Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

Lost Puppies

You and Mark arrived home late afternoon and found out your two cute little puppies ran away.

"Booper!"
"Dooper! Come here! Where are you two mischievous little rascals?"
"Mark...You don't think they ran away do you?"
"I hope not. They're so cute....and fluffy...and tiny...and too affordable to run away."
"This can't be happening...BooperDooper!! Where are you two?"

Mark pulled out some doggy treats and shook the bag.
"Wanna doggy treat? Huh? Who wants a doggy treat?"
Mark set some treats on the floor, but no puppies came.

"Oh god..." You started to break down and cry. Mark tried to soothe you, but it was no use.

"We just got them damn puppies. And they don't like us...No! They don't like me...it's all my fault! I'm sorry, please come out. I didn't want to spank you for peeing on the carpet, but I had to teach you."
"Hey, don't beat yourself up. They're just puppies that don't know any better."
"It's all my faullllllllllllt!" You slowly slip down Mark and onto the floor. This reminded you of the time you burnt the pancakes three days in a row.

"Can I offer you something? Anything?"
"I don't know...maybe some..."

You gave Mark almost twenty things to pick up. But one of those where not like the other. You'll find out what I mean in a minute.

"Hello can I have an order of- um. Well she'll tell you."

Mark took the phone and held it out for the cashier to hear.

"Okay ma'am, and will that be all?"
"Yes..oh wait. And a muffin. A chocolate chip muffin."
"Ok. The total is $15.49."

Mark took the phone back to his ear and paid for the meal. After listening to you cry about how he was taking too long, he grabbed the food and hurried out the door.

"Next stop, Krispy Kreme."

Upon reaching Krispy Kreme, Mark bought two dozens of donuts.

He knew he was only going to be able to have at least three.

*Back At The House*

"Hey babe I'm home!"
"You are, but they aren't."

Mark's face dropped as soon a you said that. But he perked back up as he pulled out your stuff.

You swore you heard whimpering, but it was just a figure of your imagination.

"(Y/n) I got the stuff. Uh, pizza, chocolate, donuts, chew toy...? Um, chips, Wendy's, Burger King, McDonald's, and this chocolate muffin. I thought you didn't like chocolate muffins?"

"I don't. It's for you."

"So thoughtful in the time of sorrow. You're awesome (y/n)."

He take the muffin out and starts to eat it like he hadn't eaten in days.

You took some of the stuff and walked into the living room, leaving Mark in the kitchen by himself- which in any situation is bad...except this one.

Soon as you left Mark pulled out a ribbon wrapped box, and stuffed it into his back pocket. Trying to hurry before you saw him, he snuck out the house and into the garage.

"Hey Booper and Dooper. You guys gonna help me pull this off, right? Just walk in there and lead her here. Hope Wade trained you guys enough over the last couple of months...alright it's Showtime!"

He ruffled their heads and started to set up the scene. It was a dusky old garage.

After setting up, Mark said a command for the puppies to go and get you.

*Back Inside Le House

You sat on the couch devouring down donuts also two at a time.

Just them you hear the faint pitter-patter of paws running through the house. You sit up, not believing your eyes.

"They're back! Ohmaiduckinggod, THEY'RE BACK! Mark! Honey? Where-"

The puppies started to tug on your pants, trying to get you to go outside.

After you finally understood that the puppies wanted to go outside, you followed them.

"Oh my gosh."

White Christmas lights led the way across the yard to the garage, where Mark was standing with a big heart-shaped bouquet full of all your favorite flowers.

"Mark..."

"(Y/n), we've been through hell and back together. All the shit...especially that crazy lady who tried to trick the world that I married her in Las Vegas."

"That was shit." You can feel the uneasiness in your voice.

Mark walks over to you and gets on one knee.

"So many things I can say to make this all the better a moment..but I won't. I want this to be one of the clearest memories you'll ever cherish, so I'll keep it short and beautiful.... Like me!" Mark smiles a silly smile at you and pulls out the box.

"Long story short...(f/n) (l/n) will you stay in my life and continue to make me the happiest man on the world?"

At this point you smile at the fact you already took off your makeup.

"I mean...are you sure you can handle all DIS?!"

Mark chuckles and stands up. Closing the box, he picks you up and looks into your eyes.

"Fuck yeah I can."
"I guess its a yes then."
"Whoooooooooooo! Gonna get laid, doodly doo!"

You giggle lightly ad Mark carries you inside the house. He sets you down lightly on the couch and picks up Booper.

You look around for Dooper, and you get worried that he has actually ran off this time.

"Dooper!" You walk into the kitchen being closely followed by Mark and Booper. You find Dooper on the counter eating out of your Wendy's bag.

"Aw...I was saving that chicken crisp sandwich for later!"

You both have a good laugh as Booper jumps onto the counter to join him.