Mark's POV

Thomas and I chatted about the plan for roughly an hour before I decided to try to sleep. We planned that he and Logan would meet Jack and me at the cafeteria, then they would help get us out from there.

I rolled over on the cold, concrete floor. I wanted to get to Reagan, but she had to bring me to her dreamscape. I needed to fill her in on what had been happening down here, and find out if the situation had improved in the human world. All I could really do was wait.

"Thomas, do you have to watch me sleep, or do you get to leave the prison?" I wondered aloud.

"Neither. I'm kind of allowed to do whatever I want once you go to bed, but I can't leave. I'm currently watching the news."

"What's the news say?" I asked, bored.

"Literally every news channel is either talking about you and Jack, or Percy's execution. I'm leaning more toward the ones talking about Jack and you just because everything they're saying is ridiculous."

I chuckled slightly and laid on my back. "What's being said about Jack and me?"

"Most of it is stating that humans are taking over the Underworld. Oh! Here's a good headline! 'Greedy Humans Intend to Overthrow King F–'." He stopped himself.

"Oh yeah, I never found out," I commented as I sat up a bit. "Who's the king of the Underworld?"

There was a short pause before Thomas replied, "You won't like it."

"I don't care if I'll like it or not. I think I deserve to know the name of the person's house I'm breaking into," I tried to reason.

Another short pause. "It's, uh, King Felix."

My breathing stopped for a second before proceeding on normally. I guess it made sense. Felix was the most subscribed to YouTuber, so, in a way, it likely had some correlation. "I always knew Felix would make a good dictator."

There was a small silence before I heard Thomas cracking up. "You took that news a lot better than I expected you to!"

I shrugged and laid back down. "For one, the king isn't my friend. He's the demon version of my friend. Secondly, the next time I see Felix, I'm definitely bringing up the fact that his demon version tried to execute Percy, as well as Jack and I." I felt my eyelids begin to droop and I assumed Reagan was trying to bring me to her dreamscape. I smiled to myself. "Thomas, I'm going to get some shut eye."

"Alright," was the last I heard before I drifted to sleep.

•••

I opened my eyes to find myself laying on the floor in a blue-walled room. I sat up and looked around to find Reagan sitting in the middle with her head in her hands.

"Reagan?" I called.

Her head turned to face me and a smile lit up her tear stricken face. "Mark! I thought it didn't work!" She leaped off the ground and barreled into a hug. She pulled away before I got the chance to hug back. "I'm not sure what the voice is up to, but it's weird. I'm getting a type of special treatment, I think. They keep bringing me food and tried to give me a new laptop. The only thing that pisses them off is when I yell for help or try to ask them a bunch of questions about everyone else."

I sorted through everything she had told me, then chuckled, "Keep annoying them. They might just let you go."

She looked up at me. "You think? Hmm, I'll try. If nothing else it's entertaining to see them get frustrated. By the way, have you found Jack yet?"

I grinned. "I have, and we're planning a breakout with Thomas Sanders!"

Her jaw dropped slightly before clenching again. "What the heck is Thomas Sanders doing in the Underworld? Or is his demon version helping you?"

"He said something about the human world having gone to shit since we left, and he wanted to find us and help."

Reagan giggled, "I bet everyone thinks a fangirl or fanboy went crazy and kidnapped all of you."

"Yeah, everyone's probably been freaking out. To get ourselves back on topic, you said 'they' were getting annoyed by you. Who–"

"Oh, the voice has, in a manner of speaking, a group of followers. There aren't many, and the only one I know for certain is Robert. I think I annoy Robert the most, and I'm not exactly sure why." She sighed, "I'm pretty sure that Robert's a human, too. I don't think he's a robot or demon or whatever else. He's the only person who's been showing human reactions to all the crap I've done."

There was a short pause before a stared at her. "Wait, what have you been doing to those people?"

She laughed nervously, "Umm, that's not important?" I glared at her. "So I might've thrown a laptop at Robert, but–"

"Wait, what–"

"He was only knocked unconscious!" she defended.

I stared at her with my mouth hanging open. "You hit him hard enough with a laptop to knock him out?"

Another pause. "Yes?"

I began fading slightly. I enveloped Reagan in a hug. "Good job. Keep annoying them until someone gets there and helps you. I bet Dan is trying to find you guys as we speak, so try not to worry too much."

Reagan giggled, "You know what's funny? The fact that the two people who are going to be fostering me have both been encouraging me to be annoying and get into fights."

I smiled. "You've talked to Jack?"

"Of course! He was practically bouncing off the walls while he was in here, though. He seemed really excited about something."

"Probably because we're breaking out tomorrow," I murmured.

"Yeah," Reagan pulled away to look at me, "good luck. You guys'll be fine, but please be careful. It'd be pretty bad if something happened to you and none of us had any way of knowing. Plus, that implies that you'd probably be dead," she mumbled the last part.

"We'll be fine," I assured. My body has almost entirely faded. "See you soon, Reagan!"

I smiled brightly and she did the same, waving me off. Her eyes widened. "Wait!"

"What?" I called.

She smirked. "Don't kiss Jack until I'm there to watch!"

I felt my cheeks heat up as I continued fading. "I-I didn't plan to!"

She rolled her eyes. "Sure."

•••

I jolted upright on the concrete floor. My cheeks still felt like they were on fire. I guess Thomas noticed because the first thing he did was laugh, "What'd you dream about?"

I blushed furiously. "It wasn't like that!"

"Mhmm, sure. Well, anyway, it's about time to leave for breakfast."

I glanced to the timer. Zero five. "Five hours?"

"Yup, it's seven. By the way, you might try to stop blushing. Try not to attract too much attention to us, you know?"

I sighed and rubbed my face. Dammit Reagan.

I stood up as the glass wall began to lift. "Alright, I'll meet you in the cafeteria. Go get in line for the buffet with Jack," Thomas directed.

"Okay," I mumbled as I walked out the opening, fixing my bed head as I went.

I stopped at the cafeteria entrance and scanned the room for Jack. I didn't see him, so I walked to the buffet line, deciding to wait there.

As I began to make my way over, someone grabbed my shoulders. I jumped a bit. "Jack, please–"

"I'm not Jack, kid," a sinister voice grumbled.

My eyes widened and a spun around to face the owner of the voice. It was a male, wearing a black collared shirt with a blue tie and glasses.

"Logan, would you please stop running away from–" Jack saw me talking to the male and sighed. "So, Mark, I see you've met Logan, the most annoying person to ever live."

I stared at the male in front of me. "You're Logan?"

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah?"

"Hey, everyone's already here!" Thomas called as he approached the rest of us.

I exchanged glances with Jack. "So that's Thomas."

Jack nodded. "I don't mind who joins us, as long as we get out."

"Agreed," I chuckled lightly.

"So what are they serving for breakfast?" Thomas asked as he leaned over the counter.

"There's cereal on the end, and just about anything you can imagine in the middle," Jack informed.

"Okay, everyone get your food," I ordered. "While we're eating, we're discussing the plan. Then, we escape."

A/N

Do any of you guys watch Once Upon A Time??

Shit dudes this season is greattt

I'm probably just happy because August was in the first few episodes and he's been my favorite character since he was introduced but wHO CARES!

Anyways, BUH-BYE BROTATOES!