Markiplier Oneshots :>

I hate you - Darkiplier

It was a normal Sunday afternoon.

The Sun, slowly fading away as the Moon took its place, iluminated the sky, mixing its usual light blue with a warm, bright red.

In the Markiplier Manor everything was relatively quiet. As quiet as a house filled with ragey and screamy dudes could be, at least.

Mark was in his studio, filming a let's play, when suddently, he heard someone knock on the front door.

"Crap... Wilford?" He said.

Silence.

"WILFORD???"

"YES?"

"CAN YOU TAKE CARE OF IT, PLEASE?"

"WHAT?"

"I SAID CAN YOU TAKE CARE OF IT"

"TAKE CARE OF WHAT?"

Mark sighed, stopping the video.
"OF THE DOOR, WILFORD"

"THE DOOR? WHAT ABOUT IT?"

"God, fuckin... Ugh, NEVERMIND" he said, taking his headphones off and going to the door himself.

As he left his room he came across Google in the hallway.

"Hey Google... Why didn't you open the door?"

Google coldly stared at him, smiled creepily and flipped him off, going back to whatever he was doing before.

"Rude..." Mark muttered.

He sighed and walked to the entrance of the Mansion.

He opened the door.

In front of him stood one of his closest friends, y/n.

"Y/n! What are you doing here!" He said, hugging them.

"Nothing much. I was passing near by and thought I'd come say hi" they smiled.

"Thanks! That's so nice of you! Please, come inside! It's been so long since we've actually seen each other in person..."

Mark stepped aside, letting them in. They walked to the living room.

"Y/n! What a nice surprise!" Wilford said, cheerfully waving at them.

"Hey Wil" they blushed, caught off guard.

"Dude! Long time no see!" Bing said, coming in from another corridor on his skate.

"Bing! Hi!"

"Well, I wish we could chat, but I gotta go now..." he continued.

"Where???" Mark asked, confused.

"Chase wants to hang out, and my coolness is needed"

"Oh, but..."

"Deuces!" He said, fingerguns pointed towards them as he left and closed the door behind him.

"I'll go as well, then. I have some stuff to do, too" Wilford said, walking back to his room "See ya around, folks"

Mark sighed, and turned to his friend.
"...Do you want something to drink?"

"Oh, well a nice (f/b) would be nice..."

"We should have one of those, so no problem... Oh, hey! Eric!" He shouted, seeing him come out of the kitchen "Can you grab-

But as soon as he saw the two of them, Eric disappeared into another room, anxiously stuttering mumbo jumbo as he did so.

"...Okay then! Guess I'll go take it myself..."