Dark wasn't happy in the kitchen. 

Don't get him wrong, he liked Any well enough but he'd prefer to have some sort of bigger part in helping the others.

But Amy was good at cheering him up, you see. They ordered the pizza for lunch but she said she also wanted to do some sort of dessert that everyone could share (and not die from allergies). So they started to make chocolate chip cookies and since they were the only ones in the kitchen, they got to eat whatever they wanted and the others would never know!

Amy munched on a warm cookie smiling at Dark who was stuffing his face, "Someone's stress-eating."

Dark stopped himself, mildly embarrassed, " I-uh-"

She waved her hand at him, "Hey, no, don't worry about it! I do it sometimes, too! That's why I have the Ring-fit in the living room" she giggled.

Dark chuckled at her humor but didn't reply.

Amy knew something was really bothering him though. She hadn't been around him that much since they ALL were more or less in Mark's head but since their stay out in the open for so long, she could see the similarities between the two.

"So what's eating YOU?"

Dark just shrugged, "Nothing. I'm fine"

"You know I can tell you're lying. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine but don't lie, Dark. I have a pet peeve about that"

She was a little intimidating, he'll give her that. No wonder Mark loved her so much.

Dark smirked slightly, "Sorry . . . . It's just. . ." his smirk fell with a sigh, "It's been a little more than stressful lately."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Unfortunately, I can't"

"Why not? You don't think I'd understand or-?"

Dark leaned on the counter, going back to nibbling on his cookie, "No . . . . Really, I don't know what anyone OR myself can do . . . . I feel like a puppet being toyed around with"

Amy gave him a sympathetic expression, "I'm sorry . . . Have you tried talking to Mark about it?"

He huffed, "So he can just yell at me and tell me I don't know anything and that I'm evil so I don't NEED to know anything?"

Amy's eyes hardened and she looked like she had to take a breathe to keep from freaking out, "What? When did this happen?"

"The other day. It's fine, though. He apologized but something in me keeps telling me he's right. I don't want to accept it but every day something new happens to me that changes everything I thought I knew about myself"

He had no idea WHY it was so easy to talk to Amy. Perhaps it was because of her and Mark's link to each other that helped. He didn't want to say so much but he couldn't help himself.

Amy seemed a little distraught like she didn't know what to do or say to make him feel better but she was gonna try, "Dark . . . . I-"

But right before she could, the door bell rang!

Dark took his chance to get away from the awkward moment, "I'll go get it. Probably the pizza"

Amy watched him go but she knew she couldn't just let this problem go. She had to talk to Mark again.

After lunch, the chaos begins again but this time, they're ready for filming.

Dark is at Dark Chica's side but she seemed more tame now than before having had her fun with the other dogs. He couldn't stop watching both her and Anti.

'Look at that asshole, trying to blend in. Gotta admit, though, he's a damn good actor'

'Chase' was hovering over Bing and Google a little more than earlier. Of course he was back-up editor but earlier, he didn't seem to want to help with anything, letting his disguise falter a little.

'Maybe watching him like this is useless. He's never gonna tell me anything useful. He's always just gonna dance around the subject playing his stupid mind games just like-'

"ACTION!" Mark hollered over everyone.

The scene began with Wade, Bob, Ethan and Tyler arguing amongst each other. 

'I feel bad for ending that conversation with Amy' he glanced towards her. She was watching Mark and the scene just like everyone else.

'She was only trying to help me. But I really don't think anyone can. This is about me. That's why Anti's here, right? It has something to do with me?'

It sounded arrogant to think that but what use could Anti have with anyone else here? He's been sleeping in the basement with HIM, for crying out loud!

'Of course that was the only other available room to share . . . .'

But if Anti really wasn't after him then who else could he be here for?

Who else could Actor be after?

Anti told him in the garden by 'accident' it was Actor but then again, could he just be lying about that to throw him off? Actor isn't real, right? It was just Mark all along?

How much did he NOT know?

It was so frustrating!

Suddenly Dark heard whispering above the scene.

Looking over towards the cameras, he noticed the Jims were off on the side speaking to each other about something with Bim. At first Dark was going to toss it off as back-stage talk but then he heard a few keywords.

"When are we gonna work on OUR show?"

"Jim thinks we should do something with cannons or flashy lights"

"That's a good idea, Jim, what else you got?"

It aggravated Dark. Were they really discussing their own show WHILE they were supposed to be doing work for Mark's video!?

They were so childish and immature. So scatter-brained! 

Tying Dark Chica up by the house, Dark growled, quietly stomping his way towards the three dolts, not realizing his anger was building up.

Noticing him making his way towards them, Bim just grinned at him, "oH Hi Dark!" he whispered to him, "We were just-"

"Discussing your own projects instead of working on Marks? Yeah, I heard." his eyes were stone-hard.

