(Mark's POV) 

     "I hope she comes home soon, maybe she will after today's event," I whisper to myself as I left Jean to find her friend. I rapidly made my way back towards the back door of the panel room, luckily without running into any crazed fans. It was almost peaceful as I slowed my pace towards the others. But almost only counts in horseshoe and hand grenade...

     "Why the hell are you here?!" Darkiplier screamed at Wilford Warfstache within my aching mind. Ugh... I swear the sound more of a married couple than brothers sometimes. I grip my head as a dull pain spins in my mind, at least it was bearable... For now...

    "I'm allowed in here as much as you are! Besides..." Wilford calmed as he brushed off dirt from his long pink and white striped overcoat. "I know she's here. I can sense it just as much as you and the others can, Damien." He gives a wide toothy smile as he crosses his legs causing his tan pants to rise up and show off his favorite pink and white striped socks.

     "I didn't know she would be. She never told any of us!" Dark nearly growled out in frustration. He appeared in front of his chair and took his rightful place on my right in his crimson plush chair with raven color lining. If anyone else saw it, they'd agree it was the same color of Jean's hair. "How the hell are we supposed to protect her if she never tells us what she's doing?!"

     "Do understand, dear brother, she believes she can handle herself and for the most part she can. She is not the same little girl from back then." Wilford causally implied as he took his seat in a neon pink and white throne-like chair. I could hear Dark grumble as he adjusted his posture to a firmer position as if he were in a meeting with someone important. He still reminds me of a lawyer or someone along those lines at times like this besides the fact he's overprotective. 

     "I know that but... Still..." Dark's voice dropped as his mind reeled back into memories. I showed up and sat in my green chair in the middle smiling though I was rubbing my head a bit because their yelling made it hurt like hell.

     "I'm glad you two have finally calm yourselves. I swear every time you two are here there's a fight and I have to deal with the aftereffects." I said in my mind as I controlled my body to finish getting dressed for the panel. "To be fair, just be happy she's back in town now. Maybe she'll come home for a while. She's been gone for a year or so, this could be her way of coming home." Quickly, I rushed out of my room and made my way to the side entrance of the stage. One of the employees came up and made sure my microphone was working properly. I gave a quick, silent thank you as all of the guys made their way over. Bob and Wade were right next to me while Felix and Ryan stayed a little back.

     "The other guys ready?" I whispered to them. They both nodded, and I barely noticed the green-headed Irishman come up beside me until he whispered to me.

     "All ready when yer is, babe." Smiling like an idiot, I nod back before switching on my microphone. Using my World's Quietest Let's Play voice, I begin introducing us one by one. "Now, now folks... Let's see who your panelist for this evening will be..." I paused for dramatic effect which seemed to fill the room to the brim with anticipation. "Now please welcome, also known as LordMinion777 and Muyskerm!" The crowd rumbled as I watched Wade trying to act all cool when we all know he's just a big doof, who was shortly followed by Bob who walked on with a huge smile while waving like a big teddy bear.

    "They are quite the pair huh?" I heard Wilford ask in my mind as he made a glass of sparkling grape juice. Dark scoffed at him, making some comment about him needing to get a life and stop shipping everyone. I honestly just ignore them as I continue on announcing the rest of the guys.

     "And now how about we give a welcoming hand to the first ever time of C--- huh?" Felix had tugged on my arm as I was about to introduce Cryaotic. I covered my mic as he did the same before whispering to me.

    "Wait... Cry forgot his mask and had to run back to his room to grab it. Send me out first!" I nod understandingly as I clear my voice and try again.

    "Sorry about that folks, small change in plans. You know him, you love him and you love his pugs more than him. Please welcome the fabulous Pewdiepie!!!" The crowd went into an uproar as Felix strutted across the stage, luckily not in a dress this year, stopping to pose every few steps. He was attempting to give Ryan enough time to get back into position.

    "Ryan's back and ready when yer can be heard again, Markimoo." My well-known Irishman nudged my arm slightly. Sighing dreamily, I waited for the crowd to calm just a bit before announcing Ryan. Though as I waited I could hear my pair of demons making fun of my reaction to Sean being near, at least Damien was lightening finally.

