This first story is about a ship I hated.
So me, my friend Trent (you'll know him from my "TAGGED" chapter in my randomness book), and another friend Sofian were at school breakfast and we were talking about which one of us would be Pewdiepie, which would be Jacksepticeye, and which would be Markiplier.
Sofian and I agreed that Trent was Jacksepticeye because he's the cinnamon roll of the group and he loves to scream. Sofian said I was Mark, and Sofian was Pewds. And then I realized something...
They knew I shipped Septiplier.
And everyone teases me for "liking" Trent (which I don't, we're just the best of friends and we've known each other since before preschool.
Sofian. Set. Me. Up.
Trent told me "NOPE YOU ARE NOT MARK. SOFIAN CAN ME CINNAMON TOAST KEN. YOU CAN BE PEWDS. BUT NOT MARK."
Then I said, "But why tho. I wanna be Mark."
And that moment was the moment I realized what Sofian had done because he said to me, "Why do you wanna be Mark, Taryn? You ship Septiplier, don't you?"
I freaked.
And there's the end. There will be more shipping with this same thing we did in the next story! Goooodbaaaaiiii!
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Septiplier Stories
RastgeleIn this book, we have stories from my life including Septiplier! Yep, I ship it. Just... read it and tell me I'm not insane.