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Stuck - 1 (Darkiplier X Reader X Antisepticeye)

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Published: Aug 15, 2017

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  You were hanging out with Mark and Jack. It was just a little get together. They were on the couch and Mark was showing Jack some kind of old game that he liked. You were just on your laptop flipping through Wikipedia pages or scrolling through your social media on the chair adjacent to the couch.

  A message came in. No name, no picture. Just the words "Let's have a little fun."

  You cursed under your breath and furrowed your brow. You tried to close the message but you just kept getting an error. "What the hell?"

  Mark and Jack looked over at you.

  "Everything alright?" Mark looked a bit concerned at your expression.

  "This weird message popped up and.." You trailed off as you continued clicking close. "I can't seem to close it." sighing you slouched back on the chair.

  "Let me take a look at it for ya." Mark got up from the couch and knelt down next to the chair looking at your laptop.

  "Hmm..maybe" he grabbed the laptop and suddenly you felt a pulse of electricity. All your muscles tensed up and your vision went blurry. You blacked out.

  You woke up in the same room. No, this wasn't the same. Everything seemed false. Like it was systematically placed. Two cold hands covered your eyes.

  "Welcome to Hell, my dear. Wanna guess who?" A shiver ran down your spine. That was definitely Marks voice but it wasn't him.

  "Mark?" You questioned.

  "Close, but no dice. My name is Darkiplier." He removed his hands and you were still sitting in the chair. You looked over and Jack was laying with his feet kicked up on the table.

  "Mornin' to ya, lass! The name's Antisepticeye." A grin stretched across his face. One eye glowed a lime green, the other his usual baby blue. This didn't make any sense.

  "What..what's wrong with you guys?" Mark had moved and was now standing in front of you with his hands gently placed together. Jack giggled.

  "Well what isn't wrong with us??" He seemed like he was having too much fun.

  "What am I doing here?" You still weren't exactly sure where you even were.

  "We would love to answer but that was actually the question we had for you." He stepped closer placing his hands on the arms of the chair, trapping you.

  "What do you mean??" you suddenly got defensive. "I didn't ask to come here! I don't even know where here is!"

  "Darling, this is our neck of the deep dark woods mommy and daddy always warned you about. The little abandoned town after a disaster. The place dreams go to die and ghosts go to thrive." He had been leaning in closer as he seemed to get more irritated.

  "Hey! Back off, Mark!" You lightly pushed him back. His eyes flashed with rage and his grip on the chair made it almost break, but then he paused.

  "Listen. Dear." His voice was hushed and you could feel his breath. "I'm sure it's not hard to get it right. It's just one letter. Dark. Maybe that will be...Simpler for you. He is not me." Dark stood back and ran his hand through his hair, calming down.

  "I-I'm sorry. I didn't know. Where are they then?" You furrowed your brow and tried looking like you were genuinely sorry.

  "Most likely in their own reality while you are here. With us." He stated plainly.

  "Whe-how do I get back?" A small panic ran through you.

  "Who knows. We don't even have a clue how ye got here." Anti finally spoke up. He stood up and walked over to you.

  "Looks like ye get to bunk with us. I'm sure ye rather sleep with me, am I right?" He planted his foot onto the arm of the chair giving you a very....risque view. You felt the hairs on your neck stand up until Dark hit Anti's foot causing him to fall, killing the "mood". Anti glared at Dark.

  "WhAt ThE fOcK!" He screamed at Dark, voice glitching.

  "I uh I think I'll be fine on the couch." You stifled your laughter with a hand to your mouth.

  "Actually, this place is a little different than your reality. We can create and destroy anything here. Well, that's not living." Dark ignored Anti as he continued. "So you actually have a room. Right down the hall."

  "Oh..Okay, thank you." You were a little surprised at how much nicer Dark seemed to get from just a few minutes ago.

  "Please. Do try to make an effort to make your way home." He seemed slightly aggravated for some reason out of the blue.

  "No idea why I would want to stay." You stood up. "Which door?"

  "Up the stairs, second door on the right. Mine is the first on the right. Now. I have some...business to attend to so don't be bothering me." Dark walked off almost rushed.

  Anti gave you a wink. You rolled your eyes and walked off too.

  The stairs creaked on the third step up. Of course they were such big bad scary demon guys that could create and destroy anything but can't make things not fucked up. Your room was pretty plain but you soon found out the walls were paper thin. You heard Dark next door yelling obscenities. You paused for a second debating whether you should listen in for anything interesting. You decided not to. There was a desk, a bed, and a bookshelf, and dresser in the room. There wasn't any clothes in the closet or drawers. There were a few books on the shelf but it had a lot of blank space. It felt lonely. Blank.

  You laid on the bed, it was surprisingly comfy. You drifted off.

  When you woke up it didn't feel like any time had passed but it was dark outside. You weren't sure how long you would be here so you wanted to make the room a little more home-like.

