Your POV
You woke up and shielded your eyes from the light of the morning sun. "Hiss..." Adjusting yourself on the bed, you felt a pair of strong arms around you. Who the hell... You turned to see Mark. Your mind flashed to the events of yesterday amd you sighed. He seems nice, but I really don't remember him... Being as quite as possible, you lifted his arms off of you and slid off the bed, not making a sound. You slightly regretted doing so because now you were cold. Shrugging it off, you went to the closet you'd seen last night and walked in. What to wear? You pondered. Your eyes came across a really cute shirt. It was black and had a pink mustache with an 'M' on it. Aww, I like mustaches... You thought. Wait, I do? Oh my goodness, I remembered something! Throwing on the shirt and a pair of jeans, you walk back out to see Mark sitting up, rubbing his eyes. You jumped up and down in excitement.
"I LIKE MUSTACHES!" You shouted and did a really weird looking victory dance. Mark gave you a very odd look.
"And this is good because...?" It took a minute to sink in. "Oh, hey! You remebered something! That's great!" He said, standing up. He was about to hug you but you took a step back.
"I have an idea." You told him. He looked curious.
"And that would be...?" He said.
"Well, I don't have memory of us being...together....right? I don't want to be mean and completly cut you off so why don't you ask me on a date or something and we'll go from there?" You proposed. He seemed to think over it for a while. You could practically see the gears turning in his head before he smsiked.
"Ok. (Y/N), will you go on an date with me?" He asked. You giggled and shook your head no.
"But it was your idea!" He whined. You smiled at him.
"We technically just met, so we have to get to know each other first. That's how it works." You said. He crossed his arms and pouted.
"Then let's go to the mall." He said. You nodded.
"Last one outside has to do whatever the other says!" You shouted before sprinting away. You heard Mark shout from behind you.
"I haven't even dressed yet!"
You giggled but kept going, grabbing a pair of converse on the way out along with a hair tie you found on the living room coffee table. Opening the front door, you fist pumped the air in victory. "Haha! I win!" You shouted. Mark came panting behind you, a black tee-shirt and jeans sloppily thrown on and glasses falling off his face.
"Only because you cheated!" He groaned.
"And who said cheaters never win?" You teased. He smiled.
"Alright, what do I gotta do?" He asked with a fake pout.
You thought for a minute.
"Aha! You have to give me a piggy back ride the whole time we're in the mall!" You said, grinning. He sighed dramatically.
"Truly the worst punishment my lady!" He said with an amazing British accent. You laughed.
"And you have to use that accent!" This was gonna be fun! He headed towards the car and got in, you following suit. Then you were on your way.
Humming a little tune, you tied your shoes and propped your feet up on the dashboard. Looking in the visors' mirror, you grimaced. Craning your neck to see around the seat, you spotted a comb in one of the back seats. Groping around for a few moments, you got ahold of it. "Aha!" Situating yourself back into your seat, you combed out your hair, still humming.
"What song is that?" Mark asked you. You shrugged.
"I don't know. It's just in my head." You replied, still humming.
Mark looked deep in thought.
"Schooools ouuuut for summer!" He sang. You laughed.
"Oh my gosh, I remeber that song!" You said excitedly. Today is going to be soooo fun! If I keep going at this rate, I'll have all my memories back in no time! Mark chuckled at your excitement and you two pulled into the mall's parking lot. Hopping out, you waited patiently for Mark to walk over to your side of the car. He grumbled something about 'objectives' but you ignored him and held your arms out. He squatted down a little and you jumped up on his back. Standing up, he stumled a bit before regaining balance, you not helping by giggling and shouting, "Onwards trust steed!" You to got many looks as you entered the mall, coming in at the food court.
"Where to first madam?" He asked, using the accent. You laughed quietly, thinking.
"To the bathroom! This lady has to pee!" You said. Mark stiffened beneath you.
"What's wrong, Mark?" You asked him. He shook his head, walking to the bathrooms.
"I-I'm f-f-fine."He said. That's really odd. It sounds like his voice is glitching out or something... He dropped you off at the restrooms and you did your business. Drying your hands on your pants, you exited the bathroom and froze at what you saw.
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There were four Marks.
Google's POV
I'd asked her where she wanted to go first, and she said she had to use the bathroom. Before I could start walking, I got a notification in my system. Upgrade avalible. I sighed inwardly and selected 'upgrade'. Realizing I was still standing in place, I quickly snapped out of it and brought (Y/N) to the bathroom. She entered and as she did, the update finished. I had tingling feeling throughout my core (get your heads outta the gutter guys) amd shuddered. Suddenly a bright light shimmered and subsided, revealing something that shocked me. There were three other mes. They were all wearing different colored shirts, one red, on green, and one yellow, all with a glowing G. Before I could react, (Y/N) came out of the bathroom and froze.
Hey guys, I know I said I'd update on a schedule now, and that this is short, but like an hour ago Markiplier uploaded a video called 'Google Gets An Upgrade' and now there are four of them so... heh... please don't hurt me. ~-~ Ciao!
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Crimson (Googleiplier × Reader)
Fanfiction~Completed~ Uh, so I'm not good a descriptions but I'll try and hopefully not spoil anything. Yeah, no. I tried. I couldn't do it. Sorry XD.
