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Going to my Dad's...

So today I have to go to my dad's... not really wanting to. It's not that I hate my dad, it's just whenever I'm there he's always napping. Plus, I'm still getting used to this whole mom-and-dad-not-living-together thing.

I've been watching Stephen Merchant lately and I've been trying to convince my mom to marry him, he's single and he's 40, she's 40. It's a perfect match, her boyfriend doesn't think so though. Yeah I'm weird I know.

To stop myself from dying from boredom I decided to make a short story. I've been addicted to Youtube lately. So let's give it a go:

Mark was walking down the streets, he was going to buy a new video game to play on Youtube, as he was walking, one of his fans ran towards him. They grabbed his shoulders and shook him rapidly.

"Mark! Mark! Pewdiepie is evil and is going to kill you!"
"What! Why?!"
"The fame has gone to his head, he's going to kill all of the famous Youtubers so he is the only one!"
"Wha-"
"You're the only one that can save us!"

Markiplier looked determined, he took out his warfstache, and placed it on his face.

"I will save everyone! Thank you random fan that I'll probably never see ever again for telling me this news."

Mark stood in a heroic pose, the fan fangirled and passed out.

"Warfstache, away!"

He flew from L.A. to England, he saw Pewdiepie.

"Pewds! Listen, why are you like this?"

Pewds turned around and looked at Markiplier, his eyes were red and puffy, behind him were barrels, Markiplier gasped.

"Pewds! What is this?"

Pewds didn't speak, he just looked at you, his head would twitch and he would slightly chuckle, he had the smile of the Cheshire Cat. He grabbed one of the barrels and held it over his head.

"Eat barrel Mark!" Pewds screamed before throwing at Mark.

Mark had only a second to dodge it.

"I'm sorry Pewds, but now you're going to meet Warfstache!" Mark announced.

He began shooting at Pewds. *poof!* Pewds dodged each one. Pewds cackled and threw more barrels. Mark kept dodging and shooting.

"Pewds!"

Everyone went silent, standing in between Pewds and Mark was Marzia, she faced Pewds and looked at him angrily.

"Are you wearing my heels?!"

Pewds look down, to see the heels, he awkwardly chuckled, Marzia grabbed him by the ear and dragged him off. Markiplier just stood there.

"Wait... so that means I'm not the chosen one?"
"I guess not." One of the fans said.

Suddenly he saw Tiny Box Tim, he smiled.

"Aw, come here you little biscuit!"

The End

Yeah I'm really (*cough cough* being sarcastic *cough cough*) good at this story thing. Thanks for reading and not sleeping through it. Maybe I'll write something tomorrow, I don't know.