    "Now as I had said before... Please give a welcoming applause to the newbie of our panel this year... Cryaotic!!!!" Now I swear, the crowd went completely quiet as Ryan somewhat shy stepped out from the side of the stage. Not a moment after people realized it was actually him, did they applaud for him louder than they had anyone else so far. There were some whistles here and there but a lot of them were still awestruck that the Cryaotic, the man which never showed his face was actually standing on stage with the rest of the gang. He had even gone to the extent of wearing his famous green 'Sup' hoodie and a real poker face mask, making sure his hoodie was up though his smile was still just barely seen.

     "Damn he's hot...." Wilford whistled back within my mind. I could almost feel him wanting to run right up to Cry and...

     "Uhm, no. That's not gonna ever happen, Wilford." I shot down his path of thoughts not even wanting to listen to the last bit of it. "Not in this lifetime or the next or any that involve his being and my being in any other form than friends."

      "But Maaarrrrrrkkkkk...." He whined at me. I swear, he needs someone or something to calm his horniness. Everyone thinks it's Dark that's the horniest between the two but they are pretty even at times except Wilford has no real way to free himself. Okay, I need to stop thinking about this shit.

      "Come on, Wilford. You know he won't give in. Besides, Felix would have your head on a platter and I don't even want to know what Jean would do to you if you went after Mad." Dark piped in. "They both are terrifying alone at times but both of them together coming after you is one Hell you don't want to mess with. I'd rather deal with a Yandere over those two's wrath when it comes to their mates.

     "But Jean and Micheal aren't mates yet..." He joked about before finally shutting his mouth as he took a long sip of his drink. 

      "BABE!" Sean's loud voice interrupted our conversation. I mumbled a sorry to him and readied myself to introduce my other half.

      "And now... The last TWO panelists of this evening....." I noticed Felix had stood up and moved his microphone before yelling.

      "SEPTIPLIER AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!" The fangirls went nuts and I mean absolutely nuts! You honestly couldn't hear a thing except for the monotone noise of their screams.

     "I swear I'm gonna kill him..." Sean whispered to me before we both strolled out from stage right, holding each other's hand. A thought came to my head as I watched Sean run ahead to where our two seats were purposely sat close together. He had made it to the center of the stage and was still waving at our fans when I decided to put my plan into action. At full speed, I dashed out to him as many voices called out to me but I was focused on my green smol bean. As I neared him he turned around to face me just as I slid into my knees and managed to stop right before fully slamming my face into his crotch. I mean... I wouldn't have minded that but...

      "Hell no! Not while I'm in your body Fishbach!!!!" Dark hollered over my thoughts of Sean and many dirty ideas.

     "Though it wouldn't be any different from you f#cking Anthony... It would be the most action he's received in months," Wilford mention. Oh I wanna smack him for that one... "Though you can't Marky boy~" he snickered just as Dark punched him in the arm.

    "There did it for him," Dark smirked at a slightly pissed off Wilford.

     "What the hell was that fo---" Wilford's eyes flickered and snapped away from Dark's smirk to Mark's view. "What..."

     "Uhm... Mark...? I think Wilford is broken..." Dark gave his younger brother a sideways look. Not again... I swear I can't leave these two alone together for more than five minutes if that!

      "Give me a moment to get the panel going," I told them both as I slowly rose to my feet and glance at my Irish bean in the eyes. A faint blush coated his normally pale cheeks which only made my smirk grow even wider.

      "Really, Markimoo?" He whispers softly to me since his microphone was still not on yet. As I attempt to catch my breath I simply just wink at him before turning to the crowd and waving at them eagerly, given more than half of them was still going crazy over our Septiplier moment. "I love you too, baby boo," he whispered to me sweetly before turning on his own micro and greeting everyone.

     "Alright," I slip to the back of my mind leave my body controls on default as the others start getting the panel rolling. "What's going?" I ask sighing once I was finally back in my mental chair.

     "No idea. I smacked him for his comment and he froze staring out into the crowd as if he caught something." Dark informed me quickly, still staring at a shock stilled Wilford. I peer closer and find that he's holding a hand over his heart. I move to his side and check for any wound and a pulse. He was breathing fine and all seemed well but his connection was a bit faint as if he was traveling outside of the body.

    "She's so beautiful..." He whispered out as he stared at the part of the crowd my body was smiling at.

    "Wait a minute... Jean?!" Dark's crimson eyes widen as he stared at his grown-up little girl who happened to be sitting front row with the best view. I'm glad I was able to help with that little treat for her and her friend. "I swear you better not be thinking of doing anything to her, Wilford. I swear I will fucking mur--"

    "No, not her..." He sighed out. "The girl next to her..."

