Heights 2

Jack pulled on his Jacksepticeye t-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. Mark quickly dressed himself, throwing on his Tiny Box Tim t-shirt and his jeans. Mark walked out and smiled watching Jack wiggle into his skinny jeans.
"you don't have to wear skinny jeans." Mark snickers. Jack blushed darkly whipping around.
"stop watc'in' me get dressed!" Jack shouted. Mark laughed.
"don't get dressed with the door open." Mark snickered. Jack huffed at him and pulled up his pants. "by the way, I figured you were a boxers man not a tidy whities fan." Mark grinned.
"Mark! s'ut the hell up!" Jack blushed darkly. "besides, t'ese are the only jeans t'at fit properly an boxers don' fit wit' t'em on." Jack muttered, buttoning his pants. Mark walked over to him and kissed him deeply. Jack smiled slightly, pulling him closer and pulling Mark down by his neck gently to kiss him deeper.
"hey are you guy's-woah! free porn." Wade laughed. Jack pulled back blushing darkly. Mark didn't look much better as he turned to glare at Wade.
"I told you to give us ten minutes!" Mark hissed. Wade laughs and heads back down stairs quickly.
"oh god." Jack mutters softly. Mark smiles at him slightly.
"well they were gonna find out sooner or later." Mark muttered. Jack nodded still blushing. Jack couldn't help it, he punched a fist into the air.
"Septiplier away!" Jack shouted. Mark laughed and pulled Jack behind him. they headed down the stairs. Bob and Wade were talking casually.
"so, Wade tells me, he caught you two in a pretty odd kiss." Bob said. Jack and Mark looked each other, took each others hand snickering and punched their free hands into the air.
"Septiplier away!" they shouted together, sending the whole group into laughter. they jumped into Marks car and headed for Pax.
*Pax*
"Ladies and gentlement, from Dublin, Ohio, a man who likes his bobble heads, Bob!!" Mark, in his 'announcers' voice shouted. Bob laughed walking out on to stage and waving at everyone.
"hi, I'm Muyskerm." Bob waived.
"Next we have the goofiest goof to ever goofily walk on the Earth, Wade!" Mark shouted. Wade, doing his stupid run to be funny, ran out and tripped, landing face first on the stage.
"Wade are you okay?" Bob ask.
"ow my pride." Wade replied getting up as the crowd laughed.
"are you done causing a seen Wade?" Mark ask.
"oh magical voice in the sky, a little sympothy please!" Wade huffs.
"nah, and finally we have, the heart throb of youtube, the man who records in his boxers. the man who picks up tiny cute objects and names them, meeeee!!!" Mark shouted running out with his hands cupped over his face, he paused. "but wait, there's one more, it seems I've forgetten someone, who could it be? it's the man we all know and love, the goofy guy who screams at the top of his lungs, the man from somewhere in Ireland where they call trash cans 'wheelie bins', the man with the green eye, Jacksepticeye!" Mark shouted. they crowed roared as Jack jogged out on stage and waived at everyone.
"hi guys!" Jack smiled. he looked out hearing someone shout something at him. "SPEED IS KEY!!" Jack shouted loudly. the crowed roared. Jack walked over to his seat and Mark stared at him.
"excuse me, this is my panel." Mark said. Jack shrugged.
"I dunno sounds like the people love me more." Jack teases. the crow laughs and 'ohh's.
"lets just see shall we?" Bob ask. "for Jack scream." Bob said. the crowd went nuts. "now for Mark." Bob smiled. the crowd went nuts again.
"I dunno sounds kind of even to me." Wade said. everyone laughs.
"hey, I was promised some fun, we better get t'have fun." Jack said.
"well we could, but there's children watching and I can't do that on stage." Mark snicker pevertedly. Jack laughs, facing the crowd.
"did ye hear t'at? Mark has performance issue's! shhh! told tell'm I told ye." Jack whispered loudly. the crowed roared.
"alright. alright. now, before we actually get into all the making fun of Wade." Mark said.
"hey!" Wade huffed. the crowd laughs.
"we are gonna play some Cards Against Humanity, you guys all know the rules, so Im not going to explain them. I do have some seasonal cards, so this should be fun." Mark said, shuffling the cards. "so who pooped last?" Mark ask. they discussed it a while, discovering Wade would be the 'Card Zar'. Wade picked up a black card.
"on the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me, 3 blank, 2 blank, and a blank." Wade said.
"t'ree cards? w'at the hell?" Jack muttered looking through his cards. "the fuck are t'ese cards?" Jack huffed. Mark layd three down. after a while Jack and Bob did the same. Wade picked them up.
