Mark looked around- it was really dark. "Does that mean Dark'll be here?" he thought- joking to himself.

"Ohhh, Maaarrrkkk~" A voice called out. It was Wilford. "What do you want Wilford?" Mark asked. "Oh!" Wilford showed up, upside-down, face-to-face with Mark. "Dark said we had to fight or something, also said something about a button though... Hmm.. so how about a gaammee~?" Wilford proposed, flipping himself to where his feet would touch the ground. "So, here's how it goes. You lose- you get nothing- well- maybe a knife tickle- but that's it. But if you wiiinnnn~" Wilford pulled a button out of not even God knows where. "You get to push this Big. Pink. Shiny. Bu-" Suddenly he heard a click" he looked at Mark- whose finger was on the button "You sneaky little-" Suddenly Wilford disappeared as Mark opened his eyes.

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Mark looked down- where were his pants? "Oh, you're awake, and hey! Your hair is back to normal!" Ethan said. "Ethan," Mark said- slowly looking up "Where the fuck are my pants?" "Ohh yeah- they were kinda dirty so... heh..." Ethan cut himself off and just pointed at the makeshift clothesline that had a pair of jeans hanging up. "Dude, what the fuck?" Mark asked- completely flabbergasted that any of that just happened. "Oh yeah," Ethan added, "I had also washed your shirt" his face was almost as red as ketchup. Jack opened his eyes and looked over "dude, what the fuck?" he asked as he giggled a bit at the situation. "Oh yeah, that reminds me" Ethan started, looking over at Jack " your pants really need to be washed- they're all bloody" "Uhm, no thanks Ethan" Jack declined- stepping back a bit. "Oh-hohoho. It wasn't an offer Jack" Ethan said, maliciously inching closer to Jack. He then zoomed within a second and the next thing Jack knew- his cut-up legs were out in the air and Ethan was holding his bloodied black jeans. "What'd you do- fight Anti?" Mark asked jokingly.

Jack laughed nervously "no no no, obviously not, these cuts are from - uh- thorns" Jack hoped they both would believe.

"Well whatever it was you need to find a way to bandage them properly," Ethan said while walking away with Jack's jeans.

"Obviously, bitch..."