After Mark's time was up, the two men hugged and said their goodbyes. Mark was feeling way better than he had in a long time; you could even say he was ecstatic. But what really put the icing on the cake was the fact that Jack knew who Mark was and said that he liked his stuff. Mark was like a little fangirl who just got noticed by their idol for the first time.

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"Hey Chica! Chica guess what?!" Mark shouted excitedly as he entered his house, quickly locking the door behind him. The dog, as usual, rushed over to Mark, barking and jumping around. "Guess what pupper? Daddy's got a new friend!" Mark proudly announced as he crouched down and to scratch her head. Chica barked again, which Mark took in as a bark of concern. "No, don't worry bub. I'm not replacing you." Mark kissed the dog's soft and fluffy head before making his way to the living room, throwing his car keys on the coffee table, causing them to create an irritating scratching noise.

Letting a heavy sigh escape from his lips, Mark dropped onto his couch, already reliving the heart-racing day he had just had. "Jack should text me soon." He said aloud and groaned as he reached over for his PS4 controller, logging into his account and began playing some video games.

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Meanwhile, Jack was under a lot of pressure. Him and his band mates had an interview in ten minutes and everyone but Jack were taking their slow ass time.

"Come on, come on! Hurry up! We have ten minutes until the interview! What do I pay you for?!" Jack's thick Irish accent exclaimed as he scanned everyone in the room carefully. "Actually, you don't pay us at all." The guitarist, Chris, pointed out.

"Okay.. well.. uhh.." Jack ran his fingers through his poofy, vibrant green hair and stressfully sighed, closing his eyes. "AND you're kind of a dick to us." The backing vocalist, Shane, added on, snapping his fingers and pointing a finger gun in Jack's direction. Jack shook his head and gripped his hair tighter before snapping at them.

"Anyone else want to point out any of my mistakes?!" He yelled, his breathing quickened and he could almost hear his heart beating in his ears. "If it weren't for me, none of you would be touring the god damn world, none of you would would get to live your fucking dreams! Half of you were drug dealers when I recruited you, nobody but me would want to give a person like that a chance! But because I'm caring, I was willing! I turned you all into better people, and instead of the world hating you, I made you guys loved internationally! I try to be nice you you, I try to be fair. But when you're constantly slacking off is when I draw the line. How many of you actually practice on your own time?" Jack took deep breaths to try and calm himself down as everybody stared at him in complete shock; their eyes widened as big as the moon. After a few moments of silence, nobody had spoken up or even raised their hand. In fact, all of them suddenly had looks of guilt plastered all over their faces.

Jack disappointingly nodded. "That's what I thought. Now, everyone, pack up. The interview is pretty soon." He sighed and turned around, throwing a few more things into his bag before tossing it over his shoulder. "You guys coming?"

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It had been a few hours since Mark had arrived home, and he was still awaiting that text from Jack. He didn't want to text first because he knew that Jack was still busy after Mark had left, so he decided to let him decide when he was ready to send the first message.

After those few hours, Mark's eyes were strained from playing video games for so long, and his hands were starting to cramp up. He turned off the system and placed the controller down beside him, groaning as he rubbed his face.

"I should really get something to eat, I'm fucking starving." Mark sighed as he pushed himself up from the seat and headed to the kitchen, boiling some water for some Mac and Cheese.

As he waited, he scrolled through his Instagram, watching as more celebrity gossip was posted about and more conspiracies were made. Nothing unusual, that's all Mark saw every time he went on social media. Celebrities attacking each other and creating more drama than needed.

After a few minutes of bored scrolling, his phone vibrated and a message appeared at the top. His face lit up as he quickly clicked onto it.

645-386-1098
Hey, it's Jack. I'm assuming this is Mark?

Mark
Hey Jack! Yep, this is Mark!

Jack
Haha cool, so how are you, Mark?

Mark
Hungry as fuck. Making some Mac and Cheese :P

Jack
:O
GIVE ME SOME!!

Mark
Haha, nope! All mine!

