Disclaimer: I DO NOT own The Suite Life Of Zack And Cody. All I own is Mark and his mom.
Cody woke up in the morning and got dressed as usual. So did Zack. Normally Zack goes back to sleep instantly and gets back up at eleven o' clock, but after meeting Mark the other day, he didn't want to wait another second.
"Good morning mom," Cody said as he quickly ate breakfast.
"Hey guys. I've never seen you eat breakfast like that," Carey asked.
"We want to meet our new friend, Mark," Zack said.
"That's great. You have a new friend living next door. Maybe we can invite him for dinner," Carey suggested.
"He's sort of busy. He has his own job," Cody said.
"He must be responsible. You two should learn how to be responsible too. Especially Zack," Carey said.
"I don't turn in my homework for three weeks and you get angry at me?" Zack asked sarcastically.
"Well, we've finished breakfast we're going to go meet Mark," Cody said, and they left their suite. They made their way into Mark's suite.
"Hey, what's up?" Mark asked.
"What's the list today?" Zack asked. Mark took out a list of paper.
"Mark, what are you doing?" Mark's mom asked.
"Nothing, I'm going to do my job now," Mark yelled, and they left the room. "Here's the list, and I'm sorry, Mr. Moseby has to die earlier, an adjustment happened last night, and I had to rearrange the list," Mark explained. "And I'm sorry for everything else too," Mark said.
"Why?" Zack asked, then he and Cody looked at the end of the list. There was a group of names written together.
London Tipton
Marian Moseby
Arwin Hawkhouser (A/N: I think I may have spelled it wrong.)
Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramirez
Carey Martin
Madeline Fitzpatrick
Cody Martin
Zack Martin
"We're supposed to die today?" Zack asked. "Why?" he added.
"Powerful gas explosion, supposed to blow the whole hotel up. Sorry, it has to be done. You two were my best friends in 2,000 years. I feel sorry myself that you have to go," Mark said.
"We have to warn the others," Cody said. And he and Zack ran away from Mark and gathered all their friends in the lobby.
"Listen, we're all supposed to die. Mark is the grim reaper, and he is going to harvest our souls," Cody explained.
"That's a bunch of baloney," Mr. Moseby said.
"No, look there he is now, dressed in his black cloak, Norman is going to die from old age, watch," Zack asked. Everyone looked at Mark, and saw him take Norman's soul to Heaven.
"OK, I believe, but I think that we should let ourselves die," Maddie said.
"Maddie, I didn't know you were emo," London said.
"I'm not, but dying is something that is meant to happen to everyone. And who knows, some of us might make it to Heaven. We might have some time to repent, and hopefully, we'll see each other in Heaven," Maddie said.
Then, Maddie saw the image of hellfire, she didn't know why, but she had a feeling that she needed more time before she died to prevent a horrible afterlife.
"Or, we could fight this," Maddie said.
Everyone agreed.
"Listen to me, we're supposed to die from a gas explosion, so if we were to leave the hotel, we would live," Carey said.
"But what about the other guests?" Esteban said. "I shall not let them die," Esteban said.
"OK, I'll handle this, all of you, get to Liberty Park now, I'll evacuate the Tipton immediately," Mr. Moseby said. Everyone went towards the door, except London.
"The door is the other way," Mr. Moseby said.
"I knew that, I needed to get Ivana off the couch," London said, she took her dog, and fled out of the hotel.
"Attention guests, we have a gas leak in the Tipton which may cause a lethal explosion. I advise all guests and staff to …" Mr. Moseby couldn't finish, he dropped dead.
Mark had Mr. Moseby's soul in a jar.