WhoKilledMarkiplier?-

the meeting -night

Y/N POV (warning bad english awaits)

   I step into the huge fancy gate and glanced at my watch.
  "7:00 p.m... I hope i arrive sooner if the traffics here are not fuckin with me" i muttered to myself.

I walked towards the front door and saw a guy with a black thick mustache and  safari clothes on, standing while looking around anxiously and saw you watching  him.
"Oh, bully!" he turns his back facing me "and here i thought i was gonna be the last guest to arrive." he took a deep breath before stretch out his hand.
"My friends call me the Colonel, you're welcome to do the same should it please you but uhm.." he took a quick glance at the door before returning the glance to me.
"After you."

I welcomed his hand. "Just call me y/n then." i smiled and walked through the wooden door, followed by the Colonel.
A tall butler then greet me in british accent. "Ahh.. Bonjour. Welcome to Markiplier Manor. Your invitation please."
I search the invitation card i've received a few days ago and give it to the butler. He then checked the card clearly says at the front of it 'Y/n district attorney"
"Very good,very good. Right this way. Good luck at the table tonihht.. I shall fetch you a drink forthwith."
"Ah, thank you for the wish. But uhh can i know your name. Just incase something happen.. I would be easy to find you"

"Just call me butler for the time being. " he replied and walk away. "But if you really wantvto know... It's Tyler. But i prefer you called me butler."
I then walked to a which i guess, the living room, seeing one of my best friends since childhood, damien who is now became a mayor talked to a guy wearing a long brown coat that usually detectives wear. I haven't meet damien for years since i been transfer to another district area.
I kinda miss him .... So much. I have this feeling for years and years but i can't said it .. Till now.
Yes, i have crush with a mayor. I'm not the same level as him.
I don't suit with him.. And maybe he don't ... Like me.
He turned around and caught me staring him. I blushed. The detective gives me a suspicious look before walk away.

" Oh, there you are, Y/N. How are you settling with your new office?" he asked, playing with his cane which he have it for years.
  " Okay, didn't cause me a lot of trouble."
   "Now i know it'll take some getting used to but there's no one i would rather have alongside me to protect this great city of ours.
Now I'll see you at the table soon.. But try not to rob me blind again. We'll catch up." he started to walk away with his long black cane swinging around his waist.

"We'll see about that." i walked to be appear a dining room connected to a staircase and a kitchen where i saw a fierce-looking with long curly hair man wearing a chef hat walked into the kitchen with a ladle in his hands. He turn to me and gives me a death stare.
    "If you're looking for hors d'oeuvres,I'll get 'em when I'm good and ready!" he rudely speaks before walked to the kitchen door and suddenly pointed the freakin ladle towards me.
   " AND STAY OUT OF MY KITCHEN!"
  "Now, now let's not be rude to our guest" Tyler interrupt us with a tray of 4 glasses of champagne.
   "So sorry about that. Here's your champagne. Enjoy your evening." he smiled. I then saw Mark, dressing in a bright red robe and a messy wet hair, probably just went out of shower.
    "Welcome, welcome, one and  all. My name is Markiplier. Thank you for joining on this auspicious evening. So good to be surrounded by such close and trusted friends." he then looked at me and gave me a big smile.
He's never changed, always watch for his friends.
  "Now this evening, it's not all about the poker.. It's not all about me.. It's about you." he pointed his finger to each of us, staring with his pair of brown-hazel eyes into your soul.
"So drink up and be merry, life is for the living.. And who knows?
I could be DEAD tomorrow.HAHAHAHAHAHHA"
He laughed.
I don't think we should take a joke about life and death. But maybe he's don't know what he's talking about so i decide to ignore it.
I raised my glass and everybody cheers up.

And then the party poker at Markiplier Manor starts.

So maybe you guys have read a lot of familiar wkm from other writer so this one is maybe you guys be like " ah it's the same with the other one. "
MAYBE but i freakin love wkm okay?
So maybe the next chapter gonna take me some time so yeah the update is gonna be so slow.😅😅