"on the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me 3 Ice road truckers, 2 enormous scandinavian women, and a cooler full of organs." Wade read. he picked up the next three. "my true love gave to me, 3 edible under pants... ew thats gross. 2 free samples, and a tasteful sideboob." Wade laughed. he picked up the last three cards. "uh, my true love gave to me... 3 Italians, 2 Nazi's, and a crippling debt." Wade laughs. "crippling debt wins. who had this one?" Wade asks.
"t'ank ye. t'at'd be mine." Jack smirked taking the card. Bob laughed.
"oh come on it was sideboob!" Mark huffed.
"it was also edible underpants." Wade muttered.
"oh, me turn!" Jack says, grabing a card. "t'is is the prime of me life. I'm young, hot, an full of blank." Jack reads. "oh god, bring out the dick jokes." Jack laughs. the three cards were quickly turned in. he picked them up. "I'm young, hot, an full of... guys who don't call, wow. hot and full of... me collection of high-tech sex toys. w'at the hell? t'ats a real card?" Jack laughed. "hot and full of... Poorly-times holocaust jokes. wow." Jack laughed. "uh guy's who don' call." Jack said.
"yes!" Mark shouted snatching the card.
"I think I'm just going to sit back and watch, I don't want to participate, just watch." Bob snickers. Mark shrugs and grabs a card.
"for my next trick I will pull blank out of blank." Mark said.
"shit." Jack muttered. he hesitantly put two cards down and Wade tossed his own down.
"for my next trick I will pull, a group of knife-welding racists, out of,  a naked man with super-human like strength." Mark read laughing. "for my next trick I will pull, baby pigs wearing people clothes, out of, the dick in my mouth." Mark laughed. Wade laughed. "the dick in my mouth wins." Mark said. he held the card out assuming it was Wade's, Jack reached over and took the card hesitantly. "Jack that was you?" Mark laughs. Jack nods.
"I saw the baby pigs an I was like, t'ats cute t'en I saw the dick joke an t'oug't, it was perfect." Jack shrugged.
"okay, can we do something else now?" Wade asks. Mark shrugs putting his cards up.
"enlighten us Wade." Mark said.
"let's answer tweets!" Bob said.
"those are always good." Jack snickered. Mark nodded and looked over.
"oh magical screen give us tweets." Mark said.
"if you didn't notice, theres a hashtag up on the screen up here." Bob said pointing. "and I hope you've been sending tweets in." Bob adds. Mark looked down as someone shouted from the crowed.
"what?" Mark ask, listening closer. he shook his head. "I can't hear you." Mark said turning away.
"oh hey, look, we have tweets." Jack said. he laughs. "but t'ere's a glitch, w'ere are all the names?" Jack laughs.
"who cares, we have the tweets." Wade said. Jack shrugs. Mark looked at the first question and laughed.
"oh god." Mark snickers. "dear Jack, please attempt a hand stand." Mark read.
"why?" Jack muttered. "a'rig't, look out." Jack muttered. he paused and looked around. "I love ye ma!" Jack shouted. the crowd laughed.
"wait!" Mark shouted. he walked over quickly to Jack, covering their mics and talking quietly. Mark nodded, taking Jacks microphone and stepping back. "okay, continue." Mark said.
"please don't kill yourself." Bob said. Jack muttered something and attempted the hand stand. he nailed it for a few moments before he flopped over hard on his back with a grunt. Mark and Wade ran over.
"Jack? Jack are you alright?" Mark ask. Jack muttered slightly.
"me fookin' back." Jack muttered as Mark put the microphone to him. Mark frowned.
"alright, c'mon Wade let's get him on to the couch." Mark muttered. Wade nodded grabbing Jacks feet carefully. Jack groaned.
"oh god, jus' leave me t'die on the floor." Jack groaned.
"we can't do that, it'd make a big mess." Mark replied. the crowd was silent as they lifted Jack and carefully layd him on the couch. "hey, backstage guys, can we get some cold water bottles or an ice pack or something to put on his back?" Mark ask.
"great, drunk triage." Jack muttered.
"the only drunk one here is you Irishboy." Mark replied. Jack huffed a laugh.
"if I was drunk I wouldn' feel the pain." Jack muttered. Mark went and got the icey water bottles and layed them where Jack winced slightly with pain.
"okay are you good Jack?" Mark asks. Jack mutters softly and Mark nods, turning to continue the pannel. "don't worry guys, Jacks going to be just fine." Mark said.
"I beg t'differ." Jack muttered wincing. Mark looked back at him.
