I Want Him Gone ;A Markiplier/ Darkiplier story

Tiny Box Tim, No!

It was late at night and I couldn't sleep so I sat on the couch with Tim in my lap. He cuddled into my stomach and fell asleep. I placed my hand ontop of him. I turned the TV on and then Wilfred walked out, Grin hopping down the stairs.

Wilfred placed himself on the couch next to me and Grin hopped up on his lap. Grin then did the same as Tim. I turned my head towards Wilfred to find him asleep.

I picked up Tim from my lap placed him on the arm of the couch. I grabbed a blanket from the closet and placed it on Wilfred. I turned off the TV and walked up to my room after grabbing Tim.

I opened my room door and got on my bed. "Mark, where are we?" Tim asked sleepily. "Don't worry Tim. Were safe from the monsters." I said tired. Tim looked up at me and smiled a bit. He then fell asleep and I did the same.

I woke up to empty bed. I sat up and yawned while I stretched. I got out of my bed and walked down my stairs to the kitchen. When I got close to it, I smelled good aromas and found Tim trying to cook. "Tim, what are you doing?" I asked laughing.

Tim looked up at me and had burn marks on him. "Oh Mark! You scared me. I'm just trying to make you food." Tim said shrugging. I then realized that his gaze slowly fell downwards. "Mark, you know your not wearing any pants." He said giggling.

I looked down then back up and shrugged. "Hey, home is where the pants aren't." I said puffing out my manly chest. Tim put his hands over his mouth and laughed.

After I made breakfast we headed outside.Bob and Wade were asleep so I left them alone. To our surprise, Wilfred was there. Grin hopping up and down in delight. The only thing weird was that Grin was a darker pink. Wilfred was all too dark looking.

I walked over to him slowly and got so close to him that I felt if I left out a quiet little breath, he would hear me. I was about a good 5 feet away when I heard a crack sound. I looked down to see, I stepped on a stick.

I looked back up slowly to see Wilfred and Grin facing my direction. They were evil looking, like Dark had possessed them. "Hey guys, how's it going?" I asked playfully.

Wilfred pulled out the golden pistol. He held his finger on the trigger. "I told you.... I saw him. He was not dead." Wilfred laughed. "But you will soon be. Then Dark and I will be immortal." A smile slid across his face like a snake.

He then pulled the trigger and I closed my eyes. I knew I would fell pain and that would be the end. I waited and nothing happened. I only heard a box....breaking...

I opened my eyes quickly to find broken box pieces on the ground. "Tiny Box Tim, no. NO!" I Yelled.

I then jumped on Wilfred and threw punches to his face. Pink blood came from his nose, mouth, and one eye. I needed to let my anger and dispair out, so the only option was to make him pay.

When Wilfred couldn't stand anymore and a pink lake of blood surrounded Wilfred and me, I knew I had enough. I picked up the pieces of Tim and walked inside. I found a little chest and put his pieces inside of it.

I then put the chest on my dresser and walked to my recording room. "Hey guys, Mark's not here right now. He's doing some things so I thought I should make a video for you guys." I heard a small voice say.

I walk to my recording room to find Tiny Box Tim! I gasp and run to him and pick him up. I squeezed him so hard. "Tim, I thought you were dead." I said with tears of joy in my eyes. "Mark, there are many of us Tiny Box Tim's around. You just don't know where we hide." He said and then hugged me.

I know now that I definitely cannot trust Wilfred.