Too far (A Jacksepticeye and Markiplier story)

Chapter 5

THE MAN smiled creepily, then walked over to Mark first, grabbing his hands, tying a string to each hand.  Mark didn't know what was going on right now, until he saw the Man tying a string to his foot.

Wait... He's... he's making us into...puppets. Mark immediatly started struggling against his will, trying to calm the anxiety creeping up inside of him. No. no no no no no!

Mark saw movies about this shit, and he knew what was going to happen. Just thinking about it made Mark squirm even more.

"Please! Please, don't!" Mark cried out feeling a tear slide down his face. The man tilted his head at Mark, glaring in his eyes.

"Stop it. You are going to ruin your makeup" The man then moved onto tying strings onto Jack, and when he was finished, both the boys had strings attached to them like puppets. And this was their puppet master.

I'm an actual puppet... Jack thought.

"Now, since you are both married to each other, I want you to kiss'' The man leaned against the wall holding his hands together with a big smile on his face. What the fuck? This guy is totally bipolar..

"Married?!" Jack cried out widening his eyes. He's seen fans take it to the extreme by shipping Septiplier, but not this far. This was too much, and it was honestly making Jack's head spin.

"Yes, now kiss your husband, Sean, you're being very rude to your lover! You two have chemistry" The man's smile dropped a bit when he didn't see them kiss like he hoped. He stood straight and knocked over a rusty chair throwing it at the wall, becoming very frustraited.

"If you don't kiss you're husband right now, I'll kill him'' The man held a gun up to Jack's temple, turning the saftey mode off. When Jack heard that click from the gun, it made his heart stop and stomach drop.

Mark's breathing became uneven. He didn't want to kiss Jack, but he also didn't want Jack to be killed. This guy is a sick bastard, making people kiss when they don't want too.. Mark thought.

"YOU ARE MY PUPPETS AND WILL DO AS I SAY!" The man tightned his grip on the gun as his hand shook. He heard Jack whimper in fear, then smiled. He actually smiled. He got pleasure out of this situation, seeing and hearing them both so scared.

He enjoyed the pain people got when he hurt them.

"O-Okay I will kiss h-him!" Mark stuttered as his stomach dropped feeling as if he were to puke his guts out. He didn't want to do this. But he also didn't want his best friend to die. Well, it doesn't nessasarily mean Jack would die, but there is a high percentage!

Mark shuffled closer slowly, as the man took his gun away from Jack's head. Jack swallowed, feeling relief wash through him, but felt nervous again as Mark was about to kiss him.

"I don't want to do this" Mark whimpered feeling awful for Jack and himself. He felt like he was forcing this kiss upon Jack. But he swore over his own life that was not his intentions and he never wanted to do this.

"Do it" The man growled tilting his head watching the show. He had a smile on his face, thinking of how happy his audiance will be seeing as he got new puppets. And when his new puppets are gone, he would get more.

The more, the better! That means more audiance, and the man would do anything to keep his audiance happy.

Mark squinted his eyes slightly as he stood in front of Jack. He leaned forward, looking Jack straight in the eyes. Mark's eyes held sorrowness, begging for Jack to forgive Mark after this. Of course Jack forgave him, and he knew Mark was sorry.