#chillstepischill
Google's POV
"You kinda look like Markiplier,"
"Who is Markiplier?"
Oh wait, I forgot to enable the search engines. I looked for Google's control panel and eventually found it on his back. It took me a few minutes to find the actually button for that, I pressed the button and an automated voice that was different from Google's turned on.
"Searching for 'Markiplier'...100,000,000 results found"
"So he's basically a youtuber,"
"Yeah, he's helped a lot of people, including myself, through tough times and such,"
"Would you like me to pin point his location to tell him this,"
"Wait, no, stop, dude, he already knows some of the fans' stories on how he helped them,"
"Would you like me to do it anyways,"
"No,"
I thought about how I started watching Mark, it all happened after him. My chest hurt just thinking about it. I excused myself and went into my room. Thoughts and memories started flooding back, it hurt everywhere thinking about it. I grabbed a nearby water bottle and drank it until it was empty. I laid down and slowly started sleeping, hopefully a nap would make me feel slightly better.
Angry. Hungry. Yes, I'm hangry
if you get that then plz become my friend 90% of them are low-key unreliable and shit
bye...
Doodles
YOU ARE READING
Okay Google (Googleplier x reader)
FanfictionWhat happens when your dad gets you Google bot? What happens when your past starts to come back to you? why the fuck are you reading this my god I wrote it in like 6th grade when I was a delulu who thought I'd meet Mark
