I wanted to say you guys are the absolute best! I probably would have completely stopped updating but I read back over the comments and they are just so heartwarming. I don't deserve you guys. You all are the literal fucking best. Now..on with YouTube's favorite yelling Irishman!
The show in Dublin was amazing, everyone was so polite. We went around front for the meet and greet, as that was the new time for it. I met people, talked with them, and shared laughs and tears. Some man who said to call him "Nogla" even gave Brendon a bottle of good ol' Irish whisky. Everything was normal, until something that caught me off guard.
A voice..
His voice...no not him... Sean's voice. A.K.A Jacksepticeye
Jack was here, meeting me, with his girlfriend.
This is so backwards.
He walked up smiling and telling Brendon that the show was amazing. If he knew Mark..does he also know Jack? It seemed like there weren't many people left in the line, and we got to spend a whole other day in Ireland. I turn to beebo with puppy dog eyes, and he can just read my mind.
"Ask and see if it's okay with him." I grin and turn to jack, super fucking nervous.
"Uh..hi." jack smiles at me, while *fucking correct spelling for wiishu's name* whispers to jack. He nods and she walks off.
"She's going to visit family, she was supposed to leave right after the concert, but she wanted to meet Dallon." I nod to show I understand, not really trusting my voice. It's not cool to squeal at someone. "Hey, do you wanna hang out? Talk about games and music?"
I almost do squeal.
"Um... yeah, that's sounds nice!" I giggle softly as jack mutters something to Brendon, then we walk away to a more empty area.
That's when I noticed something. His eyes are baby blue, not one blue and one green.
Oh fuck, it's almost October..
I try to brush it off when I remember my drawing. I was not meaning to draw him, but that's how it turned out. I slowed my walking to try to run to Brendon, but I was too late. J̵̼̘̽̈́̉̓a̶̪̙̎c̶̝͈̹̃͒͝ķ̴̯̝̮̀ turns around and grabs me, twisting my arm in an uncomfortable way.
Oh shit
Shit shit shit
Ỹ̴̖̻̤͕̈́͌ỏ̶̡̧̰̅u̶̠͖̘̓ ̶̲̟̫́͊c̸̨̲̳͐̍͘a̵̯͖̤̾̓ṅ̴̪̟̲͔'̵̢̤̗͗̃t̸̟͚̃͂͊͌ ̴͚̐ŕ̴̼̤u̶̝̎̍̚n̸̹̱̲̱̏̒̊ ̷̺̐͗͋f̶̪̬̔̈̄ȑ̵͇̍͂̈o̶̐͜ṁ̷̯͇͎̘́̏ ̸̧̭͒̂̊̀͜t̴̟̞̜͈̆́h̶͕̮͑̈́̌͘è̸͇̮͒͐͑ͅ ̵̮̣̺̫̿ǵ̶̥̥̈ḽ̷̇͑͛͑ȋ̴̬̂̂̋t̴̲̖̠̆̃̔c̷̜͐̋h̴͔͍̲͈̄͝ ̸̱̟̩̉͆̋b̸̜̣͂ī̸̗͔ẗ̴̲̓͝c̶͇̬͌̅͌ͅh̵̞̼̣̐̄ ̸̥͔͖̺̋̔͝
Oh snap! I know it's short, but I was in the spoopy mood, I wanted to try some new shit, and this is what came out.
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His Smile// Adopted By Brendon Urie 2 {{COMPLETE}}
FanfictionThis is the sequel to That's My Daughter, meaning if you have not read it, you probably won't get a lot of whats going on in this book. Happy reading!
