scribblesandstrations asked: "Come back here right now!", with an Iplier of your choosing? You dont write a whole lot of Ipliers and I wanted to go for something a bit different? :0 You can mix Iplier and Egos, or purely Ipliers!

Warnings: None
Characters: Bingiplier, Google Oliver, Dr. Iplier
Main Verse


Hearing the glass shatter, scatter in all directions on the floor, had made Bing grimace. He dared a peek at his partner-in-crime and Oliver was combing his fingers through too-long hair as he pursed his lips.

"Doc's gonna kill us."

The Upgrade only nodded.

"Think we can just, like. Sneak out?"

Oliver snorted at that. "If Docdoesn't catch us, Inc will be sure to tell him who did it anyway."

The light flickered and room creaked around them as the home agreed. Of course Incorporated would tattle on them.

"Right…"

Shards of glass on the floor, some sort of liquid spilled everywhere. Was it peeling the paint off the desk?

They were so dead.

Both androids turned to dart for the clinic door. Bing yelped when he ran into Edward right as he turned out of the room, sending the doctor to the floor. He looked like he was already in a bad mood, and why the hell did he have a black eye?

One look at Oliver, and Bing threw his chin up to point down the hallway. "Ahh… Sorry, Doc. Just needed to grab somethin'! We're leavin' now!"

They both bolted while Edward was left grumbling as he pulled himself back to his feet and went into his clinic–

"Bingiplier and Google Oliver!"

Just as the shout reached them, they realized it was a dead end. Incorporated had shifted to make it oh-so easy for the doctor to corner them. And to corner them with the use of their full names, no less. Uh-oh…

They both turned–there he was, right outside the clinic, hands on his hips, foot tapping. Bing didn't think it was possible for his scowl to get any worse, but it definitely did when neither of them moved.

"Come back here right now!"