The Egos and The Sanders Sides

✔ Part 1 ✔

"Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier and welcome to a collab that everyone thought would never happen! Say hello, you guys," Mark said, having a giddy smile on his face as he looked to his left and right, the people he was looking at seeming to be off-camera at the moment.

"Hello everybody," said Thomas, who popped into the frame, smiling an adorable smile as he waved at the camera, someone laughing that wasn't in the camera's sight.

"Top of the mornin' to ya laddies!" Jack suddenly screamed, bursting everyone's eardrums as he jumped into frame just as Thomas did. "Was that too loud? Sorry."

"Anyway, today Thomas, Jack and I will be competing against each other in a game of... Uno!" Mark said with enthusiasm, the three YouTubers sharing a glance as Jack picked up the cards. "Now let's start the competition."

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Sometime later, Mark, Jack and Thomas had all recorded videos for each of their channels and it was time for each of them to split ways.

"Bye Mark, hope to see you again! It was nice finally being able to collab and talk," Thomas said, really happy that he got to hang out with the other two.

"You too, Thomas! See you two soon!" Mark replied, watching as Jack and Thomas both exited his house, where they were filming the videos.

"See you soon, buddy," Jack said a few seconds before Mark closed his door, the male letting out a content sigh, hearing a car's ignition starting.

Mark stood at the door for a few seconds, finally turning around when he decided he would edit the video he just recorded not too long ago, seeing as he has a lot of free time on his hands, not wanting to bother Lixian with another video.

He quickly went to his kitchen, seeing his laptop sitting on the counter, deciding to sit at the counter and edit there, the man typing in his password quickly before doing what he needed with the video footage.

A little while after the half-Korean started editing, he furrowed his eyebrows and stopped clicking on his laptop, listening closely to his surroundings. The man tensed up as soon as he heard some shuffling coming from the other room.

He discarded the laptop on the kitchen counter and stood up from his chair, his fists clenched as he ventured towards his living room, which was where he heard the noise from.

He turned the corner to what he expected to be his messy living room, only to find it spotless, not even a spec of dirt on the floor. Mark scrunched his eyebrows together, walking further into the room and looking around everywhere. He even decided to check the whole first floor of his house, only to find nothing.

He would have checked the other floors, but he would have heard his stairs creak if anyone went up them, so he didn't bother.

The man found this extremely weird, having sworn he heard someone walking around.

He quickly brushed everything that happened in the past five minutes off, thinking that he might have cleaned his own living room and just forgot about it, so he went back to editing the video he was before.

. . .

A few hours later, Mark gasped, lifting his head up and looking around frantically.

'I must've fallen asleep. . .,' He thought to himself, running his hands along his comfy bed sheets, the man immediately stopping once he realised something. 'Wasn't I in the kitchen editing that video? I don't remember getting up and walking to my room.'

Mark, even though weirded out, took a deep breath and stretched, deciding to forget about the situation temporarily, the man not wanting to think about it too much.