#skyiplier

Skyiplier. by Mod Artie

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 After talking for an hour and a half, Arin (not Hanson) came back to snuggle up to Mark. Mark who was previously replaying Fnaf: Sister Location, was startled before he settled into Arin’s touch. He continued to play before he paused the game to talk to his boyfriend.

“So you have individual ringtones for everyone. What’s mine?” Mark asked curiously, looking like a puppy as he looked up at Arin.

And it was in this moment that Arin started giggling. Then laughing. Then cackling. Mark didn’t quite get the joke just yet but he would if he decided to call. Which he didn’t.

Arin truthfully couldn’t wait until he did because it would be a lot of laughter. He waited for Mark to call and wouldn’t spoil it when he asked again. Mark got tired of waiting, and the suspense was already killing him. He wanted to know. He would sit and wonder what it was and wondered if it was romantic or funny. The suspense was tearing at him.

Finally, Mark did in fact cave, he dialed up Arin’s phone and all you could hear coming from the kitchen was “I’m too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt.” Followed by a loud burst of laughter. Mark slid into the kitchen with an playfully indignant look on his face.

“Really babe?” He asked to which Arin shrugged while giggling.

part deux by mod artie

It was a happy time in the Iplier home. There was silence, serenity, peace, and everything was calm-

“Arin come out, come out wherever you are!” yelled a Mark clad in a Freddy suit. The brown bear ears barely distinguishable from the fluffiness of his hair. He was playing hide and seek with Ethan, Uriel, and Arin but with a twist, if Mark didn’t find all of them he would get a bucket of ice-cold water dump on him by Tyler but if he did the first one was that was found would have to pay for the Halloween dinner. What is Halloween Dinner? It is the coolest dinner of the whole year. They would all get together and eat, and watch scary movies. It was a tradition the Ipliers had come up with this year. Mark looked around with a sinister but playfully look to his face. He had already found Uriel and then Ethan and now they were peacefully cuddling on the couch waiting for Arin to be found. 

Arin however was having too much fun. Hiding in Uriel’s room was like disappearing forever. Almost like wearing an invisibility cloak. Only Uriel could find whatever was in his room but that would be cheating if Mark asked Uriel to look. He chuckled to himself, and then held his breath. He could hear Mark come into the room. He saw him from the slight crack in Uriel’s closet. Now you might think that if Mark opened the closet, Arin would be toast but you would be wrong. He was hiding in a pile of clean black clothing on Uriel’s closet floor while dressed as a Demetor, clever we know. 

Mark searched the whole house. Top to bottom. Outside and Inside before giving up. 

“Alright Skywalker where are you?” Mark yells desperately. Not only was he hungry but he also missed his boyfriend and Ethan and Uriel were being sickeningly cute. It was disgusting. Arin emerged from Uriel’s closet with a small smirk. Mark pouted.