(64) Camping.

Request from Jefflovesben4life and oc from AlexWolf332. This is something a bit different, with Jeff the killer and an oc, I didnt know much about Jeff so forgive the lack of detail in that sense! Enjoy!

Mark was driving happily into the woods which looked less scary during the day, Jack humming along to some tune on the radio - There camping supplies rattling in the boot of the car each time Mark went over a bump in the road. He breathed out slightly, looking forward to getting away from everything for a few days and seeing as they'd be gone for Halloween, he didn't need to hear the almost constant knocking at the door from trick-or-treaters. He certainly would not, miss that.

"What did you tell the fans, then?" Mark asked.

Jack had a wicked smile on his face as he titled his head slightly. "I told them That Anti is here, and will be taking over my media whilst Im gone." Mark chuckled - He knew all too well that, that would drive the fans nuts.

"Robin will upload for me, too." Mark nodded, he tensed slightly; Perhaps he was a little jealous at how close those too were. Shaking it off, he continued driving deeper and deeper into the woods. A mist hanging over them which made Mark excited, it was gonna be spooky.

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Stopping at the perfect spot to set up their tent, Mark stretched breathing in the cold and almost sting of the air. Jack got out with a loud bang of his door. He looked around; "Looks like itll just be us." The Irishman said actually thankful for that. They began sitting up their tent, Arguing about which bits go where, but eventually got it up and smiled at their handy-work.

"Teamwork!" The Irishman exclaimed and the red headed man beside him just laughed. Jack agreed to be on fire duty and walked off into the woods to grab some sticks whilst Mark set up camp proper. He was in the tent reading a book (Which he hadn't done in forever) When he heard a rustling of bushes. He rolled eyes, figuring it was just Jack trying to scare him.

"Jack, I know its you." Mark saw a dog like creature's shadow rush past the tent and Mark shook it off, probably just a stray - Then a figure stood in front of the tent and it hissed.

"Jack...Isn't here." A familiar Irish voice came. Mark rolled his eyes. "Jack, just set up the fire."

"Don't call me that! The Jack like, thing said as he dropped the sticks and came into the tent.

"Mark I- I don't feel good." A softer voice came and Mark began to panic.

"Jack?! Whats happening?"

"He's here..."

"Who?"

"ANTI!" Jack yelled, diving on Mark and giggling as he knocked the book right of his hands, and toppling him over.

"You gave me a heart attack!" Mark said, tickling Jack as revenge.

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The second day The green Pewdiepie and red pewdiepie went for a walk in the woods, Jack loving it as it reminded him of his cabin. Mark just enjoyed the calmness of everything and how tranquil it was. Well, that was until the night came and it was Marks turn to gather sticks for the fire but had dragged Jack with him because Mark was kind of scared of the dark. Just a lil' bit. He flinched at everything that made a noise though and Jack would chuckle but then tell him everything was okay - It wasn't until a rustling came and Jacks torch died that Mark began to worry.

A hooded figure stood in front of two and Mark may or may not have started to tremble. A growling came too and The Irishman beside him barely noticed the wolf but what he did notice was its bones showing and he felt a little it bad for it, perhaps figuring it had been in a nasty fight, but grabbed Mark by the arm as they began to run through the woods and hopefully back into the tranquil of their tent. Mark dropped the sticks a panic and ran with Jack; God knows who or what that was.

The hooded figure took their hood down and chuckled to themselves, what a bunch of cowards those Luigi looking and Mario boys were!

Poor Green & Red Pewdiepie.

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