Child! Markiplier

chapter 5

Dark decided to have the meeting in the living room, sinse it wasn't really anything to do with work and Wilford suggested it was a good place for 'his child' to play. Least to say, the other egos were stunned to find a child version of their creator in the living room, playing with a tiny box Tim on the floor, Wilford playing with him with his own tiny box Tim as well. 

Mark himself didn't know why he was playing like a regular four or five year old, but it felt rather relaxing to him. Plus Wilford was helping him keep calm by playing with him. He kept quiet as he played, making the toy play hit Wilford, as Wilford pretend to die. He smiled, but his attention was brought to the other egos, listening as the other egos gushed over him.

"LOOK AT HIM!" Oliver squealed shaking his fists in delight. "HE'S SO-SO C-C-CU-CUTE!"

"Yeah don't blow a fuse now." Red whispered, patting his back.

"He's a tiny little dude isn't he?" Bing commented, ruffling his hair, causing him to giggle. "Oh dude! Did you guys hear that?!"

"Aaaaawwwww." Was all Mark could hear, seeing everyone stare at him in awe, looking at him like he was a puppy.

"Make him do it again, make him do it again!" Green chimed in, happily.

"Try tickling him!" Bim added.

"Oh you mean like this?" Wilford then scooped Mark up, lifting him off the ground, holding him in one hand, and the tickling him with the other. 

Mark let out a laugh causing the others to gush over him once more. It got to the point where he had tears from laughing to much. His little hands pushed Wilford's hand away as he shook his head. "N-no s-stop Wilfowd, stop please!" He laughed when Wilford attacked him with more tickles.

"THE TICKLE MONSTER SHOWS NO MERCY!" Wilford laughed, as he continued to tickle him.

"WIL ENOUGH!" Dark snapped, causing everyone to jump.

Wilford's features soften, staring at before staring at Dark with a glare, his eyes squinting as he stared, hugging Mark close. "Buzz kill." He whispered, setting Mark down.

Mark stared around the room, noticing his quiet they got, casting their eyes to the ground nervously. He slowly looked at Dark who gave him an annoyed look, causing Mark to shrink within himself, before clinging to Wilford's leg, starring up at Dark in fear.

Dark then cracked his neck, sighing. "If you all are quite done gushing over him like he was a puppy we can get back to the matter at hand. Any objections?"

They all stayed quiet, still looking at the ground.

"No? Good." He sat back starring at each ego. "Now I had a discussion with Marvin and learned that this curtain spell is irreversible."

"So Mark's stuck like this?!" Bim gasped, starring down at Mark.

"I wouldn't mind that." King smiled, patting Mark's head. "Just look at him. He's so cute!"

"Don't jump to conclusions!" Dark growled rolling his eyes. "He'll turn back eventually."

"Ah man!" Bing frowned looking at the ground. "I like little Mark."

"You don't like it when I'm gwown?" Mark asked, walking out a bit, starring up at everyone. 

"It's not that we don't Marky." Dr. Iplier chimed in, leaning on the couch. "You're just so adorable!"

"The Host does agree that little Mark is adorable, but the Host also wants to remind the others that Mark himself has a life that is now being put on hold because of this curse."