Stuck in the Dark. (Cryotic x reader x Jacksepticeye)

The Return to School and Heather...

Y/N's POV

"Uhg.....Monday" I  thought, sitting up in bed after smashing my alarm clock. After getting ready and pulling on my (F/C) hoodie, black boots, black jeans with tears in the front, and my grey beanie. Quickly, I knock on Mark's door, being met with a groan and the sound of someone rolling over on an old bed. "Mark! Get your ass up before I come in there and pour ice water all over you!" I yell, hearing the sound of him getting up and getting ready. "Alright alright alright...." he mutters, opening his door. "Thank you kindly good sir." I smile, patting his messy hair. He mumbles, swatting at my hand and walking around me as he heads to the bathroom. Hearing my stomach growl, I head to the kitchen and pop some toast into the toaster. 

Narrator POV

(Y/N) waits for the toast to pop back up, hearing heavy footsteps down the stairs as the small giant that is Mark walks down the stairs  in his lucky red and black flannel, black jeans with rips at the knees, and a pair of black and red tennis shoes. (Y/N)N looked up and smiled at her still groggy brother, laughing slightly when she noticed that his glasses were crooked. "Hey bro, Your glasses." she giggled, pointing to Mark's face. He mumbled something before fixing his glasses, grabbing a pack of cookies and cream flavored pop-tarts. A loud ding rang out, the siblings jumping in surprise. "Toast it done." Mark yawned, handing (Y/N) the two slices of toast after putting butter and (F/F) jam on both slices. "Thanks Markimoo." She smiled, grabbing the two backpacks by the door and handed one to her average-ish height brother and walked out. They walked and talked, still joking around as they reached the school grounds. As the two stepped onto the asphalt, they were met with fake blonde hair extensions, bright pink glitter gloss, pink eye shadow, fake nails, fake eyelashes, and an overwhelming amount of Coach perfume. Once the coughing and burning of eyes subsided, (Y/N) and Mark looked at their chemical assaulter. Of course, it was the one and only Heather. Her perfect, pearly white teeth were bared at the two. (Y/N) choked back a laugh, looking at Heather. "What is so funny?!" The blonde bitch yelled, nearly foaming at the mouth. "You look like our dog Chica when she's getting her nails cut." (Y/N) responds, bursting into a violent fit of laughter, nearly falling over. Mark joined in, the two leaning on each other to keep from falling over.  "Why you...." Heather snapped, turning and storming off. After she left, the laughter slowly subsided to small giggle attacks. "She really did look like Chica though." Imani giggles, causing another violent laughing fit. Suddenly, a hand grabbed (Y/N)'s shoulder, her head whipping around and seeing.......

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AAAAAAnd cliffhanger! I bet you didn't see this coming did you? I actually made a real life chapter! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Thank boring classes for this chapter. Anyway, that's all. Buh Bye and see ya in the next chapter.

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