Y/n's POV
I talk to Mark and I agree to go back with him. He opens the door and we walk in. We walk back to the stage and I hear Jack giving a lecture on why not to laugh when  stuff like that happens.

Mark helps me on stage and I sit on the couch in between Jack and Mark. "What's your name?" Jack asks in his cute Irish accent. "I-I'm y/n." I say shakily. "Okay y/n, do you want to play a game with us?" Pewds asks. "Y-yeah. W-what game?" I ask shakily (again X3). "How about... Mortal Combat?" Wade suggests. "Okay.." I say.

A giant flat screen tv comes out of the floor behind us and the crowd cheers. I look over to Mark and he winks. I look back to the screen and some people come out and hand us controllers. "You know how to play this right?" Mark whispers. "This was my childhood!!" I say excitedly. The screen comes on and I pick my fighter. It was me against Jack first.

We start the fight and I finish him in less than two minutes. "Jezus Christ! Your good at this game." Jack says. "Thanks." I reply. I continue playing and play against Pewds, Bob, Wade, and finally Mark.

I beat all of them and they stare in awe. "Well, since you won I guess you can have some of our merch for free." Jack says as he hands me a BIG septiceyesam plush. I grab it and hug it quickly. "Thank you!" I say. Mark gave me a picture and a shirt with a pair of pants. Wade gave me a bandana, Bob gave me a hat and Pewds gave me something that said 'BITCH IM FABULOUS' on it. I smile weirdly.

"Oh! I have stuff for Mark, Jack, and Pewds. Sorry bob, and Wade." I say. "No problem." Bob and Wade reply. I jump off stage and grab my bag under the chair. I run up on stage and open my bag. I give Mark a tiny box Tim plush, Jack a snow hat with Sam on the end instead of a Pom-Pom, for Pewds. Oh god. I gave him a picture of his dog with a mustache with my signature. "You made this?" Jack asks. "Yes..." I sat in response. "I love it!!!" Jack says. "You really have talent y/n!" Mark says. "T-thanks..." I say flustered. "Well, that's the end of the panel! Come to our booths for the signing!" Pewds says, and everyone walks of the stage. I follow and go backstage. "Ma'am you can't be here." The w S qq person says. "I.. uh..." "she's with me."  Mark says as he winks. "Okay, then." The security officer says.