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Vocal Mayhem pt 1.

Summary: A magical accident during a meeting between the Iplier and Septic Egos leads to some interesting developments, some miscommunications and someone hiding a secret.

I was going to post this as one really long story but decided to do chapters instead~

Part 1

Part 2

Google Blue droned on at the front of the room, figures flashing in front of him. The Septic egos were growing restless, glancing at the clock on the wall like they were waiting for a school bell to release them from mind-numbing boredom. The Iplier egos were watching them with amusement, feeling slight sympathy for the inexperienced egos.

Dark was smirking at them, a flash of pride in his chest as even the most immature Iplier appeared attentive and composed throughout the meeting. He had trained them well. Afterall, if you couldn’t pay attention at least act like you were unless you want a certain sadistic android adding another hour or two of unnecessary info to his presentation. He could tell Field reporter Jim, Bim, and King was each reaching the end of their rope, eyes taking on a glossy sheen, and Wilford might start interrupting soon if Blue continued much longer, but watching Anti’s teeth grind as he glitched heavily in his seat was too satisfying to end just yet.

His attention was drawn by a quiet gasp from his left and a quiet giggle. Turning he saw Marvin glaring at Robbie, the zombie holding the small black wand the magician had been twirling around his finger for the last half an hour.

“Robbie,” Marvin hissed, trying to snatch the wand back, “Give it back,”

Robbie pouted dodging with unexpected speed for the slow-moving ego, “Nooooo, my turn to play!” His voice was soft, not drawing attention like it normally did

“It’s not a toy, give me back my wand,”

“Marvin was playing with it,”

“I know how to use it, you’ll just break it,” Marvin snapped, managing to grab one end of the stick, by now more and more egos were noticing the scuffle. Robbie held strong, tears welling up in his eyes.

“I no break it! I just wanna play!”

“Too bad give it back!” They were nearly out of their seats, each trying to pull the wand from each other’s grasp. Dark sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He should have known getting through a meeting with all the egos of both families was too much to ask. The whole room watched the two squabbling egos as their words grew louder and louder.

“E̴̟͒͊͠Ņ̴̛͎͉͆̽͆̈́͠ͅO̴̠̯̯̗̤̾̍̅Ư̵̢̗̗̮͔̦̈̆́Ģ̸̛͚͖̈́̂̅̾̓H̷̛̰͓͗͜͠!” Anti’s demonic screech ripped through the air as he finally snapped from the inane fighting. Marvin and Robbie startled back, both holding tight to the wand, only for it to snap under the strain. Glass shattered around them as a bright toxic green explosion ripped through the room, throwing everyone present back. Dark felt a warm snare wrap snugly around his throat before everything faded to black.

Dark pushed himself up with a groan, thankfully not feeling any more broken bones that he’d have to deal with. He glanced around to see the other egos slowly begin pulling themselves into sitting positions. Marvin was the first to scramble to his feet staring at the broken wand with disbelief. His eyes widen as he whipped around looking at all of the egos in turn

“Is everyone okay?” Marvin’s worried voice made a few egos groan in response. Wilford was the next to get to his feet, brushing his clothes off.

“A little warning next time, kitten!” Wilford paused after his words left his mouth. The words lacked the usual drawling slur the reporter was known for, sounding slightly clipped and professional. The others raised an eyebrow at the oddity but didn’t comment.

“Not my fault Robbie broke my wand!” The magician glared over at the zombie before his face softened as he noticed Robbie was crying holding his detached legs against his chest with his one remaining arm, “Oh geez Rob!”

Anti glitched over to kneel next to the young ego, humming lightly as he pets the egos hair. He stayed silent, not wanting to startle the young ego as he waved the doctors over.

“Don’t worry my friend,” Doctor Schneeplestein soothed, fingers alight with swirling spring green light, “I’ll fix you right away.”

Robbie stared up at him in confusion, “Schneep talk funny?” The doctor blinked, grabbing the limbs and aligning them back where they needed to be.

“What do you mean? I sound-” His hand gripped his throat in shock, “Why can’t I speak English?”

“You feeling okay, Schneeplestein?” Iplier asked, setting Robbie’s arm down to check on the panicked doctor, “Did you hit your head?”

“No!” He shook his head frantically, “I feel perfectly fine!”

Marvin stared at them before snapping his fingers a large book appearing on the table, “Anyone else feeling off?” He asked tensely flipping through the book. The egos glanced around at each other. Red rolled his eyes, opening his mouth to ask what he meant by that only to snap it close as a high pitched squeal came out.

“Was… was that the old dial-up tone?” Chase asked The android turned to his brothers in confusion, only for them all to stiffen as the same noise escaped Green’s throat.

“Is there something wrong with your voice modules?” Wilford demanded, worry dancing in his eyes. The all four of the brothers’ eyes flash behind their glasses before they shook their heads, confusion and slight panic covering their features.

“You two as well?” Jackie asked, only to stop as his voice came out with a much thicker accent than any of the Septics usually spoke in. This paired with the answering nods set them all on edge. Another high pitched screech filled the air, and their attention was set on Bing who was still kneeling on the floor, hand fastened tightly around his mouth.

Mutters erupted around the room, panic bubbling over each of them. Dark’s form cracked, aura surging outward to quiet everyone down.

“Everyone needs to shut up right now unless they know what’s going on,” He growled only to see their eyes glaze over, bodies tense as prey preparing to flee. That shouldn’t happen, He thought, gazing as they slowly snapped out of it one by one, unless…

“I’m not speaking English am I?” He asked softly, only to see Yandere’s and Jackieboy’s eyes glazing over.

“Well this is great,” Marvin mumbled, eyes rereading the passage he found for the third time, eyes flashing over the five egos of concern before lifting his voice to normal volume, “I think I figured out what happened, but you guys aren’t going to like it.” All the room turned to him as one. He gulped as he caught Dark’s eyes and saw the threats the demonic being wanted to hiss at him. This was going to be fun to explain.

For those that need a little help, here’s the formatting I’m using throughout the story.

“Italics inside quotation mark”= Speaking a human language that’s not English

“Bold italics in quotes”= Speaking a Language that’s not human

Bold alone= Writing

Italics alone= thoughts

#markiplier #secretmarkiplier #Vocal Mayhem #jacksepticeye

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