Hey guys! SOOOOOOO I have been asked to do a Peevil one shot! I am so excited about this!! This is my first time EVER writing an Ego one-shot so I hope it's not too bad.
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Amy's Pov
"Are you all ready to start your stream?" Mark asked putting the last box of supplies on the floor.
"Yes! Thank you for bringing these boxes in for me. They are so heavy and I'm so weak."
Mark flexed his muscles laughing.
"Are you going to watch the stream?" I asked laughing.
"Yeah, but I'll watch it in the office while I'm editing."
"Okay! I will be starting it soon but right now I have to pee."
I went to go to the bathroom but he wrapped his arms around me pulling me in for a kiss. When he let me go I rushed to the bathroom.
"I'll be in the office if you need me!"
"Okay!" I called back.
I was washing my hands and I fixed my hair, there was some dirt on my forehead. I went to wipe it off but there was nothing there. As I was leaving I got a weird vision of me with long black hair. Maybe my next hair color will be that.
I headed back to the workshop also known as my garage, and started to get the final set up for the stream Once I was fully ready I put on some great tunes and started the stream!
"Let's get this glazing party started!"
The stream was going great! People were telling me how much they loved the products I sent them, a few people had a few requests for me. There was a couple of good songs that came on and I started to dance to the music. After the song ended I looked at the comments and everyone was freaking out.
"What did I miss?" I asked looking through the comments.
Markiplier- Get it, baby! Look how cute you are dancing!
I felt my cheeks heat up.
"Hi, Mark!" I said going back to glazing the bowl in front of me.
After a few bowls were covered in the glaze I looked back at the comments,
Globe star- That wasn't cute, that dance was stupid.
Red Rover- She can't even dance! What a loser!
In0K- What the hell does he even see in her?
These people all hate Us, No one wants Us. They just want HIM.
"Hey! no hate in the comments! just because you don't like my dance moves don't mean you gotta be mean." I said looking at my camera.
It's not the dance moves they don't like, It's Us.
"Where is that voice coming from?" I looked around the room but it is only me there. "Strange."
I went back to glazing while I talked to the nice fans.
"Hey, are you okay?" Mark asked walking into the room.
"Hi! I am okay, question, did you put a speaker in here?"
"No."
"Weird, I keep hearing a creepy voice talking to me."
"Maybe one of the guys did as a prank." His face went pale.
