((Hello everyone I am finally back! So I'm sorry I took so long to write and post the sequel to this thing, but I'm here now, and I will try to update as quick as possible. However it may not be every day as I now have a friend who will be editing for me, which takes time. So thank you for your patience! :) Anyway this sequel follows the happy ending from the last book, the other two endings were just alternates, so I hope you enjoy, I'll stop rambling now :)  P.S. Sorry the first chapter is a bit short, the others will be longer.))

Jack and Mark had been dating since confessing their love, which had happened about five months ago, right after the whole... incident. They had told their closest friends, including Felix, Ken, Wade, and Bob. However, they kept it a secret from their fans and had their friends do the same.

The Septiplier fandom was already crazy enough, last thing they needed was to feed it even more. Though Jack had moved in with Mark, simply telling everyone he hasn't found an apartment yet as an excuse, yet he had already triggered the Septiplier shippers.

Of course Jack living with Mark meant more and more collabs. One almost every day, which made the fan base happy as ever. Both men had seemingly disappeared during the whole Anti and Dark fiasco, but they excused that as the internet not working, keeping Dark and Anti just between them, not even telling their close friends about that.

"And as always I will see you... in the next video. Buh Bye!"

Mark finishes, both him and Jack waving to the camera. Once the camera turns off, Mark sighs tiredly, as Jack still jumped up and down, excited as always. It made Mark wonder sometimes how he had so much energy, it had begun to tire him out, but Jack was hyper no matter what.

Of course Mark didn't mind, it was nice to see the Irish man so happy after all that had happened. It almost seemed like he had forgotten, though through the façade Jack still thought about it.

Mark couldn't blame him, especially the way Dark smiled, being forced into the darkness, the way he laughed, it still haunted Mark. Though for his sake, and Jack's, he kept the memory away, not mentioning it if possible.

Though the tension was thick most of the time, both men wanted to talk about the incident, but found it best not too, so the silence grew, as did the tension between the two.

"Hey Mark, do you want to get some food?"

Jack asks suddenly, snapping Mark out of his thoughts. Mark looks at the green haired man, and smiles pushing his thoughts away and nods.

"Sure where do you want to go?"

Mark questions, he himself not minding where they went.

"KFC! KFC!"

The Irish man chants excitedly. Mark laughs and stands up stretching.

"Alright alright, let's go."

Mark chuckles. He walks out of the bedroom door, followed by Jack. The green haired man watches him, staring at the back of his dyed red hair, a hint of worry to his gaze. After they had finished recording Mark got lost in his thoughts, he looked worried, sad, pained even.

It didn't take a mind reader to know what was going through his head. In fact Jack wasn't even hungry at the moment, which was a shock. But he needed to do something to get Mark out of his mind, to make him smile. Seeing the one you loved sad, was simply heart breaking.

After about half an hour, the two men sat in the small KFC, sharing a fairly large bucket of chicken. Neither of them were quiet, the conversation flowed from games, to YouTube, to other random topics.

As Mark was in the middle of a sentence, his phone buzzes, interrupting him. He looks down at it and his face almost instantly lights up. Jack leans over the table curiously, wondering what made him so happy all of the sudden.

"What is it?"

The green haired man questions, tilting his head slightly, straining to see the screen. Mark lifts up the phone to show him the screen, it was a text from Felix, or more commonly known, Pewdiepie.

Ken and I want to head over to LA, but we couldn't find a hotel.

The text read. Jack leans back and smiles a bit, his blue eyes grow excited.

"What if they stayed with us? You have a guest room open now."

Jack suggests. Mark nods slightly, he and Jack had begun simply sharing a room, leaving the empty guest room, perfect. He quickly texts the Swedish man back.

I have an extra room if you want to stay with me and Jack, you and Ken might have to share a room though.

The response comes almost instantly, the reply making Mark smile once again.

That's fine with me. We'll see you guys in a few days!

~~~~~~In Brighton~~~~~~~~

Over in Brighton, the blonde haired man smiles down at his phone screen, though the smile wasn't happy, it was mischievous, and his blue eyes were stained an unnatural sickening shade of green.

Buy your tickets, Dark... We're going to LA.

The man sends a text to the man in his phone labeled 'Ken'. The blonde turns his phone off and stands up beginning to pack the necessities that he may need as he mumbles to himself, making his mischievous smile grow dark.

"See you soon, Jack'a'Boy...."