The Puppeteer

"I think that's the last of the things I need to-"

Sean broke off when he spotted a collection of dolls lying on the bottom shelf of his bookshelf where he kept most of his fan gifts.

"Huh, I don't really remember these." Sean remarked as he scooped them up. One looked like a young version of him with a septic eye, another looked like a slightly younger version of Mark, a third looked like Signe, a different one resembled Bob, then there was a Mandy, Wade, Molly, Amy, Chica, and Robin doll.

He placed the dolls into his box of things he was packing for Brighton, pausing to examine the doll of him for a moment. He was about to put it away when he accidentally dropped it onto the black carpeted floor.

Jack suddenly felt himself dragged to the floor by some unknown force, his face pressed into the ground.

"Must've tripped over air again." Jack chuckled somewhat nervously as he grabbed the Mark doll. He smirked as he had the dolls hug each other before he put them away.

That was when Mark suddenly appeared in his room, hugging him while only wearing red boxers and an extremely confused expression