My Markiplier Fanfiction

Wilford Warfstache

"Hello ladies and gentlemen and configurations of being. My name is Wilford Warfstache and I am here with the lovely miss Maria Tomson." The senor reporter says turning to me, I smile and wave to people in the audience. 'Wow, Wilford is looking better than before. Now that he has pink hair of course..but still.' I think as he quiets the audience's cheering. He then turns to me and begins the interview. "Now miss Maria, how long have you been single?" He asks me with a sly smirk on his face, throwing my mind off track. "Um..I guess two months." I reply with a slightly confused tone. "I see, and why do you think someone would brake up with a beautiful young lady like yourself?" He then asks abruptly, I blush bright pink. "W-well I don't know. I guess most men are just jerks." I answer a little flustered. 'Is Wilford flirting with me? Hmm..' I think as he leans towards me. "Well those men don't appreciate young women." He says to me, needingly kissing my lips. I blush red and slowly kiss him back. He then pulls away, making me want more from him. "And I know how to treat a young lady such as yourself." He says, placing a hand under my chin gently. 'Whoa, Wilford DOES know how to treat a girl. And he's an amazing kisser.' I think as I nod, smiling a shy smile.