FYI IT IS SATURDAY MARCH 5
DREAM
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I sat on a bench in a empty street that was silent and the only thing you could hear was a occasional dog barking. I got up and looked down the street and saw what appeared to be Mark running down the street. He wore a white T-shirt with jeans and heelys. His newly red dyed hair made him stood out and look like a cherry."Mark..", The words stuttered out of me.
"Maddie run, honey, something happened to your uncles", Mark said. "Run Maddie",.
I did as I was told and ran as quickly as possible down the road and Mark ran behind me. I heard a few gun shots and I fell to the ground in fear and the concrete felt cold and somehow wet when the weather was dry. I looked behind me and saw Mark laying on the ground blood on his white t shirt. I ran over and he was coughing and gagging. I sat by him and looked both ways off the street. I saw Jack standing about 2 yards from me and I saw a evil grin on him. I gasped and Mark looked at me. Then Mark disappeared along with Jack and I saw a gleam of light.
"Hey Maddie", I heard a voice say. It was Daniel again.
"Hey Daniel", I spoke wiping a tear off of my face and running into his arms.
"I see that you stayed since I last saw you", Daniel said.
I looked at him and smiled and saw him wearing a black tshirt and jeans and a halo was over his head.
"Yea I stayed", I said. "Marks doing great you know",.
"I sure do and I think your doing a really great job of taking good care of Matt and Ryan for me and on a scale on 1 to 10 how fluffy is Chica?", Daniel asked causing me to burst out laughing.
"A solid 10", I said.
"Cool, well I have to go and I don't think I will see you again so I love you Maddie, so much", Daniel said disappearing and the dream ended.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I opened my eyes to see Mark laying next to me and looking at me and smiled . I did not remember how I got there but Mark was wearing a Game Grumps T-shirt and checkered pj pants and his hair was wild.
"Maddie are you okay?", Mark asked hugging me.
"Yea, I guess why do you ask?", I asked him rubbing my eyes.
"You were screaming and dripping this morning in your sleep so I picked you up and brought you to my room because it's sound proof and Matt and Ryan are still sleeping", Mark explained.
"Oh, sorry I just had a dream that you got shot and blood was everywhere and then Daniel was there and... Crap happens okay?", I said smiling.
"It's totally fine honey and you had to deal with my crying a lot so now I'm gonna help you", Mark said. "Come here honey",.
Mark held me and I cried again. I could not help it anymore. I really missed Mike and I missed the good dreams instead of the bad. Marks red hair was fluffy. Mark crossed his legs cris cross apple sauce style and I just sat there sobbing.
"Everything is gonna be okay, I promise", Mark said softly. " Markiplier is here for his little princess",.
I stopped crying and Mark grabbed his glasses off his nightstand and sat me in front of him.
"Now listen to me... Mike is suppose to come back today and his mom texted me that Mike wanted to see you so I am gonna take you to go pick him up at the airport if your okay with that and we can get lunch", Mark said. "Ryan and Ian and Matt are gonna go to some party thing",.
I grinned and hugged him. Mark let out a sigh and chuckled.
"Mark?", I asked him still hugging his chest.
"Yea, Maddie", Mark said.
"Why are you so sweet and huggable?", I asked.
Mark sat in silence and then said " Because it's from all the fans from over the years who have made me so sweet and gullible",.
"Your kinda like a giant bear", I said.
Mark let out a growl causing me to fake scream and laugh. Mark chased me around his room then scooped me up into his arms and said " I got you now",.
I love my dad.
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