Who is The Man Behind The Mask? (a Cryaotic Love Story)

Prologue: "My Dad Markiplier"

When I was a little girl, my parents died in a horrible car wreak. Died upon impact... and I can still hear the sounds of metal clashing into another, glass shattering. When I close my eyes I can still see my mom flying through the windshield and my dad hitting his head against the steering wheel. They thought I was dead when they pulled my limp body out of the car. Mark told me that I was in a coma for almost a year, he had been looking for a little girl to adopt, I caught his eye. He wanted a gamer for a daughter, and I guess my father working for a video game company hinted towards it. 
"That's a special one" the social worker Anna had told Mark, he had been staring at my picture in my file. He had about a dozen files to look through but he couldn't help not love mine. The picture was the most recent picture of mine at the time, it was a black and white photo of me at the park, my hair in curls. Mark told me my big smile in the picture made him smile, that's when he knew I was the one.
"Her name is Eleanor" Anna added "she lost her parents in a car accident, she hit her head and she's been in a coma for a few months..." these words hurt Anna, she loved children and just the thought of a child hurt broke her heart. 
Mark's smile quickly faded, he shook his head in disbelief "I want the adoption paperwork, I want Eleanor"
Anna smiled quickly looking through her stacks of papers finally finding the packet of adoption paperwork "I'll get that started, in the mean time you can pay her a visit. she's at mercy hospital"
Mark knew that hospital, it was right down the road from the social workers office. He quickly left only saying a quick "Bye-bye!" as he shot outside and into his car.
I was hospitalized for a year and a half, 10 months I was in a coma and the rest of the time was spent trying to remember how to achieve simple tasks. I had to learn most basic motor skills, I even had to learn how to talk again. Mark was there, the whole time he went through it all. From the accident and until I was about nine I knew Mark as my dad. He didn't really say anything, he even liked it. But, he knew he had to one day tell me the truth.
That one conversation all adoptive parents dread to have with their Adopted kids. To tell them that they didnt have them, but someone else was thier real parents. Mark told me the truth, he didnt hold anything back from me. But, It was Mark who raised me. He was my dad now, and always will be.
Mark recorded my whole hospital stay and made them into home videos. My first word was "Play!", it's what I would say to get Mark to play a video game for me. He took his laptop to the hospital and played a video game for me. I laughed when Mark played a horror game, he would scream like a little girl!
The nurse gave Mark the honor to help me learn to walk again. She would tell him what to do and he'd do it. I took my first steps and Mark's face lit up like the fourth of july. I loved it everytime I could make Mark smile, I tried everyday to do the littlest thing to make him smile.
Mark wasnt the only one who came to visit. One day Mark came with a guy who I had never met before. He seemed okay, and he was really nice as he came in holding a teddy bear and flowers. "Hi kiddo, I'm Daddy Mark's best friend Wade. You can call me Uncle Wade" I smiled then pointed to Mark's laptop "Play?"
Wade looked confused as Mark cut in "she's asking if you're a gamer"
Wade smiled nodded "Yeah, I play with your daddy all the time, want to see?"
Mark tensed "Wade! what are you gonna show her..."
Wade smiled grabbing Mark's laptop "I'm just gonna show her one of our drunk minecraft videos-"
"Wade!" Mark tensed crossing his arms "I don't want her to see us drunk! we'll set a bad example!"
Wade laughed looking back at Mark "aww look at Daddy Mark bein' all protective, it's not gonna hurt her" Wade turned to me "it's okay for adults like Mark and me to drink, okay? not you, ever"
I nodded pointed to the video he had open "Play play!" Wade laughed catching Mark's attention
"God dammit Wade, not that one!" I had picked "Return of Slendy's Nipples"
I clapped and laughed as I watched Mark, Wade, and another guy who I met moments later:
"sorry I'm late guys" a guy said entering my hospital room
"It's okay, I blame Wade" Mark says giving the guy a hug "it's good to see you buddy!" Mark said being over dramadic, the guy laughed.
The guy came up to me and held his hand out "I'm your uncle Bob, it's good to meet you sweetie" I shook his hand pointing to the guy on the screen
Bob picked up what I was trying to say and smiled "yeah, that's me. I play with your dad all the time"
I smiled "Bob play!"
Mark looked at me shocked
"Mark, what's wrong?" Wade asked with me on his lap
"she said another word!" he smiled picking me up wrapping me in the biggest hug "she's learning! you're my good girl!" he prasied me with kisses all over my face as both Bob and Wade laughed. After that day I got better and better at talking. I don't know why but, Bob was the only one I could understand when he told me words to say. 
Bob held up pictures and I had to name what it was, it was fun because Bob was always the best teacher. "what game is this?" Bob asked. he held up a picture of a tall slender white none faced man in a suit "Slendy!" I chimed
Bob gave me a high five "good job! alright, what's this one?" he held up a picture of him, Wade, and Mark in minecraft form.
"Drunk Mincraft!" I chimed recieving another high five as Wade and Mark sat aside watching me and Bob while talking to each other. Mark was smiling, and I could tell Wade was making teasing him. I could only make out a few words that Wade said like "you're happy, you needed her"
Bob stood up from my hospital bed placing my pictures down, he turned to Mark smiling "she'll get better the more you just get her talking. Even though she's like five she's learning at about a two year old's level. I'd say she's lucky Mark" He placed his hand on Mark's shoulder "Eleanor is gonna need you, you're a dad now and the more she grows the more she'll go to you for advice. She's a good kid, and she's already one hell of a gamer. you better take care of this one"
Mark laughed "of course I will! you talk like you doubt me Bob! I can do this, I'm the bestest Daddy ever!"
Wade shook his head "yup, she's doomed"
they all laughed as Bob went home followed by Wade.
My two uncles made my new life even better then before, they became apart of my daily life and still are to this day.
Finally one morning I got the news that I was ready to go home. Mark came into my hospital room with a pink mousache print black suitcase and packed all the clothes and toys he had bought me since I had got to the hospital. We went home and everyday became an adventure!
One day we'd be making forts in the livingroom, the next we would be sword fighting all through the house. Mark always made sure that he would only record when I was at school so that he had time to play with me when I got home. He would put on his pink Warfstash and talk in his voice as he helped me with my homework.
"Now Eleanor" Mark said in his Wilfred Warfstash voice "what is a 2 + 9?"
I giggled "it's Eleven" I spoke in my deepest voice making Mark laugh
"well, YOU are correeccttt!" 
When I was done with my homework he would make me hot chocolate with marshmellow's, every time he put a mini marshmellow in my hot chocolate he'd say "POOF!" making me laugh.
He's always been the best dad, and I'm lucky to have him as not only a Dad but also as my best friend. Back then, I was clussess that my perfect world had many secrets hidden in it.
It took one afternoon many years later, when I was a teenager to find out.