     "The brunette...?" Dark asked him and he nods as if he was under some kind of spell which only means one thing here... Shit...

     "Hold him down, Da--" Wilford knocked me out of control, nearly unconscious honestly, as he fought for control of my body. Luckily Dark was able to body slam him away from the controls. My vision was a bit fuzzy as I realize my glasses were missing. Great... Just what I needed today... I began crawling around in search of my glasses. I swear I was almost as blind as Velma from Scooby-Doo without them or my contacts.

     "Hurry up Mark!" Dark grunts, the struggle with Wilford was taking a bit of a toll on him. Even though Dark was the strongest of us all, he still held back for our sake's and that can bring hell on you. "You're starting to freak out on stage!" Just as he said that I finally found my damn glasses and made my way quickly to the controls. As soon as I did, I bolted off stage to calm down before something really bad happened. I clutch at my head as a full-on fight for power begins.

     "Fuck! Just stop already!" I groan as everything starts to spin. Acting on instinct I throw off my micro just in case I started spouting words, I'll probably have to buy a new one of the convention center later. I just didn't want to freak out my friends and fans nor did I want someone to get hurt because of me. "Guys... Stop..." I grunted as I slammed one of my fists into my skull in hopes that would knock one of them out. I slip back into my mind, Dark was on the ground panting while Wilford was slowly rising to his feet.

     "P-please Mark... I need to know who she is..." He pleaded to me almost brokenly and though this would hurt us both, I knew it had to be done.

    "Now isn't the time Wilford. If you do not step down now I will lock you up," I threaten him through gritted teeth. I swear I should have passed out by now but something helped me continue on. "You can meet her later. She's here with Jean so, please... Don't make me do this..." I hold my hand up as if I was Sans about ready to blast my counterpart with a Gaster Blaster.

     "I... I can't wait for it any more M-Mark... I can't stand being alone anymore..." He whimpers out to me as he takes a step forward. A single tear streams down my cheek, I didn't want him to be alone anymore. He deserved to be loved and cherished but I couldn't risk him doing something right now.

    "I'm sorry, Wilford..." Before he had any time to react, I propelled a pulse of energy waves at him. The waves knocked him outside of the control room and into the holding cell I had set up just in case one of them ended up losing it. Once I knew he was for sure locked in, I finally allow myself to fall to my knees. "I'm so sorry Wilford...." I cry out to him even though I knew he wouldn't be conscious for some time. I felt tears streak down my cheeks as I gripped at my hair, I was just protecting everyone else but still...

     "Mark..." A heavy accented voice called out to me. "Mark...? MARK!" I jolted back into control and stared up at a handsome green haired fellow. It wasn't until I shook my head clear that I realized it was Sean standing over me with a concerned look. "Mark, what happened?"

    "Wilford... I don't know everything but... He... augh!" I grunt as I attempted to sit up not even realizing I had collapsed onto the ground. I rub at my skull as I see Bob and Wade making their way over while Felix and Ryan seem to keep the crowd's attention.

     "What the hell was that?!" Wade exclaimed, luckily he moved his micro away from his mouth before screaming at me. I groan as his yelling worsens my headache.

     "Calm down, Wade," Bob says casually. Even though he was playing it cool, I knew Bob was just as worried yet he knew better than to make my headache worse than what it already was. I kinda wish Wade had thought just like him so I didn't want to smack him right now.

     "So what the hell happened man?" Wade asked a little more calmly. I wince, hoping this signals that it's not to do with me. Bob gave me a look before turning to Wade kindly.

    "Hey, Wade how about you go and get Mark some water and medicine, please? He just had a dizzy spell and it caught him way off guard." Bob asked sweetly with a gentle smile, I agree with Wil from earlier, they are a cute pair. Wade nodded before standing up and jogging off to find a glass of water and medicine for me.

      "Okay, he's outta earshot. Now what the frookin hell happened Mark??" Sean asked me. I roll my neck to pop it before slowly sitting up. As I was about to speak, I felt Dark's present strongly next to mine. I fade back into my mind and see he's waiting on me.

      "I know what happened better than you do. Let me explain. I promise I won't do anything reckless. You need to rest anyway." As he said this I felt very weak and tired, I slowly nod to him. Before passing out I feel him lift me from the main controls and lie me down on a soft cloud-like couch. "Sleep well... Brother...." I fade out as he walks away from me. My sleep becomes full of sweet dreams of alone time with Sean. I smile as I finally let go of control for a while. Just... For a bit...