Feeling Differences - Markiplier x Reader

•Chapter Nine• "FNAF 4 MY ASS!"

August 5th, 2015
8:00 AM

Mark and you were recording like crazy, since both of you were in Cincinnati for Mark's brother Tom. It was nice to meet Mark's family again, since the last time was when Mark was in the hospital.
You were continuing to record FNAF 4 for your channel, and he was recording a weird "Nanny Game" of some sort. He said it was about beating the shit out of children and making them go to bed. You just went along with it.
Mark plays weird games, and you do too. Seems accurate about the games you play everyday. Weird games. Everyday.
Anyways, you were recording the 5th night, and was stressing you so much, you had to take a break. The last time you took a long break from inbetween recording was when you played Flappy Bird. That was long ago... January 2014.
You walked passed Mark as he was editing his "Nanny game" and another game called "INK". He saw that you were distressed, so he got up from his chair and asked you what was wrong (BTW you are both in the Grump Office). "(Y/N) you alright? You seemed... Uh... I don't know, pooped?" You turn towards him and reply, "Yeah... I was playing some FNAF 4. I am literally raging from the inside out right now. You can go watch my video so far that I recorded already. It's shitty, cause I'm not saying much, but at least you'll see my pointless raging." He laughed, and said, "You know I've already seen your other parts for the series right? I mean... You get raged... Pretty quickly in my opinion." You nod, chuckling softly. "Well," you turn back towards the other way, "I guess I should continue recording now..." You quickly pause, and say to Mark, "Hey, uhh... Do you have any tips for me while I play? Can you come over and help me?" "Sure! Course. You're my girlfriend for fuck sake!" Mark said laughing. You were laughing at that point, too. "Good point." You say as your walking with Mark towards your recording station. You then both sit down in individual chairs, and look at the webcam. You reach over to the 'unpausing' button on the cam, and start to speak. "Hey everyone! Back with my break. I've got the talented Markiplier here to help me throughout the gameplay. He's not going to be playing at all, only giving me slight tips. Mark say hi." He waves at the camera and says, "Hi everybody." And looks back at you. You then exclaim, "Since he is the King of FNAF, I am getting exclusive tips." You smile all derpy like, spin your head quickly, and stop to be looking at Mark smiling derpy. Mark has a delayed reaction, but does a derpy smile as well and puts to thumbs up. "Let's start." You say, and both of you look towards the screen. You click the start button, and go back into the 5th night.
"Eehhh... I hate this game sometimes. It kinda makes me shit my pants at times." You look at the webcam and point directly at it, "At times." Mark looks at you confusingly but smiling as well, "So... Not all the time?" You reply, "Yeah. Only when I'm playing *you do jazz hands* SPOOPY games."
You continue to get through the night, alongside with Mark giving you helpful tips. Mark sees that you went to the left door, and exclaims, "(Y/N don't go ther- YOU WENT THERE. *throws out hands in a WTF gesture* Why did you go to the left door?! FREDBEAR WAS- HE'S IN THE CLOSET!" You go over to the closet, and open it, seeing Fredbear's jumpscare "AHHH WHAT THE FFFUUUCCCK?! *walks back to the bed by accident cause you clicked the wrong button* NOOOO SHI- *jumpscare* AHHHHH!" You lean back in the chair quickly, while Mark flinches a bit. You cover your face with your palms in distress; "I WAS AT 5 AMMMMM! *gasps for air quickly* THATS NOT FUCKING FAAIIIRRR-- I HIT THE WRONG BUTTOOONN!!!"
Mark looks back at you, saying, "I see why you hate this game. You suck at it." You uncover your face and yelling at him, "SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE. You're the fucking king of FNAF." You lean back up from your swivel seat, and hear Mark say- "Well... I do need a queen." You look at him by swiftly turning your head towards him, and then suddenly you are in the grasp of his lips. You sit there for 10 more seconds of kissing, and both of you decide to let go. You look at the cam, sighing, "I'm going to have to edit that out." You look at Mark, smiling and blushing at the same time. Mark then says, "Alright, my queen, let's continue our journey. I've been waiting so long for my second royal chair to be occupied by such a beauty." You laugh, and then say royally like; "Indeed my sweet, sweet FNAF King. Let's get going."