Adopted by Markiplier

Chapter 6

After we finished playing games and me fangirling over Five Nights at Freddy's theories, we sat and talked for about two hours. About my real parents, YouTube, and his life over all. I told him how my real parents died in a fire and how my stepmom was my godmother, so she got to take me. And when I started crying, he hugged me and wiped the tears away.

"So I had an idea." Mark said. "What?" I asked while eating a bowl of cheese puffs. "You're stepmom isn't actually legalized to have you, is she?"
"I don't think so."
"Then we can take you away from her." He smiled triumphantly. "What do you mean by that?"
"We could find someone else to take you! And you wouldn't have to worry about her anymore."
"Oh Mark, that's an awesome idea!" I squealed.

He laughed and picked me up and swung me around. "Ahh Mark put me down!" I squeaked. He set me down on the floor and smiled. "You know I'm almost an adult, right?"
"Yes, but it's kinda hard to treat you like one." He said teasingly. "What's that supposed to mean?" I pouted.

"That." He laughed. "What?"
"You're small and funny and you pout and I can pick you up super easily and you giggle."
"And that's me." I grinned widely and he laughed. "And 'you' is awesome." He said as he stole my cheese puffs.

"So where will we find a new home for me?" I asked him after I spent 15 minutes chasing him around the apartment trying to get my cheese puffs back. "Well, maybe someone who lives alone, in a apartment. And guy. About 26 years old." He grinned.

I gasped and then screamed. "Are you serious?!" He nodded. "I already talked to Officer Hart about it. He said it would be fine. I signed a paper and everything." I squealed and threw my arms around him. "You're the best Mark!" He just laughed and hugged me back.