I forgot that I meant to add in my fanimation that I made a while ago. It's from my YouTube channel so for more stuff like my Antisepticeye fanimation, you guys can go to it if you'd like :)

Note: In this story, Actor Mark will only be called Actor to diffuse confusion. 

The next morning, Dark was tired but he watched Actor nonetheless. Deep in thought, Dark reminded himself of all the horrible things he had done. He had hurt so many people. Wilford, Damien, Celine, Abe, the DA, Mark and even Dark himself. In a way, Actor had created Dark, forcing Damien to disintegrate and become the villain the Actor wanted. 

So selfish and narcissistic, he was. And yet he didn't plan for this. He didn't plan for everyone to have Dark's back and trust him so much. His expectations had backfired leaving everyone to think HIM the villain, instead, and Dark as the hero. 

Dark smirked at the thought, 'To think you thought yourself so high and mighty. You're nothing but a washed up loser begging for a bone now.'

But he knew something was STILL so off. Actor had to have been planning something and he had a feeling that Mark felt the same way. But why come to Raspy Hill to face Dark head-on? If he made him the villain then surely he'd want to attack in some way from a distance? Why charge INTO the heart? Where Dark LIVED? It had to be a distraction.

His thoughts were interrupted by Actor's subtle movements stretching slightly waking up, wincing a bit from his wounds. That was another thing that bothered Dark. If the sharks got to him and did this much damage with the intent to kill then how did he get away? He can only die by Mark's hand but surely he couldn't have just gotten away? He would have at least gotten kidnapped and held captive. There was A LOT more to the story than Actor was willing to tell.

Actor blinked open his eyes tiredly and snorted softly, "Of course you're watching me sleep. Creep"

Dark rumbled a deep growl, "Tread lightly. You know there's a reason for that. I don't trust you."

He rolled his eyes and huffed, "Whatever. I'm really not here to hurt anyone, Darkimoo. I just need-"

"Sanctuary. I know. And don't call me that." Dark's eyes narrowed.

Actor hummed, "What's for breakfast? I'm famished."

Dark snarled at his audacity, "You can move, can't you? The Doctor said nothing about your legs being broken. Make your own damn breakfast"

Actor was about to say something when Wilford waltzed in, "Dark, old chap! Hah, so the fiend is still breathing, eh? Your will is stronger than mine!"

Dark stood and stretched a little, "Wil would you watch him and make sure he doesn't do anything suspicious? I'm going to go take a shower. Remember, no trying to kill him."

"Maiming is still available, though, right?"

"Of course" he left the room, leaving Actor stammering.

Dark was walking to one of the bathrooms nearest his room. He found himself a bit lost in a numb thought process. He wasn't really thinking but he was deep in his own mind. Really he didn't know what to think anymore right now. His biggest enemy that he was literally created to rival was temporarily living in the same house as him. Although there was more to Dark than that, he found himself fucking itching to strangle the man. He tossed the thought aside as a baser instinct. He had to think of the others.

Speaking of the others, Yandere suddenly bumped into him from around a corner, "Oh! Sorry Dark"

Dark stopped, surprised for a moment, "Y-yandere? What's wrong? You okay?"

Yandere shuffled, messing with their skirt a little, "Yeah I'm fine. Why?"

"You apologized to me" he clarified.

Yandere shrugged, "So?"

Dark gave them a look, "You never do, you brat. What's wrong?"

"I don't want to talk about it" they looked anywhere but Dark's eyes and tried to get away from his questioning.

Dark put a hand on their shoulder gently, "Are you sure?"

Yandere thought for a moment before sighing, "It's just . . . . I don't understand"

"Understand what?"

"The Actor guy. If he's done so many bad things then why are we letting him stay? Wilford said he . . .  hurt people. People like us. Is that true?"

Dark exhaled and bit the inside of his cheek, "Yes. But it was Mark's decision to let him stay here. What we're doing. . . is giving him a second chance. If he somehow were to mess that up then he's gone. That means that the second anybody feels uncomfortable or unsafe around him, you tell me, Wil or Mark, himself."

Yandere nodded, "But what if-"

"Yan" Dark he smiled a little, "Do you trust me?"

They nodded and Dark continued, "Then you have no need to worry. I'll keep you guys safe. That's a promise."

Yandere nodded again, "Okay. Do you think we need to protect Senpai from him, too?"

Dark's eye twitched, "Unless your senpai is one of Mark's egos then no. I doubt it. Now go get yourself some breakfast. I'll be down in a bit and go into more detail with everyone how things are going to work while he's here. Alright?" he ruffled their red-dyed hair and Yandere huffed.

"Yeah yeah, okay, dad" they mocked before shoving Dark's hand away and hugging him quickly. They ran off to the kitchen before Dark could say anything more. Dark rolled his eyes with a smile before continuing to his destination, the bathroom.

As he showered and re-dressed, he just continued to get more paranoid. If Yandere was worried, then so was he even more so. Yandere was never worried about themselves. It brought out a more protective feeling in Dark that he wasn't sure about. Like a parent would be worried about their kid.

