Mark's castle (MarkiplierXreader)

Ch. 4 precious young thing

I open my eyes and see...a forest. Mark and me are standing somewhere in a forest. We stand on a small sand road. I look around, not able to see the forest coming to an end. "Where are we?" I ask. Mark points the way with a flat hand, signing to me I should walk that way. "This way m'lady" I walk with him, looking around me. When we walk around a huge tree, I stand in front of a huge gate. I look through the iron bars and see a massive castle. "Jesus christ!" I whisper to myself.
Mark walks up behind me and grabs my hand "say goodbye to your normal world (Y/N). Your life will never be the same after this visit" he says, clearly not being fully sure of me going in.
The large castle gates open and I take my first steps into the garden. There's a small pond with fish, a big bush in the shape of probably a mustache, pretty flowers everywhere, it looks beautiful.
"It's like a paradise!" I say, smiling brightly while looking around. Mark nods akwardly,still not being sure about this.

We pass a big fountain and reach the big brown doors of the castle. Mark steps in front of me and pushes both of the big doors open at the same time. It makes a loud creaking sound, like the door was made a hundred years ago. "Wow, Mark, this place is--" Mark cuts me off  by putting his hand on my mouth "shhhh shh, follow me" he grabs my hand and pulls me through the halls to a big room with a throne at the end of a red carpet. There is a smaller throne next to the big one. Like the seat for a queen.
There are no guards who I was expecting he would have tons of. He sits down one his throne "please, sit down and be prepared" he says. I can tell he is a little nervous. I decide not to ask him and sit down. "And remember" he says, taking my hand "they can be possessive, flirty, weird or dominant." He's quiet for a moment, "Or all at the same time." He says. I nodd. 'Jeez, I'm getting more curious by the second'.

Wilford's POV.

I hear the castle doors open. "I think the king's home" I say to Dark.
"Oh shut up" Dark says, clearly not liking the name 'king' . "What? He is our king, our generous, main man!" I say to Dark. "Wilford! You know I hate serving someone, the demon that I am wants to be free. And we can't go out of this kingdom, no women around us, Mark never takes a girl home where we can mess around with a little, we are bored to death!!" Dark tells me. "You're damn right Dark, but we have no choice" I say. Suddenly, Dark looks up, putting a hand behind his ear.
I look at him, confused "what? What do you hear?" It's silent for a moment. "...A woman" he says. And after that, he immediately disappears.

Your POV

Suddenly a deep voice, similar to Mark's voice, starts speaking. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" I look at Mark and he looks back at me with a nervous smile. He gulps. I hear the deep voice chuckling amused. "what a precious young thing". Obviously, Mark didn't say any of that. I look around the big room and see at the entrance of the room in the doorframe a black plume of smoke appear. When the smoke disappears, I see a man standing in the doorframe. He disappears and reappears in front of me. His skin is grey-ish, like he had no blood streaming through his body. His nails and snow white teeth look sharp. He wears a grey suit, his eyes are brown like Mark's, with a thick line of black eyeliner under and around them. But for the rest, he looks exactly the same as Mark.

He bows for me, taking my hand, "my name" he places a kiss on my hand, "Is Dark" His evil grin sends shivers down my spine. He chuckles amused at me. "Cut it off, Dark" Mark snaps at him. I smile a little, being confused and uncomfortable as hell, but trying to stay polite. "I'm (Y/N)" I say, quickly pulling my hand back.

Then, I hear footsteps coming from the hall. Dark rolls his eyes, probably knowing who it is.  A man steps in, right past the doorframe. "I think I heard a voice from a gender that I haven't heard, seen....or touched in years" I hear the man say. He wears a yellow blouse, pink suspenders which are attached to grey pants. And the man wear a pink, fake mustache on his upper lip. His hair is a little longer than Mark his hair but the rest, is exactly the same. The man walks slowly towards me, sticking up his nose. Dark slowly backs up and stands next to Mark's throne.

He takes my hand and kisses it gently with his surprisingly soft lips "My name, is Wilford Warfstache" he says before looking at Mark, "and boy, do we have a special guest tonight" He smirks handsome at me.  When he speaks, his mandible moves from side to side, it looks funny and makes him talk in a weird way. "Mine's (Y/N) " I answer. He bows "enough already" Mark says, annoyed by the actions.
Mark snaps his fingers twice "Wilford, Dark, call all the Ipliers to the dining table, I want them to meet our special guest" Mark says, smiling at me.

Dark and Wilford both bow before turning around and leaving. "You really are their king huh?" I say. "I told yah" mark says jokingly. "Do you mind them?" I smile shyly "they're not as bad as I expected....not yet at least" I giggle again. Mark chuckles too and stands up. He reaches for my hand and we both walk over the red carpet, out of the room, into the long castle halls.
"You can explore the whole castle by yourself later this day" he says while we walk. "Awesome!" I respond.