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We had the house now with (Y/N) in the back seat. She looked up to me as I helped her unbuckle her, from the car seat. Her big (E/C) stared at me. I helped her out and grabbed her hand. I lead her up the driveway and to the front door.
I unlocked the door and grabbed her small hand and lead her to the kitchen. She looked around with her mouth wide open. I smiled at her amusement. Chica came around the corner with her tail wagging. As Chica approached (Y/N) recoiled from her. (Y/N) backed up against my leg.
"Its alright she won't bite you." I said crouching down next to Chica, petting her fur.
(Y/N) moved closer towards Chica with her hand extended. "Are you sure?" She looked to me with doubtful eyes.
"Yes I'm sure." I said petting Chica once more. "See."
"Okay." She said petting Chica's fur.
Chica lick her face causing her to giggle. I smiled at the two. She continued playing with Chica, so I took this time to go and turn on some cartoons. I returned back to see (Y/N) laughing while Chica was on top of her licking her face.
"Chica." She looked towards me wagging her tail once more. "(Y/N)." I said moving closer to her.
She stood up."Sorry." She said with her hands behind her back and her head down.
"What's there to be sorry about?" I asked with a confused smile.
"Nothing, I guess." She said lifting her head back up.
"Okay, well, um, I was wondering if you wanted to watch cartoons." I said pointing towards the living room.
She shook her head yes.
"Okay then." I said with a smile extending my hand towards her.
She came closer and grabbed my hand. I lead her to the living room. We sat on the couch together watching Sponge-Bob. After three episodes (Y/N)'s small head rested on my arm. I looked over to see her eyes flickering slowly. After waiting a bit she was asleep. I picked her up, carrying her to the guest room. I rested her on my shoulder while I folded the blanket down. I lied her down on the bed and covered her up.
I decided to go record some videos with the spare time I now had. After setting my equipment up, I heard a slight scream. I turned to the door with worry. I then proceed to go to the (Y/N)'s room. I opened it up to see (Y/N) shot up in the bed crying. I sat down next to her pulling her close to me.
"What's wrong (Y/N)." I said with worry.
She just started crying more hugging me.
"Its alright I'm here." I said cradling her in my arms rocking her gently.
She looked up to me and pointed towards the door.
"What?" I said confused.
"Cartoons?" She said hugging me.
"You wanna go and watch cartoons?" I asked with a smile.
She shook her head yes.
I picked her up along with a blanket. I wrapped it around her small body. I continued to the living room sitting her down on the couch turning on Nickelodeon. I got up turned to go record some videos when I felt a tug on my shirt. I looked to see (Y/N)'s small hand gripped on to my shirt.
"What is it (Y/N)?" I said giving her a small smile.
"Watch cartoons?" She asked pointing towards the TV.
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Daddy and Me (Adopted by Markiplier)
FanfictionFive year old (Y/N) has already had a harder life than most adults. It was a simple story where Daddy got mad at Mommy. And when Daddy gets mad, Mommy and (Y/N) get hurt. Its even worst when Daddy brings his friends over and they bring the gro...