Dark's POV

"Do ya know where that Wiford fella is?" Anti asked.

"Nope, haven't seen him since her dream." We soon left the graveyard and walked back to his house, we talked, we played games, we got to know each other, it was nice. He seemed cool, but now that I was thinking about what Wilford would have done to her if she was alive, I couldn't stop.

Why did Wilford have her bloody wings?

How did she have wings?

Could Wilford have made the car crash?

More questions flooded my head. I didn't know how long I was thinking about it for but the death sound of mario brought me out of it. Before the game reset Anti paused the game and looked at me.

"Dude are you okay you seem out of it?" I looked over at him.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Let's get back to playing."

"Are you sure? Somethin on yer mind?" Besides the whole 'my counterpart's girlfriend could have just been murdered by my brother.' Yes, actually. It's been a tradition between me and Mark that every year I'd come visit him. Halloween is only 8 days away.

"Yeah, so me and Mark do this thing where I go over to his place and just hang with him for a week. Last time I talked to him he told me he wanted me to meet the kids. I was thinking Jack would probably want the same."

"Sounds like a plan! So should we go get ready?"

"Yeah, Mark hasn't cared when I come early." Soon I left Anti's place and went to go pack. I went back to his house once I was done and waited out front for him. He came out a few minutes later almost hitting me with the door.

"Let's go!" I grabbed his hand, and I've got to admit he's got nice hands. They were soft and a good bit smaller than my own. I teleported the both of us to Mark and Jack's shared home. I set my bags down and walked around, looking for Mark. Before I found Mark I found two small children playing in what I could only assume was their playroom.

"Oh hey Anti!" I heard Jack say. They were in another room but I could still hear them pretty clearly. I felt a tug on my pants and looked down to see a girl with really pretty green eyes.

"Are you uncle Dark?" I nodded.

"Yep, and you are?"

"I'm Sam, or Sammy." I picked Sam up and looked over at the other child. He was standing and looking down at the floor.

"I lost my shoe." I chuckled and scooped him up as well, I had a kid on each hip. I walked out to the living room to find Jack and Anti sitting on the couch talking with one another. I think Mark said the kids names were Sam and Tim.

"Hey Poppa!"

"Ey! Sammy Sam!" Jack got up and walked over to me, kissing Sam on the cheek.

"You guys are early!" Mark said following it with a laugh. Soon me and Mark were in the kitchen making some chicken and dumplings. Momiplier knows what's good. After dinner the kids went off to a friends to play, so it left the four of us to talk. I think it's time they knew.

"So um Mark?"

"Yeah?"

"Did your girlfriend ever act weird around you or keep secrets?"

"Well um, now that you mention it she was. She never told me, she kept saying she couldn't."

"There's a good reason." Mark looked up at me confused.

"And that is?"

"I think Wilford is the reason why she's dead." Jack's eyes widened and Anti shot me a look. I don't know why though. Mark had gasped loudly and covered his mouth. I saw tears quickly rush to his eyes.

"W-why didn't... Did she know? "I motioned for the four of us to sit down.

"She might have. When I was here for the first time, he was tormenting her in her dreams." Jack quickly moved over to Mark to comfort him. Anti wouldn't stop giving me that look.

"She did w-wake up in the middle of the night a lot." Jack wrapped his arms around Mark's shoulders, pulling him closer to his chest.

"Why don't we ask her?"