Markiplier Imagines |completed|

Are You Ready for Freddy?



"WHAT THE FUCK!! I HAD IT! I ALMOST HAD IT!!"

Mark's constant yelling echoed through the house, but you were prepared for that. With earplugs on, and TV playing you were able to muffle something, but not enough. You knew how frustrating Fnaf could get, but that definitely didn't stop you from going and making fun of him.

You got up from the sofa and took out the earplugs, turning off your phone. You let the TV play as you snuck towards his recording room. You quietly pushed open the door and poked your head in. Mark seemed sweaty and nervous with floofed hair. You giggled softly on your own.

"WHAT THE HELL!! I DID EVERYTHING RIGHT! WHY DID HE KILL ME!!??"

At that you stepped in the room and leaned against the doorframe. Mark fell back on his chair and let out a loud sigh.

"Look at yourself, playing Fnaf like a looooooser."

Mark immediately turned his chair around and raised his eyebrow.

"Being stuck on that night like a looooooser," you added mockingly.

"Well then. If you're so good at it then come and sit. Play it," Mark made a statement, arms crossed and a victorious smirk on his face.

"Nope. I can't," you answered quickly.

"Oh reaaaallllly? Why not?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.

"I can't play because I will beat it and then your fans will know what a loooooser you are," you half smiled.

"I swear to God, if I end this video, I'm gonna beat you in the face with my pillow," Mark said, turning back to his computer and starting the night again. You walked behind him, took off his headphones and whispered into his ear: "Looooooser."

"Go away before you mess it up again and put back my headphones asap. I can't hear the game," he mumbled. You put the headphones behind your back and leaned in closer.

"What's the point? You're going to die anyway...like a looooser."

Suddenly Bonnie's face flashed on the screen and Mark was tossed back into the main menu.

"THAT'S IT!!" he yelled and jumped out of his chair. You dropped his headphones and ran out of his room, laughing loudly.

"COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!!" Mark yelled.

"Look at you, trying to catch me like a loooooser!!!" you screamed between laughing.

"Oh, I'll show you a loser," Mark told to himself and jumped over the sofa, after you. You, being on the other side, had now nowhere to go as he caught you and pushed you on the sofa. He climbed on top of you and smirked.

"Well, well, well. What am I gonna do with you now, huh?" he asked sweetly.

"I don't know... You decide," you said, licking your lips.

"Then..." Mark said quietly and leaned close to you, putting the hair behind your ear," Then you'll get..."

"What? What am I going to get?" you asked innocently.

Mark leaned even closer to you and you could feel his breathing on your ear.

"You're going to get.... OWNED LIKE A LOOOOOSER!!!" Mark screamed and grabbed a pillow from his side. Before you even realized what he had said, he hit you in the face with that pillow. Mark got off of you and fell on the floor, laughing.

"You sneaky little...." you cursed loudly.

"Look at you, whining here like a looooser!" he exclaimed before starting to laugh again.

"IT'S ON!!" You then screamed and grabbed another pillow. You got up on the sofa and air-attacked Mark, makind him fall on the floor. Unfortunately, though the attack was successful, you couldn't keep your balance and fell on the floor with him. Mark immediately took the chance and pulled you closer, locking you between his arms.

"Hey, that's cheating!!" you whined.

"Look at you, being stuck like a looooser...my loser," Mark smiled and kissed your nose.

"Look at us, laying on the floor like looooosers," you giggled back. Mark smiled and pushed a pillow under your head.

"It's not so bad having a loser like you," he laughed.
"You're not so bad for a loser yourself," you chuckled back.
"I can live with that," he whispered and kissed you softly.