It's dark in the small chamber I'm in. All I can see is his outline, at least until he flips on a light. As my eyes adjust the brightness, I hear him sharpening a knife. It makes my skin crawl. I turn my head revealing a wall of knives. Clear fright displayed in my eyes, he smirks "do̅ ̟ỳoͩͅu͊ l̏īke̩̔ ̪͑my̥ ̉c̠̊o͇lͫl̮ec̟ť̯i̫ͨoͫn̿ d̈́e͕å̪r͗?" ⚠️ WARNING⚠️ slight abuse, mildly descriptive gore, slight smut, and ONE SUICIDE ATTEMPT, there will be a warning before all of this happens

Markiplier and Jacksepticeye's egos sometimes act childish, but things hit a whole new level when they turn up as actual ankle biters. Will Mark and Jack be destined to learn about parenthood from their own tiny monster clones, or will they uncover the truth about how the egos became children and find a way to reverse it? (( This a long, chapter story. Completed. ** There's now a sequel, "Youtuber Sitting". ** Yup. The egos but as children. This was like... the first fan fiction I wrote. Yeah, it's a weird concept and a weird place to start, sue me! Also, when I made the cover for this book, I laughed the entire time and still laugh every time I look at it. I can't take Mark making that face. So I'm sorry. NOTE: This book was written during Nov & Dec of 2017. When I started writing it, Jameson Jackson didn't have a name yet, and wouldn't until I was halfway through the story. Thanks. ))

!!!THE ART WORK IS NOT MINE I JUST FOUND IT ONLINE!!! You were just walking down the street when something happened to you all of the sudden, you black out and now waking up in front of 4 green haired men. You have no idea whats going and are highly confused. Who are these men? Why am I in this house? How long will I be here?