Gamer Pack (Werewolf AU)

Chapter XVI: Mr. Wilford and Googleplier.

Wade and Ken walked into the cabin, all eyes looking over at them with curiosity. "So, was there anything out there?" Bob asked them, pushing up his glasses. Wade nodded and put his hands in his pockets. "It was some little kid who looked like Mark with longer hair. He said his name was Google and that he was waiting for someone named Mr. Wilford," the tall man spoke, still not believing what they had saw. "There was also blood around him but we don't really know what that was about," Ken added to end of Wade's description of the small boy. Mark nodded, his facial expression showing he was quite interested. "Is 'Google' still out there? I'd like to go see him," Mark said and stood up. Cry turned a bit to look out of the window and nodded, closing the blinds after looking through them. "Yup, there's a little scamp just standing there. I'm assuming that's the kiddo we're talking about." The oak haired male spoke smoothly. Mark motioned Cry to come with him. "If the kid starts to get worked up, maybe your voice will calm him down, so I want you to come with me. The rest of you, watch from the cabin. And if this 'Mr. Wilford' guy comes around, I want you all as backup. Understood?" Mark spoke, standing next to Cry in the doorway. The rest of them nodded and Jack went to kiss him on the cheek before Mark walked out and Felix pecked Cry on the lips before he followed in the alpha's footsteps.
Walking outside, Cry saw the boy clearer and chuckled lightly. "Crymony, he really does look like a younger version of you," he said, elbowing Mark playfully. Mark couldn't help but nod in agreement, shaking his head. "I wonder if this kid has something to do with Darkiplier. Even though him and Anti are dead now, that doesn't mean their evil can't travel to other people." Mark spoke with a type of tone in his voice that was serious and a bit concerned filled. Approaching the small boy, Mark kneeled down to his height, acknowledging the blood splattered on the grass around Google. "Hey kiddo. My friend told me you were waiting for somebody, mind if we wait with you?" He asked calmly and kindly as possible. Google looked into Mark's eyes and didn't speak a word. Mark started to feel an uneasy feeling but maintained his ground. Realizing how much this little boy resembled him, his theory on him being connected to the deceased Darkiplier seemed to make more and more sense the more they stared at each other. Mark eventually won the stare down with the child and furrowed his brows a bit. "You're no ordinary little boy, are you? You're not fooling me, Google." Mark's voice was sharper now, he had given up the nice guy act once the pieces started to come together for him. Cry watched, intrigued by the boy. He kneeled down as well and decided to approach it differently- he wanted to see what this little boy could do. "Hey there little buddy," Cry said and patted Google's arm. The boy pulled his arm away from the touch and took a step back.
"Don't touch me." Google said, his facial expression changing again like it had before when Wade asked where Mr. Wilford was. Cry smirked, and saw this as a chance to figure this boy out alongside Mark. "Or what? Are you going to get upset and throw a tantrum?" Cry provoked, chuckling darkly to himself. Now that he had more control over Mad, he could take this a little further but still had to watch himself. Google furrowed his eyebrows and clenched his little hands into fists. "Mr. Wilford is going to come and get me, and when he does, there's going to be trouble." He said. Mark snarled and stayed crouched. "Yeah? What type of trouble is this 'Mr. Wilford' going to cause?" Mark asked with a sarcastic tone threaded across his deep voice. Google started to get worked up, puffing his cheeks out and huffing around. Even though he was no ordinary child, he was still a child.
Footsteps were heard in the distance as a man with a pink streak in his hair and a pink mustache got closer to them. This caused a huge grin to spread across Google's face, looking at the confused expressions that Cry and Mark were forecasting. Mark and Cry stood up, looking at the man before him. "My, my~ Are you alright Google?" He asked, his speech slurred in a weird way, but still clear enough for comprehension to be had. Google stood next to Wilford, his arms crossed over his chest and he nodded. "Well if it isn't the one and only Maaaarkiplieeerrr." The pink goon said, smirking wildly toward him. Soon enough, Jack was leading the rest of the pack towards Mark and the others. "So, this is a party huh? Well I'll be damned." Wilford said, pulling out his golden pistol from a holster on the side of his pants. "Won't this be fun, Google?" The boy nodded as his face was stone cold, his eyes completely glowing red. "Okay Google. Time to have some fun~"
Googleplier smirked mischievously, his fists ready for a fight.
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Goodnight everybody >:)
- Author Angell ☆