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IM SOOO SORRY YALL! Im sorry, sorry, sorry, this month has been so stressed filled, with my grandma moving in, and panic attacks, and school, then I had this chapter written and it DELETED ITSELF!!! Anyways, again, I'm sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Markiplier and Jacksepticeye, they belong to themselves. This is not Septiplier. I know this won't, and can't happen.

Triggers! Im sorry I never said these before. There are slight mentions of Panic attacks and dog attacks. Their not super explicit, but if this can be triggering, either leave or read with caution. Stay safe!

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Mark and Jack were in the living room. Its been about half an hour since their little incident at lunch. Mark had put the dishes in the sink. He didn't want to wash them at the moment, having felt to lazy.

Him and Jack were watching TV, with Jack quietly munching on his cookie, which was once again positioned on his lap. Everything was quiet, peaceful..

When suddenly, Mark sat straight up from his relaxed position on the couch. " CRAP!! " He yells, as he shoots up on to his feet.

Jack jumps in shock and surprise, causing his cookie to tumble off his lap. He looks over at Mark, who's carding his hands through his hair. Before he can sprint off, Jack pipes in.

" Mar-Mark? " Mark pauses for a second, and looks over to Jack. " Whats wrong? " he asks, noticing the panic flitting across his face. " I left Chica outside, shes been out there for hours! " " Who's Chica? " " My dog! "

And with that, he sprints off.

' Dog? ' Jack thinks, a shudder running through him. He doesn't have the best experiences with dogs..

After that thought, he can hear the slight groan from the back door, then the ' clack clack clack ' from the doggos nails. " Oh, Chica, baby girl, I'm so sorry! " Mark says.

' That sure sounds like a big dog.. ' Jack thinks nervously. Jacks suspicions were soon proven correct when Mark comes into the room, fingers hooked onto the puppers collar. Chica soon notices him, and yips excidedly.

Jack freezes up when he notices her attention, and scitters back a few inches. I mean, yes she's cute, but she could hurt, or even KILL him, weather accidentally or not..

When Chica is able to drag Mark fowards a bit, Jack cringes. He grabs the hem of his shirt, and stars wringing it. He casts panicked, fearful glances Mark's way.

Luckily, Mark notices.

" No, Chica, no! Calm down, be good! " Mark says, hoping Chica will listen.

She doesn't. Apparently, she doesn't want to be a good girl.

She yips and barks, clawing and pushing against Mark's hold on her with all her strength. Mark tries to hold onto her. He goes to wrap an arm around her, to hold her still, but his grip lossens for just a second..

And that's when Chica makes her escape.

Jack cries out in terror, and scrambles back on the pillow. He ends up tumbling off the back, wedging himself in between the pillow and the back of the couch.

Chica makes it to the pillow within a second, sniffing and snuffling at the pillow. Jack burrows under the pillow. He presses his hands against his mouth, and shuts his eyes tight, begging himself to please not make any noises. He know Chica can smell him, but he's hoping that if he doesn't make any noises, she won't find him..

Yeah, Chica had other plans. She sticks her nose under the pillow, causing a scream to make its way past his lips. Flashes from when a women sicked her dog on him flashed before his eyes. The howling, the ransed breath, the feeling of teeth digging into him, only escaping because he had a tooth pick to help him climb up mounds of dirt to get to the womens garden..

Its suprising this all happened within a matter of seconds. Mark gets to Chica, and starts scolding her. " No Chica, bad girl! I said no! " Mark says, as he grabs her collar once more. She lays her ears back, and looks up at him, puppy dogs out and ready.

After a moment of holding his stern exterior, it cracks. Mark gives a small smile of fondness, and gives her a quick pat on the head. Mark looks to the pillow, and frowns. He can see small vibrations coming from the pillow, or should he say, from the small Irish borrower hiding under the pillow. He hopes this didn't mess Jack up to much.

