*Sarah's POV*

I got up with a start and looked around. It was still dark but...I had managed to get back to bed? I looked over to my phone and saw it was 6 A.M. 'Oh jeez, how long were we out last night?' I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Then, I realized...'This could be my only chance to watch Markiplier!' Quickly but quietly, I went to my purse and grabbed out the headphones and the charger. Then I plugged everything in and pulled up yesterday's videos. I made sure to hide my giggles of sorts into my pillow as I caught up and watched a couple other videos from other youtubers, enjoying myself quite well.

As I was about to watch another video, the alarm went off on my phone and I silenced it as quickly as I could and waited. 'Oh please don't wake up...please…' But, as most of my hopes and dreams go, they were crashed and burned as I heard rampant knocking at my door. 'EHHHHHH…' I placed my phone aside and yelled, "I'm getting dressed! Leave me alone!"

"Pl-lease hurry!"

As I grabbed a shirt from the closet, I yelled, "Why?"

"Well-" I heard a couple of screams and some yelling, something about pancakes being ruined.

I dropped the clothes, put on a bra underneath my night clothes, unlocked the door, and ran out of the room, speeding past Google to the kitchen.

I saw Wilford and Dark fighting with the pancake batter and spilling it everywhere and on themselves. "Wilford, let me take over, I am much better at this than you are!"

"Yeah, says the one that threw their first pancake onto the ceiling! You have to let the professionals deal with this Dark."

"HA, professionals? You honestly believe that I'm going to leave this to a pink mustached clown?"

Wilford paused and...glared at Dark. 'Uh oh…' "Now Dark, I really believe you should take that back."

"No, I won't."

Wilford took the pancake batter and placed it on the counter. Then, he lunged forward onto Dark and they began to get into an intense battle, seeming to be pulling weapons out of the air as they tumbled around in the living room. "Dark!"

"Wilford!"

"Take it back!"

"Never! Your mustache can go shave itself!"

"My god! You-" more insults were thrown back and forth. Eventually, I smelled pancake batter being placed into a pan and I looked over to see Google was beginning on making the pancakes.

"This is why we have ma-mannequins make our break-kfast…"

I nodded and went to go set up the table. "Should I make bacon?"

Google shrugged. "You can if ya wan-nt to, these g-guys will eat anything."

I nodded and pulled out the bacon from the fridge along with the eggs because why not? I stared as my fridge was getting emptier. 'I should probably go to the store soon...but it's still the middle of the week…..'

I began to prepare the eggs and placed the bacon in the oven as Dark and Wilford were still fighting, now about how pink was better than black and vice versa. 'Personally, I enjoy the colors green and blue. Pink is just...eh and black is for date night or something.' We ended up having the meal ready a few minutes later but the bacon was still needing a few minutes.

We placed the eggs in a bowl and the pancakes on a plate and took it over to the table.

Dark and Wilford were now rolling everywhere in the living room, both seeming to be pretty beaten up but both refusing to stop fighting. "Give up Wilford!"

"Never! Warfstache don't take $h!* from nobody!" Wilford threw a punch into Dark's stomach.

"Argh!" Dark threw a punch into Wilford's face.

"Ah!"

I held my head as Google proceeded to grab out the bacon from the oven. "Guys, the food is ready, could y'all continue this at a later time?" They kept fighting. "Guys come on!" Still they fought. I sighed and was about to jump in when Google simply scolded, "You two are acting l-like children. It's no wonder no one is able to take over Mark." They both looked up from their fight at Google. 'Oh shooooot…getting schooled by a robot…'

They both got up, brushed themselves off, glared at one another one last time, and then went their separate ways to the table.

There was pretty much silence the first 5 minutes or so of eating. But the pancakes were quite delicious, I mean, it was just normal pancakes but pancakes are awesome! I placed a big piece in my mouth and smiled happily as I felt the syrup dribble down my chin.

I heard a soft chuckle as Google wiped my chin. "You must really l-like pancakes." I nodded and swallowed.

"I could've wiped that off myself ya know."

"Yeah, I-I know." He smiled lightly and returned to his meal.

I felt a couple of eyes staring at me and I looked over to see Dark and Wilford look away quickly. "What?"

"N-nothing."

Dark just absentmindedly moved his pancakes around on his plate. 'Weirdos…'

When we finished our meal, we discussed what we should do today since they still refused to let me go to work or school. (Apparently Google was able to tap into the computers of my professors and actually offered to give me the test answers...but I just wanted the presentations.) "Can we go to the carnival again? I'd loooove to shoot some more horses," Wilford rambled all dreamy like.