Getting dressed into a black suit for intimidation purposes, he adjusted his black tie and cracked his neck. He even took his cane. He was going to put the fear of god into that man.

Walking back down, he brought his cane down with each step he made, making each stomp more threatening than the last. Entering the kitchen, he found the Actor stuffing himself with some cereal he found in the cupboard. The other egos were now awake but left quite a bit of space between themselves and the newcomer. They didn't trust him, either. But something happened then that made Dark glimmer in pride. 

As soon as he walked into the room, the other egos seemed more comfortable. Happy that he was there. The mood change was clear as day and Actor could feel it, too except now HE was the one who was uncomfortable.

Dark's aura radiated a threat on him, "Now that everyone is here and awake. ." he stomped his cane  in front of him and glared into Actor's soul, "We can discuss the new . . . living arrangement."

Wilford giggled in anticipation while the others listened intently. 

Actor put on a brave front, "What? Going to have me live in the shed or something? Barbaric, even for you, isn't it?"

"No" Dark hummed, "The attic will suffice for you. And speaking of barbaric." he snatched away the cereal box from him, "This is Eric's cereal that he bought for himself. Did you ask him if you could eat any of it?"

"First of all" Actor snarled, "The fucking attic!? Are you joking?! Second- How was I supposed to know this junk was his? It doesn't have his damn name on it"

Dark turned the box to reveal Eric's name on the back, "You were saying? Manners go a long way, Actor, and right now you're stuck in a pit. As for the attic situation, that's all the space we have, fortunately."

"Don't you mean UN-fortunately?"

"No."

Actor huffed, "Why can't I bunk with someone? I don't want to sleep up there!" He suddenly landed his gaze on Yandere and licked his lips, "I could bunk with her"

Dark snarled, "Most certainly NOT. And besides, just because they dress like a girl, doesn't mean they are exclusively. Culture yourself. And another thing I want to address- You will NOT touch, talk to or look at ANYONE in this house in ANY way that would make them feel uncomfortable. Am I clear?"

Actor wrinkled his nose, now staring at Yandere in disgust. Dark stomped his cane down, startling everyone and whipped it up for the end to just barely touch Actor's cheek, " I SAID. . . are we clear?"

Actor gulped, "Yes"

Yandere suddenly flung a fucking sword at him, just grazing his other cheek and stabbing into the cupboards behind him, "Just in case it wasn't clear enough, pig"

Actor let out a squeak, "Where the fuck did that sword come from!?"

Dark cracked his neck, "Anyways, to continue. . . "

The other egos all either chuckled, smirked or smiled to themselves and each other at Actor's fear. King and Eric were on edge but were just happy Dark and Yandere's wrath wasn't directed at them.

Host interrupted Dark, "The Host reminded Dark that Mark would be arriving sometime this morning and wanted to know if Dark wanted to save the rest of his intimidation speech for later?"

"No, Host." Dark twirled his cane in his hand, "I don't need Mark's softness getting in the way of this delicate matter."

Dark came closer to Actor who chose to back himself into cupboard more. 

Intimidation accomplished.

"You see, I need to make sure things are absolutely translucent. The look in your eyes still suggests insubordination. I don't want there to be any confusion here, Actor."

He gripped Actor's cheeks in his hand, irritating the scratch Yandere made with their sword, "You're on thin ice and you haven't even lived here half a day. You are a threat. You are a menace. You are not welcome here. You may think yourself a bigshot but here, you are NOTHING. If you want our trust then you have to earn it. And that means you need to follow the basic rules, be kind and courteous to everyone in this house and not give me a reason to shove this cane right up your ass."

Actor closed his eyes before finally nodding. He reopened his eyes and nodded again, "Alright. You got it. I understand."

With one last death glare, Dark finally let him go and backed off, "Good." he turned to the others, "Now to everyone else. Everything that I told you guys last night. The moment any of you feel threatened or uncomfortable around him. Let either Mark, Wilford or me know. Understood?"

Everyone nodded and Dark leaned his cane against the counter before searching the cupboards for his cookies, "Meeting dismissed." he shoved a cookie in his mouth.

Actor was thoroughly both pissed off and terrified. How could anyone be so scary and yet the next second be stuffing his face with cookies? He watched as Dark offered Wil one and the two smiled at one another before splitting one.

Actor came to the conclusion that Dark and Wil were the closest to each other out of any of the other egos. They stuck by one another and the two obviously took charge of the house. 

With a nervous motion, Eric took his cereal and poured some out for himself in a bowl. Actor stared at him curiously. He was a nervous wreck. "I apologize for taking your cereal. I didn't know it was yours. I should have looked more closely at the box"

Eric was surprised but even more unsure about talking to him, "Uh . . .it-it's okay." he stammered before pouring in his milk and running off to the living room to eat far away from him.

Actor redirected his eyes to find Dark staring at him. He had seen the small interaction. Taking a bite of his cookie, he licked his finger before turning to one of the others, he figured out was Host. He was saying something.