" Jack? " No response, though Jack does notice the concern in his tone. " Jack, I'm so sorry about what happened. Chicas strong, and she got away from me. I know your scared, but I swear she wouldn't hurt you. Can you please come out? "

A quiet whimper answers him. With a plan he just came up with to follow, he sits down next to the pillow, slowly. He reaches over, and grips the edge of plush cushion. " Im going to move the pillow now, OK Jack? " No response, Mark took that as a yes.

Jack can feel when the pillow raises up off him, and presses himself into the cushions of the couch.

Chica, now sensing the fear ( which they can. Dogs can tell what your feeling, be it happiness, anger, or sadness. I think they can smell the chemicals that make up your emotions? Idk I read that from somewhere.. ) radiating from Jack, sets her head down on Marks lap.

Mark reaches over, and taps Jack's back. " Hey, it's OK, it's ok buddy. Chica was just excited. She's calm now, look. " Mark says. Jack glances up, and sees Chica staring at him. Her tail is wagging twenty miles a minute, but she doesn't move.

Jack, hesitantly, sits up, but doesnt move from his spot pressed againt the couch cushions. It's a start.

Chica raises her head in interest when Jack sits up, but rests her head back on Mark's lap after a moment. " Good girl.. " Mark mumbles to her, and gently stratches behind her ears. He thought she was going to try and sniff at Jack again there, for a moment. Chica glances up at Mark for a moment, before her attention flicks back to Jack.

" Alright, Jack, I have two choices for you. One, we can keep Chica in here, and you can get to know her. Or, I can put her in my room for now. Which one would you prefer. "

Jack chews on the inside of his cheek. He wants to get to know Chica, he really does, but all he can think of it that other dog, the pain, and fear, and, and..

" Ple-please put her in your room.. " Jack asks quietly, as he lowers he head. Mark nods a bit, even though Jack can't see him do so. " OK, that's OK, good job, thank you for telling me. " Mark says.

He then stands up, and hooks his fingers on Chicas collar. " Come on, Chica. " He says, and she willingly follows. As an after though, Mark grabs her food and water. He situates her in his room, and sets her food and water down where she will see them.

On the way back to the living room, Mark starts thinking. ' Why am I so concerned for Jack? I mean, yes, he's a person, and he's scared, and I HATE seeing people scared, but I just met him.. '

Then he gets back to the living room, sees Jack, and realizes why. Jack had pulled his knees up to his chest while Mark was gone, his head still tilted down. ' It's because he's so.. Small. So vulnerable looking. It makes me want to protect him. '

" Hey, you OK? " Mark asks, ad he stands next to the couch. Jack nods, still not looking up. " Yeah, yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks. "

Mark frowns, knowing that Jack is lying. He wants to ask him what happened, why was he so, so terrified of Chica? What happened to him to cause so much fear?

But he wouldn't. Jack would tell him when he was ready. Hopefully.

" I'm sorry I freaked out on you and your pup, Mark. " Jack says, and he picks his sleeves. " It's fine Jack, really. Anyone would be scared of a giant dog bounded up to them. " Mark says, reassuringly. ' Maybe not that much, but still. '

Jack glances up at him, shock flitting across his features. Mark.. Wasn't mad? Or frustrated with him? He looks back down.

Then an idea comes to Mark. " You know what? I think you deserve something better than that cookie for having to go through such a scare. Hold on a sec. " Mark says, as he walks to the kitchen, leaving a very confused Jack in the living room.

Mark gets to the kitchen, and walks over to the freezer. He opens the door, reaches in, and grabs the container filled with his vanilla ice cream.

With a smile, he sets the ice-cream on ths counter, and grabs the bottle cap that worked as Jack's plate at lunch. Quickly rinsing it out, he gets a spoon, and puts some on to the cap, when he realizes something.

He doesn't have a spoon for Jack. ' Maybe he has one in his pack? ' Mark thinks, as he remembers the small little backpack in his pocket

After putting away the ice cream, he gentle picks up the cap, and walked back into the living room. He sets it down on the table next to the couch, than sits down next to Jack again.

