Pretty little psycho (Mark/Darkiplier x reader) [COMPLETED]

Ch. 82: Warfstache

The dance had finished, and you stood against Dark, breathing heavily due to the amount of exercise you had just been through. He smiled at you. A genuine smile you had never seen before. He looked over at Mark for a second and said: "You can have her for the rest of the night. I'm exhausted.", before disappearing to what you thought was probably the attic. Mark smiled at you and walked over to you. "We should try that together sometime" he said, winking at you. All of a sudden you heard heavy breathing behind you. You turned around and saw Ellen standing against Ethan's chest, smiling like an idiot. Both of them looked exhausted, which made sense as they had constantly been fighting and dancing with each other. You turned back, looking at Mark again, who wasn't as tired as everyone else, but had still won. Ironic.

About half an hour later the pizza arrived that Mark had ordered after you guys had finished playing Just Dance.
You sat around the table, the whole old squad together, and now Ethan was a part of it too, as Ellen had insisted he should be.
"I remember we ordered pizza the first night I was here..." you said, with the image of you, Mark, Sean, Felix and Ellen sitting on the inflatable matresses still fresh in your mind.
"I can't believe that was almost a year ago!" Felix smiled. "Yeah. It's ridiculous how fast time flies!" Ellen said.
"So... it's also been almost a year ago when I lost my family..." you mumble. It felt like it had been only weeks ago since they had died in the car crash. You still remembered your old house, and how excited you were to go to L.A. How you hoped you'd meet your favorite YouTuber, but you didn't think you'd be lucky enough. And now you live with him.
You could still see your siblings/pets/siblings and pets/fuck you if you don't have either playing in the living room when you closed your eyes.
You could still hear the voice of your dad, calling his friend that lived in a different country.
You could still smell your mom's hair, just like it smelled when she had just washed it.

All the time you had been with Mark and the others you had tried to focus on other things, but you realized you'd never get over it. How could you even get over it? Losing family isn't just something you can forget.

"Y/N? Are you okay?" You heard Mark say. "Y-yeah I'm fine..." you said, before eating the last bit of pizza you had.
"I'm going to go take a shower." You said, as you felt like being completely alone for once.
"Hello there, young lady!" You suddenly heard someone say as you walked upstairs. In front of you stood Mark. But it wasn't Mark. He had a pink mustache and was wearing very weird clothes.
"My name is Wilford Warfstache! You don't happen to know where Darkiplier is, do you? He asked me to come visit him!" He didn't let you answer, as he immediatly started talking again. "Oooh wait a minute! You must be Y/N L/N! Is that correct? Dark has told me sooo much about you on the phone! He said you are very pretty, and I must say I have to agree with him!"
Multiple questions were racing through your mind right now.

Wilford Warfstache?

Who the hell is this dude?

Why does Dark know him?

Dark has a PHONE?

"Hello? Miss L/N?" You heard the voice say. "You kinda blanked out there, missy!" He laughed. 'Whoever this man is... he's very weird...' you thought to yourself.
"Show me the way to Dark, please" He said suddenly, laughing like everything was a joke. "O-okay..." you said, before leading him upstairs, to the attic.

So, now Warfstache is part of this book too. That looks interesting.

Also, I'm thinking of maybe starting on a second book of pretty little psycho!

Love, Ellen :3