Everything's Alright

Chapter Twenty Eight

SARAH POV

This was the weekend we had been waiting for. July 12. One year. Mark had the whole day planned. Except for the morning. That was mine.

I woke up early and started making breakfast. Pancakes, sausage, bacon, eggs, the works. I put it on a tray and carried it into the bedroom. But I set the tray on the floor and picked up the plate of bread.

"Mark. Time to wake up. I made breakfast." I said softly. He stirred and looked over at me. He sat up so that he could eat but stopped, seeing my plate of bread.

"Babe?" He raised an eyebrow

"Yeah?"

"Uhm... why are you holding a plate of bread? Like, just bread? It's not even toast."

"What's your point?"

"Usually when people manner breakfast that actually make it, jl not just hand them the food before it becomes the real food."

"Well, this is a special bread. You gotta make it toast by yourself."

"Why?"

"Real life I am Bread challenge." I smiled, only a little evilly.

He looked at me with both fear and sadness. Dammit Mark. Can't even have a little fun.

"I'm kidding." I said, picking up the tray from the ground. "Here's your actual breakfast."

His shoulders relaxed.

"Oh, thank God." He said. "But you're gonna need to help me eat all this. There's too much food here here for me."

"Oh, fine." I said, walking around to my side if the bed and scooting next to him. I tried to do the cute thing that couples do and feed Mark the food, but I ended up hitting him in the nose with a piece of bacon, which set us into a fit of giggles.

Once he finished, I took the tray and cleaned off all the dishes before I put them in the dishwasher. Mark walked out, his hair in every which way. I smiled to myself.

"Breakfast was incredible. Thank you." He said,coming up behind me and giving me soft kisses on my neck while his hands wrapped around my waist.

"Happy anniversary." I said.

"Happy anniversary. Do you have anything else planned for this morning?" He asked.

"Yeah. I wanted to do a video with you." I said, finishing the dishes and turning off the faucet. "Just a little reaction-ish video. Our fan base made a video for us. And they wanted us to wait until today to watch it."

"Okay. That sounds good. I'll get the second chair set up in the studio." He said, releasing me.

"I'll get you a shirt and I'll put on a bra." I said. He nodded and went to the recording studio. I walked to the bedroom and grabbed his red flannel. But then I stopped. I stripped myself of my baggy T-Shirt and put on my bra. Then I put on his red flannel and grabbed his blue. I walked back to him.

"Awh. You stole my flannel." Mark fake pouted. I rolled my eyes, which made him crack a smile. He put his blue flannel on. I had to admit, I enjoyed seeing how his muscles flexed when they put the shirt on. I smiled to myself and looked away.

We sat down in our chairs. I pulled up YouTube and found the video that had been named, "For Our Heroes ~ Sarah and Mark." I hit pause before we began so that Mark could get the camera set up.

"Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier." He started.

"And I'm Heroplier." I beamed.

"And today we're watching....what are we watching?" He turned to me.