" Question.. Do you have a spoon your backpack? " Mark asks. This catches Jack's attention. He looks up at Mark. " My backpack? Do you have my backpack? " Jack asks. Mark nods, grabs his pack, and hands it to Jack. " Yeah, I found it earlier. "

Jack takes the pack, and lifts that lid that was heald down by a big button he had sewn on. Glancing over the contest, he sighs contently when he sees everything is still in there. With a nod, he says " I have a spoon. I keep stuff like that in here in case I have to find a new home before I can grab all by stuff. " With that, he fishes around his pack, and takes out a spoon.

Mark smiles, and grabs the cap filled with the sweet, sugary desert. " Good, try this! It tastes amazing, I swear. " Mark says, as he gives the ice cream to Jack.

Jack hesitantly takes the ice cream, and sniffs at it for a moment, a habit he learned when he almost ate rat poison. He can feel the chill of the sinking through the plastic.

He then scoops up a small ( Hah, get it?! Small?! ) spoonful, and takes a bite.

A hum of satisfaction makes it's way past his lips. " This is so good! What is it? " Jack asks, as he scoops up a bigger spoon full.

Mark's jaw drops in shock. " You've never had ice cream before?! " Mark asks, purposely exaggerating his shock a bit. Jack gulps down his spoonful, then nods. " Well, your going to get plenty here, let me tell ya! " Mark says, satisfied when he sees Jack smile.

When Jack finishes his ice cream, he looks up at Mark, a sheepish look taking over his features. He holds up his bottle cap, and asks, " Hey, Mark? Can, can I have more? "

Mark nods, and takes the cap from him. " Yeah, sure! " Mark says, as he heads to the kitchen to get the borrower more ice cream.

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Thank you all so much for the encouragement you've given me

And for being so patient.

I hope you enjoyed the story, I'm sorry its so bad again. I had major writers block. If anyone could leave some suggestions on what to do with this story, or simply what you want to see, leave a comment here or in my inbox.

You can find chapter one here and chapter two here. If the links don't come up, please tell me :)

If you see any spelling mistakes, or if I wrote Mark wrong, tell me and I'll have it fixed.

SEE YA LATER MY SKELETURTLES! 🐢🐢

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SECOND CHAPTER IS HERE

IM AWAKE, IM ALIVE!! Im so sorry I haven’t put this chapter up sooner! I have no real excuse other than, extreme writers block. Im sure this chapter will be extreme crap. Out of character. Unrealistic. Confusing. Im sorry for that.

I’d like to send a thank a thank you to the people who left a note in my previous chapter

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A SPECIAL thank you to @pitkin-13 for that extremely kind message you sent! It really helped and made me work harder to finish this story!

If I tagged someone wrong and YOU are not the person who left the lovely note/like, tell me and I’ll remove it and tag the actual person.

Disclaimer: This is note a ship fic. I know this won’t, and cant happen. Jacksepticeye and Markiplier are their own people ( CHECK EM OUT IF YA HAAAVVVEEENT ) ON TO THE STORY!

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Mark was sitting on the couch. He had the TV going, but at a low volume. He didn’t want to wake the little borrower sleeping near him. Mark couldn’t stop thinking about what just happened. ’ The poor guy, he was so scared. I know he said people always hurt borrowers and stuff, but.. He just seemed too scared to only be thinking of the possibilities. Did something happen to him before? Am I over thinking this? ’

Mark looks over at Jack. He looked so peaceful, all curled up in a loose ball, his head resting on his arm. ’ Yeah, probably.. And if I’m not, I’m sure he’ll tell me about it once he trusts me.. If he ever trusts me. ’ He thinks. Mark looks over at the cookie, and smiles. ’ Man, the bite marks are so small.. He’s so small. It’s so cute, like the tiny bite marks of a kitten ’ ( No, this is not meant as a way to ship them )

He then turns his attention back to the TV, until he hears a small noise. He looks over, the corners of his mouth dipped down. Jack was tossing and turning, small little whimpers and whines escaping from the back of his throat. He was mumbling.. something. Mark couldn’t tell what.