"lets see if we can't get less dangerous tweets, you guys backstage are supposed to ensure our safety, not try to kill us." Mark said. the crowd laughed slightly. Mark looked down when a security officer walked over. he knelt down by the officer, who handed him a small ice pack and Warfstache pillow. Mark nodded laughing. "thank you to the person who carries emergency ice packs and to the fan with the pillow." Mark said holding the two up and taking them over to Jack. Jack shifted slightly, leaning back on the pillow with the ice pack pressed to his side. with the pillow proping him up slightly, he could see over the arm rest. he muttered to Mark who laughed and nodded. "Jack says thanks." Mark said. Wade walkedover and layd his jacket over Jack. Jack muttered and layd there.
"okay uh, next question says, Markiplier, I myself couldn't actually be there tonight but my friend is sending this for me as I'm in the hospital, my question for you is how do you not get so nervous when you are in a hospital bed either before or after surgery?" Bob asks. Mark paused a moment.
"well, I never said I didn't get nervous. everyone, I think, in that situation gets nervous, but it's more of before because if you've never had surgery before it's really scary and you're afraid it's going to hurt or you're going to wake up and be in some random place or something like that, and it's very nerve wracking, I know my first surgery I was actually so nervous the doctors could feel it rolling off of me which made them a little nervous. but in the end it'll be alright, uh, I'm sorry you have to be in surgery but your friend is not a very good friend if they're here and not with you, unless like, you ask them to be here, and I'm not saying that your just an awful friend... I think I'm going to shut up, I've answered your question." Mark mutters. "Wade, next question." Mark said.
"it says, Jack my sister loves you so much she named her twin dogs Yolo and Bitches. wow thats weird... uh my question to you is do you get many people commenting stuff like that?" Wade asks. they look back at Jack who mutters.
"oh wait, hold on." Mark said walking over, he turned Jacks mic on. "okay try that again." Mark said.
"had someone comment once t'at t'ey were namin' t'eir hamster Segway Steve." Jack mutters. the crowd laughs.
"how you feeling over there Jack?" Bob asks.
"better I guess." Jack mutters. "but like me back is out of place." Jack grunts.
"oh well I can fix that for you." Mark said. Jack shook his head.
"I'd much rat'er have someone who knows w'at t'ey're doin'." Jack mutters. one of the security men walked to the stage.
"uh, I'm a chiropractor." he said. Mark looked over.
"really?" Mark asks. he nods.
"yeah, well, I used to be, I can fix his back." he said. Mark shrugged and looked at Jack.
"uh, are you alright with that Jack?" Mark asks. Jack nodded slightly. "alright, Wade help him up." Mark said. they got the man up on stage.
"this might hurt a little since this isn't a flat surface." he frowned.
"I can move to the floor." Jack mutters. he shook his head and quickly popped Jack back into place again. Jack yelpped slightly, then winced standing. "ye have no idea how much better t'at feels, so I'm jus' gonna hug ye." Jack mutters, hugging the man. he laughs slightly and hugs back awkwardly. the crowd laughed as they watched the man return to his post.
"just in time Jack, the next question is yours." Bob smiled. Jack looks at the question.
"it says, Mark, why did ye reject Jack when he... popped the question? it says pooped the question, I don' remember shittin' a question." Jack said. everyone laughs. Mark scratches his neck.
"I never heard him poop a question, maybe I should listen from the other end." Mark shrugs. they laugh harder. "next question. uh it says, Bob, can I hug you?" Mark asks.
"I'd rather you didn't." Bob replies. the crowd laughs. "the next question, oh god, Mark will you please, for the love of Septiplier lovers everywhere, kiss Jack?" Bob asks. Mark scratches his neck awkwardly.
"li-like on the cheek or what?" Mark asks.
"I think they meant full on kiss Mark." Bob mutters. Mark swallows hard. Jack stared wide eye at the question, clearly flustered.
"I mean, I could be French and kiss him on the cheek I guess." Mark mutters.
"come on guys, the fans ask now you have to do it." Bob laughs.
"it that was how it worked we'd have fucked on stage years ago." Mark muttered. the crowd laughs. Mark sighed and rolled his eye's grabing Jack, by the front of his hoodie and pulling him roughly, into a soft kiss. after a moment he pulled back. "happy?" Mark asks. the crowd was in a stunned silence for a moment, then someone in the back screamed 'Septiplier away' and the whole crowd went nuts. Mark and Jack stood there awkwardly a moment, Bob and Wade stood stunned.
"well t'ey were gonna find out anyway." Jack muttered softly as he slipped his hand into Marks.
"yeah thats what I thought, but then I was like, who cares if they know. I mean half the world ships it already." Mark laughs softly. Jack laughs cuddling to his side.
"Septiplier away!" Jack shouted. Mark laughs and wraps an arm around him.