Bim faltered, "Uh .  . . oh . .sorry. It's just . . . this is a one-camera scene. It's in place so we don't need to do much or-"

"You think that just because of that, you can slack off?" Dark didn't know why he was so upset about this. But he was starting to lose control over his own emotions.

Camera Jim bit his lip, "N-no, sir. That's not-"

Dark glared at him, "Get back to work or I fucking swear, you won't have a TV show talk about!"

Bim gasped, "You can't do that!"

Dark's eyes flashes and his aura just barely escaped him, "Try me"

Bim and the Jims were still. They had never seen Dark so pissed off. But why? He had never gotten angry with them like this before.

But before anyone could say anything, a shout interrupted them.

"FUCK!"

Google had his hands in his hair, a mad look in his eyes like he was about to kick the computer into the pool. 

It was connected to the Camera and seemed to have glitched out on them. 

Dark's original thought was that Anti might have done something but then Ethan ran over to the Jim's camera.

"Shit" he cursed softly to himself, "Looks like it got fried" he looked over to Dark, seeing something radiating off of him, "D-dark? You okay, man? Did you do this?"

Everyone looked over at Dark, stopping everything and Dark had never felt so called-out before.

Mark huffed, "Goddammit, Dark, what did you do!? Did you break the fucking camera!?"

"I . . .. I um . . " he really didn't understand what was happening. DID he?

But suddenly News Jim stepped in, "It's our fault. We weren't doing the job right"

Dark was certainly surprised at him for defending him but didn't know exactly why. He was just yelling at them all.

Mark crossed his arms, "And what does that have to do with the camera breaking?"

Bim sighed, "I think I may have pressed the wrong button. Sorry. Camera Jim TOLD me not to mess with it! Dang it! Heheh"

Mark seemed to have bought it for now but kept glancing at Dark, "Okay then.   . . . Ethan, can you go get us another camera? I think I have another one in my office we could use"

"Sure thing . ." Ethan wasn't fooled, though. He KNEW he saw something coming off of Dark.

Everything swayed back and relaxed and Dark noticed something he hadn't before. There was a ringing in his  ears but just as he caught it, it was already fading away.

He was so confused. More confused, however, on why Bim and the Jims saved his ass. He looked back over to them and asked the question with his face but Bim just shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal.

Dark couldn't help but feel bad about it, though, "Sorry . . . I don't know what  . .. came over me" he whispered to them.

Camera Jim had never looked so  . . . . unhappy before. Neither had News Jim. They just looked . . kinda. . . were they scared?

Bim just shrugged again, "Don't . . don't uh. . . worry about it. We'll get back to work. . ."

Dark nodded and walked away, his brow furrowed. He felt guilt in his heart but mixed with so much confusion. What just happened back there?

Anti was wondering the same thing. At first, he thought HE had caused it until he saw that aura fading off, too. Ethan wasn't crazy. He definitely saw something.

'What the fuck? Is THIS what I'm supposed to be looking out for? Do I need to tell Actor? Does he already know? Fucking asshole never tells me anything'

Mark knew something weird was going on with Dark. Against his wishes, Amy had told him what Dark had said to her.

At first, he was considering trying to have another heart to heart with him.

Until THAT just happened.

'He's hiding something. I know it.'

He saw the anger in his eyes and right then, Mark felt that uneasy feeling again.

Just like in the study room. Just like the last couple times he walked in a room with Dark in it. Just like their scene recordings together in 'Who Killed Markiplier' and the Heist video.

Mark was lost in thought, thinking of what he should do. He remembered when Dark had asked him about the void and Actor and what happened in the Damien video. He knew he should have just told him but he was afraid.

Should he tell him now?

Tell him that most everything he knew about his past life was a lie?

Mark felt something cold inside of him. Like a rush of adrenaline filling up within him just like that one day in the study room when he was all alone.

It was like . . . . . . something was trying to pull him away.

Dark didn't feel like himself the rest of the day. He felt as if someone else was trying to take his place in his body. As if the version of himself he knew was fading away and he didn't know why. He was barely hanging on.

'I don't feel good . . . . Maybe Dark Chica will be fine the rest of the day by herself'

He felt like a dam inside him was going to burst any second. Just like right before he lost it and accidentally hurt Wilford and battered the basement.

'I should leave'

Looking over towards Mark, he wanted to go tell him he was going back to the mansion.

But he felt something dire was wrong as he looked over to him.

It was in his eyes.

Mark was looking right at him but it also didn't seem like it was him at all. He swore he saw a smirk on his face. Something told him he should get out of there NOW.

That wasn't the Mark he knew.