This can't be real... {Markiplier and FNAF fanfiction}

Chapter 7: Yawn......yawwn....yaaawww- SHUT UP!

I can help but laugh after Mark has just slipped when attempting to put his shirt back on. We are all holding our stomachs in pain as Mark sits back in his chair like an angry 3 year old. He crosses his arms and looks away.

"Bob and Nellie." He states as he pulls a grumpy face. They stand up and put on the headphones and choose a song together. I watch to see they decide on Cheerleader by OMI.

(I will spare you guys the lyrics for now)

They start to get into the chorus and they dance to the music while putting their heart and soul into it. I can't help but sing quietly to myself since the song is so blooming catchy.

"Hannah?" I hear Wade ask from behind me so I quickly spin around to face him.

"Yeah?" I watch as he raises an eyebrow.

"Are you British?" He strokes his chin in fake thought.

"You don't say." I laugh as he joins in too.

"Thanks for the sarcasm, Missy." He sarcastically points out and grumpily crosses his arms.

"Are you 3 man babies because you all act like toddlers." I joke as they stop singing their song. I clap for them and shout 'wooo! Yeah! Go Bollie!'... I created a ship name for no reason.

"Hannah and Mark now." Wade claps his hands together we both stand up to go pick a song.

We both choose 'King of everything' and I begin to click my fingers with the beat.

(Quickly play the video and read/sing with the music!)

Oh (oh oh oh)
Oh (oh oh oh)
Oh (oh oh oh)
Oh (oh oh oh)

Keep drinkin' coffee
Stare me down across the table
While I look outside

So many things I'd say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet
And count the cars that pass by

You've got opinions, man
We're all entitled to 'em
But I never asked

So let me thank you for your time
And try to not waste any more of mine
Get out of here fast

I hate to break it to you, babe
But I'm not drowning
There's no one here to save

Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died and made you king of anything?

Oh (oh oh oh)
Oh (oh oh oh)
Oh (oh oh oh)
Oh (oh oh oh)

You sound so innocent
All full of good intent
You swear you know best

But you expect me to
Jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset

I'm not the one who's lost
With no direction oh
But you'll never see

You're so busy makin' maps
With my name on them in all caps
You've got the talkin' down
Just not the listening

And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be
Who died and made you king of anything?

All my life
I've tried
To make everybody happy while I
Just hurt
And hide
Waitin' for someone to tell me it's my turn
To decide.