ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)

The King? {Mark x Reader}

Sorry guys. I was superrrr sick. I was actually concerned I had Corona (Maybe I did, it's not completely out of the picture ://) But I'm good now!  I swear! Hopefully.... Anyways on with the story, haha!

Third Person P.O.V.

A blue light emitted from the screen on the laptop. All was quiet in the night. There was no sound except a slight hum coming from the laptop. The laptop was on a desk in a bedroom where two people were cuddled up to each other in their bed. It was the infamous Markiplier, and his girlfriend (Y/n) (L/n). The slight hum was getting louder, and it woke (Y/n) from her slumber. Thinking the computer had somehow turned on, she untangled from Mark's arms to turn it off. He groaned as she moved, waking him as well. "Hmm, where you going?" He asked, his voice husky with sleep. She gave a tired smile. "The laptop over there turned on or something, I was just gonna turn it off." He looked over and frowned. "That's not right." He states. She tilts his head. "I'll take your word for it." Mark now gets up and they both walk over to it. The humming keeps getting louder and louder.

Mark cautiously lifts it open. The humming stops, and on screen it was the load up screen of the first Five Nights at Freddy's. "Well, that was like on of those moments in movies where there's really dramatic music, and then nothing happens." Mark laughs. Then there is a crashing sound and a bright light that engulfs them both. When they both open their eyes, they are, somehow, in what appears to be a security room. The FNAF security room. "You forgot that in those movies, there is always the unexpected attack." (Y/n) grumbles before looking around. "What the hell happened? Is this what I think it is?" She exclaimed, seeing the room fully.

(Y/n) P.O.V.

"I-I don't know? This has to be a joke right. Right? Haha, you got us Ethan you trespassing bastard!" Mark looks around the wall for any hint of this being fake. I look out one of the doorways. "Um there's an actual hallway." He joins me in the doorway. "No no no no no." He says fearfully. "Come on, aren't you the king?" He looks at my teasing smile, and I see his visibly relax. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm the King! Of Five Nights at Freddy's!" He shouts. I look into the monitors. "Ok, it's already 4, we just have two hours. Hopefully, we can find a way out." He joins me. "Where are they?" Mark whispers, checking all the cameras. They are no where to be found. I back away, stretching and yawning. I twist my body, and I can see into the left doorway. "M-Mark?" "What?" He looks in the direction of my gaze. He lets out the girliest, most inhuman scream I've ever heard. He jumps behind me. His left hand is on my right shoulder while his other hand points at the group in front of us. He continues to scream.

There in the doorway five little creatures sit with their legs in front of them. It's Foxy, Bonnie, Chica, Freddy, and Golden Freddy. They aren't the big scary animatronics like they are in the game. They are like small fluffy stuffed toys. They blink at us, looking confused. "Mark, they're so cute!" I laugh. "They're vicious, vile, evil, devil creatures that should burn! Don't be fooled, they will rip your face off." He says passionately. I give him a side eye. "Nice to know I'm so protected." I say, referring to him using me as a shield. He sheepishly moves to my side. I move towards them. "(Y/n), what are you doing?" He shrieks. "Just relax." I crouch in front of the group, and wave. They wave back with a smile. "Aww, hi little guys. You're so cute." I coo. Foxy climbs up on his legs and waddles over to me. I laugh, and pick him up. "Aww, Mark look!" "Why are you holding that vicious beast!"

Golden Freddy follows Foxy's lead, but walks to Mark instead. Mark screams running away. GF, thinking it's a game, laughs and chases after him. I laugh, doubling over while being carefully with Foxy. Mark jumps on the desk, where GF is too short to reach him. "Mark, just let him hug you. It's safe see. They're cute." I hold up Foxy to him. He sighs, climbing off the desk, and sits on the ground. GF and the three others rush over to Mark, climbing on him and hugging him. I set Foxy down so he can join them. Mark smiles, surrounded by cute, and hugs them carefully. "I guess they aren't so bad..." He decides quietly. I sit across from him, admiring the sight. (Like picture above. Art is not mine, just inspired the one shot.)

