why? : adopted by markiplier [on hiatus / undergoing editing]

Chapter 1

I woke up to a very loud and annoying BEEP BEEP BEEP from my alarm. I turned it off and got up, scratching my head. I walked into the restroom and turned on the shower, taking off the clothes I slept in. Daily routine, blah blah blah. I got in, doing whatever I could do to clean myself. I got out and dried off, staring at myself. Green eyes, natural blonde with natural brown streaks, one eyebrow blonde, the other brown, freckles... bleh. Ew. I got dressed in the signature Markiplier tshirt, black with a white pixelated M and a warfstache, some ripped black leggings, and my dark green combat boots. I finished it off with a red beanie.

"All girls 12 - 14 please come to the main lounge area for interviews. Thank you." I heard the voice of the head mistress over the intercom.

I rushed out of my bedroom, down the stairs, and into the lounge. I sat down in an empty love seat and turned my attention toward the head mistress, who began calling names.

"Chloe Stone, final interview." said the head mistress after about ten minutes. I got up and walked into the interview room. I turned to the man in front of me. I froze and grinned.

"Hi. I'm guessing you're a fan?" he said, chuckling.

The man was my hero.. Markiplier.

"Yes, I am.. happy belated birthday!" I replied, sitting down.

"Thank you!" He said, "So, Chloe, tell me about you!"

"Well..."

I told him about everything, from my obsession over MLP and LPS, to my hobbies, such as playing piano. Everything but one thing. One little thing that changed my life forever.

He never asked.

"Times up!" Said the head mistress. I got up and casually walked up to my bedroom, slamming the door behind me, splitting the wood further. A few minutes passed before the head mistress opened my door.

"Chloe, darling, you're being adopted. Pack up your things and meet Mark and I in the lounge, all right?" She said.

I viciously nodded my head, earning a giggle from the head mistress before she closed my door. Tears welled up in my eyes as I started packing all my clothes, which mostly consisted of graphic tees and ripped leggings. When I was done there, I gathered my drawings and laid them in my bag with my sketchpad and beat up laptop. I finished packing and ran down the stairs with my backpack and small suitcase. I saw Mark talking to the head mistress. He spotted me and walked over to me.

"You ready to go?" he asked.

"Of course." I replied, taking in a shaky breath.

I walked over to the head mistress, hugging her. She hugged back and kissed the top of my head. I walked back over to Mark. We then took my stuff out to his car and got in. He glanced at me, grinning. I shot him one back and he started the car, pulling out of the lot and into the road. The radio blared the lyrics to I Am Not A Robot by Marina and The Diamonds. My favorite song.. I smiled from ear to ear and hummed along quietly. Mark obviously noticed. We pulled into the driveway of his house and got out. My heart was pounding as I grabbed my backpack and Mark got my suitcase.

"Welcome home." He said, taking my free hand and leading me up to the door.

He opened it to reveal a beautiful house. It was stunning.

"Want me to give you a tour?" he asked me.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." I replied.

He smiled and began the tour, going from room to room until we got to mine. He opened the door and I stepped in. Holy shiz.