"Who Killed Markiplier"

Greeting old friends...Part 4

Elizabeth(y/n): I finally got there and I saw another man there he was looking at his watch he must be another person Mark invited. "Hi are you going to this party sir?" I asked he turned around "yes I am, I was a plus one with the Mayor" he responded.

 He must have been the district attorney "My name is Ethan, yours?" he asked "I'm Elizabeth the childhood of Mark and the Mayor".

 We walked to the door and I saw someone familiar,Ethan walked up to the door first. 

"Oh bully!and here I thought I was gonna be the last guess to arrive. My friends call me the Colonel you're welcome to do the same should it please you,but uh...after you" William said to ethan.

 When did he call himself that well I have to play along,he was wearing the outfit I once saw in Jumanji. "Well hello "Colonel" funny I liked William better" I said he didn't even notice me. 

"Hehe well good to see you too Elizabeth you look great" he said and took my hand and kissed it, William was always a gentleman.

 I walked in and was greeted by a butler"ah bonjour !Welcome to Markiplier Manor your invitation please".

 I handed him my letter and part of me wanted to keep it. "Very good,very good right this way good luck at the table tonight. I shall fetch you a drink forth worth" he said I wasn't much for drinking.

I saw Damien chatting with his Ethan since he was his attorney after all they were done I had to say hello to my good friend. "Hello mayor how are you?Are you protecting this great city of ours?" I said he chuckling. I gave him a big hug we let go and he seemed a little nervous he fiddled with his cane.

 "I try,so how are you doing I haven't spoken to you since our days at university?" Damien said.

 "I'm doing well good to see your in good shape" I said "well I'll see you at the table soon okay well catch up" I waved good bye. 

I strolled to the kitchen and saw the chef fling a ladle in ethan's face and yelled at him I wonder why. The butler came up to me " sorry you had to see that here is your champagne enjoy your evening" he said I thanked him. 

I heard someone walk down the stairs it was Mark.

"Welcome welcome one and all my name is Markiplier. Thank you for joining me on this auspicious evening so good to be surrounded by close and trusting friends" when he said that he made eye contact with me.

 "Now, this evening it's not all about the poker It's not all about me it's about you. So drink up and be merry!Life is for the living! And who knows...I could be dead tomorrow" he laughed after that.

 I toasted and drank, mark was always amazing at speeches he should have been a writer. I wonder how this game of poker will go...