(Dark's POV)

    "Well that was interesting," I set my, now finished, book back on my shelf with a small smile on my lips. "I wonder how Anthony and Sean are doing," I say aloud as I make my way out of our room and towards the other side of the house where the counterpart's lived. As I walked through the halls I passed by Jean's room and heard the two girls yelling at movie characters who were making stupid decisions that would ultimately lead to their death. I chuckled at them and continued to walk to Sean and Mark's room.

    "Could yer at least get me some food, bro?" Sean's voice could be heard as I came up to the room. He sounded as whiny as ever but not in an annoying way.

    "Yer should've come when Dark and I told yer to!" My Irish demon threw back as I could hear the smile in his voice. I swear these two always loved to pick on each other. Sometimes I forget that they are two separate people from two separate worlds and not twin brothers.

     "I wasn't hungry at the time! Also, I was worried I'd run inta Mel and frook everything up..." Sean sighed. Knowing this fight wasn't going to end soon, I knocked on the door before entering and stood on the nearest wall.

    "How about I just grab us all a quick bite? If it will get you two to stop arguing like a married couple," I piped in with a smirk and small chuckled. Sean opened his mouth to speak, but he was interrupted when Anthony pushed him over.

    "What was that for??" Sean questioned in half-hearted annoyance, my mate simply shrugged. I chuckle deeply at the pair, like I said, twin brothers.

    "I just felt like it," he stated with a sassy tone. Before he could say anything else though, Sean reached up and pulled him to the floor, where the two began wrestling each other.

     "Oh boy." I sighed, leaning against the wall and putting my head in my hands. I was about to leave and get food for Sean when I felt someone grab my shirt. Next thing I knew I was on my back on the floor, with my scene-looking mate sitting on my stomach, leaning forward on his hands which rested upon my chest.

     "Well hello there~" he purred out, smirking down at me. I smirked back at him and quickly flipped us over so I was on top, which didn't seem to surprise him at all. He reached up and pulled my head down into a kiss which I gladly returned.

     "Get a room!" I heard Jack call from across the room, to which I responded by flipping him off, not once parting from my Anti. "Oh come on! Can yer at least get us food before yer all frook first?!" Sighing beneath me, Anti quickly flips us over yet again and hops up to the ceiling so that he's dangling just out of my reach.

     "Fine, fine. Would yer mind babe~?" My green-haired mate asked as his shirt slid up his body, showing off his chest. He was doing this all on purpose, this little minx of mine I swear.

     "I'll go get it, but when I get back," I flash up beside him, biting on his neck a bit. "You're in a Hell ton of trouble~" Anti tensed a bit as he held back a moan. I chuckled and walked out, humming lightly as I moved down the hallway towards the kitchen, where I hoped, for Sean's sake, that there was still food left.

     "Oh, hey there Dark!" Mark greeted me as I made my way into the kitchen. He was doing some last min the cleaning and prepping from the looks of it. It is always amusing how he still refers to me as the counterpart then fans created rather than my actual name.

     "No sleep tonight?" I question him. Normally he would be up to recording or something for YouTube. When he falls into a cleaning mood or attempting to cook, he wasn't able to sleep though that's probably due to the fact of that Sean was attempting to do videos and Anti was being his annoying adorable self.

     "Nah, not really tired. Still kinda hyped up on adrenaline from the day." I nodded, and looked around, trying to find some food for Sean. "There's some leftover pizza in the fridge if that's what you're looking for." He states without even looking at me, this is the result of being connected to a mortal.

     "Thank you," I replied, opening the refrigerator and rummaging through it for something the Irishmen would enjoy. After searching for a bit, I was finally able to find something both of the Irishmen would like since Anthony was probably hungry again. I threw the pieces into the microwave and waited for the timer to go off. "So... I have a question for you, Mark."

     "Mhm?" He finished up the last bit of cleaning he had to do and turned to me curiously. "The great and almighty Darkiplier has a question for me? Pinch me, I must be dreaming!" He gasped out as if it was some kind of miracle.

      "Oh shut the Hell up and listen dammit," I roll my eyes as I take off my reading glasses. "When do you think Mel will find out or be told of myself and the others?" 

