Antisepticeye X Jacksepticeye X Reader
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Today started off as normal i woke up and went to school and usally when I get home I get on Youtube and Jack and Mark have videos uploaded for me to watch, but today they didn't. So I went to tumbler and they haven't been active all day. Later that day I was doing homework and a noitavication( sorry if I spelt that wrong) popped up. I checked it and saw that Jack uploaded a video. ~ Finnally ~ I thought. I went to Youtube and saw the video didn't have a thumbnail or a title, but being the idiot I am I clicked on it and what I saw was not Jack but someone else. A look- a - like, he had one green eye and one black eye.
"You look frightened (Y/N)." He said in a high pitched voice. (Even higher than Jacks I know how is that possible, but back to the story.)
"H-how do you know m-my n-nAME!" I kinda half shouted half sheriked.
"I wouldn't sherik so loud or your family might hear you" He smirked at me.
"W-who are you, and where is Jack" I growled out almost wanting to punch him who ever he is.
"Oh that Irish doofus he's ok princess. As for who am I don't you reconize me you read a lot of fan fiction about me." He smirked at me again.
Then it suddenly hit me as who this was, but it couldn't be he's not real. " A-are you A-Anti" choking out that last part.
He just smirked and said "Yep princess that't me."
"Don't call me princess!" I punched the screen not even knowing what I was doing but instead of the screen breaking my hand went right through it. I was going to pull my hand out quickly, but Anti grabbed my arm.
"Perfect I thought I would have to come and get you I geuss not." With that he pulled me through the screen then everything went black.
(A/N) Hey everybody I just wanted to say that this is my first story so please don't be mad at me and I left you off at a chlifhanger because I am mean like that and i will try to upload stories everyday if not every few days. Ok but I will see you in the next story Buh bye :P
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