We were back in Mark's apartment. Mark paid and we headed back. We didn't really acknowledge the story about my brother. We simply moved on. Mark let me into the apartment and I walked in. He looked down at his watch and he jumped, "Shit! It's already 11!" He rushed to the back and I followed him. What was such the hurry? 

"What's wrong, Mark?" Mark was setting up his computer and he was on YouTube. 

Mark realized that I was concerned. Mark chuckled and turned back to me, "Nothing to be worried about, Legan. I just haven't posted something in a couple of days. People are gonna start thinking I'm dead." 

"But it's only been a couple of days. They already assume you're dead?" 

Mark chuckles and smiles, "Yeah. Come be in one of my videos. It'll be fun." 

I was hesitant about it. I looked at his channel and saw he did a lot of horror videos. I started to decline. "I'm not big on horror games. I'm a chicken." 

Mark smiles as he pulled up something named "OctoDad." "No worries. We don't have to play anything scary. OctoDad is far from scary. Trust me. Lemme just get everything set up for recording." 

I pulled up a second chair from around Mark's desk and placed it next to his. Watching him put his mic in between us as I looked at the picture of me and Mark on the screen. I realized I looked kinda rough today, but I guess it didn't matter now. 

"Hello, everybody! My name is Markiplier and welcome to another episode of OctoDad! Here with me today, some of you saw on a live stream the other day. No she's not my girlfriend. No, she's not my sister. She's a new roommate of mine. Introduce yourself." 

I tried not to waste any time. "Hey, guys." I said with a smile and a small wave. 

"Her name is Legan. We are roommates but I give it 24 hours til there is fan art out there of us. Don't you think?" Mark turned to me. 

I smiled and nodded, "Defiantly." 

Mark pointed to the A and D keys on the keyboard to me, "So how about you control the legs and I control the arms? Sound good?" 

I simply laughed. Knowing I was gonna mess this up terribly, but why the hell not? I started moving the legs and they were going everywhere. I wasn't used to this. Mark laughed and continued to commentate. "Okay, so our objective is to get this glass of juice over there to that couple. Think we can do that?" 

"Let's see." I got close enough to the glass so Mark can grab it and he had the hardest time doing that. We were just laughing our asses off. We finally got the glass and we started heading over to the couple, while running into two tables, walking over a different couple eating like they hadn't noticed, smacking three people in the head, and putting our crotch in a cake. I was basically on the floor dying, unable to concentrate. 

"Come on! Come on! A couple more steps!" Mark yelled. I was able to put the other foot down close enough to the couple and Mark simply threw the glass at the couple and the game accepted it as passing, "Hey! We did it!" Mark and I high fived and we moved on to the next objective. 

Another hour of flailing and failing and laughing and giggling, and we finished up OctoDad. Mark did his outro. "Thank you everybody for watching. Tell me in the comments if you want me to finish and I will see YOU in the next video. Bu-bye!"

I decided to wave back as well, "Bye guys." 

Mark finished recording and turned to me. "That was great!"' I smiled and nodded. It really was fun. I loved it. "Wanna do another?" I just nodded. "Great! Lemme edit and upload this one and we'll get started on the one." 

"Cool. I'll just go get some drinks."

"Water, please." I left the room to go get ready for the next episode. 

20 minutes later and Mark had put up the video. I was walking around the apartment, waiting for him to get ready again. "Hey, Legan, come here!" I heard Mark call. 

I walked to the back and saw Mark was watching the video on YouTube. He waved me over and I followed, trying to tell what was on his screen. It's been up for 5 minutes and people were already commenting. "They comment fast." 

Mark smiled and pointed to one of the comments, "Read that out loud." 

I leaned closer to the screen to read it. "Omgawd, Mark. Your "roommate" is so cute. I'm so happy for you." I chuckled. "They still think we're together? I thought you said we weren't?" 

Mark smiled, "Trust me, they never listen to me." Mark excitedly pointed to another comment, "Come on, keep reading." 

I playfully rolled my eyes and kept reading, "Good work, Mark. You got a great catch. I'm so happy for you two! We all know that they're banging." I read more and more comments. Some were condescending, some were encouraging, and some were just funny. By the time I was finished, I was started crying tears. I couldn't believe the response after maybe 15 minutes of game footage. I turned to Mark, "This...this many people care?" 

Mark nodded, "This is how many people believe in you. They don't even know you and they believe in you, Legan. I hope you remember that." 

I was crying more and more until I felt Mark get up from his seat and wrapped me in a hug. I simply cried in Mark's chest. It felt so good to just know that people believed in a complete stranger. It was an amazing feeling. 

Mark patted my back, "Now, come on. I'ma teach you how to play Five Night's At Freddy's." Mark smirked evilly. What was he up to?