"I'll see you tomorrow, alright honey? I love you." Mark patiently waited for Amy to say that she loved him too before hanging up on the blonde, a smile stretching his face wide. Amy was out of town on a trip with her friends and had been for a week. Mark missed her so much, and couldn't wait for her to come back (although he hadn't minded sharing a bed with the dogs).

He walked downstairs, Henry following close behind. The two of them had grown really close since he was usually all over Amy but didn't have anyone but Mark for the week. He planned to spend the day at a private gym, just punching his heart out. He felt like something was going to happen, and it was making his powers go all wonky.

Of course, Mark knew he had superpowers. He was always really strong, his mom said he got it from his father. Neither of them was very emotionally strong, however. When Mark's father died... it ruined him. It only led to more and more heartache, only escalated by the fact his emotions weren't in check.

No one knew. He liked the thrill of keeping a secret. While the Avengers fought to save lives around the world, he fought to save lives from his little house, with his girlfriend and pet dogs. It was really cool to meet the Avengers occasionally, he'd even made a video with Tony Stark once. He knew some other people who had made awareness videos on the other heroes.

Maybe he was worried because Tony had gone missing a couple of days ago. News outlets kept saying that the Avengers were struggling, and so many people in New York had been injured or killed. Mark desperately wanted to go up to New York to help, but he knew it wouldn't be safe.

He quickly got himself some food and got food for Henry and Chica as well. After eating, Mark finally went to the gym to relieve some of the energy he had.

Dan and Phil had just finished eating lunch and were talking about the videos they were excited to record. Of course, they had the Interactive Introverts tour coming up, and Dan wanted to make sure that everything they needed was prepared- from Internet Support Group to DanAndPhilGAMES content. They'd done most of the United Kingdom shows already, but they'd be leaving for the international part on the 23rd.

Dan's stomach felt like a pit, even though he knew that he was okay. However, he gripped onto Phil's hand as they entered the recording room anyway.

"You alright, Dan?" Phil questioned, looking back at the paler man.

"I'm really anxious right now," Dan mumbled, wrapping his arms around Phil's waist.

Phil's arms went around Dan's shoulders, holding him close. "Did you take your tablets for the day?"

Dan nodded, he'd made sure of it when he felt the unsettling feeling in his chest this morning.

"Maybe you're just nervous about tonight's show?" Phil offered.

"We did the exact same thing last night with no hiccups. I don't think it's that," Dan mumbled, looking up at Phil.

Phil nodded, "We can just sit and watch Attack on Titan, or you can go into your browsing position if you'd like."

Dan nodded, he was always grateful for Phil. They both walked back out of the recording room, mutually agreeing to put off recording until Dan could handle it. Phil's arms remained around Dan, warming the younger man and making sure that he was comfortable. The duo ended up watching some anime Dan didn't pay attention to the name of, he didn't think he wanted to know the name either.

Matthew woke up grinning. He just couldn't wait for little Oliver to arrive in his life, and couldn't wait for Stephanie to stop being in so much pain. He didn't mind her being pregnant, what he minded was her pain. She'd done nothing but put on a brave face, but he knew the aches and pains she had. Stephanie was always tired.

It was around 8:30 AM, so Matthew figured he'd get up and make Stephanie breakfast. Her favorite lately had been bacon and lots of it. So, after detangling himself from the brunette, he went downstairs and started cooking.

He hummed as he worked, Skip circling around his feet and nearly tripping him a few times. He thought of theories he had to do, and the game they were making that would launch next year. It cost a ton, but Matthew was so excited to get it out that he didn't care.

After about half an hour, Matthew could hear Stephanie start coming down the stairs. Matt grinned, setting down his and Stephanie's plates just as she got into the kitchen.

"Morning sunshine," Matt said, kissing his wife.

"You made all this?" Stephanie asked, sitting down.

"Yup," Matt pulled a couple of coffee cups out of the cabinet, preparing them for himself and his wife. After a minute, he set down her cup as she was digging into the pancakes.

"Thank you babe," Stephanie smiled, kissing him.

"Of course," he poured syrup over his bacon and pancakes, "Besides, I really wanted bacon."

The couple laughed, talking quietly about the day's events.

"We've got your doctor's appointment later right?" Matthew asked.

Stephanie nodded, "We'll get to see Ollie again."

Matthew couldn't help but grin at the mention of his son's name. He was so excited, yet so nervous, to be a dad. But, all things considered, he felt like he would do okay.

Thomas wasn't sure what was wrong when he woke up. He had stumbled out of his room, nearly fallen down the stairs, stubbed his toe on the couch (Thomas was fairly certain that he had broken the dang thing) and when cooking his breakfast of leftover pizza he'd burned his finger.

The man collapsed on the couch, near tears already. Thomas wasn't going to be able to do much if this was how it was going to be. He made sure to take his meds before he left his bedroom, so he wasn't sure why he was so freaked out.

Thomas reached over and turned his phone off, making sure to put it somewhere he wouldn't be tempted to turn it on and make his anxiety worse. Of course, he texted Joan and Talyn to let them know since they were working on editing the next video. He thought about his characters that he was going to introduce as the familiar sound of the Parks and Recreation theme played from the television.

The skies of Wakanda were sunny, not a cloud in sight. Of course, their land looked completely different as their forces fought off Thanos' forces.

It was growing into the late afternoon there, and Steve was exhausted. They'd been fighting for a while, and he knew that either they were going to win, or someone was going to kill him.

Thanos had arrived, and it looked like the purple giant would be the one to kill the nearly 90-year-old-man. Steve had been knocked to the ground, and Thor had started advancing on Thanos. Thor had his ax pushing into Thanos' chest, grinning.

Steve pushed himself up, just about ready to help as Thanos mumbled something.

"You should have gone for the head."