Chapter 9.

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As a fangirl
You gotta do what's best
Be it...I don't know, writing fanfiction.
Or maybe clearing history of things you tried to find of your favorite celebrity.
Heck...it could even be playing video games with them.
"Ugh!"
"GOD!!"
"DAMMNIT!!!"
*me wheezing of laughter*
"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!"
"BITCH!!!"
"FUCK!!!"
"SHIT!!!!!!!"
"THAT IS SO NOT FUCKING FAIR!!!"
"Alright calm down Mark."
And without notice, Mark slammed his controller repeatedly on the desk, smashing it into little pieces.
We both sat there speechless.
"Well...no more 'I Am Bread' for you." I suggested, trying not to outburst with laughter.
What do I do next? I thought. I didn't have that stupid dream! If only I had that stupid dream everything would be-
"Are you alright?" Mark asked, breaking my thoughts.
"Y-yeah. Why?"
"*shrugs* You just seem a little...uptight."
"Well... I'm stressed about your friends coming over." I lied. Mark waved his hand away as a gesture that it wasn't a big deal. "They're normal people, except for Sean. But you'll get used to them." I nodded slightly as he turned off his gaming console. "Well, I'm gonna get a snack. Do you want anything?" He asked while walking out of the recording room. I shook my head softly as he walked out the door.
It took him a while. I heard the rustling and the moving of bags of chips or some other crunchy food. "Hey, Mark?
You don't mind if I use your computer for something do ya?"
"No your fine! Go ahead! Just don't be on any sites that involve-"
"I won't!" I stated while giggling. I went onto Google and clicked on the search bar. With swift movement of my fingers I quickly typed in:
Wattpad.com/Login
My heart stopped when I saw my notification icon bursted up to 203. Well...I guess that's what happens when you don't check Wattpad in forever. *HINT* *HINT*
I quickly scanned over all of the notifications, realizing that they where mostly votes. I smiled at that thought. I was glad that people actually enjoyed my stories (😘).

Now what I'm about to do was probably what I might have done in my dream. But I could be completely wrong. I decided to write a short little one shot of Markiplier x reader. I wasn't sure if I was gonna post it or not but it was always fun to kill time with a little short story.
(Timor skip because writing a fanfic about a girl writing a fanfic is a little strange)
It was my last sentence and Mark hasn't gotten his snack yet. It was either I was a fast typer, or Mark was just being super slow... and I failed in every course of Mrs. Coloso's typing class in college. Oddly enough, I wanted to be a biomedical engineer.
"Mark?" I called out. But there was no answer. I panicked a little but calmed down as I realized I 'panic a little' too much.
I stood up, leaving Wattpad on the screen. I sauntered my way over towards the kitchen and found no one was there. "This boi." I mumbled to myself. "Mark?" I called out again. Still no answer. "Mark if you jump out at me I swear i will-"
"He looked deep into my eyes as my heart pounded like hooves of a thousand wild horses," my heart stopped when I realized how familiar that sounded. Mark continued to read from the recording room as I rushed over towards the fanfiction.
"Mark's warm hand was placed on my cheek as he pulled in closer, closing his eyes slightly,"
I stood in the doorway watching Mark read my fanfiction.
Fuck
"With all the confidence in my body I leaned in and..." Mark turned around with a smirk on his face. "That's all you wrote." He said. My heart raced and my head spinned as I thought of a way to explain this. "I-I....um..." Mark chuckled and walked closer to me. "(Y/n)? Do you have...feelings for me?"
A weak and quick smile stretched across my face. "Um...you see...it's fanfiction. You don't really-"
Mark put out his hand up as he looked into my (e/c) eyes. "(Y/n), I need to tell you something."

Ding dong!

"Shit," Mark muttered. "Well, my friends are here!"
We both walked over towards the door and Mark opened it, revealing two men standing on the porch. "(Y/n), meet Sean and Felix."

I already know them, Mark. I wanted to say. Those are my two idols that I look up to.
When Sean stared at me and blushed, my heart skipped a beat as I got ready for a fun night.

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