(My Pov)
I had finally reached the airports of Athlone Ireland after a 17 hour flight from Oregon. I climbed out of first class with my belongings and began walking towards the small town.

I was 24 years old when I left my small home in my small town. Arriving January 20, and I didn't know when I was going back. Most likely after my favorite Irish Youtuber's birthday which was only five days after mine. Or age difference was by a year and five days, he was 25. This year he'd become 26, and I'd become 25.

I was a youtuber myself, and I needed a small vacation. I had tons of prepared videos, so I could relax here in Ireland. If I was lucky, maybe I would be able to meet my YouTube idol, Jacksepticeye.

I walked down a random street, one that led to a dead end. As I turned around I saw a tall pale man with neon green hair walk by. I looked over in disbelief, I walked to the edge and peered around the corner. My eyes were playing tricks on me, I thought.

At least until I heard a scream come from a males voice. I dropped my things and hid them behind a dumpster and ran towards the scream. The man with green dyed hair was indeed the one and only Sean McLoughin. But he was not alone in this ally, a heavyset man with a mask held a knife in front of Sean.

"Gimme your money! Gimme everythin' ya got!" The robber said in an Irish accent.

"Hey!" I said without thinking.

The robber turned and stared. A confused expression plastered his face.

"Ya you! The fat idiot!" I said, once again without thought. Thankfully, I had my machete in its hilt at my side. I also was a black belt in karate, which will help me greatly.

"Ya don't want to be a part o' dis." He said, turning back to Sean and he stepped towards him.

"Step another step, and there'll be consequences!" I said, not hiding my Irish accent. I hoped he wouldn't know I was American, and believed I was another Irish civilian.

The man half looked at me and Sean, he stepped one centimeter and I reached over to my left side with my right hand, grabbing my machete.

The mans eyes grew wide with fear that he failed to hide. He turned to face me, he pulled out a machete himself.

I eyed him closely, reading his body movement and facial expressions. He swiveled his feet, and he charged. Sean gasped, fearing I was a goner. I skillfully dodged the machete and kicked him in the ribs, making the large man fold over. I backflipped over him and pushed him to the floor and slashed at one of his fat ankles. The wound was not thick, but it will leave a scar.

The man turned around, sitting up and scooted away fearfully until he cornered himself.

"Now don't ye be targeting anyone, or I will find ya and I won't be leaving just a scar." I said threatening him.

He removed his mask and nodded to me. "Now apologize to Mr. McLoughin."

The man stood and mumbled an apology. I raised my machete and chased him off. Sean walked up to me.

"That was fuckin' awesome what ya did for me back there. Thank ya for Savin' my life." He said calmly.

I nodded.

"How did ya know my name?" He asked curiously.

My cheeks reddened a bit, "I am one of your subscribers. I am visiting Ireland for a while, celebrating my birthday here." My Irish accent now not as thick.

"Oh. Do ya have a place ta stay at? A hotel or a friends place maybe?" He asked

"No, I was going ta wander 'round a bit until I did." I answered honestly

"Well, my roommate isn't here and he said I could rent the room to someone if I wanted to... Do you want it?" Sean suggested, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I don't have much money though." I replied weakly.

"Well... I'll tell him dat it was a friend who stayed." He said as we began walking, "plus, it's the least I could do after you Savin my life."

I laughed, "you are just as you are off screen."

He smiled at me, "that's what I aim for."

"Oh shoot!" I exclaimed, "I need to post a video soon! Are we close ta your place?"

"Ya. So I'm guessing your a youtuber too?" He asked.

"Ya, I am. I am a pretty small channel in my opinion. I play video games and make vlogs, inspired by you."

"Aw, I'm happy I could be an inspiration ta ya." He said, his voice hinted that he truly was touched.

After a bit more walking we got to the apartment he had. After a bit I realized that the only thing dividing the rooms was a door way.

I threw my stuff near the empty mattress I would be sleeping in. I looked around the room, inspecting it. "Pretty nice."

"Meh. It seems pretty small after a while. Wanna see the set up?" He asked generously.

A huge grin formed on my face, "hell ya!"

I walked over to Sean's room and to his workspace. I looked at his setup in aw.

"This is so cool!" I said, fan girling a bit.

"That's not even the best part. It's when recording when the magic happens!" He said, turning on the equipment and his computer.

He brought over another computer chair next to him, "want to join me?"

"Are you sure? I don't know if I should interrupt your flow of things..." I said, sounding a bit like Alphys in Undertale.

"Of course. Do you mind if I check out your channel before we start?" He asked.

"Not at all, go ahead." I said, sitting down awkwardly next to him.

He smiled, "sweet!"

He clicked on Firefox and opened up YouTube. He slid the keyboard to me as I entered in my YouTube name. W-O-L-F-F-A-C-T.