He reaches his hand over, and gently scoops Jack up. He doesn’t want to wake him unless its absolutely necessary. He starts rubbing Jack’s back with his thumb again. That seemed to calm him down before, and if it doesn’t work, he’ll wake him up. ( I do this with my dog Harley. I’ll wake up to him whimpering and moving all around in his sleep. So I’ll pet his head or back, which calms him down. I also did this with my little sister. )

Mark happily realizes that it’s working. Jack slowly settles down, and once again peacefully sleeps. Mark smiles, and cups Jack against his chest. Jack seems to be reaching for something, or trying to find something. Mark quirks an eyebrow, and with his opposite hand, rests his pointer finger infront of Jack. Jack quickly finds his finger, and grabs on to it. He wraps his arms around Marks finger, and curls around it slightly.

“ Aww.. ” Mark coos quietly. Hey, look, it doesn’t matter how masculine you are, you’d coo to! Mark then looks back to the TV, happily holding the borrower as he reassuringly rubs his back.

-Time skip-

Its been about three hours since the little incident in the kitchen. He let go of his finger after about an hour ago, and Mark would on and off rub Jacks back.

Jack begins to wake up. He shuffles around a bit in Marks hand, and sits up. He rubs at his eyes, a yawn emitting from him. Jack looks around for a moment, his eyes still blurred. When they focus, Jack feels his nerves fire up. Why was he in someones hand? Who’s holding him? Why-

His memories choose then to surface, and once they do Jack feels himself relaxing. He let’s out a sigh of relief, and looks up at Mark.

Mark was looking down at Jack with a big smile. He completely stopped rubbing the borrowers back. Jack really wasn’t helping him get rid of the ’ He’s cute like a kitten ’ thought. Jack smiles back up at him nervously. ’ Hey Mark, um.. Why are ya holdin me? “ he asks, raising an eyebrow a bit.

” Well.. “ Mark says, as he brings up his opposite hand to scratch the back of his head, ” You seemed to have been having a nightmare. I remembered how my rubbing your back seemed to help you calm down earlier, so I scooped ya up and.. Yeah. Here we are

“

Mark doesn’t tell him how he had held on to his finger. He didn’t want to embarrass the poor guy. Jack gives a small nod. ” Oh. Alright. “ After a moment of silence, awkward for the borrower and comfortable for the human, Jack looks up at Mark. He tugs on his sleeve to get the humans attention. Mark looks down at him.

” Can you put me down..? “ Jack asks, a bit of hesitancy in his tone. Mark smiles, and with a nod, sets his hand on the couch. He tilts his hand, which lets Jack slide off his hand. ” Imma make some food, OK? “ Mark asks. Jack gives a nod. He feels hope that Mark will give him food as well, but he quickly squishes it out. He was lucky that Mark hasn’t killed him, even let him eat a bit of his cookie. He shouldn’t- ” Do you want any? I mean, all I’d have to do is take a bit of my own food, so. “

Jack’s eyes widen in surprise, and he looks up at Mark. He gives a small nod. ” Um, yeah, yes, please. “ Jack says, and smiles. Mark smiles back. ” Alright, I’ll be right back Jack. “ Mark says, and smiles bigger. ” That rymed! “ He says, as he fists pumps. Jack chuckles, and sits down criss-cross-apple-sauce. Mark does to the kitchen

-Marks pov-

Mark starts up the stove, and pulls out ingredients to make some home made pancakes. Cause who doesnt like pancakes? He goes to the fridge, planning on pulling out some bacon, when something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye. In confusion, Mark turns to the object. He picks it up, and inspects it. It was a tiny backpack.

’ This must be Jack’s. ’ Mark thinks. After a quick once over of the counter, he sees Jack’s makeshift graveling hook. He picks it up by the hook. Mark then sets all Jack’s stuff in his pocket, and goes back to the fridge, cause he didn’t forget about that bacon.

-Time skip-

Mark walks back to the living room. He’s carrying his plate, along with a bottle cap with bits of bacon and pancakes for Jack

” Hey Jack, I got us some-OH MY GOSH! “ Mark says, as he sees Jack dangling off the side table by the couch. Mark quickly drops the food on the table, and sprints over to Jack. He puts his hand under Jack, quickly picking him up. He gently pinches Jack’s hand between his fingers, inspecting the little burrower.

