Schneepiplier

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*Schneep's POV*

I F*cking hate planes. People are annoying and gross. The person behind me is clearly sick and does not cover his face when he sneezes or coughs, some women has a screaming child that even Jack is getting annoyed by, and we still have half an hour before the f*cking death trap lands.

"Remind me again vhy I have to be in zhis awful death trap" I say yet again. "Because we are all going to see Mark and I want you and Anti on the plane so I can make sure you actually come." Jack glares lightly at me. "If that annoying little f*ck d-oesnt sh-shut the f*-*ck up I'm g-oin-ng to kill i-it" Anti glitches more as he gets more annoyed. "No you won't Anti." Jack glares, "here," he gives Anti some headphones "listen to something and take a nap or whatever"

Anti glitches a bit more and takes the headphones and turning on some most likely 'emo' music he likes. I look back over to Jack to see him texting Mark. Probably making sure the other ipliers don't scare Jameson. I wonder how he'll react to the search engines.

Anyway, Jack for some reason want me to 'make friends' while we are with Mark and the ipliers. I am determined to do exactly not that. "Ye know, Markimoo has a doctor too. Ye should try ta make friends with him" Jack tells me. "Ja. I've heard of him. Doctah Iplier. I vould rather not." I complain. "Why not? Mark says he's nice.....ish" "he vwill just insult me and my credentials like every other doctor" "first, I'm sure he won't. Second, your 'credentials' aren't even real"

"I am a doctor! A real doctor! So shut zhe f*ck up you - you dumme irische Hündin!" I somewhat yell, my German accent getting even thicker. "Okay, okay calm down Schneep. Also, the f*ck did you just call me?" Jack asks calmly (for him anyway). "G-google translated it as b-basical-ly 's-stupid Ir-rish b-b*-*tch' " Anti giggles quietly making a few people turn and look. "Wow. Thanks" Jack glares at me.

"Shut up. You know I get very .... angry vhen people say I'm not a real doctor. You're just lucky I can't pull out my 'sharp objects' as you say, on zhe plane" I mutter. "ye, ye" Jack waves me off going back to his phone.

(Not) Soon enough the plane lands and we go to get our bags before looking for Mark. "That f*ckin moron" I hear Jack mutter quietly. I look over in the same direction to see Mark standing there with a sign that reads 'Irish leprechaun and brothers'. I roll my eyes and we walk over. "Hey Markimoo" Jack smiles. "Heya Sean, Anti, Doctor" Mark nods in greeting. "Mark, why don't ye tell Schneep about Iplier while we walk to the car" Jack 'suggests'.

*Dr.Iplier's POV*

"Iplier they're almost here. Please come down to lounge looking at least somewhat presentable. You have about 15 minutes." I hear Dark say from the other side of my door. I sigh somewhat annoyed that Mark is interrupting my work just to meet some of the septiceyes. I fixed my hair a bit and walked out to the lounge where almost all the others were. The others slowly came in and a few minutes after the last ego (Bing) walked in Mark walked in with Jack and his egos trailing behind. Anti walked right over to Dark and glared at the rest of us.

Chase walked over to Google and Bing and hugged each one hugging Google a bit longer. Jackieboy man curiously walked over to the Host as he muttered his narrations. The others walked over to different people and started talking except Jack and two others (and Robbie who was following King and Dog into the kitchen). "Hey guys! Listen up! Jack wants to introduce his newer ego and another one who doesn't visit" Mark yells.

"Top of the mornin to ye. This is Jameson 'dapper' Jackson. He's shy but will kind of communicate with you if you try." Jack introduces. "What do you mean by that?" Wilford asks staring at Jameson. "He's mute I guess. Ye might actually like him Wilford. I'm pretty sure he's from around the same time yer from" Jack says.

Wil walks over and smiles. "Hello. I'm Wilford Warfstache, and you?" "Top of the morning to ye! I'm Jameson Jackson" The 'silent ego' signs as he silently speaks. "Well it's nice to meet you Sly, how about an interview?" Wil asks. The two continue talking while Jack walks over to me dragging a very annoyed looking ego behind him. This must be the doctor Mark was telling me about. (I was barely listening).

He looked like Jack (obviously) but his hair was a slightly lighter shade of green and his eyes where different. One a light blue color and the other green. "Hey Dr. Iplier, this is Dr. Schneeplestein, Schneep this is Dr. Iplier. Be nice to him" Jack tells him before walking over to Mark. "..Hallo. I am Doctor Henrik von Schneeplestein" Schneep says in a somewhat bored tone while messing with something in the pocket of his jacket.

"Dr. Iplier. What are you doing?" I question glancing at his pocket. He pauses and brings a very sharp looking scalpel out of the pocket. "That doesn't seem very safe. You could easily cut your hand." I state. He just shrugs. "Well it seems we are allowed to leave now. I suppose you could come with me to my office. I'm in the middle of an important project." I tell him. "Zhat sound vwonderful doctah" he says in his German accent with an almost insane smile.

I nod and walk to my office making sure Schneeplestein closes the door. It bugs me when it's left open. I go back to my computer and look at my work. "Vhat exactly are you vworking on?" Schneeplestein asks after a few minutes of silence. I move my chair over slightly and he walks over and reads through my work. "Ah yes, zhis looks almost perfect. Could I just..?" He looks towards me hands hovering over the keyboard. "I suppose." I agree. He types a few things and steps back. I read through it.

"That looks right. I'm not exactly an expert in the surgical field yet" I mutter. "Vwell zhen ve could vwork vwell together, ja?" He smiles a bit, somewhat less creepy than before. "...yes. I suppose we could"