Author's Note: Chapter updates will be a little slow since I have a life...kinda... Also, comments are always appreciated since I always am trying to improve my writing. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy!

"Are you a virgin? No!" laughed Mark Fischbach, aka Markiplier. He shot a glance at Amy Nelson, his girlfriend, who was behind the camera. Ethan Nestor and Kathryn Knutsen (the former on mics and the latter editing a previous piece) stared at Amy, who felt a blush spread across her whole face. Silently thanking the Lord she wore makeup that concealed the redness, Amy turned back to the camera.

"Well, that's all the time I have for today's Q and A. Remember to leave a like and subscribe, and as always, I will see you all in the next video. Buh-bye!" finished Mark.

"And cut!" said Amy, ending the recording.

"Whew!" exclaimed Mark, getting off the chair he had been sitting on. "The viewers have some weird questions, huh?"

"Yeah," interjected Ethan, raising his eyebrows. "Very interesting." He glanced between Mark and Amy. Sighing, Mark went into the kitchen of the small house they all shared. Amy quickly followed, ignoring the whispers between Kathryn and Ethan.

"They were talking about the virgin part, I assume." said Mark quietly. Amy nodded, beginning to blush again.

"But honestly, why does it matter to them? Like, we're dating, what's wrong with a little se-"

"Wassup guys, I'm back!" yelled Tyler from downstairs, slamming the door behind him. Mark facepalmed.

"Tyler, if you walked in a minute earlier you would have interrupted a video!" yelled Mark, visually triggered.

"Well, I didn't interrupt it though. Anyway, I went got groceries!" said Tyler nonchalantly, heading over to the fridge with grocery bags hanging off both arms. It was silent as Tyler put stuff into the fridge and cabinets.

"I can make some bagel pizzas for dinner." said Amy, noticing the bagels Tyler placed on the counter.

"I'd like that!" came Ethan's voice from the other room. Mark nodded and Tyler gave a thumbs up. Amy then went upstairs to the bedrooms to find Chica, Mark's dog, who was the sweetest creature to ever grace the Earth. She poked her head in Ethan's, then Kathryn's bedrooms, with no luck. She entered the room she and Mark shared, and found Chica laying on the bed, holding a red notebook under one paw. Her tail began thumping the bed, but Amy grabbed the notebook. The cover read "Mark's Diary".

Mark has a diary? Wow. she thought, opening it up to the first page. There was no date.

Today I met a girl. Her name is Amy. I feel like we fit each other. She's funny, likes videography and YouTube like me, and she's beautiful.

Amy couldn't breathe. Was the whole diary about her? She flipped through the pages until she found the most recent entry. Yesterday, she knew immediately.

Last night, me and Amy both lost our virginities. To each other. It was the best experience of my life though. I was with the girl I love, and she is all I need.

Closing the diary with shaking hands, Amy placed it back in the open nightstand drawer, where she assumed Chica got it from.

"C'mon Chica," she called behind her as she headed back down the stairs. In the kitchen she found everyone eating Doritos at the table, Kathryn on her laptop typing out ideas for sketches and challenges as everyone called them out. When Mark saw Amy enter, he gave her a big smile and glanced at the empty seat next to him.

"So I was thinking we do an eating challenge," Tyler remarked, shoving chips into his mouth.

"I would like to participate!" yelled Amy quickly, which got her some laughs from Mark and Kathryn.

"Yeah, I mean, you're not really in many videos, so, sure!" Mark replied. Amy took a Dorito from the bag and examined it.

"Who can eat the most Doritos in one minute?" she asked.

"Too short, needs to be more interesting." said Ethan around a mouthful of chips.

"Well, five minutes?" asked Amy. Tyler shrugged, but then shook his head.

"Longer, I think." he said. Amy sighed.

"Well, fuckin'— you know what? You guys pick how long!" she said irritably, eating more chips. Mark laid a gentle hand on Amy's shoulder.

"It's okay." he whispered.

—-—

After Amy made everyone pizza bagels, they all sat around on the computers, everyone but Amy editing. After waiting until everyone was completely focused on their work, she opened a new tab and Googled, "keeping a diary". Results popped up from crafting sites, but Amy scrolled until she found an informational site.

Keeping a Diary: Why Do It?

Keeping a diary is the best way to remember the important things that happen in your life. Many people keep them to look back on how their life was a while ago, whether it was good or bad.

Amy closed the tab. She didn't know what to expect, except everything in that article had been common sense. Why was she even thinking about it so much? She opened up the editing software again and was about to start editing a video when she noticed the time. 11:38 PM, it read. Rising from her chair, Amy quietly went over to Mark's computer and placed a hand on his shoulder, which slightly startled him.

"I'm going to bed now, and honestly everyone else should too." she whispered. Mark got up and the two of them went upstairs.

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Amy was laying in bed trying to fall asleep. She had already heard everyone else enter their own bedrooms, and quiet filled the house. She rolled over, and nearly screamed when she found Mark's face just an inch from her own. He grinned and wrapped his muscles arms around Amy's waist, pulling her closer. They gazed into each other's eyes for a while, until Mark's hands began to roam elsewhere. Up her shoulders and to her face, then he kissed her deeply, making Amy melt underneath him. Suppressing a moan, she slid her arms across his bare back, feeling the muscle there. Meanwhile, Mark's hands moved down, under Amy's thin nightshirt and then up her back. Mark also suppressed a moan when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Slowly moving his hands to the front of her chest, he deepened the kiss, Amy's hands also now moving downwards. Mark restrained himself from going to Amy's chest, but he had to. They weren't alone in the house. The kiss broke, and after catching her breath, Amy whispered,

"Sure is getting hot in here, isn't it?" She first glanced at the closed door, then kicked their blanket down towards their feet, then sat up and swiftly took off her nightshirt, flinging it on the floor behind her. A million thoughts had went through her head just seconds before, but after the previous night, Amy wanted to feel that again. She felt Mark's eyes roam across her bare chest, which just got her more turned on. Suddenly Mark grabbed Amy and pulled her in for another kiss, while she slid her hands around the waistband of Mark's boxers, which conveniently were the only thing he was wearing. Mark seized one of Amy's breasts and began to slowly massaging it, while helping her take his pants off with the other hand. Breaking the kiss, Amy caught her breath for a few seconds, then put a finger to her lips and pointed to the door. Everyone else was still in the house. Mark nodded and flung his boxers onto the floor. Taking in his already erect manhood, Amy couldn't help but get more turned on. She needed it. She made quick work of her underwear, quickly removing them, and then she got up on her knees and slowly swiveled so Mark could get a full view of her naked body. Amy turned to Mark. They looked into each other's eyes, and they knew what to do. Amy rolled onto the bed so she was face up. Mark positioned himself over her, then he thrusted in. Pure ecstasy overwhelmed Amy, and it took all her willpower to not scream as Mark moved in and out. He moved closer and gently kissed her, and they both dissolved into each other.

Ending note: Is it OK so far? The shared house was made up by me, and yes, only Mark, Amy, Tyler, Ethan, and Kathryn will be in the shared house. Also after writing this, I have to say that everything in this isn't 100% true, I just felt a lot needed to be in the story. I don't know if I should add Bob, Wade, etc. yet...