Sean was your average teenager, he spent a lot of his time holed up in his room playing video games, he was 18 years of age. Nothing major in his life had happened up to this point. He graduated from college with his diploma in graphic design and development. He was quite content with his life, he had a loving mother and things couldn't get any better. They were moving from Ireland soon to America because Jack had been offered a job in helping out create a new game and his mum was transferring to a new school to teach music. Life was peachy! He had a small YouTube channel called Jacksepticeye so a lot of the people in the online knew him as Jack, he preferred that anyway.
"Sean!" his mother chimed from out her window he was sat in his little hut playing Spyro the nostalgia wad real.
"Coming Ma!" I shouted putting Spyro on pause and heading over to the main house I opened the door and my senses were engulfed with freshly baked cake and cookies. Jack's mum was an amazing music teacher and her baking skills were perfection. He drooled slightly following the scent into the kitchen where his mother was stood washing her hands her face with bits of cookie dough stuck to it I chuckled. "what's up Ma?" I smiled seating himself opposite her at the breakfast bar. "Ah there you are son" she smiled and walked over to Jack cuddling her pride and joy. She loved Jack more than anything in the world and this new opportunity in America was going to be special for the both of them. "Have you packed all of your things? We leave tomorrow" Jack bowed his head in shame "N...Not yet when I was packing I found Spyro remember it was the first and last gift Dan brought me before he left for California?" she nodded her head and sighed "Well we must pack everything the men are coming around tomorrow to take our stuff to the new house." Our new house would be like this one except there's a studio and recording booth with soundproof walls she chose especially for me for when I record my videos because she knows how loud I can be. I got up from the chair "Sorry Ma I'll go pack it away" I was excited new start in a new place maybe I'll actually make some friends there maybe find love. I mean that was at the back of my mind but it'd be nice to have a new companion. I excused myself from the kitchen and went back to the hut to pack the rest of my stuff "Sorry Spyro" I murmured saving the game and disconnecting my PlayStation and placing it in bubble wrap and turning to start on my television when a message pinged on my phone. I sighed it's probably another spam message or a twitter response. I unlocked my phone screen and it was YouTube. I clicked on the notification, YouTube recommended other YouTube channels for me to look at I'd subscribed to Game Grumps because my old best friend now Co-played on it, I'm sure he doesn't remember me but I'm going to try and reconnect with him at some point. MARKIPLIER was the words that showed up on my phone I was dubious at first but I clicked on him anyway. I decided to watch him play Amnesia the dark decent. Hello everybody my names Markiplier and welcome to another episode of amnesia a machine of pigs. I smiled and watched him shriek when he got jumpscared he was cute I finished the video and put my phone away and continued to wrap my television up. After about an hour of fighting with the bubble wrap to stay I decided to do a quick update vlog about my moving and told them about the fight I had with the bubble wrap. Well thank you guys so much for watching if you liked this video PUNCH THAT LIKE BUTTON IN THE FACE LIKE A BOSS! High fives all round WAPISH WAPISH thank you guys and I'll see all you dudes in the next video!! I ended the vlog and uploaded it to YouTube and left the Hut and returned to the house to find ma was wrapping the cakes and cookies. "what you doing ma?" I asked setting myself down again at the breakfast bar. "Oh I'm sending these to the neighbours to thank them for having us and apologise for all the noise you made" she scolded me lightly. I smiled "Sowwie" and helped her take the cakes and cookies round the neighbours on our street.