a feeling

SamSepticEye: was Philip with you when you were masterbating?

JackSepticEye: PHILIP

JackSepticEye: WHERES MY LITTLE PHILIP

Markiplier: DID YOU LOSE PHLIIP

JackSepticEye: HES NOT HER E

Markiplier: JACK WHERETHE FULK

JackSepticEye: IM SO RRY

Markiplier: WWHAT THE FUVK

SamSepticEye: guys I sent him to aunt Singe

SamSepticEye: because I knew y'all gonna lose him once in a while

Markiplier: sam is sixteen and us much smarter than us smh

JackSepticEye: sam stop bragging

I sigh in relief when seeing Seán humbly climb down the stairs into the back yard, to open the left door and sit on the comfortable leather seat.

It has been four years since the McLoughlin family has been living with me, Seán, Sam and Philip. They're never a fuss, especially since Seán is now my husband.

Philip, not to get confused with Seán's ex, is our 2 year old son. Yes, we've adopted a two year old just because we thought a new born was too much of work to take care of. Philip is an amazing child, and we're horrible parents. No doubt. I'm actually scared for his future being our son.

Sam is now sixteen, and Seán cried on every single birthday, saying how "they grow up so fast". I don't blame him, though. If I took care of Singe for most of my life, I'd be crying right now, but I hate Singe more than the devil.

Seán and I, 30 and 31, are still working on YouTube, but it's not so much our main job. People stopped watching us and our channels are basically dead, so we started working as normal people would. No, Seán's not a stripper like he said he wants to be. He's a back up drummer for any rock/metal artist to chose, he's not that famous, he once did play for a Starset song when their drummer couldn't. Which was cool since he loved them so much as soon as they uploaded My Demons. I, however, am an actual engineer! (i know nothing about engineering don't kill me)

I clench my hands into the steering wheel while I'm driving. "Are you mad at me?" I hear a faint whisper beside me.

"Yes." I simply answer.

Don't get me wrong, I love this family, but that doesn't mean I forgive them easily. They really get over annoying sometimes, like what Seán just did. Who the fuck jacks off before going to the beach for some quality time with their family? An annoying shit, that's who.

"I'm sorry..." He softly spoke, holding Philip in his arms.

"You should be."

~

"I have to pee."

"SAM!" I immediately turn around and look at her, questioning if she's serious.

"I'M SORRY, I CAN'T HELP MY BIOLOGY!"

"UGH!" I groan and return my focus back into driving.

"DON'T YOU DARE ME MAD AT MY SISTER, YOU DICKHOLE!"

I sigh.

This is going to be a long night.