Fischbach Residence

3rd Person P.O.V- It's been four weeks since Mark an Angel have had their unofficial first date and they've been spending every free moment texting the other, making future plans.

(Four Weeks Prior)

Ethan- Mark and I are in the process of filming a video for his channel and are taking a quick break. (Whines) "Mark, you're paying more attention to this girl than to me!"

Mark- I finish sending my text and glance up at my roommate. (Laughs) "Are you jealous?"

Ethan- (Pouts) "No."

Mark- (Rolls Eyes) "You were never like this when I was with Amy. What changed?" (Smirks Amusedly) He stretches out across the island as he reaches towards me.

Ethan- (Scoffs Indigently) I stand abruptly as I slam my fists against the granite counter top. "That She-Devil walked all over you and you let her!"

Mark- (Flinches) Ethan wasn't violent, but when he got pissed off enough or was passionate about something he was damn scary. (Mutters Softly) "Ethan?"

Ethan- On a literal roll as I continue making a pinched face, I gesture to the bandaging on his broken hand and finger. "Now look what happened, because of her not only do you have a fist shaped hole in your recording room wall, you're injured!"

Mark- My eyes widen as I look down. (Blushes Darkly) I was highly embarrassed by the way Ethan called me out on my less than stellar relationship with Amy.

Ethan- Crossing my arms over my chest as I give him a stern and unamused look. "Did you tell your girlfriend about your psycho-ex?"

Mark- (Mutters Incoherently) "Yes, Angel is aware of my past and of Amy."

Ethan- (Huffs Hotly) Taking a few moments to let the tension in the air settle, I notice he sets his phone down and brings his injured hand up to his chest as he rubs at his knuckles. "I'm sorry, that was low even for me." Walking around the island as I stand beside him, resting my hand between his shoulder blades. "Can you tell me more about Angel?" Not only did I want to change the subject, I really do want to know more about our Idol.

Mark- (Chuckles Lightly) "Angel is this really petite 5'3 woman. She is naturally blonde, but her hair is dyed bright pastel pink. She's got dazzling blue eyes." I go from telling him all about her characteristics, to telling him her story.

Ethan- Mark picks his phone back up to answer the newest message. "Wow, just wow." I knew Mark was sick and there was others just as sick, but I had no idea someone could be so medically complex.

Mark- (Hums and Nods) Changing the subject this time. "You didn't get to officially meet her yet and the last two times you only saw her from a distance an didn't get a very good look." Holding up my phone between us. "Would you like to see a picture?"

Ethan- (Smiles Brightly) Bouncing up and down on my toes. "You got pictures? I would love to see some pictures!"

Mark- (Chuckles) "Of course I got pictures." Quickly clicking into my photos, I show him the best three;

Ethan- (Squeals) Taking his phone, I examine the pictures of the beautiful girl. "You're a lucky bastard!"

Mark- (Smiles) Glancing at my best friend an roommate fondly. "Yes, yes I am. In more ways then one."

Ethan- Handing my friend his phone back, his look of adoration didn't go unnoticed. (Smiles Brightly) "I cant wait to meet her, our fans are gonna go crazy!"

Mark- He leaves the kitchen babbling on about our fan base, completely forgetting we have a video to complete. (Shakes Head and Smiles)

(Four Weeks Presently)

Ethan- Hearing a knock at the door, I get up from my comfy position on the couch to answer it. "Hello?" I look the oddly familiar petite pastel goth up and down. (Gasps Sharply) "Oh, My God!" (Shrieks Excitedly) "MARK!"

Mark- Hearing Ethan shriek startled me as I rush out of the kitchen to the front foyer. "What?" I glance between my partner in crime and Angel. (Chuckles) "Ethan this is Angel, Angel this is Ethan. Pushing my roommate out of the way as I open the door further for our guest. "I'm sorry, please forgive his stupidity."

Angel- (Smiles Amusedly) Waving it off as I walk in, Mark shutting the door behind me. I kneel down to pet the two happy dogs.

Ethan- Clapping my hands together. "So, has Mark told you what we are working on today?"

Angel- (Shakes Head) "Not specifically, just a video for your Unnus Annus Channel."

Ethan- Glancing from Angel to Mark. (Smirks) "Oh, you are mean." I lead the way outside to the backyard.

Mark- (Shrugs) "She's watched our previous videos, she knows what she's in for." Both Angel and I follow after Ethan as I make sure the dogs have followed behind us, before shutting the sliding door.

Angel- (Raises Eyebrow) I glance over the rather offending objects sitting on the ground. "If this is what I think it is, how haven't either of you lost a nut yet?"

Mark- I nearly choke on my drink of water. (Snorts)

Ethan- (Laughs) Sharing a bemused look with Mark. "I don't think either of us really knows."

Mark- (Shakes Head) "Nope." I go over to the camera that's set up. "Ready?"

Ethan- I get into my normal position as I have Angel stand beside me.

Mark- Hitting the record button as I make my way over to the other side of Angel putting her between us. (Smiles Widely) "Good day everybody."

Ethan- Gesturing to Angel. "As you can see we have a very important person here. This is Bizarre Angel or Angel or Marks Girlfriend either works really."

Mark- (Grumbles and Blushes) "Not my girlfriend!"

Angel- Glancing over as I entwine my fingers with Marks. (Smiles Softly) "Would you like me to be?"

Mark- (Nods) Leaning over I kiss her cheek.

Ethan- (Squeals Excitedly) "YAY....Daddy gots the girl!" I dance around the couple who just came out on camera. "I'm so happy that our fans and I got to witness such a special moment." I wipe away a tear.

Mark- (Shakes Head) "I live with an idiot."

Angel- (Giggles)

(Twenty Minutes Later)

Mark- Getting back to filming the video. "Today we'll be doing an extreme version of nut-ball!"

Ethan- Both Mark and I sit across from one another, with a watermelon between us that has a taser duct tapped around it.

Angel- Making a pinched face as I flinch. (Mutters Incoherently) "Why? Just why?" I look away, not able to watch as I hear the soft thump of the watermelon as it rolls and someone's yell as they get tased in the balls.