My YouTube Gamer Boyfriend (A Markiplier Fanfic)

Party Shut Down

I smelled the sleeve of my dress and immediately crinkled my nose at the harsh smell of vodka. I looked over at Felix, who was standing in complete shock. He then looked at his shirt and began to fake cry in his PewDiePie way, spit going everywhere and all.

"Pew, I mean, Felix?" I asked, instantly snapping him out of it.

"Yeah?"

"What are we going to do?" I questioned.

Felix began making his way out of the crowd and I followed. There were so many people I wanted to talk to, but I needed to take care of Mark first. After pushing past a number of people, we finally made our way back to Ken and Marzia. I looked around, and finally saw Mary dancing and jumping around. She looked like she was having the time of her life. At least someone in our group was.

"Oh no! What happened to you?" Marzia asked while frantically trying to find something to clean him off with at a nearby table.

"Well Marzia, someone here didn't want to get Mark, not name dropping any Southerners, and now my shirt is ruined." Felix said while glaring at Ken periodically.

"That's a great look on you Felix!" Ken teased.

"All you ever want me for is my body Ken! "

Marzia then took Felix with her to try and find napkins. There were spare towels at the bar, but neither of them wanted to go in that huge crowd gathering around Mark.

"Well I can tell you now," Ken said while watching Mark, "he ain't comin' down for me either."

"Then what am I supposed to do?"

Mary came over dancing, trying to get Ken and I to join her before realizing something was wrong. I didn't sign up for this!

"What's wrong guys?" She then looked over at the new entertainment for the night, "what happened to Mark? Oh gosh. He's really hammered. Someone has to get him down from there before this reaches the internet. He looks ridiculous. Poor Mark!"

Just great. Not only did I have to get Mark down, I had to do it soon. Remember, never let Mark around alcohol again, or at least not this much of it. I was more upset than I thought I could ever be at Mark. He couldn't handle his liquor in drunk Minecraft, why would he think he could do it now?

Ken looked at Mark, then around the room. He was definitely trying to find someone. Who, I wasn't sure. After about a minute, his face lit up.

"Follow me!" Ken said while gesturing for me to follow him.

We speed walked over to the other side of the room. Every so often a gasp or laugh would erupt from the crowd gathering around Mark. I turned around and saw something beyond terrie. Mark was shirtless. Now usually, this would be a great thing, but the fact he was surrounded by other women made me a little jealous. Especially because they were touching him. I gasped in shock and immediately wanted to run over and yell at them all. I was filled to the brim with anger. Ken's eyes widened at Mark's debacle before he put both of his hands on my shoulders.

"God dangit Mark!" Ken let out in frustration before continuing, "ok listen, you see that group of three guys over there?"

I nodded as a tear escaped my eye.

"Those are Mark's good pals. Now, I'll make sure no one records this and you go make a plan with them. Deal?"

I nodded once again and wiped my nose with my sleeve.

Ken gave me a good luck pat before running into the crowd while screaming, "FOR AMERICA! USA! USA!"

I then saw Felix double high five Ken before running with him and screaming, "FOR SWEDEN!"