  "I wonder if the same rules apply.." You closed your eyes and concentrated on putting a better bedspread on your bed and a couple posters on your wall. Opening them, you found that it had actually worked...kinda. the colors were off and they looked glitched almost. It was kinda neat though. You'd get better. This could be a way to get home.

  Your stomach growled. Oh right. Food. Time to venture out of the room.

  You opened your door and peaked out. The light under Dark's door indicated he was still awake. Best not bother him. You had to guess that Anti's room was the room right across from yours. The light was off. Maybe he was asleep. You walked down stairs and avoided the third step. You flipped the light on. The kitchen was a pretty open area with an island in the middle. There. The fridge stood in the corner. Opening it up you grabbed the milk out and set it on the counter. Now to find the bowls and cereal.. After some time you finally got your bowl together and walked to the living room.

  Ohhhh a horror movie would be awesome! You put on a random one you had never seen with a cheesy title just for laughs. You. Were. Wrong. It had you sitting there with your knees up to your chin and a blanket wrapped around you for safety. Then the lights flickered. What the shit? You looked around the room checking to make sure you were safe. Oh god. You didn't realize how bad you had to pee. You brought your blanket for safety as you tried to find the bathroom. It was probably downstairs since the rooms were upstairs and there weren't any other doors up there.

  You walked down the hall and the first door was on the right. Turned out that was a closet...Next door. You opened it up and flipped the light on. This wasn't the bathroom but you did almost pee in there. It was Anti's room. You turned the light off and shut the door. Almost immediately the door opened again.

  "Well hello there, lass. Looks like ye did want to sleep with me." He winked at you.

  "Honestly I was just trying to find the bathroom. Guess I found a room with shit in it regardless." You couldn't handle him being such an asshole especially since he looked like Jack. It was like he was mocking you.

  "It's upstairs. How about ye be a bit nicer? Maybe you'll get back home in one piece." You could see his eyes flash before he closed the door.

  You were finally able to go to the bathroom. That room across from yours earlier? Yeah, that was the bathroom...not Anti's room.

The next day~

  You woke up forgetting where you were. You walked downstairs and saw Jack on the couch. He had his blue hoodie on and his hood up. You snuck up and hugged him from behind.

  "Top of the mornin' to ya, Jackaboy!" You froze. The sudden realization of not being in your reality hit you like a fucking truck. "Uhh I-Sorry."

  "Well you're in a chipper mood." He turned his head and his face was a lot closer than you would've liked. You let go and immediately went back upstairs.

  You passed Dark on your way. He looked like he didn't sleep at all yet he was still in his suit. Guess the guy has to keep up that crazy appearance or whatever.

  "Hey Dark." Out of habit you greeted him as you passed. He stopped for a second.

  "Hello dear." He continued to walk down the stairs.

  You wanted to ask about his powers of creation and destruction and your ideas about how it could help getting home. It probably wasn't the best time to ask yet. You stayed in your room for who knows how long. You found out that the few books on your shelf were actually super interesting.

  You eventually were drawn out of your room by hunger. Anti was still on the couch but you could just slip by.

  You must have woken up later than you expected because it was already getting late. You peaked out the window and saw everything washed in a pinkish orange tint. It was weird. This place was definitely not home but damn if it wasn't convincing. A glass clinking on the counter brought you back to the present. You turned and saw Anti pouring a glass of Jameson. He wasn't Jack but I guess he was still Irish?

  "What are ye lookin' at? Ye want something?" You thought for a second. Then you walked over and grabbed the bottle.

  "Hey!-" you cut him off. "Oh shove it, glitch bitch." You walked to the living room. Anti followed you to get his bottle back.

  "Just go get some more. I need a drink." Anti smirked at your comment.

  It wasn't much later after that you were both drunk on the couch watching wheel of fortune.

  "IT'S 'FRUITY ICE POPS' THE CATEGORY IS FOOD AND DRINKS HOW ARE THEY NOT GETTING THIS!" Anti yelled at the tv.

  "I DON'T KNOW BUT IT'S PISSING ME OFF!" you had no idea he was this good at wheel of fortune. Especially drunk.

  Dark came downstairs as the fifth episode was starting off.

  "Could you two be any louder-" Anti and you stood up, grabbed each others arms, and started dancing in a circle singing a song that couldn't even be described as anything but incoherent babble. Dark sighed and rubbed his eyes.

  "If you do not stop I will make you stop." You both stopped for a second, looked at Dark, and began dancing again. He paused and thought. A smirk crept on his mouth.

  "Okay, I guess you guys don't want to try the Trick Shot.." You both stopped.

  "What's a Trick Shot?" Anti seemed overly curious. "If you don't fockin' tell me I will kill you.."

  "Oh don't be brash.. Let me show you. I'll be right back." Dark went to the kitchen and mixed a few different alcohols together with some sleeping pills. He came back soon after and gave you both a drink.

  It didn't take long before you and Anti were out like a light. Dark carried you to your room and placed you under your blanket. He really wanted to leave Anti on the floor in the living room but he ended up dragging him to his own room. Dark was finally able to get some sleep after that.