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Chapter 44: Darkiplier

(Mark's jet was the most chosen)
Ladies and gentleman, what you have all skipped to this chapter for...
Darkiplier.
He's not a demon lol.

Warning: The content may be cringe worthy for few.

"Blue one. Blue one. Look at that stunning beauty," Felix whispered in my ear.

I shooed him away.
"I like the red one," I said bluntly and walked up to the jet, running my hand along it.

"See-- she likes me the best," Mark grinned deviously to the others.

"That's only because you made out with the lass!" Jack spat out, "maybe if she had made out with the fabulous Jack, she'd choose the green one!"

"Or, I can say, screw all of you guys, I'm riding with Google!" I growled in exasperation to all of the arguing.

"I do not know how to fly," Google stated blankly.

"Listen, I chose Mark's jet and that's it! Now stop arguing!" I hissed, and walked up the short steps to enter the jet.
The rest of them followed inside the large aircraft, grumbling as they went, but I didn't mind. Mark was smiling more then the other guys who weren't chosen.

"Hurry up, Toby!" Jack called out the door. Toby looked hesitant, but stepped inside with the rest of us.

What surprised me, was how large the inside was; there were seats and tables with laptops, available bathrooms, and the control wheel at the front with little arches to walk inside, while the other rooms were led by hallways. The walls were mostly a dark grey inside, though there were still wires shown.

"Felix, you drive," Jack said.

"Let the master handle it," Felix smiled, and ran to the wheel. I let out a relaxed sigh and sat at a seat.

I looked at the end of the hallway, and there sat a armored chest of some sort. Like anyone would do, I scurried over to open it, and inside was medicine, and mostly some food. By food, there were wrapped up sandwiches, water bottles, and--
a happy meal! Mc.Donalds!

A giddy smile grew on my face as I sneaked that bag beside me, tossing it on my spot on the seat to save for later. I grabbed four more sandwiches from inside, and closed the lid. Now I just had to find Jack, somewhere. Google didn't need a sandwich, of course.

The sun was starting to set. I'm surprised how good Felix was with taking control of the aircraft.
I saw Jack at a seat, playing at a hologram computer. I grinned to this.

I chucked the sandwich at his screen, which happened to bounce back and hit his face.

"Oh, boy, I've got a lot of anger inside," Jack huffed in amusement and held the wrapped sandwich.

"Shut up and eat, Melissa Carthy," I said sarcastically and laughed.
I ruffled my hand through Jack's hair playfully, gaining a adorable smile from him.

Later, I tossed Toby a sandwich, who was leaned against the wall, looking out a window in the hallway. All I could see were clouds, until I got closer and saw the wasteland of what California was turning into.

"You ok?" I asked as he held the sandwich tighter.

"Yeah, just scared," he said quietly and shrugged.
"Hey," I put a hand on his shoulder, "we'll save humanity. We aren't the incredibles. We're doing our best."

Toby smiled and nodded.
"You're right. Though, you're pretty incredible."

I smiled and said a small, "thank you," before I walked off to the control room.