why? : adopted by markiplier [on hiatus / undergoing editing]

Chapter 8: Everything.

This is gonna be super long holy shit

Before I start, it is Chloe's 14th birthday!!! (As of Nov. 1st, 2015) This chapter is in honor of that and other things like that. Happy birthday, Chloe!

-month after last chapter-

Mark ran into my room in tears.

"Chloe.. Daniel.. just.. we have to go to the hospital, now."

It was quite obvious he was extremely distraught so I didn't ask questions and quickly hopped into the car. We arrived at the hospital and Mark asked for the room of Daniel Kyre.

"Room 233, on the right." Said the woman at the front desk.

We ran flights of stairs and found his room. Mark knocked on the door.

"Please, come in." said a woman's voice.

We walked into the room and flocked over to Matt and Ryan.

I hate to end that section there but I honestly can't even write the rest.

···HALLOWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN···

"What do you wanna be for Halloween?"

I had never considered what I wanted to go as, but I had ideas now.
I looked up from my eggs and smiled at Mark.

"We could go together. I could be the Marionette, and you could be Purple Guy in Springtrap. I think that would be cool."

Really, I didn't think we could put it together in an evening, but it didn't stop me from trying.

After breakfast, we started gathering things we could use for the costumes.

Mark had an old golden hoodie that he was letting me draw on to make it look cooler, I had an old black and white sweater and some black leggings. Slowly it all came together, and we went together and scared the shit out of some 8 year olds and their moms. It was fun.

**next day**

I woke up slightly sluggish, and my room completely dark. I turned on the light and noticed a large black thing in the corner. I looked closer and it was a fucking grand piano. With a new violin and guitar on top. I was quite stunned.

I walked out of my bedroom and down stairs. The house was still and silent, but I saw some suspicious luggage sitting on the couch. Hmm hmm. HMM okay I'm weird

Did I mention it was my birthday? No? Okay then.

I heard my phone go off in my bedroom, so I ran back upstairs to read the text.

Happy birthday!

You're 14 today!

I have a ton of surprises all around the house. Start with my bedroom.
Bring your phone.

That was from Mark.

I opened his door to see Danny holding a big ass present.

"Happy birthday dweeb. I'd take this if I were you. Just don't open it yet. I'm your guide as we progress."

I smiled and took the extremely large present.

"How the hell am I going to-" Danny cut me off by carrying the gift for me.
My phone buzzed with a text. I turned it on and checked the text.

I'm not going to make things rhyme, go to the place where I waste my time. With my career. (ITS THE RECORDING ROOM)

I giggled and walked over to the recording room, opening the door to reveal Sean with his hands behind his back. He walked out of the room, handing me a small box.