{{{Is that how to spell douche iplier? Because I didn't know if it was Doucheiplier or Douchiplier.}}}
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I sat down, staring at the man before me. I knew him already. I knew him because I had met him, and I had met him because I knew a man named Mark Fischbach.
Mark has so many forms that I can't keep track. They just sort of show up sometimes. They walk in during recordings or run in and twerk (you know who you are, mister!). I guess I'm just used to it by now.
But then there's the new guy. I call him Douchiplier. He is what his name insinuates (which is a fancy term for 'hints towards'). I am tired of him and only just met him. Yeah. It's that bad.
"What were you thinking?!" He shouted at me. "You never drink juice on the couch! This was going to happen and you knew it!"
"I was thirsty and SOMEONE moved the table!" I shouted back. I didn't think he'd be this mad. Wilford watched us from the corner of the room. {I almost typed "town" instead of "room" because it am listening to James McMurtry. Lol}
"You need to THINK before you ACT, you stupid--"
"I am not stupid!!!"
"Oh yeah? You think so? The stain says otherwise!!"
"That was an accident!" I shouted, tearing up.
"THINK NEXT TIME, STUPID BITCH!!" Douchiplier said before striking my face with his hand. I heard the sound before I felt the sting. The ring he wore for looks cut my cheek.
I was crying and holding my face before I noticed that Wilford had gotten up and was walking towards us. Before either of us could say anything, he slapped Douchiplier across his face.
"Don't get so upset," he said.
"I was just--"
"Don't call her bitch," Wilford said. He slapped Douchiplier again, but on the other side.
"How dare y--"
"And never. EVER. EVER hit Y/N," he said, punctuating this by punching Douchiplier in the nose as hard as he could. "If you hate stains so much, stop bleeding on the carpet, BITCH!!"
"Well then," I said, standing up.
"Come on," Wilford said, taking my arm and leading me out. "Let's go get some grape juice and spread it on his bed sheets."
The End.
{{{PLEASE GIVE ME ANOTHER REQUEST!!! Also I am still banned so shit dicks. Surprised I was able to sneak this shit. Whatever. SUBMUT QUICKLY, THEN!! CHARACTER NAME AND DESCRIPTION, PAIRING, SCENARIO!!! PRETTY PLEASE, BREH!! LOVE YOU!!}}}
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Markiplier: Once Upon A Time
Fanfiction!!! I MADE A PART TWO, WHICH IS MY CURRENT WORK. SO READ THIS AND THEN THE OTHER. OR JUST GO TO THE OTHER!!! Here you will find all the markiplier imagines you could possibly want to settle the unquenchable thirst for markiplier, sexyplier, warfstac...
