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Ally

We walked into the elevator that was going to take up to the top of the arch. We had done the normal tourist stuff; take selfies, wear the Fannie pack, eat corn dogs. Ok we didn't eat any corn dogs, yet. I am hungry however.

We rode all the way to the top and stepped out of the cramped elevator. Sitting in that elevator gave me time to think. Even though I've been trying to be positive, it's still hard to not think about all of the bad stuff. How in two months I'm gonna be dead. I'm gonna leave mark, alone and scared; left to fend for himself.  I'm not gonna be there when jacks girl doesn't remember him and he needs a shoulder to cry on. I'm not gonna be there for chica when she gets fixed.

Ok don't think about the sad stuff! Think about something nice.

Marks butt!

I smiled to myself and sped up to mark, wrapping one arm around his and holding his hand.

"Gross!" Jack said, turning around and walking backwards putting a finger in his mouth as if he were throwing up.

"Hey!" Mark called out. "We are in love..." he said quietly this time. Jack chuckled and started to take our picture with his camera. He's been trying photography so when people ask what his hobby is he doesn't say "uhh playing video games." He can seem interesting, is what he says.

We walk a bit more before we walk into a room with windows all around us. We got to see the whole city. The sun was setting and the lights started to turn on, illuminating the sky. It took me all of marks strength to peel me away from that window. The view was more than beautiful.

"Oh hey..." I heard Jack's voice. "what's down there...?" I quickly ran toward, pressing my face against the window and looking down.

I quckly gasped and placed my hands over my face. Placed on the ground was a large sign with painted words, reading 'suzy will you marry me??'

I turned around, flashbacks of the night mark asked me to marry him the first time flooding back. I smiled as I saw mark holding a bouquet of flowers.

"we didnt have time to get married," he stepped closer to me. "That's why I figured we could just do it up here." I chuckled as he took another step forward. "What do you say?"

I know this would only add fuel to the fire for when I leave, but this is what I want. I don't want to just simply say that we were in love before I leave, I want to show it.

"Yes."

And on that night, I got married to Markiplier.




now it's just getting plain stupid.

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