"You were banned from playing them anymore, weren't you?"

"Oh...right…" He mused over the situation. "Oh! You can do a makeover of me and then they would never know!"

"...I don't know how to do make-up. You'd be better off with a chimp than me." They all kind of stared at me as though I was some being thrown in from a different race. "What?"

"Isn't t-that something most women kn-know how to do?" Google asked, tilting his head.

"Well, I just never bothered. I only know subtle things like maybe powder and lipstick. But all that other stuff...Eh."

"Oh sweetie I'm gonna teach you all about make-up, since you need a lot of it for the show-biz, am I right boys?" Wilford referred to his brothers, who seemed reluctant to respond.

"I'm good!" I raised my hands up to wave off his thoughts.

Before Wilford could try to persuade me to delve deeper into this 'revolutionary missing piece,' Google suggested mildly, "Could we possibly p-play chess?"

"Isn't that only a two player game though? That's gonna be boooooorrrrrrringggggg," Wilford groaned.

"Sure!" Wilford looked over to me, confused. "I did promise I'd verse ya!" 'Plus I'd really really like to get away from the make-up conversation.' Google nodded and began to pull up a screen. "Woah wait, I have a chess board! One sec!" I ran over to my book room and looked in the shelves of it to find my game boards (A.N. I know I didn't mention them before buuuuuuuuuuut it's usual to not have board games be visible). I ran back with this small box that had the pattern of chess all around it. I placed it on the table and flipped off the small latch on the side and opened it up to reveal small little brown and beige (or as I used to call it, human colored) characters. Google simply stared as I set up the board as I remembered doing for my brother and I so many years ago.

When the board was set up, I was beige and Google was brown (by preference with him of course, always wondering what we humans will do first). "Before we begin, I would like to remind you that I have no skill in this and that I will likely lose."

"That is f-fine."

I nodded as I played my first character: a pawn. Google moved his pawn that was opposite of the one I moved forward and waited. I went forward one with the pawn that mirrored mine. The beginning of the game I knew was vital but I never really focused on it. I mainly tried to get out the back characters. He moved his bishop one space out to be behind the moved pawn. I moved out my knight from the side I had moved from last.

It kept going at this for a while. He had finally taken one of my pawns, having the first blood. I killed the same pawn with a knight. The bloodshed kept coming and most of the moves I had made were insufficient compared to his and eventually it really only came down to me having 5 pawns, a bishop, a rook, a knight, and the king. He had his queen still and both rooks and bishops, along with one extra pawn and a knight. But I still kept a little hope as he took my knight with his bishop, placing my king in check. I moved over my bishop to block the path but, I had forgotten about the queen and he took out my bishop swiftly and ended with: "Checkmate. You lost."

I just smiled lightly and replied, "Oh well, I did warn ya it wouldn't be much of a challenge."

*Google's POV*

"Checkmate. You lost."

She smiled lightly and sighed. "Oh well, I did warn ya it wouldn't be much of a challenge."

I nodded and as her and the others began ponder on what to do next, I reviewed her movements. Most of the moves...didn't have a direction. They were more spontaneous than with a motive. It doesn't really seem like she was trying to win at all actually. It was more...testing my abilities? I mean, I won...but was it for that reason exactly? She wasn't truly hard to deal with, just...grasping her goal was difficult.

I stared at her as she continued to smile and chat lightly with my brothers. 'Who...are you really? Did you really even try?'

("They call me Chica. The cutest pupper in the world." Nah, just kidding)

*Sarah's POV*

I felt Google's eyes were on me but I couldn't figure out why. Wilford and Dark kept grabbing for my attention though and I refocused on them.

"Come on Sarah, I'm sure going to the shooting ring would be fun~"

"No Wilford, those have real bullets and if you shoot someone then you'll be fined with assault and murder if you manage to kill them."

"But I'll be careful-"

"We're not going."

Wilford began to grumble to himself. "How about we have some fun with our neighbors?" Dark commented lowly.

'The neighbors?' "What do you mean?"

"Well, we can taKe them AND TortuRE Them-"

"Dark-"

"Think abouT it, we can HaVe them CaLL for MERCY AND-"

"Dark, no!"

He snapped out of whatever trance he was in and nodded. "My apologies…"

"It's...fine." I didn't know what was wrong with him but I needed to put the three at ease. I thought about it. 'Hmmm…..what can involve killing, shooting, is legal, and is just loads of fun…' Then, I got it. "Ah!" Then I ran to the book room and opened up the attic (A.N. Dark didn't notice it before because it was blended in so well.) I grabbed my trusty broom for any lingering spiders and went up there.