When he was content in knowing Jack was alright, he sighs in relief.

” Jack, what the heck were you doing? You could have fallen and gotten hurt! “ Mark says, sterness and frustration in his tone. He wasn’t mad at Jack, just concerned.. But Jack didn’t see it that way, because why would anyone be concerned for him? Atleast, that’s what Jack thought.

Jack hadn’t meant to make Mark mad, he just got curious when he saw something he couldn’t make out on the side table, but he lost his balance. But now Marks mad at Jack. Now he wont let Jack eat, he won’t be nice and he’ll be mean just like the last lady, because why would it be any different?

Jack flinches, and curls in on himself. His whole body shakes. Although, Mark doesnt notice just yet. �� You should have waited! What if you had fallen and I’d stepped on you?! “ Jack whimpers at at Marks words, tears slipping down his cheeks. Mark’s right. He’s so stupid, he should have waited, just like Mark said.

” You have to be more careful! Or next ti- “ Jack had stopped being able to hear him, and let out a heart wrenching wail. His mind was plagued with fears and scenarious he thought would happen. He didn’t want to be hurt again!

Mark pauses in his scolding, his eyes widening in shock. Jack was crying loudly, trembling and shaking his head back and forth quickly. ” Im sor- Im sorry! I didn’t mean to-to! I saw somthin and-and I wanted to know wha-what it was and lost my balance-ance and-and- “ Jack gets interrupted by another sob. ” I didn’t mean to make ya mad! It was stu-stupid and I’m sorry, just please don be mad- don hurt- “

Jack cries interrupt him once more, and he just stops trying. He won’t get out of this. Of course he’d still hurt him, he deserves it. It’ll be just like it was with that mean lady, always getting hurt and punished over him doing stupid things, and he deserves it because he’s an idiot.

While these thoughts kept flying threw Jacks head, drilled in from living at that horrible womans house and being her ’ pet ’, Marks heart felt like it was being crushed by a boulder. His chest had felt like it was sinking throughout Jacks whole speech, and gosh was his heart wrenched. He didn’t know what to do for the little borriwer in his hand, who was tugging at the hem of his own shirt, whimpering and tucking himself into himself.

Mark goes to rub his back, but hesitates. What if he scares him more than he already has? Although, when another tear jerking sob escapes the poor Irish borrower, Mark makes up his mind. He sits down, and sets a pillow in his lab. He sets the hand holding Jack down on the pillow, and reaches over to grab the cookie. That seemed to comfort Jack before.

Mark slowly, tentatively, stretches his thumb over to slowly, gently rub Jacks back. He feels Jack stiffen, flinch, then sob louder. Mark cringes at this, he doesn’t want Jack to be scared. But he had to prove he wasn’t going to hurt him..

Mark gently puts Jack on the pillow, good. That helped a bit. ” Jack, Jack, please listen. Im not mad, Im not mad, I was just concerned. Just scared. I don’t want you to get hurt. It scared me seeing you hanging there, but I didn’t mean to scare you. Im not going to hurt you, OK? Its OK, it’s OK I promise. “

Mark goes into mumbling quiet reassurances. It takes awhile, an hour actually, but it happens. Mark had kept up his rubbing, his reassurances. The cookie was near by, and their lunch ( of pancakes and bacon, yes yes, I know ) was cold, but Jack was calming down.

” I.. I really am sorry .. It wa- “ ” No, Jack, stop. I overreacted because I was scared, don’t apologize.. “ Mark says. He grabs the little bottle cap full of lunch ( brunch? ), and sets it by Jack. He knudges the cookie closer to Jack. ” Go on now, eat. The food is a bit.. Cold.. But it’s food right? “ Mark asks. Jack nods, and slowly reaches for his food.

What a great way to start lunch

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What did I tell you? Crap. This chapter is shorter than the first one, sorry for that :/

Please tell me of any major errors you’d like me to fix!

Thank you for reading this chapter! If you LIKED it, leave a note below, and I’ll make sure to start on the third chapter!

See ya later my Skeleturtles!

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Edit- The third chapter can be found here!!

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