Jurassic Egos

Some Kind of Park

Dark was focused on whatever he was doing at his computer, watching the screen closely as he typed, and clicked. He was involved in all kinds of projects based on watching, controlling and harming Markiplier and gaining control of the fan base, but also balanced with a lot of things that involved taking care of himself, as well as the other egos. Of course, he was a secretive being, and the only one who generally knew what he was up to was Googleplier, and even the android rarely had the full story, though at least he knew every move Dark made on that computer of his.

Wilford was sitting in the chair across from him, elbows on the desk and his chin resting on his hands, an odd smirk on his face. He'd been there for five minutes now and they both knew Dark was aware, but the amalgamation refused to acknowledge the other man. Wilford wiggled his mustache a little, leaning forward a little more, and then he began to hum. Dark hesitated, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. The humming was an odd pattern, almost as if Wilford was trying to imitate a song or tune, but it was definitely jumbled and nothing Dark recognized at all. He sighed deeply and then turned his head to look at him, Wilford's smirk growing. "What?" Dark huffed.

"I have a proposition." Wilford tilted his head, a sparkle of excitement in his eyes. It was that signature look that he was up to something.

"And what would that be?" Dark asked, rarely interested in the games that Wilford seemed to thrive on.

Wilford leaned back in his chair. "An investment opportunity."

"Investment opportunity?" Dark sighed. He handled most of the finances, for most of the egos. Wilford especially never seemed very concerned with money. He had people hired to handle all of that for his talk show, and he spent money however he pleased no matter what anyone said to him. "Since when do you care about investments?" Dark added.

"Since..." Wilford hesitated, thinking a moment, his eyes flicking to the side, like he didn't know the answer. Then his expression melted into a smile and he looked back at Dark. "Always."

Dark wasn't at all tempted to press him for a real answer, he knew it was pointless and he didn't want to get trapped in this game anymore than he had to. "What opportunity?" He muttered, hoping to turn it down quickly and get back to work.

"Oh, it's a wonderful project. A little... park." Wilford grinned. "Something the world has never seen, sure to be a success."

"A park?" Dark muttered, looking back at his computer. "Like a playground for kids?"

Wilford leaned on the desk again. "More of a zoo."

Dark shook his head, as he started to type again. "The world has seen zoos, and more importantly, we are not investing in a zoo." He huffed.

Wilford puffed himself up. "At least come with me to look at it first!"

Dark groaned and glanced at him. "Why are you so adamant about this?"

"I really want to go and I don't want to go alone." Wilford admitted, hoping a speck of honesty would get Dark on board.

Dark narrowed his eyes, more unnerved by the sudden admittance. Going to a zoo didn't seem like the sort of thing that Wilford would need to create an elaborate game to trick him into. "Fine." He muttered, more so just to get the man out of his office, and Wilford grinned. "Go get King ready, he will come with us."

Wilford cocked his head to the side. "He will?"

"Sure. He loves animals." Dark mumbled. "He needs to get out, see something besides squirrels for once."

Wilford let his jaw fall open, like he wanted to say something, but then he shrugged it off and stood. He wheeled around, a large grin crawling onto his face. Dark thought he was in control, but Wilford knew that he always got what he wanted, one way or another.