Two bros and The Internet

•Chapter 3•

[Writers note]:

Sorry guys! I'm a bit of an idiot and decided to change what perspective this story is written in probably for the rest of the story. This is just so I can easily show Mark and Sean's emotions and thoughts. Hope this doesn't put you off reading! ;-;

[Mark's POV]

"We need to talk."

I felt my face heat up and placed my grilled cheese sandwich down.

"What's wrong, babe?" I asked her.

"I love you, I really do, but I understand that you are busy with your career, and that can get in the way of our alone time. I mean, you haven't talked to me in 3 days!"

I felt really guilty. I loved Amy but knew where she was coming from.

"I-I'm sorry Amy. I understand if..."

"My bags are in the driveway. I'm going to go live at my friend's. Don't worry about me. I'd rather we didn't keep in contact if that's ok? I'd like to start anew."

Oh god. She's breaking up with me. I'm legit the worst boyfriend on earth. I shouldn't have gotten myself into this. I thought,  eyes watering. "B-Bye Amy."

"Bye Mark." She replied disheartened. She left the room, the house, and my life and simply slammed the door behind her. I want to punch the wall so hard, but instead eat my grilled cheese because I was damn hungry and it was hella fucking delicious.

That's it. I'm getting myself together. I can't stand being an internet slob anymore. I raced up the stairs and had a thorough shower. I shampooed my hair and had a shave (not in the shower, obviously). I decided to have a full-body shave instead of just shaving my face, and felt much cleaner for it. Then I packed a bag of gym clothes and headed to the gym.

As soon as I walked in, I felt a bit intimidated. It was my first time in weeks, so I would need to get used to the machinery again. I heard a heavy grunting behind me and noticed a face I didn't recognise. There was a dude, just a bit taller than me, with short curly hair, glasses and light brown eyes. He was running on the treadmill. I noticed him press the stop button and come off the machine.

"Uhh hey. You new here?" I ask the guy. I see someone, much taller, come up behind him and place a heavy hand on the other guy's shoulder with a laugh.

"How are ya doing Bobberoonie?" The tall guy yells cheerfully.

"Go away, Wade..." Bob grunts. So I'm assuming these guys are called Bob and Wade.

"Hi. I'm Mark." I say as Wade cocks his head sideways and points his thumb towards me and gives Bob a semi-curious, semi-suspicious look.

"Hi, Mark. I'm Wade and this is Bob. We only started coming here a few days ago." He replied cheerfully. "We just got here actually, wanna do some sick lifts together?" He asks.

"Aha...I haven't hit the weights in weeks. I've actually been busy.. playing video games.." I muttered the last part with a cringe, realising how stupid it sounded.

"Oh, you play video games?" Bob asks with a laugh.

Nervously I rub my arm behind my neck and give an awkward laugh. "Yeah... I do it as a career on YouTube... M-Markiplier..."

"Oh cool!! You're the guy who just hit 10 Million subscribers, right?" Wade and Bob say in unison.

"Y-Yeah. Thanks, guys. I can give you my phone number if you wish to play video games sometimes?" They nodded and we exchanged phone numbers. I spent a good 3 hours at the gym before me and the guys decided to retire. I found out they also have channels: Muyskerm and LordMinion777. I decided to give them a shoutout on my Twitter. I also dropped Sean a shout out because I felt like it. I had about 8 Million more subscribers more than him and thought it would be nice for him to wake up in the morning with an extra few hundred subscribers.

It was about 8 pm before I got home from Walmart with my groceries. I decided to make my own meal instead of getting take-out like normal. I got to work in the kitchen making a small serving of lasagne. After I finished I had a brief shower to wash the gym sweat off of my body and head to my bedroom.

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[Sean's POV]

I leaned over to my nightstand and turned off my alarm. It was 7 am so I decided to go make myself some pancakes with some whipped cream. It didn't taste the best, but it was suitable enough for me. I hear a knock at my front door. "Who'd be visiting at this time in the morning?" I groan and place my plate in the sink. I head to the front door in my pyjamas and open it a bit. Ugh. An Ups delivery guy. I thought I changed my address for fangirls. -_-

I sign the delivery guy's inspection note thing and grab the small box in his hand. I close the front door and walk into the kitchen while unboxing the item. There was a cool white mug with the letters 'UNT' on the mug, with the handle as a C shape. I laugh to myself and read the card out of the bottom of the box. I opened it and see a happy birthday note from my brother, Malcolm. He's so cool. There is also a subscription card for Toys'r'us. Haha, reeeaaal funny Malcolm.

I walk into the kitchen and craft a black coffee and take a huge big sip like the Irishman I am. I head to my bedroom, get changed, then go into my office and sit down at my computer. As soon as I open YouTube I nearly fall out of my chair. I have 6.5 Million subs??? What the hell!?? I go on Twitter and notice that both Markiplier and a YouTuber called PewDiePie had given me shout outs. I nearly screamed my arse off and texted Mark.

J- Yo! The fuck?? How did I gain 4.5 Million overnight?? Did you seriously give me a shout out dude?

M- Haha, I see you're awake now. Thought you might enjoy some new viewers, but I honestly wasn't expecting this many people to come and follow you. I'm happy for you. :)

J- Well thanks, Mark. I actually really really appreciate it. I'm about to head out to buy some hair supplies. What kind of stuff did you use when dying yours?

M- Oh, it's called a barber. It cost me about $200 but you can get it done for a fair bit cheaper.

J- Thanks. I'll send a picture once done.

I headed out and bought some groceries and snacks. I'm trying to cut down on snacks, but whenever I see Reece's cups, it's extremely difficult to resist. I just bought one or two snacks and mainly stocked up on healthy meals. Then I headed out to the salon to get my hair dyed. When I opened the door to the salon, there was only one person there.

"Hello, Miss," I say and walk up to the counter. She stops typing in the computer and looks up with a bright smile on her face.

"Hello! Would you like to book an appointment?" She asks in a cheery voice. I smile and nod, explaining how I'd like to get a shave and cut.

I sat in the chair and she got me set up. It was less than half an hour later when she finally let me know it was finished and I took a look in the mirror.