Markiplier x Dog! Reader

So Cold.

(I put my own dog up there because if you are lazy and don't know what dog to be you can just be her.)

   The last thing you see before you were thrown out was the cruel smile of your owners as they slam the door. They beat you. They starve you. Hey! You're only a puppy. You didn't do anything! Everything turns dark as you are faint from the pain of the kicks that were thrown your way before you were tossed out.

-time skip-

It's been a week since you ran off. Well your were thrown out but they didn't consider you to be a smart dog and run off. Boy were they wrong. You sniffed around the houses. You hoped that something would be there.

"I'm so hungry.... It hurts.." you whined. (You can talk. Think of Warriors. Good books by the way. Not sponsored). You wander to the streets of LA cities and hear the sounds of people buzzing like bees. The smell of food from vendors. It's hard as you can't take anything but you can always beg right? You don't notice a car zooming towards you until you get pulled back by a person. You quickly dive under the nearest box, shaking from almost being hit by a car. The person who pulled you back, shrugged and walked off. As you start to crawl back out, a man and his dog see you and you see them and quickly back in under the box, shaking again.

"Hey there, little guy." The man says. The dog gave the guy a look of "don't assume genders" but he didn't see it.

*your actual P.O.V*
I growl but it seems so... weak. I am weak. I'm so hungry. I notice the guy sigh.

"I won't hurt you. Come on." He says.

"I promise he won't hurt you. He's my owner." I see the dog bark quietly. She seems so nice. She looks absolutely pretty. I crawl out. My fur muddy and has some patches. She quickly sniffs around my coat as the man gently pets my head. It felt nice. It was warm. I slowly sit and look at him. His smile was sweet. Maybe he isn't that bad. I realized his hair was red and black. I look at his dog.

"What's his name??" I bark to the dog.

"That's Mark. My name is Chica. What's yours?" She asks giving a small yip. I look at her then look down.

"I wasn't given a name. I was always called 'garbage' or 'shit'" I whimper. Mark picks me up.

"I'm gonna call you..... (Y/N or preferred dog name)" He says. I give a little smile and wag my tail. A name. I actually have a name.

"It suits you, dear." Chica barks. I gently cuddle close to Mark, feeling secure.

"Thank you, Chica." I yip.

"You can call me mom if you want." Chica barks back.

"Sounds like you two are having a conversation. Who knows. I don't speak dog" he laughs as we come upon a house. It looks so pretty.

"Maaaark!!!! Tyler's trying to hit me with arrows!!!" I hear a guy yell as he runs out of the house and Mark sets me down. I instantly hide behind him and Chica.

"Ethan. You need to be a little calmer right now. Tyler you t-" I hear a grunt and see Mark holding his side as a starnge thing falls to the ground and I pounce on it, growling.

"You hurt, Mark!!! You are evil!!" I growl and bark. The boy named Ethan gives an 'awww' as I tackle this strange object.

"(Name), it's not gonna hurt you." Mark says, as he grabs the strange thing.

"Sorry, Mark. I was aiming for you." The other guy said. He's tall. Was he the one who used that thing to hit Mark? I growl and glare at the man.

"Ha Tyler. She doesn't seem to like you at all." Ethan laughs.

"Well you hit me with an arrow. Soooo." Mark justifies. An arrow. Tyler and the arrow are evil. I growl more.

"TYLER YOU ARE EVIL!!! I SHALL END YOU AND YOUR EVIL ARROW!!!" I charge Tyler and tug at his pant leg only to get picked up. He smiles.

"You are so cute." He says. Mark and Ethan just stare at him.

"What? I can't say things are cute?" He says. I have a huge glare and pout on my small face.

"Just hand me her. She's probably not ready for someone like you. 'So tall and mysterious'" Mark says sarcastically at the end. It makes me have small snort. It's a doggy laugh. Mark takes me and I give Tyler a "Ha, He's mine" look and Tyler gives me a scared or confused look.

"(Name), you stay here with Chica. I'm gonna give you a bath and then some food. Amy should be here soon." Mark says before walking off.

"Amy is great. Sorry about Tyler. He's not as bad as he seems. Ethan is great. He's a huge dog fan. So expect a lot of cuddles with him and me. Kathryn is one of his friends. She comes over a lot. But she's great too." Chica tells me. I sit next to her and she lays down. I lay next to her. It feels amazing. It's so peaceful and warm.

"Alright. I'm back you two." Mark says and I see a blonde haired girl walk in with him.

"Mark! She's so cute!" The girl says. I think it's Amy. Gut says so. Chica looks at her and I sit up and tilt my head a little as she kneals down and pets us. I wag my tail.

"Alright. I need to give this one a bath and then some food." Mark says and picks me up. Chica gets up and follows him and Amy.

"What's her name?" Amy asks and pets my head with a finger.

"(Name)" he says as he sets me in a tub that's filled up to cover some of my legs. It's warm. I didn't know water could be warm. I quickly drop and roll around in it enjoying the warmth and stand up and it gets cold and I shiver. Mark starts laughing. Chica looks over the edge and gives me a smile.

"Let me get the camera set up." Amy says. She runs off and starts the camera as soon as she is back. Mark has me hidden behind him and he is sitting with Chica.

"Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier. Today We are giving a dog a bath. Oh. You think Chica is getting a bath?? You are mistaken. Meet (Name)" he moves out of the way and gestures to me. I jump up to look and I see Amy and the camera scoot up. I lick the camera curiously.

End of part 1