How Markiplier Saved Christmas!

Let's go Santiplier!

It was the week before Christmas.

And all throughout the land,

Buildings and trees were decorated

Extravagantly grand.

The lights they did twinkle.

They decked out all the halls.

On the Christmas tree they hung,

Shiny and sparkly red balls.

Markimoo ran past shoppers in a flash.

Mark was in a hurry during this date.

Shuffling his feet so fast.

For he had waited to buy his present too late.

He bought presents for his family,

some small things would do it.

A gift for everyone on the list,

Darkiplier not included.

Darkiplier would get him.

He was so very miffed!

How dare Markimoo forget him,

and not give him a gift!?

So Darkiplier stood there,

and he did conspire.

He had an idea to get back at Mark.

But sadly Santa was in the line of fire...

Since Mark wasn't watching the steps he did take.

Darkiplier pushed Mark on Santa's back.

And sadly, both of Santa's legs he did break.

His skull and spine got cracked.

The kiddies cried,

the mothers had shout.

On the floor Santa lied,

Mark almost knocked Santa out.

He scrambled his brains.

He pulled out his hair.

He was going insane.

Mark was so very scarred.

"You moron! You idiot!",

Santa said with no ounce of fun.

So loud and angry he spit.

"You ruined Christmas for everyone!"

"I'm sorry, Santa!", Mark said.

Eager to appease Santa,

or his dream of being on the nice list would be dead.

"Well, since you're so eagar to help."

Santa said while struggling to get up.

"I think I will make you my head elf!"

"You can help me in parts where I do lack!",

Santa said cheerily with a jiggle in his belly.