Mark's POV

I was rummaging through my closet trying to find my lucky flannel. Where did it go, it's not like it could have just sprouted legs and walked away...maybe the pants helped them. Then I thought, maybe Jack had seen it, he was downstairs and to be honest I'm to lazy to walk downstairs right now.

"JAAAAACK?" I yelled, hoping he would hear me.

"YEAH!!?"

"Where's my Lucky Flannel?!!?!"

Jack's POV

Crap, I didn't think he'd notice. I had his flannel on along with my hat, sitting downstairs on twitter. I quickly removed his flannel and threw it behind the couch.

"I UM... I PUT IT AWAY!!!" Hoping that would be the end of it.

"WHERE ON EARTH!?!?" He kinda sounded mad, but more annoyed than anything. Then I remembered the dinner we had planned, it was at 7. If Mark was gonna record it would end up making us hours late to the dinner.

"WHY DO YOU NEED TO KNOW!?"

"I NEED IT!!!" Now I was mad, did he seriously forget about this dinner?

"NUH UH!!! YOU AIN'T RUNNING OFF TO MAKE ANOTHER VIDEO!!! WE'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS DINNER FOR TWO MONTHS!!!" I shouted angrily and somewhat sassy.

"BUT MY FANS ARE IN DANGER OF BOREDOM!!!"

"MY EVENING'S IN DANGER!!!"

"ITS FOR THE GREATER GOOD!!!" He whined.

" GREATER GOOD?!? I AM YOUR HUSBAND!! I AM THE GREATEST GOOD YOU'RE EVER GONNA GET!!!!"