Chapter III

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Dark's POV

I heard Google come down the stairs. "Where'd she go?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I...I sent her home. I never should've done this..." I said. Google huffed.

"Dark, you love that girl like she's your own daughter and you mean to tell me you let her go? What the hell happened to the Dark I know and hate?" He said. I chuckled. If only he knew. He bought my act just as much as she did!

"You and I both know she changed me." I told him, trying not to laugh. Google shuffled his feet. "So, uh...does she...you know...remember me? Us?" He asks. I shook my head. Anger coursed through me as I remembered his connections with her...

"No." I said calmy. "Give her time, Google. Time is all she has right now..." ha. Even I know that's not true. As long as she's with Mark, she'll keep remembering... I have to keep them together...then she'll remember just me. Only me...

Your POV

You woke up and stretched. Cheese and rice, that was an odd night... you thought, rubbing your temples. You kept replaying the scene you dreamt of when you were little. Did that really happen? Was he really...there for me when my father...? You stood up. Nah. Hes probably just playing tricks on me. I mean, he's Darkiplier for crying out loud. I've just gotta focus on today. Today is the day I hang out with Markiplier! You told yourself.

Taking a quick shower, you throw on your Wilford Warfstache tank top, skinny jeans, a black hoodie and red converse. Looking in the mirror, you sigh. What to do with my hair? You decide to just comb it out and leave it at that. Stepping out of your room, you think back again to the events of last night. It's best to forget all of that...

Putting a smile on your face, you head to the kitchen where you smell bacon and pancakes. You chuckle as you remeber a song off of Adventure Time. Bacon pancakes that's what I'm gonna make. Take some bacon and I put in in a pancake, bacon pancaaaakes!

You take a seat and wave at Dylan. "Morning Dylan. Did you get your videos done?" You  ask. He looks at you and you notice light bags under his eyes.

"Yeah, it took a while though. Good thing I don't have to go to work untill 11 today. I can get a nap." You giggle as he pops the 'p' in nap.

"Well, get a good nights rest tonight, mmk?" You said. He nodded his head."Where's Meg?" You ask. He hands you a plate of bacon and pancakes.

"She's still sleeping. Lucky duck, she doesn't have to work today since it's Tuesday." You laugh at the face he made as he said that.

"I don't work today either, so I get the day all to myself with the one and only Markiplier." You say, not even trying to hide the excitement in your voice.

"You know, (Y/N), you can always record with me on a vlog or something." He said.

You finish your bacon and pancakes and down your glass of orange juice. "Well yeah, but I don't want people to hate on you for living with two girls." You say, putting your dishes in the dish washer.

"(Y/N), no one's gonna care. I've already proposed to Meg so they can suck it up." You chuckled.

"Aww, I someone jealous they don't get to hang with Markiplier?" You tease. He laughs.

"Nah, go have fun. But, if you can, could you mention me secretly in the video?" He asks shyly. You nod, more than happy to.

"Of course, I promise." You tell him sweetly with a smile.

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