Dark spoke softly to Host, "I want you to keep a close watch on him, Host. You know as well as I that it'd make for a great story. Just mysterious, correct? You have to be curious yourself"

Host chuckled, "Indeed the Host was intrigued by the Actor's sudden appearance. The reason for his being here didn't quite make sense and it sparked interest in the Host's mind. He'd have to look further into the plot."

Dark then walked over to Google and Bing whispered to them to make sure Actor wouldn't catch anything, "I want you two to set up surveillance cameras throughout the house inside and out of the property. If he's up to something, I want to be able to catch it and have proof. Understood?"

Google and Bing nodded, "Affirmative" Google smirked, "Although might I say that this task isn't so difficult seeing as we already had cameras in place a long time ago."

"Yeah, dude" Bing chuckled, "You never saw them?"

Dark seemed surprised but didn't inquire why they already had cameras installed everywhere, "No. Alright then, good. Nevermind then."

Dark looked over to see Actor standing by himself, for once unsure about his situation. He stepped over, "Do you have any belongings with you? Anything you want to get before we situate you into the attic?"

He shook his head, "Nothing. The sharks raided my apartment and took everything I had."

Dark didn't give a shit, "Good. Less work for me. Follow me. I'll take you up to the attic and you can start cleaning it up for yourself. There's a futon Mark has in his guest bedroom you can probably have for now."

"Wait. You expect me to clean your attic for me to live in myself? And a futon? Why not a mattress?" oh there was the privileged arrogance again.

Dark threw a sharp glare at him, "You have no right to demand or invoke sympathy from anyone. After all you've done. You don't deserve it. Perhaps if you prove yourself then I might feel differently but for now. . . . you could sleep in a damn puddle for all I care. Be grateful for what you are given"

Actor shut his mouth and let Dark lead him to the attic. Leaving him to set himself up, Dark came back down to see Mark had arrived with Ethan and Tyler at his side.

Dark breathed easy, "Mark. Guys."

Mark could see the strain on Dark's face, "Dark. . . you doing okay? Where's Actor?"

"Everything's fine" he pat Mark's shoulder, "He's in the attic cleaning it up for himself."

Ethan laughed, "Oh my god, you're making him sleep up there?! Priceless!"

Tyler smirked, "Would have loved to see his face when you told him"

"Oh he wasn't happy" Dark grinned.

Wilford swat Dark's back from behind, "Old Darky scared the daylights out of him, too! Glad I wasn't on the receiving end!"

Mark laughed with them, "So that's why the cane's out. Bet he was scared."

Yandere came up to them, "I swung a sword at him, too!"

They went quiet but Dark clarified, "He deserved it. He suggested bunking with Yandere, leering at them. Big mistake on his part."

Yandere looked uncomfortable for a moment but masked it quickly, "Dark was great! I swear that prick pissed himself!"

One of the Jims came over to them nervously, "Hey uh, guys? So how long is Actor staying here? We'd like to know for the upcoming story."

Wilford shook his head, "This one's off the press, Jim boy 1. How about doing that story on King's new fascination with Nutella?"

"Okay!" he ran off to try and find King.

It was a couple of hours later with visiting and laughing together that Dark realized what Mark was doing. He was avoiding going up to talking with Actor. He couldn't blame him. He didn't have to if he didn't want to. Dark didn't press it. He was probably seeing no need since Dark did such a good job already instilling so much fear into him.

Meanwhile with the Actor, he cleaned up as much as he could and after a while, he had sneaked downstairs. He saw Dark sitting on the couch with Mark, Ethan and Tyler laughing together.  Wilford was also there  across in a chair and Bim as well. Actor didn't realize there were so many egos. He really had been gone for a while. The last he knew there was only him, Dark, Wilford, Host, Dr. Iplier and Bim. He had known King came a little while after but the others were new to him.

The Jim twins, Google, Bing, Yandere, and Eric were all new to him and now he had to figure them out as well. Shaking himself off and going into 'actor' mode, he waltzed in the living room with them. Mark was unsure, once again, at first, but with Actor's wounds still visible and Dark and Wil's presence, he felt confident enough to trust him for now. Mark and his friends left to go fetch the futon for him and when they returned and helped him set it up in the attic, they were a little weirded out that Actor even THANKED them for their help.

But they didn't question it like Dark did. Dark just KNEW something was up and he wasn't going to be fooled. He just had to be patient. 

Mark got into his van and before he left with Ethan and Tyler, he had a few words with Dark, "As soon as something happens."

Dark nodded, "Of course. You don't trust him, right?"

Mark was hesitant, "I don't know, Dark. He seems like he's changed."

Dark sighed, "He hasn't. You should know just as well as I. You shouldn't trust him, Mark. Don't, even for a second. He's up to something, I can feel it."

"People do change, Dark. Maybe this scrape he's had did the trick? Look just. . . . you can call me, alright? I'll see you later."

With that, Mark took off, leaving Dark watching as he left at the front of the house. 

He didn't sense Actor looking down at them watching their interaction from the attic. He didn't know he could hear them, they weren't that far down away.

Actor smiled to himself.