     "Well, she already ran into Mad and Anti, and she appears to be a smart girl, so I have the feeling she's going to be searching for answers. When she's going to figure out the truth, I have no clue. But, I want that to be sooner than later, ya know? She just seems... different. Like she's not going to run away or call us insane when we try to tell her," he shook his head and sighed. "At least I hope so. When you go back, tell Jack I'm going to bed if he wants to join me," and with that, he left.

     "I hope so..." I sigh as I move my glasses to the top of my head. "Hell, I hope so..." The microwave behind me went off, as I turn to pull out the slices the sound off feet in the hallway cause me to slow my actions. Doing my best to put on a Mark impression, I called out to whoever was in the hallway and out of my sight. "Who's there?" I didn't turn around just in case it was Mel, I couldn't afford her to see my eyes.

     "Mark? Hey, could you show me where the guest room is? I kinda got lost..." Just my luck. Despite the predicament, I was now in, I did chuckle a bit. The one person who was warned not to be seen by this girl was now the only one who hasn't been in her presence, how ironic can this be?

     "Yeah, just a sec though," I replied, my voice sounding identical to that of my counterpart's. "Do you know where the game room is from here?" She was silent for a moment, thinking over my question.

      "Yeah, I should be able to get there, why?" She cocks her curly-topped head to the side at a small angle, almost like Jeanette though Jeanette would normally do a full 90-degree angle cock.

     "Could you meet me there? I need to drop off some food for J--- Sean." I cursed myself for nearly slipping up. Mark never calling him Jack, not after how long they've been together.

    "Why don't I just come with you?" I yelled at Jeanette's friend in my mind for being so persistent. Her and Jeanette are too similar for my health right now.

    "He's not feeling well and he doesn't want to get anyone else sick," I replied carefully, knowing that Anthony already convinced her something was wrong with him.

     "Oh, alright. I'll meet you in the game room then," she replied before walking off. I gave it a bit of time, allowing her to make her way towards the kitchen, before setting off myself. Opening the mental link between my mortal and myself, I relay the message of him meeting Mel in the game room to lead her to her room. Way to almost blow it, Dark. He chuckled back playfully. I swear sometimes he only does that to get under my skin. I sighed and walked the rest of the way back to Jack's room, where I found Mark as well. I stared at him in surprise for a sec, then mentally slapped myself. Did I seriously forget that the two of them shared a room? I gave some food to Jack, then handed the rest to Anthony, who smiled happily and began eating almost immediately. And, of course, the two brothers began quarreling again, which gave Mark and me a window of opportunity to steal some of our partners' food. We both, however, got caught and were rewarded with playful punches to the arm from our respective Irishman tackling us to try and get it back.

     "Did you by chance already walk Mel back to her room?" I ask Mark as I keep my Irishman at least an arm's length away. He was so adorable when he attempted to be the dominant one.

     "Yeah, I did. Once she'd gotten to the game room she was able to find her way around, so she was already halfway there when I found her." I turn to look at him as he responds, and laugh because he was sitting on Sean's back, holding him down as the ate the rest of his lover's pizza. Sean squirmed beneath him, trying and failing to fight for his food.

       "Bbbbbbaaaaaabbbbbbbbeeeeee!" Anthony whined as he stopped fighting and began pouting, just like Jack would do but more adorable. "I thought you got me the food." His downcast look pulled at my heartstrings. If it had been anyone else, I wouldn't give two shits but with him... what can I say? He's my perfect mate. I sighed and handed him whatever was left of the slice I had stolen, but before he could eat it, I pulled him forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Mm~" He moaned into the kiss, as I just simply smirk. I pull away as he stares at me a bit breathless.

     "Finish eating babe~" I start my way out of the room. "I'll see you in our room when you're ready for another round, Mr. AntiSepticEye~" As I left, I heard one small comment from Sean that made me burst out laughing.

      "Is there ever a time when you two aren't fucking?" The last things I heard from the room as I left were Mark and Sean's laughs as Anti sat on the floor, getting defensive and yelling.

     And when are you two not dressing up like Nekos and fucking? I ask my counterpart and his mate mentally as I walk away with the widest smirk knowing I had won the battle.