Mark's PoV

I waited outside the airport for Jack, tapping on the steering wheel to the radio.  I nearly jumped when the door opened.  Guess I wasn't paying that much attention. Jack didn't even turn to me.  "Drive.  Now" he said in a hushed voice.

I started driving.  "You want to explain yourself?"

"Do I need to?" He asked turning to me.  "I can see you did your stage make up"

I sighed, continuing to drive, "It was last minute. I tried my best, but sometimes...."

"...They just get the best of you" Jack sighed.  "I wish I didn't agree to this"

"Well, we did.  All we need to do is..." I snuck a glance at Jack who was looking blankly out the car window.  "Keep them away from each other"

"Oh Mark, Mark. You do understand how important this is."

"I want to meet Anti too"

"Oh shut is freak, he's mine. Mine."

I blinked trying to keep forces.  Stuck in traffic and the voices were growing louder by the second.  "Food?" I asked with a near death grip on the steering wheel.

"Of course Marky Moo" but that wasn't Jack's voice. "I do very much like spending time with you"

"Alright Mark, my turn in the diver's seat"

"You just made a pun Dark"

"Wilford if you keep quite I'll let you out latter"

"Okay"

I'm so glad we didn't crash