Ipliers X Child Reader (On Hold)

♡dreaming♡

Wilford pov

Since I've arrived at Markiplier Manor, everything in my life has calmed down...

I do appreciate my friend offering me a place to sleep at, while I'm still searching for what will ;) come next, but I thought it would be more exciting... I've walked through the whole house multiple times, played golf alone, relaxed in the pool alone, drank alone, fought the kitchen guy alone... hah good old memories!

But I guess what I'm trying to say is that... this alone part is making me go crazy. Even though Mark, my good old friend, always says I tend to be a bit eccentric. I'm not crazy, I just like to have some fun in my own way.

The only person I kind of talked to was Celine, Marks wife. She showed me some magic tricks and since then I couldn't think quite straight. Not that I'm gay, even though I didn't mind that one kiss I had with that guy from- I mean... uh... I just can't think clear sometimes.

My vision turns pink and my heart hurts but thats probably normal! At least Mark doesn't seem to care.

Anyway, enough talking about me... even though I could go on for years talking about this amazing man.

Today was one of those different days at Markiplier manor.

It had been raining the whole day, which was pretty relaxing for your good old friend right here.

Like always Mark stayed in his room upstairs, working on some company plan or something. Many people advised me to stay inside, but who would I be if I would not go outside.

Me, the one and only amazing Wil- C-Colonel will ;) never stay inside! No stupid little clouds can stop me!

PFFF HAHAHAHA me? Scared of some air?!

Female dog!

I tamed a panther and dyed it pink! If theres one tornado on this earth then that would be me! Pfff tornado who? Everyone knows the Colonel!

Well anyway...

I was standing infront of the huge french style glasdoors, hands on my hips, my mind and body ready to go out into the storm.

I was about to open one of the doors when I saw a little kid running in the rain. They stole some food from me from time to time... I never really knew where they ran off to though.

,,Kids these days..."

I opened the door and walked out, enjoying the cold drops of rain that hit my face. I closed my eyes and sighed, enjoying what felt like home.

,,Ohhh, its been a while since Jumanji..."

Well... I would've enjoyed it even more if it wasn't for that little rascal running around. I can fight a tornado but that kid certainly can't. So me, the responsible adult, made my way over and cleared my throat. They turned around and stared at me and my wounderful warfstache.

Almost sounds like a name... huh well anyway!

,,Well well well... Who do we have here? Tell me, my little thief friend. What is your name?"

They were quiet for a while but then whispered to me. I got on my knees so I was at their height and looked at them.

,,I am sorry, i didnt quite hear that could you maybe repeat that for me pleas-"

They screamed right in my ear.

,,Y/N!"

W-well... my ears are gone now, but at least I understood. Both of us were quiet so I stood up and looked around. What do kids like? What did I like as a kid?