Mark had been teaching me the ropes of recording and streaming for a while. He even began to ask if I would ever want to record a few videos with him. That I was unsure about. His fanbase was normally really chill and all, but showing my face to millions of people through a screen seemed extremely nerve-racking. It was different than having to build my fanbase. He already had one. I told him I wasn't sure yet, even though he told me it was fine and that it was my choice in the end, I couldn't help but think about it. It seemed like fun playing games with Mark. He and I already played a few together, but I wondered how it would be on a video.
I sighed hopping off my bed and walking to Mark's recording room and gently knocking, he was talking to his friends about a new video plan but when I knocked he told them he'd be back and walked over. He answered the door with his normal. "What's up, Kiddo?" While looking down. "Well, um... I think I finally decided. I want to do a video with you if that's still an option. He beamed, as if he just had a new Idea 'Oh no... please don't let this be a horror game,' I thought.' That's great!" He responded before motioning for me to come in."I have an amazing idea for your first video! Let's see what the guys think!" I followed him into the room and sat down as he unmuted his mic
After some back and forth, we decided the game would be playing: 'Phasmophobia', and Mark assured me that it was scary, but not too scary. So we got some stuff set up. He used his old monitor and stuff, which worked surprisingly well, and we got me a Steam account. After everything was ready, we did a test run, both with me alone and with just Mark and me. Which was followed by loads of screaming and chaos because only having two people made that game a living hell.
Follow up to two weeks. We're sitting down getting ready to record. Mark looks over at me. "Are you sure about this? You don't have to if you don't want to, kiddo." I nodded."I'm sure, Dad -" I stopped, clearly embarrassed from calling him dad the first time."I- I'm so so sorry! I didn't me -" He stopped me with the most genuine happy chuckle I had heard from Mark. "Don't apologize! I'm glad you're comfortable enough to call me that Y/N. Now, let's call up the guys and get everything set up."
After a few more hours, Mark hits the record button, and everyone begins to introduce themselves. Mark, with his noise suppression on and Mic muted, looks over to me, and I begin to introduce myself as well. Mark introduced me as the kid he was planning on adopting his son. I smiled twice as wide that day.
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Did y'all cry? I know I kinda did. This chapter made me happy to write! If I have the time tomorrow, there will also be an update then! I look forward to seeing you in the next chapter!
Hope y'all enjoyed it!
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