Wake Me Up ~ Markiplier x Reader

Here We Go

I am so sorry about how short that last chapter was, I really am. I was just so tired and writers block is a bitch. Anyway, I just noticed this story has 30+ reads! Holy shit, that's amazing! I am super excited! Jesus, I'm hyper.. That's new. No it isn't. ON WITH THE STORY!

Oh, wait a second! Here is an index of things you need to know for this:

(f/c) = favourite colour
(f/f) = favourite food
(f/n) = first name
(m/n) = middle name
(l/n) = last name
(h/t) = home town
(b/t) = birth town
(Y/N) = your name
(n/n) = nickname
(f/a) = favourite animal
(f/m) = favourite musician
(f/s) = favourite song
(m) = musician

Now we can get on with the story. Read away!

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~Reader POV~

I waited for the others to ask me questions. Wade pulled up a chair and sat across from me; Great, I'm going to get interrogated. Yay.

"Where are you from?"
"(h/t)."
"What's your real name?"
"Mark already knows this, but it's (Y/N). I'd rather you call me Dawn or (n/n), though."
"Who are you working for?"

This caught me off guard, I gaped at him, probably catching flies. "I'm not- I don't- I can't- What?!" This put a satisfied smile on Wade's face.

"Good. Where were you born?"
"(b/t)."
"What's your favourite colour?"
"(f/c), what does that have to do with anything?"
"What's your twitter account?"
(A/N: Remember that Twitter account from Mark's first flashback? Well, that's yours. In this story, anyway. Sorry if you have your own!) "@nopeimgood."

"You're @nopeimgood?!" Mark was seemingly shocked, "You sent me a tweet on the day this started!" I sighed and shook my head.

"That was my brother." (A/N: Just roll with it, if you don't have a brother. If you do, sorry, but I'm making up a name.)

Wade cleared his throat, "What's his name?"
"Tyler."
"What's your full name?"
"(f/n), (m/n), (l/n)."
"How old are you?"
"21."
"What's your birthday?"

I hesitated for a split second, I didn't really want to tell them, but I needed to be honest. (A/N: Making one up, m8.) "September 24th 1994."

Mark checked his phone - how was it still alive? Nevermind. - and smiled. "Happy birthday, then!"

I nearly choked on my own saliva, but no one seemed to notice. Wade just continued, "Have you ever been pregnant/had a child?"
"No."
"What are your parents' names?"
(A/N: Making it up, again..) "Mary and Kenneth (l/n)."

"Wade, stop!" Jack ordered, glaring. Wade returned the glare.

Mark took over the interrogation, "Prepare for the dumbest questions, Dawn. These are just random." Mark gave me a smile, "Ever had any pets?"
"Yeah, a dog."
"What was his/her name?"
"Her name was Snow."
"What breed?"
"White Alaskan Husky."
"Ooh, pretty! I can see why you named her snow!"
"Thanks!"

One glance at Wade told me he was sick of this. I just ignored him as Mark continued to ask me questions.

~Jack POV~

Mark was asking simple questions, which put me at ease. I just sat back and listened to the Q&A session.

"If you could go anywhere, where would it be?"
"Japan, or Ireland."
"Why?"
"They're are just so many cool places to see in those two places, why not?"
"Fair point. If you could meet any celebrity/historical figure, who would it be?"

"I already met you guys, didn't I?" All three of us men smiled at that. "Although meeting Bob would be nice too."

Mark nodded, smiling as he went on, "What's your favourite animal?"
"(f/a)."
"Favourite food?" (A/N: TAAAACCOOOOOOSSSSS)
"(f/f)!"
"Favourite band/musician?"
"(f/m)."
"Oh, I like them too!"
"Really? Cool!"
"What's your favourite song?"
"(f/s) by (m)."

Let's just say, it was like this for a while.

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Holy shit this was pretty damn long compared to last chapter. I just wish I wasn't so brain-dead, then I cold make this so much better.

Do I have any news? Oh, yeah! I'm soon going to be posting/writing a Dream Journal. It's just my nightmares/dreams that I remember. No insertion, no nothin'. Yup.

I also am going to write some one-shots for my one-shot book until I start getting some requests. ON THE REQUEST BOARD, PLEASE. Why am I yelling, it's not like any of my shit has comments, aside from this one. Oh well.

Well now for the goodbye; Thank you all so much for reading, remember to keep the fire burning, and as always, I will see you when I see you! Bye-Bye~!

-Moonlit