I returned the keyboard to Sean, and he looked at my most recent upload which was a subscriber milestone.

He clicked the video and I looked up over the microphone he had placed in front of him. I remembered making that video, it was the last video I made before coming to Ireland. The milestone was of me doing different youtuber impressions, including Jacksepticeye.

After about five minutes the video was nearing my impression of Jacksepticeye.

"Uh, I'm sure that's enough watched, right?" I said, not wanting him to see the impression.

"Alright guys, now for the impression you've been waiting for... My Jacksepticeye impression!" The video version of me said.

Sean glanced at me while still watching the video, "I think a few more minutes and then we can make a video."

I sighed, knowing it wouldn't be worth arguing.

"Top o' da mornin' ta ya laddies!--" the video me said, sounding almost exactly like Sean himself.

In the video I continued talking like jack and the video ended. He grinned cheek to cheek and he spun in his chair before facing me.

"That was focking awesome! That impression was spot on!" He said, throwing his hands in the air.

I pulled a strand of hair from my face and replied, "eh, it's not that good."

"It is. Now let's actually get to the good stuff!" Sean said, excitement in his tone.

For the next two hours I made a video with my idol and had the most awesome time. He put the video into an editing program and saved it. Then he shut off the equipment. He yawned.

"So what now?" I asked him.

"I don't know, it is gettin' late."

"Really? It feels like it's only like, three in the afternoon." I said, wide awake.

"Your from Oregon, right?" I nodded, "well, that's about what the time is over there and your probably not used to the time here in Athlone."

"Ya, most likely. You can go rest if you want, I kind of want to look out at the town. If you don't mind, of course."

He yawned again. "Oh, all right. Just be careful. See you in the mornin' then."

I looked back to the computer equipment as Sean walked to his bedside. I looked out at the balcony and got up to be outside.

I heard rustling come from his room as I stood on the balcony in the cool air. The wind picked up, sending strands of my short hair into my face.

"Mind if I stand with you?" A voice from behind me asks. I make an obvious nod and I see him lean up against the railing next to me.

"You have a beautiful view from your house, Jack." I said, remembering something from a reading your comments video of his.

"You can call me Sean if you want." He scratched his head, "When is your birthday exactly?"

"Oh, um. Groundhog's day, February 2nd." I said plainly.

"Wow, really? Mine's the 7th. You know, if your staying till then you can join me for my birthday party." He said, inching closer to me.

He was close enough that I could feel his body heat from his arm, "really? You would invite someone you don't even know their names to your birthday party?"

"Not like the ones I already know would come." He joked.

"Ha. Well, my name's Sadie." I held out my fist for a fist bump.

"My name's Sean, but you could also call me jack. Whichever you prefer." He replied, joining the fists.

When we released and came back into a fist bump formation there was a shockwave of energy that gave me a weird feeling. The light was so bright I had to cover my eyes, as did Sean. When I opened them, something wasn't right.

The first thing I noticed was that Sean was no longer in front of me. I walked forward to find him, but I noticed how heavy my feet were. I looked down to see why, but these were Sean's feet.

I felt for my face and felt a scruffy beard. I also went to my head, where I felt soft shorter hair. I ran inside to the bathroom, and I somehow knew where it was. I looked in the mirror and saw Sean.

Then a thought came to my head, but it was actually Sean.

What the fuck happened, and why is it like I'm watching a movie from my body?

Cause you probably are. I thought to Sean.

Seriously, what the fuck? Why are you in my head, and why can't I move my body?!

Look, I have no idea! Maybe it was the force of that fist bump?

At least I had clothes on...

Ya. Well, look I'm not going to do anything stupid with your body. I'm not a super obsessive fan that would do something stupid. You don't have to worry about that.

Okay, if you say so. But how do we-- you know-- get separated?

I would say by fist bumping again, but I don't think that'd work.

Probably not.

Being in control of his body, meant being able to access his thoughts and memories.

Hey Sean?

Ya?

Do you know how I think of you?

No... Where are you going with this...

Well, I think of you as a big brother. Like a best friend that would help you out of situations...

Ya...

Well, I was wondering. If and when we-- separate-- could you be that big brother I never had?

I'm flattered, I would be honored to be your big brother.

I grinned with Sean's mouth, thanks bro.

Anytime. Now, any thoughts?

For now I had no thoughts. Sean may have access to the mind, but I had access to the body and mind and that meant mortal weakness, that included exhaustion.

For now, I'm gonna have a nap

I walked over to the bed meant for Sean and fell lazily onto it.

Good night, Sean. We'll talk tomorrow.

Good night, me. Good night, Sean.

Throughout the whole night, the only thoughts that came to my mind was, "I am a flipping dude! I flipping merged with THE jacksepticeye! I am flipping Sean Mcloughlin, I am flipping jacksepticeye!"

I had merged with Jacksepticeye.