It was dark and I realized that I had no idea where the light was so I grabbed out my phone and placed it on flashlight mode. I found the string and pulled on it, causing the light to flicker on. 'I'm going to have to replace it soon…' I looked around for the box.

See, my mom needed a place for extra storage and so, when I got the place, she asked if she could put stuff in my attic and of course I said yes. She ended up putting most of the gaming systems in there as well, which included the xbox.

I saw a familiar white tint and grabbed for it, producing the box encasing the xbox and not so far away from it, the games. I wove through some games till I found the game GTA5. (A.N. I've only ever seen Markimoo play so...if there is something wrong, I'm sorry). "Yes!" I grabbed the game and the xbox and headed back down the steps slowly, only to find the three there. "What's up?"

"...Did you randomly make an attic?"

"...No, why?"

"We didn't notice it before."

"Oh...welp, looking up helps." Then I closed up the attic after placing down the system and game and walked over to the TV to hook it up.

When I was done hooking it up, I found that it was not loading onto the screen. "Oh wait-" I grabbed the remote and pressed input till I found it. I usually just use apple TV instead of anything else so I forget about the functions.

On the screen it had GTA5's intro pull up and while it was going through the sequence, I began to sync the other's controllers.

By the time I was done, the intro had stopped and the main screen appeared. "Alright, so I'm first and y'all can figure out what y'all want to be."

As they slightly twittered about places, I chose the multiplayer icon and started it up. I just decided the default guy would do and the others chose the same. When we started up, while they were getting the tutorial on how to play, I was already running at a car that had a person inside, threw them out, then went in and drove off. "Hey wait for us!" Wilford cried.

"I'll come back when I remember how to drive!" I began pressing buttons to remember and eventually I got the hang of it again. But by the time that had happened...I could hear explosions and screams coming from the other screens. I glanced over to see that Dark had successfully nabbed himself a sweet ride and was currently running over civilians, surprisingly not being chased down by the cops. And then Wilford…

*Wilford's POV*

Sarah of course had abandoned us at the beginning, leaving us to fend for ourselves and so, eventually I thought it was a game where you can do whatever you want, no consequences. So I jacked a car like Sarah did (somewhat clumsier though, I ended up having to punch the guy out before taking off. Whoopsie). Then I took off. Of course, the driving was wonky and I found myself crashing into buildings and cars. Then, the police came. 'Oh shoot!' They began to shoot my windows as I was driving off, eventually hitting the outskirts of the city and being high tailed by about 6 cops.

"You okay Wilford?" I heard Sarah ask.

"Of course! Wilford knows what is best after all." Although, I didn't know what I was doing and eventually I found myself off roading into the desert.

"Do-o you need h-help Wilford?"

"No thank you, I got this." I began to veer sideways, making most of the coppers confused but a few were able to catch on. Then, one of the tires popped and I began going all over the place. "Dear god." My best bet was to exit before I ran into anything and so I deployed and found myself rolling out of the car, the police swerving in right next to me.

I thought it was over but then another vehicle swerved in and caught the incoming bullets. "Get in Wilford!"

I didn't hesitate as I got into the car and we drove off, once again being pursued by the cops. "How did you know where I-"

"I mean, the police cars kind of helped but just in general there's only so many places you can go here with that much of a desert." 'Oh.' She then did some skirting and headed back into the city till she lost them and acted like a normal car. "Alrighty, now that they are off our tails...let's go do something fun."

"Fun you say?"

She grinned and took off once more into the desert. We began to approach a few buildings that looked...military related. She took off to the back of the building and parked next to…

"Oooooooooo...This is going to be fun!" I ran my guy over to the helicopter and she hopped in the front and I manned the turret. Military men began to file out of the building and I gave that sucker one fire, seeing a few men go down. "Hohohohohoho…..I'm gonna enjoy this." She took off into the air as I began to fire on all of the men, laughing maniacally during the process because it was so much fun. Then I saw them taking out the tank but before I could fire, there was a missile launched from beneath us towards the tank and blew it to smithereens. "Oh, that was AMAZINGGGG."

Sarah let out a suppressed giggle and began to take off over the mountains. She seemed to contain a sort of...elegance in her appearance, her small smile just… 'No Wilford, these thoughts...they can't be yours…' I shook off the trance as we began being fired upon by…

"Dark! Why are you attacking us?"

"We must see who reigns superior and of course, it'll be us!" I noticed that Google was the one manning the aircraft rather swimmingly.

"Oh we will see about that! Sarah, charge!"

*Time skip brought to you by POOF!*

*Sarah's POV*

Before we noticed, it was nighttime and...we were hungry. "Whelp." I got up. "I'm ordering pizza."

