Wade's Little Sister (Markiplier Fanfiction)

Chapter Five

Addie's POV

I had been at Wade's house for about two weeks, Mark recording videos here and there. I didn't know how much people had been noticing me in the background and such. I didn't go on Mark's channel that much anymore, as I've seen all of his videos. I sat on the sofa, typing on my laptop. I was searching for a good show to watch on Netflix, but there was nothing that I wanted to see. I set my laptop down and flopped my head to the side.

"Ughhh!" I yelled, flipping around on the couch like a fish on a dock.

"The hell is your problem?" Mark asked, walking into the living room with Wade. 

"I am bored out of my fucking mind." I said, rubbing my face.

"Do you want to record a video with me? And Wade, of course." Mark suggested, plopping his keys down on the counter.

"Wade, really?" He nodded. "Yes! Can we play rocket league?" I asked, springing up on the couch.

"I don't see why not, come on get up." He said. I went to brush my hair and touch up some makeup; I didn't want to look like a total idiot. "You ready yet?" Mark called from the other room.

"Yeah, I'm coming." I walked into the room and sat down in one of the chairs.

"Just act like yourself, and try to be natural and look at the camera from time to time." Mark instructed.

"Don't be an idiot either." Wade added. I rolled my eyes and the video started.

Throughout the entire recording, we laughed enough to get ab muscles. "Get. The. Fucking. BALL." My little car just barely skimmed by the ball. I let out a high pitch scream of anger, and both Wade and Mark covered their ears.

"Jesus Christ, woman!" Mark said, holding his left ear.

"Oh, sorry." I said, giggling.

"I've been dealing with this my entire life! Addie if YOU DON'T GET THAT FUCKING BALL" Wade screamed. I hit it in the goal, and screamed in victory.

"YESSSSSS!!! Suck it!" I yelled, doing my victory dance.

"Alright alright calm down. Time to end this video here." Mark said, doing his outro. "Well, that was fun."

"Very." I smirked. He raised his eyebrows at me, and I winked back.

"Ahem." Wade said, standing up. "I'm going to the living room now."

"I'm gonna go to bed." I announced.

"Wimp, it's only ten." Mark said.

"Shut up, I'm tired. When will you be heading in?" I asked, standing up from my seat.

"Hour or so, why?"

"Just asking. By the way, you're very cute when you're angry." I squeezed his shoulder and walked out.

"Damn." I heard Mark whisper. I couldn't help but giggle and scamper away.