My Savior, Bajancanadian.

Flying Time!

--Mark's P.O.V.--

I lay awake in my bed just wondering, what happened?

Just recently I've been thinking about how I lost my memory and how I ended up on Mitch's front door. I've come up with nothing, I'm on the same boat with Mitch on trying to figure out what is going on.

I sat up in my bed and turned on the lamp next to my bed. I got up out of my bed and went downstairs to the living room to go grab my laptop. As I did, I noticed the basement light was still on.

I walked down into the basement and noticed Mitch sleeping with his forehead on the desk almost falling out of his chair. I laughed when I saw drool coming out of his mouth and making a puddle near the computer.

I shut off the lights in the basement and went back to my room with the laptop.

I turned on the laptop and just started searching on the Canadian Lost Children List. I just wanted to try and find me, and maybe if I did I would be able to remember everything.

I didn't find any kid that looked like me, it was so weird. I'm wondering if my family even misses me?

I almost started to cry, I shut the laptop and put it on the ground. I couldn't stand thinking that my family doesn't like me enough to look for me.

--Mitch's P.O.V.--

*Thump*

"Ow! What the fuck!" I yelled, I had just woken up oh so suddenly and know wondering what happened.

Once I had full focus on what was going on, I noticed I was on the floor of the basement with my chair on top of me.

How the heck did I end up here? I swear I remember falling asleep on my bed.

"Mitch! You okay!"

Mark...

Mark put me on the chair so I would hurt my self. What a sneaky little prankster I've turned him into, well two can play at this game.

"Yeah, just hit my head on the floor! I'll be up there in a little bit!" I got up off the floor and sat the chair back up when I noticed the pool of drool.

I was disgusted at my own spit, I got some napkins from dinner last night and wiped up the drool.

I went upstairs and saw Mark on the couch watching T.V.. "Nice red mark on your forehead." He chuckled.

I went to the bathroom and saw I giant red mark all across my forehead. I shook my head and smiled, this kid was good.

"Ha ha very funny, nice prank Mark." I said walking back into the living room. "I get it, you wanted to get me back for throwing water on you to wake you up. But just know that you started a war that I'm going to win."

Mark shut off the T.V. and got up walking over to me. "What are you talking about? I didn't do that to you, you fell asleep with your head on the desk. I went down to the basement because I noticed the light was on."

"Sure..." Mark groaned and walked over the the kitchen table. "You want breakfast?" I asked him, he looked at me with the most serious face.

"Of course I'd like breakfast, but since you want to start a war, I'll make my own."

"Is that all I had to do was threaten you and then you'd make your own breakfast? I should've done this prank a while ago." We both laughed and had breakfast together.

Later on in the day, I got all washed up and dressed and talked to Jerome. He wanted to hangout on one of these upcoming weekends without the rest of the members of Team Crafted. Which I understood, we've been doing a ton of Team Crafted events and I just needed some time with my best friend.