Markiplier X Reader

Chapter 30

It was the next day and I was getting ready for work. I went to my messenger bag and began to rumage through it, looking for a certain item. Lauren was near by, making sure that she had everything she needed for school.

"Lauren, dear before you go, do you know how to use pepper-spray?" I asked, not looking up from the bag.

"Yes?" She said a bit confused as to why I asked the question.

"Catch." I then looked up and tossed her a can of pepper-spray. I then stood up and stretched my back since I was squatting the whole time. Lauren looked at the car in confusion and shock before looking at me and back to the can.

"M-mom, why do you-"

"When you're in a hostile environment, you need protection. During the weekend I'll teach you how to use a switch blade properly like me. I'm normally not one for violence but this is different."

"Aren't you going to say something like 'don't use this willy-nilly' or 'don't use it unless you have to' or something like that?" She asked a bit frantically.

"Nope. Just don't get caught and besides, I know you're not an irresponsible idiot. Also, if the school questions, plead the 5th and call me. I'll be your lawyer." I made sure I had everything before giving Lauren a kiss on the forehead.

"Be safe. I'll see you when I get back." She gave me a tight hug.

"You too mom." We pulled away and I made my way to the door. Before I could leave, Mark pulled me into a hug.

"So, you're going to teach our daughter how to use a switchblade? You are probably the most terrifying friend I have ever known. Glad that you're on our side."

"Mark, you should have seen me in my high school and collage days. I got to get going though. Stay safe as well."

"Hey, are you going to teach me as well?"

"Nope. You're better suited with a long-ranged weapon." I pecked his lips and pulled out of his hug.

"Make sure Lauren is not late for school. When I get back, we'll play some Okami."

"Ok. I can't wait to kick that fox's ass." I let out a chuckle before leaving for my car. My arm was already feeling a lot better but I still need to let it rest, somewhat. When I got to work Jessica immediately started asking question like: Are you ok?, Do you know who did it?, Did you call the cops?

"Jessica, I'm fine. I'm a fast healer and a strong woman."

"How about you have all of next week off?"

"What?! No, it's fine."

"But you're injured."

"But I need the money."

"A paid medical leave then."

"Jessica look-"

"You're injured, you work too hard anyway, and you'll still get money for your daughter Lauren."

"But I didn't earn it. This isn't even a serious injury."

"No buts. I'm your boss and I say you have next week off." I let out a sigh, knowing that I can't change her mind.

"Ok fine. At least let me work today." Before Jessica could say anything my e/c eyes flashed before hardening. She quickly shut her mouth and nodded before leaving. I relaxed my eyes, my body going slightly slack.

Well, even though that works it's a dick move. Oh well. That gives me more time to spend with Mark and Lauren then. Still though, why was she persistent about giving me the week off? Also, did Mark tell her about the attack? Maybe my doctor did. Something is a little off here.

I decided to think about it later and get to work. It wasn't easy since I'm left dominant and I cant really use my left arm that much. Stamping, carrying, putting away books was a little much for my sore and tired muscles in my arm.

Dammit. If I'm struggling doing this, how can I teach Lauren how to use a switchblade tomorrow?.......Wow. That sounds really bad when I think about it..............Oh well.

I went back to work but Jessica kept looking at me and offered to do stuff for me multiple times. I'm ok with accepting help but I don't want offers to do stuff for me. Every time I saw her eyes, I saw guilt in them.

Does she feel guilty about what happened?

I pushed the thought away and continued working. Finally, my shift ended and I went to my car. As I was driving back to Mark's place, my mind kept going back to earlier. Suddenly I slammed on my brakes when I realized something.

"How did she know that I have a daughter named Lauren!? I never told her!" I then sped up, my mind racing until I heard car horns and a pair of bright headlights coming towards me.

"Fuck." I muttered before quickly swerving out of the way. I steadied the car and let out a sigh.

"Well, I nearly died. Better not tell Mark or he'll get his boxers in a knot." I continued driving without a problem until I made it to Mark's place. The place was empty though.

Mark probably left to pick Lauren up. Maybe I could make them some lunch.