"We h-have food here though-"

I shushed Google. "The more we eat at home the less food there will be for later, meaning I'll need to run to the store earlier…"

"...You realize-"

"I'm lazy!" He stopped his fuss as I pulled up my app of Domino's and placed the order. It said that Rick has started on the order and should be here in about 25 minutes. 'Nice.' "Alright guys, we have 25 minutes till the pizza gets here."

"And what do you suppose we do till then?" Dark asked, mumbling over the couch cushions.

"WECANDOANOTHERINTERVIEW-"

"Movie! Movie, we will watch a movie." 'I loved the interview but dear god, I don't want that question to pop up again!'

"What mo-ovie?" Google questioned.

"Oh, um…." I scrolled around on Apple TV movies. "Oh, Split is good."

A.N. In case no on here has seen Split or know what it encases, you can either look it up or watch it. I don't want to spoil things so I will mention things only really seen in the trailer. Plus, she won't be really focused on the movie either way.

I put on the movie and sat down next to Dark on the couch, Google and Wilford taking the side chairs. As the scene began to open up, I tried to consider my next few options. 'Tomorrow is my last day off and then I'll be going back to work, being that I didn't sign up for Friday classes. At this point I've missed quite a few lessons.

But still one question remains: what are they going to do while I'm working? I mean, it's not like they can go to work with me, they aren't Tellers or Supervisors! And I'm certainly not going to let them be here to burn the house down!' I breathed in and sighed. 'This isn't your problem Sarah. In fact, this whole situation wasn't anywhere near your fault…I think.' I heard my stomach grumble. 'Rick please hurry on that pizza!'

Going into a few minutes of the movie, by the time the girls were trying to escape their cell, there was a ding-dong answering my prayers. I walked up to the door and yelled, "Who's there?" No response. "Hello?"

"Hello?"

"Who's there?"

"Um, Domino's."

I nodded and opened the door to find a guy standing there in the Domino's uniform, pizzas in his hand. "Hello!" I grabbed the receipt from him, putting the tip to be 5$ and handing the guy the five dollar bill and taking the pizza, only to have it swiftly taken from behind by Dark. The guy was about to double take on him when I threw in another 5 and wished him a great evening, closing the door.

I turned around and was about to comment when Dark handed me a plate with a couple of slices of pizza. I paused my thoughts, took the plate, and sat on the couch to consume the deliciousness before me.

Eventually the comment escaped my thoughts as we settled down and enjoyed Split together, finishing it till the end.

After the secret clip at the end, I began to feel somewhat tired and felt myself yawn. "Tired?" I heard Dark ask. I shook my head and felt my eyes closing. "No no, you have a room, come on." I felt Dark tugging at me and I grew further into a ball on the couch.

"I don't wanna. I can-I can stay up," I whined.

"Sarah…"

I opened my eyes and got up a little haphazardly to go and put away the pizza that was out but then was stopped by Google. "I got it Sarah, go along and sleep."

"But I can do it…" I felt arms pick me up and once again the warmth encase me and I giggled lightly as I moved closer to the source.

Eventually the source faded away though as I was placed in my bed and was tucked in by Dark. "Goodnight Dark," I slurred.

"...Goodnight Sarah." I felt myself slip into unconsciousness and went to sleep.

*Dark's POV*

I looked over her as she fell asleep, her mind becoming inactive. I don't believe she has caught on I could read her thoughts but nonetheless… Her figure was motionless and her chest was rising and falling gently. She seemed so...fragile. But she also seemed ethereal, something that shouldn't be touched by my hands. But…

I gently moved her hair away from her forehead and went down to place a kiss on her head. She was warm and...lovely. I got up and walked out of the room, locking it behind me.

In the living room I met up with Google and Wilford. "So…I have come to the realization that we need to get jobs."

"Jobs? But why-"

"Well, it's either that or we stick around Sarah's workplace and do nothing all day."

"You know, we can simply just get her fired-"

"No Wilford, we aren't doing that to her."

"Well...it doesn't s-seem like work-k has to be that far-ar from her route anyway…" We looked over to Google and he pulled up a screen. "Seems l-like Sarah's work needs three n-new tellers, immediate fill in."

We nodded and began to put together résumés and IDs, along with any other paperwork usually needed to start up on the job.

*create audio*

*?'s POV*

I giggled to myself. 'Finally some personal interaction! Too bad Sarah was asleep but that's ok. But the loooooooove is building! Soon they'll be falling over each other and-' I breathed. 'Sarah will have her happy ending! And no one is going to stop me!'