PIC: Leda
POV: Krystal
"Go get it Cooper! Come on! You can do it!"
The green tennis ball sat, untouched, on the other side of the big back yard. Cooper sat before me, staring at me with confusion as I swung my hands around, trying to get him to fetch it. It didn't seem to be working, as he just barked and walked up the back steps and onto the indoors.
I pursed my lips and ran to the ball, picking it up and running back inside. The ball was placed into Cooper's toy bin as I sat onto the couch soon after. Mark was already there, Xbox One controller in hand and Fallout 4 playing on the screen. "Isn't that new?"
"What?" He asked as he shot a goul.
"The game."
"Uh, yea. It came out not too long ago. It's a pretty addicting game, I mean, Jack likes it."
"So does Felix."
"And Bob."
"And Wade."
"Now we just need you to like it." Mark concluded.
"Well, I was thinking about trying it out."
"Then let's go woman!" Mark has already signed me into my account, passing the controller to me, "You're burning daylight!"
I smiled and took the controller, jumping into the game with Cooper on my lap.
"GODDAMNIT THIS FUCKING GAME!" I screamed after dying for the hundredth time it felt like. I threw down the controller and leaned back with a huff, "It's so haaaarrrrrd."
"That's what she said." Mark whispered, picking up the controller and turning off the Xbox.
"Shut up."
The door opened and Cooper's barks filled the room. Looking over, Taylor could be seen walking in the door, closing it behind her, "Hey hey-OH MY GOD IS THAT A PUPPY!"
"Hey Taylor."
"You know, there's a such thing called KNOCKING!" Mark yelled with laughter, standing up, "Anyways, I have to go record, don't burn down the house while I'm upstairs."
"We won't." He smiled and kissed me on the forehead, walking up the steps.
When he was out of sight, Taylor walked over with a squirming puppy in hand, "Your dad's so hot."
"TAYLOR!"
"I'm sorry!" Cooper ran out of her arms, jumping off the couch and running around in circles. Taylor laughed before speaking, "So how's it going?"
"Great actually. We just got little Cooper here today, sorta like a 'Welcome Home' gift. And uh-"
"What breed is he?"
"German Shepherd, Husky, Wolf mix. He's curious, adventurous, and very energetic. I tried teaching him fetch a little while ago, but he sorta taught me."
"He left you out there didn't he."
When I didn't answer, she broke out into a fit of laughter, "That's great! Good boy Cooper!"
"Shut up!" I punched her in the arm, soon joining in her fit of laughter, "Anyways, besides Cooper, Mark and I haven't really done anything. Just sat here and-"
"Played video games like a couple of lazy asses right?"
"We're not lazy. We couldn't have six packs if we were lazy."
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Coming Home (Adopted By Markiplier Sequel)
FanfictionKrystal, now sixteen, will stop at nothing to return home. Where is home exactly? Well, with Mark of course! After being taken away from him for so many years, she has had enough. Going against the system, she sneaks out and finds her way home. But...