Deaths On Halloween (Septiplier)

Chapter 8

We had finished all but one scene. The 2nd to last scene. The very last scene didn't have me in it so they had already recorded it. "Get in your places everyone. Alright in 5.. 4... 3.." Christian than held up a 2 which turned into and 1. "I'm your employer Nate, I go by many names. Phone guy, MatPat, Scott Cawthon." Mat said as he made his way over to me. Than it was my turn to speak "Is one of them 'Evil dirt bag with a chainsaw'?" He looked me right in the eye "Why yes actually-" he than thrust-ed the chainsaw to make it look like he stabbed me. My eyes widened as he leaned closer to my face and whispered "- and that one's my favorite" He pulled the chainsaw out and I fell to the floor dramatically. "Your gonna burn for this" Mark spoke. "Cool, looks like I brought the right tool for the job than" Mat said. He then pointed the chainsaw in the air. Mark was gonna edit it to make it look like there was fire coming out. The person controlling the Freddy puppet made him pop out and say "Leave them alone! This is MY restaurant" "aaaaand cut!" I got up off the floor and cheered. "We're almost done! This has been really fun so far." The others agreed with me. "Ok, put the Freddy puppet on the water bottle and Jack you have to be laying on the floor to the right of it. Nate, stand in the background with me and the puppets have to be next to Nate." Everyone nodded their heads and got in their places. I laid down on the floor and waited till they were done. I closed my eyes and just laid there. Suddenly someone started to shake me awake. "Jack, its Mark, wake up. We finished it!" I opened my eyes and looked around on the floor. "Wh-what?" Mark laughed, throwing his head back. "We just finished the musical. You fell asleep on the floor while we were recording the final bits and pieces." Oh, sorry. What time is it?" He pulled out his phone from his back pocket and checked the time. "Umm.. It's 12:05 am. We're gonna go to bed than once everyone's awake than were all gonna go to Dave and busters. Everyone just decided to crash here since it's so late and they were too tired to drive home." I nodded my head and sat up. My back was stiff and hurt like hell. ¨Oh also, Felix and Cry kind of took over your room so looks like you get my bed!¨ I looked over with a concerned expression. ¨But what about you? That's your room so where are you gonna sleep?¨ Mark shrugged. ¨I'll figure that out later. Right now you need to go to bed¨ he stood up and extended a hand out to me to help me up. ¨Nope, not until you have a place to sleep¨ I said stubbornly. He sighed and thought for a moment. ¨Well me and you could share a bed if you want.¨ A blush creeped its way onto my cheeks. Sharing a bed with one of the most popular people at my school! Holy shite. ¨Umm o-ok. Be-better than y-you sleeping on t-the floor¨ Mark, again, stretched his hand out for me to take. He pulled me up and off the very uncomfortable floor. ¨I think the floor hates me, It caused me so much pain¨ I laughed as I stretched my back a bit. Mark chuckled ¨How dare you hurt my poor lil' Jackaboy. Bad floor.¨ He stomped his foot on the floor multiple times, as if he was hurting the floor. I giggled ¨Yeah! Go Mark! Get that floor!¨ Soon me and Mark were a mess of giggles and laughs. ¨Sir Mark shall protect you from all harm, Even evil floors¨ Mark said with some kind of medieval accent. ¨Oh thank you sir Mark, How could I ever repay you!¨ I said kind of dramatically and higher pitched. ¨Hmm, I could think of a couple ways¨ He said with a smirk.I blushed a deep red as my mind started to race with different thoughts.¨U-umm, Let's g-go to bed. It's ge-geting l-late.¨I turned toward the stairs and made my way up. Before I reached the top I thought that I heard Mark say something along the lines of 'Damn it Mark, Keep it in your pants'. I just let it slide and went up to his room. When I opened the door and saw my bags. There was a note on it that said ¨I moved your stuff in here since you have to sleep with your lil Markimoo. I put some 'protection' in the side pocket of your backpack. Have fun ;) -Felix¨ I was confused at first but when I checked the pocket I saw a well... Condom. I held it in front of me with a shocked expression and a deep blush. ¨Alright jackaboy, Let's go-¨ Mark walked in and saw what I was holding and I dropped it ¨IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! Fe-Felix put th-that in my-my ba-bag when he-he mo-moved them i-into yo-your room. I s-swear! He-here I ha-have pr-proof¨ I handed him the not. He grabbed it and started reading it. A small blush creeped onto his face as he finished the note. ¨Ummm, ok then. Just throw that away. The trash can is by my desk.¨ I nodded and did what I was told. When I turned around Mark was taking off his shirt. "Wh-what are y-you do-doing?" He looked at me confused. "I'm getting ready for bed. You should to" "Oh, o-ok" I went over to my backpack and opened it. "GOD DAMN IT FELIX" The top layer of my bag was just a whole bunch of condoms with a note. I sat on the floor and pulled the hood of the purple hoodie over my face. "What is it?" Mark questioned "Just come over and see for yourself." He made his was over to me and looked in my bag. He blushed a deep red and pulled out the note which he read aloud. "Just some extra things incase you guys decide to go another couple rounds ;) -The idiot with a pink tutu." Mark thought for a moment than got an evil idea, I could tell by the grin on his face. "Hey Jackaboy, would you like to get revenge?"

I nodded my head. "Well, grab as many condoms as you can and put them in the kitchen. I'll explain once we get down there."