Jack
:(
Rude

Mark
Not mean, just greedy.
Hey, I didn't ask how you were! How are you, Jack?

Jack
Oh.. yeah. I'm fine. I guess

Mark
You guess? What's wrong?

Jack
Nothing. Just band shit

Mark
You can trust me. What happened? Your band members not treating you right?

Jack
Something like that...
Hang on I'm getting a call, I'll shoot you a message after

Mark shrugged and continued making his cheesy snack as he waited for Jack to text him again, pouring the noodles into the pot. A few minutes later, his phone vibrated again.

6:34 PM

Jack
FUCK MY LIFE

Mark
What?! What happened? What's wrong? Jack??

Jack
MY FUCKING BANDMATES JUST CALLED ME
THEY WANT TO DISBAND
WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW

Mark
What?? Just like that?! They just left for no reason??

Jack
Well... no.. after you left and everyone else had their meet and greet session... we kinda got into an argument...

Mark
About?

Jack
I treated them wrong.. according to them. They were slacking off so I yelled at them because that is a regular occurrence. And now they're pissed at me and don't want to see my face ever again

Mark
Screw them! They don't deserve someone like you!
They're just assholes who need to get their heads out of their asses!

Jack
Thanks, but what am I supposed to do now? How will I tell my fans that the band is no longer a thing? How will I still do my job?

Mark
You don't need them to still do your job. I mean, you can still sing, right? I'm assuming you still have your vocal chords?

Jack
Obviously, doofus. But I can't play guitar for shit
Most of our songs include at least some guitar to give it some extra flair

Mark
I can play guitar quite well actually

Jack
Really? That's so cool! I wish I could learn guitar. But I don't have the patience :P
I think I'm gonna think about this for a few days
I have to tell my followers that the band disbanded.
You have an Instagram I can follow you on?

Mark
Yup, @ Markiplier

Jack
Markiplier? Why Markiplier? Lol?
I mean, I'm not one to judge, but I'm curious

Mark
Idk. It sounded cool

Jack
And, done! Follow me back or I don't think we can be friends anymore

Mark
And you make fun of my name, mr "Jacksepticeye"

Jack
Hey! It has a story behind it!

Mark
Right, explain

Jack
When I was a kid I got hit with a stick above my eye, and it got infected, so people started calling me "Jacksepticeye" because Jack is a nickname for Sean, and I had a septic eye. Now there's a scar on my eyebrow where I got hit

Mark
Damn. That's hardcore. You could've lost an eye, then I would be allowed to call you a pirate ;P

Jack
Pfft
You do that and you're a dead man
How's your Mac by the way? I don't wanna distract you from it and have you burn your house down
Then I'd have to let you live with me because it's my fault
Makes me shiver thinking about it

Mark
Chill out. I just put it into a bowl. Now I get to eat it without you.
Better yet, I can eat it on FaceTime!

Jack
No deal pal
We are NOT FaceTiming as you're eating that
Hey Mark I've gotta go for a bit, I've gotta deal with some shit, cuz you know, my band left me and all
I'll text you later, bye!

Mark smiled as he clicked out of his messages. He decided to look for some YouTube videos to watch, since there wasn't really anything else to do.

"So, Jack's band members left him, huh?" He said aloud to himself as Chica made her way over to him, begging for some of his food. Mark scratched her head and laughed. "Pup, I would love to share this with you, but it's just so good."

Mark ended up watching some Shane Dawson as he spent the rest of the night kicking back and settling down from the long days he had just had, excited to finally have a long time to just do whatever he wanted to do, and not have to worry about being in the spotlight constantly.

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Aye I finally updated! Hopefully you guys enjoyed this chapter, and sorry if you dislike those texting sequences. I just think that they're cool and I actually enjoy them a lot

Question for you all: how many of you are going to Jack's tour, and if so, what show?

I'm happy to say that I am going to one of his shows, I am actually going to be at the first Toronto show! I'm super excited!

Anyway, see you all in the next chapter!