"I told you." I smile. He looks up at me. "Yeah. Fine. They're adorable." I stand up and look at the time. "Since it's safe, we should try and find a way out." I say. He places the little ones the floor, and stand up too. "What if we just walk out and exit." Mark suggest. "Worth a shot." We leave the security room. I look behind me to see the animatronics tumbling over each other to follow us. "They're so cute." I laugh. Mark looks back to. "Yeah. When they aren't big and trying to kill us." We walk into the party room where there are glass doors leading outside. We go up to them, but they don't budge. "Dammit." I grumble. "Did you hear that?" Mark asks. I listen and hear a mechanical whirring and heavy steps. "You don't think..." I look at him fearfully. The littles, as they will henceforth be known, cling to our legs.

I look into the party room and see a normal sized,very scary looking, Chica walking around. Mark's eyes widen. I cover his mouth before he can scream. I put a finger to my lips. The littles whimper in fear. Shit... Chica's head swivels towards us. "Fuck, run!" Mark and I sprint back towards the security rooms. Well kinda. The littles are still attached to our legs. Bonnie must have lost his grips, because he falls off my leg, tumbling backwards. I look back to see Chica coming towards us. "Damn it." I quickly turn, grab Bonnie, and race back. We all pile into the security room, and Mark closes the door. We breathe hapeavily for a few moments while a Chica waits outside the window. Mark walks over to me, wrapping me in a hug. I bury my head in his shoulder. "Don't do that again." I assume he was talking about the thing with Bonnie. I don't say anything, letting the warmth of his hug make me stop trembling.

Eventually Chica leaves. "Looks like we're going to have to play after all." I say. Mark nods grimly. He stands and opens the door again. "Good thing I've got the king with me." I say with a smile. He grabs my hand, and kisses it. "Yeah. We got this." The littles join us by the monitors. It's five. Just one more hour. "Okay. It's the last hour. But we also don't know which night it's supposed to be." Mark reminds. I look through the cameras. "I'll operate camera, you man the doors." He nods. I look at our power. "Shit! We don't have much power. What happened!?" I groan. "I don't know! We got shot into a game, and your asking that?" "Rhetorical question Mark!" I look on the camera to see Foxy coming down the right hallway. "Close the right!" Mark sprints to the door, closing it.

The little Foxy makes faces at the big Foxy through the window. Big Foxy growls and snarls at us. He reels his hooked hand back, punching it through the window. Mark and I both scream. The little Foxy falls back to the ground, and is then pulled up by the other littles. Foxy's arm reaches into the room. "I don't remember this being part of the game!" I shout. I look over to the cameras and see Freddy coming down the left hallway. "Shit! Fuck! Ass! Tits! Bitch! Fuck!" I curse while closing the other door. "We are so fucked!" Mark shouts. Foxy continues to try and break in. Mark and I huddle in a corner. The littles cuddle to our side, and tremble. And then the final, worst thing happens. The power goes out. "Mark, I love you." My voices shakes. His hand finds its way to mine in the dark. "I love you too, (Y/n)." The Freddy music starts, and two sinister eyes appears.

A small yellow light appears next to us. The little Golden Freddy is glowing. "Mark..." I look in awe. A blue, orange, red, and brown light also appears. The others are glowing to. "What the..." The Freddy eyes seems less sinister, and more surprised now. The littles hug Mark and I tight. The lights create a collective, big, bright, white light like before. I close my eyes to not be blinded, and when I open them again I'm our room again. Sunlight streaming through the window. Mark isn't there. "Mark!" I shout. "Mark!" I desperately cry. Tears start to flow as I fear the worst. I start to fumble out of bed when Mark rushes into the room. "Babe, what? What is it?" I rush into his arms. "Oh Mark, your okay!" He laughs nervously. "Um, yeah... Why wouldn't I be?" I look up at him. "You're kidding? The Foxy? And Freddy? And the little guys?" He gives me a confused look. "Um, (Y/n), I think you had a bad dream. I think you should leave Five Nights at Freddy's to the king." He chuckles. He kisses my forehead. "Come on, let's go eat breakfast." He leaves room. Suspiciously, I walk back to the laptop. I open it, and surprise surprise, it's the loading screen of FNAF again. Except the littles are holding hands in a corner. It's small, but I notice it. I smile, close the laptop, then follow Mark for breakfast.