"But I don't want to lose you." Your friend Nikki whines, totally upset at the fact you were moving in a week.
"Nikki, it's only for a few months. Once I finish the training, I will be back. This job is a dream come true. I wish you could come with, but you have your own job. Besides, I don't trust you. My luck, you would get yourself into some trouble. And I would have to save you."
"I wouldn't do that. I don't get into trouble that often."
You laugh. "Oh yes you do. Remember the hockey game last year? You snuck into the locker room and stole clothing. Last month you stalked that rock star that was in town. Last week you got into a fight with some dude over who like Markiplier more. Need I go on?"
She pouts. "No, you made your point. Speaking of which, have you watched one if his videos yet?"
"No, I have been a little preoccupied. But I planned on watching something today"
"Yay, I would say watch his B to Blow video. It is soo funny." You pull up the app on your cell. You find the video she was talking about, and you cast it to your tv.
You watch the video, laughing like crazy. Once you stop, you start thinking. That's odd. He seems so familiar. I just can't place it. Maybe I did watch one if his videos before.
You continue to watch a bunch of his videos, still unsure why you recognize him. You were lost in thought when you think of something.
"Hey Nikki, what is his last name?" You yell cause she is in the kitchen, looking for food.
"I don't remember, but it starts with fish.
Your eyes widen with surprise. You scream his nickname. "MARKY!"
Nikki comes running in. "What?"
"It's Marky. My Marky is still alive."
She stares at you with disbelief. "What do you mean your Marky?"
You tell her about your best friend in school and how you two fell apart. When you talk about the emails, you get an idea.
"The email. I wonder if he still has it." You run to your computer. You pull up your email program, and type in the address you know so well.
Dear Marky,
If you still have this email, please answer. I want to talk to you.
See ya.
You hit send, and walk away for a moment. You see Nikki giving you her you-haven't-answered-me-yet look.
"What?"
"I don't understand, how is my best friend, friends with Markiplier and not tell me."
Shit, she isn't gonna calm down for a while. "Well, I didn't know him as Markiplier. And I knew him and lost contact with him before he started his channel. How was I supposed to know that my childhood friend became a celebrity."
You go back and forth with her, trying to calm down. You hear your cell go off. You look to see a notification that you have an email. You run to your computer.
Who is this? How do you have this account? Why did you call me Marky.
You smile, a plan coming into your mind.
Dear Marky,
You should know who I am. I know this address cause you gave it to me years ago. Also tell your other half I said hi.
Miss ya.
After you hit send, you check out your social pages. A few minutes later, you get a reply back.
I only gave this account to a few people. And even fewer know about HIM. I don't know you, unless... what is your number.
You think of being a smartass and sending him 8675309, (A/N. Don't judge, my parents raised me the right way.) but you want to talk to him.
Dear Marky,
Here is my number (your number)
See ya.
Your cell soon starts going off. "OMG let me answer it, I wanna talk to him.
You already hit the answer button. "Nikki no. My cell, I answer. Nikki... Nikki... Nikki shut up and let me talk." She finally backs off.
You put the phone to your ear. "Hello." You say.
A voice you know well greets you. "Y/N."
"Hi Marky." You smile.
You and mark talk for a while, till he has to do a video.
"Listen Y/N, we gotta meet up. I am free the next week. So maybe I can come over to you."
"Aww, Marky. I would love to but I am moving, in a few days. Maybe once I get settled in at my new place, we can meet up. Alright, I gotta go. Bye Mark.
You hang up after he says bye. You see Nikki crashed on your couch. She looks beautiful in her sleep. I am sorry Nikki , but I must go.
~SONG OF DOUBLE TIME~
You walk into your apartment, seeing the place, makes you so happy.
"My dream is finally coming true. I should call Nikki, I told her I would as soon as I got here."
You call her and talk to her for a little bit. After what felt like hours, but was only one, you realize you need to go.
"Alright, I gotta go. I still have to unpack things I need at this point."
She says bye, and hangs up.
As you unpack, you decide to give mark a call. He answers after the second ring.
"Hey Mark, its me. I just got to my apartment, and started to slowly unpack. I am finally starting my dream."
His sexy voice comes in through the speaker. "That's great to hear that you made it. I just wish I could be there to help-."
He stops talking as you hear a huge crash next door.
"Holy Balls that hurt." You hear his voice not through the phone, but the wall. You smile as you hear him calling you through the cell.
"Sorry about that, I tripped and fell. Sent my dishes all over the place, thank God they are break resistant."
A plan forms in your head. "Hey Mark, remember when we used to sneak into each others house, and scare each other?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just asking, your scream reminder me of those days. Well I gotta go, I have a few things to do." Like scaring you.
"I gotta go to, I have some recording to do."
You hang up the phone, and wonder around for a few minutes.
"Once he starts recording, I will go over and scare him. This will be fun."
After about ten minutes, you walk out of your apartment, and go over to his door. You turn the knob, and it easily opens. "Idiot." You whisper.
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Friend In The Dark
FanfictionYou used to be best friends with a guy named Mark Fischbach. He was two years older than you. You have been friends since when you were younger. You even knew of his alter ego, almost like another actual person, who you nicknamed Dark. When you were...