It was Sunday morning. Usually, (Y/N) would be sat outside in the sunshine, but today the pouring rain prevented them from doing so. Instead, they were swinging their legs, sat on a chair with nothing to do. Until Mark walked up to them.
"Hey kid, you seem an teensy-weensy bit bored. Could I interest you in some Little Big Karting?" (That's the game I play for racing)
The child eagerly nodded their head.
*Five minutes later*
"HOW DO I DODGE THAT KIND OF ATTACK? IT WAS LITERALLY AIMED STRAIGHT AT ME!"
"You need to have a weapon to defend yourself, Mr. Mark!"
"I KNOW HOW TO PLAY! I think..."
"I don't think you do, Mr. Mark..."
(A/N): The above video was included because of how much it reminds me of WKM and Dark and Wilford's backstories. Also Scootaloo Loves Sans is one of my favourite animators.
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Adopted By Ipliers - Ipliers x Child!Reader
FanfictionI'm sorry for the unoriginal first chapter... You are a four year old, adopted by the alter-egos of Markiplier. PLEASE NOTE THAT MARK IS NOT THE MAIN IPLIER IN THIS! {THANK YOU FOR 20K!}
