Googiplier Takes Control: A Markiplier Fanfiction

Chapter Two: Experimenting

Matthias' POV

I let Jack in and brought him over to Mark.

"What's wrong with him?"

I told him about everything that happened. He looked concerned.

"I don't think this is safe, Matthias,"

"Oh, come on! I think you can make it do like rudimentary tasks and stuff,"

Jack rolled his eyes at me. I could tell he wasn't as interested in Google IRL as much as I was, so I tried to make light of the situation.

"We should give him a name," I said. "How about Googiplier?"

Jack laughed and nodded his head reluctantly.

"Alright, let's see what Googiplier can do," Jack said.

"OK Google! Do the dishes."

Jack and I moved out of the way and Googiplier went over to the sink. He grabbed a plate and held up a hammer.

"Wait, Matthias, where did he get that hammer?"

I shrugged my shoulders. The next thing I knew, Googiplier smashed the plate into smithereens with the hammer.

"OK Google, stop! Stop!"

I grabbed the hammer and set it on the table. I looked at Jack. He looked worried and a little bit scared. I gave him a hopeful look to try and reassure him that everything was fine.

"OK Google, do the laundry,"

Jack and I followed Googiplier into the laundry room. I have no idea how he knew where my laundry room was because he'd never been to my new house before. He grabbed a T-shirt and started ripping it apart. Jack ripped the shirt from Googipliers hands and Googiplier stood up and stared at him. Jack quickly grabbed my arm and stepped away to talk to me.

"Dude, he isn't safe. He can't do anything,"

"I'm sure he can do something,"

I walked over to Googiplier. "Google, what can you do?"

There was a moment of silence.

"My primary objective is to answer questions as quickly as possible,"

I gave Jack the 'I told you so' face.

"Secondary objective is to destroy mankind,"

Jack stepped back and then gave me the 'I told you so' face.

"Why don't I just take the chip out? Th-that sounds like a good idea," I said. I quickly walked over to Mark and grabbed the set of tweezers that was on the desk. I grabbed his head and just as I was about to extract the chip from his head, he grabbed my arm tightly and looked me right in the eye and smiled creepily.

"Matthias.."

I was actually scared now. I heard Jack's footsteps behind me. He grabbed Mark's arm and tried to pry it off me. It wouldn't budge.