"Dark! Dark, open the door! You guys have to help me with them!" I yelled, pounding at the door. "The famous 'Markiplier' can't even handle a few babies?!" Dark called back, clearly frustrated. "There's nine of them! And there's a ton of you! Please, I'm begging you, I'll do anything!" I said finally, frowning at my own move. A split second later, the door opened, and Dark raised an eyebrow, grinning at wicked grin, "Anything, you say?" -_-_-_-_-_- <I fixed all Seàn mistakes to Seán, please stop spamming me about that, I have it handled> (COMPLETED) ((All character rights belong to Jacksepticeye, Seán William Mcloughlin, and Markiplier, Mark Edward Fischbach, and I do not own characters they have specifically trademarked as theirs, as canon, and only own false characters made for this fanfiction, which is not canon)) (Fanart on cover is NOT mine! Credit to owner!)

The "egos" are just some fun characters created by Markiplier and Jacksepticeye. Unless they happen to be two sets of best kept secrets, that Mark and Jack are sick of carrying around with them. When the guys go to strange lengths to try and rid their lives of the paranormal duplicates, things only get stranger. No one expected them to shrink, but now that they have, the guys realize they may have created more problems than they solved. (( This is a long, chapter story. Completed. Yeah, I made the egos tiny. It's another weird story line... because, well, I'm a weird person. Yes, the cover is tiny Mark, checking on his youtube channel. It would be up there on his list of concerns, you know it would be. ))

Having the characters they created literally come to life was a weird circumstance Mark and Jack had to accept, but a lot weirder is when they all start feeling ill. Not even sure if their clones are actually human, there's no where to turn but to the egos themselves. Can they save them? (( This a long, chapter story. Completed. I asked my readers what they wanted to see in a straw poll, and "Sick Egos" won. So here's some sick egos! ))

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. ))

This is a lemon one-shot •WARNING: Contains 18+ content •Cover drawn by PSD

broski, i tried everywhere looking for a one shot or a story for my main man fresh, ya dig? but what the friggidy fresh, there are like close to none brah. decided to make one cause this freshness cant be contained. cya on the flip side my broski.

** SEQUEL TO EGO DAYCARE ** Just over a year ago, Markiplier and Jacksepticeye were forced to take care of a whole slew of ego children, but now it seems the tables have turned. How will the big kids at heart, handle being actual children again? But more importantly, can their dysfunctional clones keep them alive long enough to turn them back? (( This a long, chapter story. Completed. People wanted a sequel, and I was given an idea in the comments of Ego Daycare that just worked. What if it was Mark and Jack that were kids? So here's that. ))