Many of people have been over the house to congratulate Mark, and of course to see you. Tyler, Wade, even Matthias had come to see you and the good ol' Markimoo. You had fun laughing your ass off at the Spore play through, and Wade had spent some nights there as well, so you had the best times.
Just after Wade left eight new party members had come to LA, and crashed downstairs. So far the only things you knew about this party was that it was forbidden, and everyone was drunk. You got to see them before Mark pushed you up the stairs in your new....
I forgot to mention,
You guys moved.
That's right.
Well,
*Four Days Earlier*
Y: u said there was a surprise
M: I did, where u at?
Y: the house...
M: dont come up stairs
Y: Im going up the stairs
M: no, dont do it
Y: u cant tell me what to do
M: u r going to ruin the surprise
Y: dont care
Mark must have heard your footsteps because he appeared in the hall way beside your door frame.
"What were you doing in my room?" you ask slightly annoyed. Mark leans against the door frame crossing his arms.
"It was a surprise, but you forgot to tell me when you were coming home from the mall." he huffs shaking his head. You groan rolling your eyes waiting for his next comment. "I was playing my favorite game, and I thought I would be nice." he was talking about Among the Sleep, but we all know that's not his favorite game.
"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to do something. In there." you point to your room that just happens to be blocked by a very pissed Mark.
"Sorry I interrupted, but your room is not yours anymore." Mark moves away from the door frame leaving you to gaze into the emptiness. You let the bags of accessories drop to the floor. "We are moving."
"But....we just..." you attempt to make words, but none would form. Mark picks up the Hot Topic bags for you, and put them on top of one of the boxes in your room.
"Finished. Now, help me get these boxes out of here. The van should be here in a minute." Mark lifts up a stack of cardboard boxes, and hands them to you. All the rest of the while lifting and shoving you looked like a dead fish. Your eyes were glazed over with annoyance, a slight bit of sadness, and just plain ignorance. You had no intention of moving a month after you got here.
And then of course whilst you were still unpacking in the new home Mark had the greatest idea of making a video of our house. You had the privilege of flipping him off a couple of times in the video he didn't upload, but instead he rerecorded when you fell asleep. Thank god he didn't film you.
Speaking of filming, you had an up and running YouTube channel with about fourteen thousand subscribers. Not much compared to almost eight million, but it's a start. You do the same type of style videos Mark does, and on your channel you even did a sketch with Matthias. Of course Cyndago filmed, and they had the idea of doing a parody like Mark did. You got to choose the song, This Is Gospel by Panic! At the Disco. It was quite a hit with the audience, and that video earned you about three thousand subscribers.
Overall your experience was amazing, and you couldn't wait to experience another life changing event.
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Really Mark? (adopted by Markiplier)
FanfictionAs an orphan since second grade you knew your way around town. Since your parents were rich fools, and bought you whatever you want, you already had a phone and a laptop. Ever since you got your own room in the orphanage you watched YouTube like it...
