Funny Markiplier Novels & Stories

“That bad?” “Everyone is annoying.” Marco snorted from across the table. Matias pointed his fork at him. “Especially people who think they're funny.” “I am funny.” “You're twenty-six and still play video games with a twelve-year-old.” “Exactly. That's why I'm funny.” Matias rolled his eyes before looking back at me. “Everyone suddenly acts weird in middle school.” I leaned forward. “Weird how?” “They care about everything.” I blinked. “That's very specific.”

He said lifting his hands to make his point more clear. "Aha, that's true, thank God you are okay, but that doesn't explain why you look like you were about to end the world." Mark replied, still bent on dwelling on his case. "Mark, please," He answered. Dan who stood at one end of the rest house was busy laughing at them. "Dan, do you think we are funny? Why can't you stop laughing?" He asked him. "Yes, you both are funny and it's always fun watching you guys honestly, all I need is a pack of popcorn and I am all set to watch the funniest comedy show of the year,"

Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this. Walking next door back to Kaylee's house with snacks in hand I find them already setting up for the movie "Hi Amanda you bought snacks" Mr Parker smiles at me showing me his dimples if I had any panties they will be damp "Yes I bought as many as i could find " Well what movie did you girls decide to watch?" How about Addicted about that married woman who is a

"Hahahaha, there are six men here. You can't even fly with wings. Why are you struggling?" "If I were you, I'd lie down and cooperate with us." Mark laughed wildly. He stuck his index finger directly into the glass and stirred it. "Nice, the juice is still icy." Someone beside me laughed and teased, "Mark, you're so considerate of her. You even care that the juice tastes better when it's icy." As soon as that man finished, another guy laughed at him, "What considerate, you're green and inexperienced! You must not have tried getting a blowjob from a bitch who drank ice water."

he said, frowning a little. “Just the beer,” I lied, flashing the world’s fakest smile. The guys snickered. Their eyes screamed: Yeah, sure, “beer.” We know exactly why you’re glowing, you little menace. Mark kicked things off. About like an hr in. he bluffs Dad out of a chunky pot and suddenly needed to go to the bathroom. His eyes hit mine for half a second, literally saying ‘come here, now’. My heart does a somersault.

There was the faintest smile across the fat, dead lips. The losers, Chi said, zipping close to each of the heads to examine them. Now arent you glad Daniels team won? Mostly thanks to this guy. He clapped the muscular man on the shoulder, though Daniels teammate didnt seem to feel a thing. Then Chi was out the door again.

After all, Mark was the one who had forced her to get married to him in the first place. What Arianne did not know was that Mark was also hiding from her. After confirming that Arianne had left, Mark went downstairs and teased Smore, “Are you full?” Smore smiled happily at him, which improved Mark’s mood. “What’s so funny?” Smore pulled a straight face as he mimicked his dad falling off of bed. “Thud.” Smore even mimicked how his dad had covered his head and groaned in pain. Mark was stunned. Did his son have such… great mimicking skills? He even dared to laugh at him!

I mouth off to them, and they made up what I was saying. “I’m a Pumpernickel fart. Now that’s rude,” Gio chuckles. “She’s saying you love goat cheese,” Justine giggles. “No, Lola’s saying she wants to make goat cheese and cause us to have pumpernickel farts,” Markum finishes. I forgot what I was trying to say, as laughter is the best medicine, even if it hurts now. My silent giggle is cute, helping me forget my worries. Seeing their happy faces adds to my healing, making me feel grateful to have them.

Saying the most stupid and absurd things to ruin my image among people. I also heard that after I was exiled and left the pack, Mark was among the happiest people as his biggest rival was now gone and he didn't try to hide his joy and happiness after I had left the pack. According the the news that had gotten to me, he even went as far as throwing a huge party with free drinks and free food for pack members to celebrate my exile. It was an absurd thing to do especially when the loss of the Luna was still being mourned by everyone. But then again, this was Mark.

Knowing how miser Uncle Pete was, Mark and I ended up laughing. “Good point” I replied, nodding in agreement. “OH! I FORGOT!” Mark made another attempt to tear up my eardrum. “Stop screaming like a banshee!” I growled angrily. “She is right! Stop doing it, r*scal, you really have some high pitch vocal cords!” Oliver added in frustration. “Oooppsss, sorry” Mark replied with a small innocent smile while covering his mouth. ‘He is not guilty at all’ “What is it?” I asked in an unbothered tone.