Okay, so I'm roleplaying with @huffle-puff-ego again and while doing that I made a few more canon to my OC, the Manor. Who's basicly the Marliplier Manor, but they now have a full backstory and another one what I'll share later. Until that here's a short story of my now new favourite ship! (I would be really happy if someone helps me give them a ship name)
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It was late at night, maybe past midnight, but Manor just didn't care. They were too busy watching the rain, falling down like it didn't have an end, just falling and falling down from the sky. They actually really liked it when it was raining. It gave them nice memories... The endless raining replacing their endless tears, everytime he started playing and laughing like the happy kid he was. Even if his parents weren't at home, like... never, he still could find something what made him smile all day while the nany was sleeping. On rainy days like this he would read a book, or do something what is nothing but easy. Those days were the quiet days and they loved it. They did, because there were times when he started cleaning the house by himself. He was so carefull, like every spot on the house was a piece of a porcelain vase and he never stopped doing it. When he was an adult with a wife and an own butler, he still sometimes started cleaning the whole manor.
These days were deep in their memory and come up when they felt really down, or obviously it was raining. They missed him so much, his smile, his laugh, his happiness. They just wanted to at least meet him one more time, now that they finally have a body to move and maybe feel a bit more human... after so much time of canât doing anything, just watching people living, growing up, being happy, sad, angry and dead...
That was the point when they fell down to their knees and started crying, covering their face in their hands. They just can't do this for too long. They need the man who they love so, so much. They just wanted to feel his touch, not caring if after it they would instntly die, for some weird reason. They just wanted to feel like they're matter, for at least one god damn second by the only person who matter. Everybody only just saw that they're just a horrible monster, because they only showed that side of them. But, the DA and Terick after the years of watching them, finally understood them. They deep down had a kind and caring heart, but the rage and the brokeness mostly covered it. Even if the two souls could tell anyone, nobody would ever believe them, but on the better days, they could talk for hours and hours with the Manor. One day they even let them out of the mirror, collecting enough power, to give them a body, what normal people wouldn't see, but they can finally touch... And they didn't ran away... They stayed with the Manor.
Suddenly in their deep thought, they felt arms wrap around their body. Arms what they couldn't recognize, because they never felt this arms before...
"Stop crying, my angel... It's okay, I didn't forget you..." a soft, deep and beautiful voice whispered into their ear, while gently caressing their arms.
The Manor gasped, feeling like their whole world stopped at that moment, when they recognized the voice of the real angel in here. They only just started cry more, turning around, to finally face... him...
They wrapped their arms around him, holding onto him, like their life deepened on it. "M-Mark... You actually came back. You're here... You're here..." they cried with a soft smile, what just widened when the actor hugged them closer.
"I did..." he whispered and kissed their forehead "I needed to see my angel again after all what they've done for me... But, I didn't thought that I would see them as a human, but something inside me just kept telling me it's actually you..."
They chuckled and shook their head, snuggling closer to him, feeling like their whole life has a meaning. "Mark... I just can't believe you're actually here after all the years... You even remember the name you gave me and called me, since you were 6." they chuckled again at that, soonly stopping to cry and just smile with pure happiness.
Mark sighed softly, looking down at them lovingly. "I would never forget it. You're my angel and will always be. You will still be, when I finally come home..."
The Manor jolted awake, sitting up in the bed, sweating and with tears streaming down on their cheeks. They were panting heavily, looking around, to understand what happened and actually where are they.
Heavy raining hitting the windows.
It's night, but they can still the room, because of the one open window, lighting up the room with the shining moon.
But they're alone in it...
They were only dreaming...
On that night, the scream of broken heart, rage and pure pain was heareble, being enough loud that it even reached the Iplier Mansion.
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