Trapped with the Stache

Chapter 6

   Sometime around 2:30 in the afternoon, Y/n woke up again, this time much more willing to be awake. She sat up slowly, the blanket falling down from her shoulders, and she looked around the room to see Dark sitting at his desk, typing away on his computer. Hearing the blankets shifting, Dark turned around and smiled at the lady blinking sleepily in his bed.
   "Good morning Darling, you're looking," he paused and glanced down at her chest, "perky, this morning. Did you sleep well?" He tried to hide his smirk, but a small chuckle escaped his lips. Y/n looked down at her breasts to see her nipples were erect, so she jumped up and walked over to him and kissed his cheek.
   "Good morning you butthead, you're looking scruffy. Yes I slept well. How could I not after all the energy you drained out of me?" She smiled as she heard a small laugh come from him as she walked into the bathroom. "Be a dear and grab me some fresh clothes? I wanna take a shower, I feel disgusting." Dark got up from his laptop and walked to his closet where he kept some of her clothing, and grabbed one of her favorite off the shoulder dresses. He walked into the bathroom with it along with some clean underwear and a strapless bra. Setting them on the counter, he watched as Y/n pulled the curtain back and stepped into the shower, throwing him a sharp glare as he made kissing noises.
   Dark walked back to his desk and began to type once more until Wilford knocked on the door. Dark stood to answer it, but Wilford had already poked his head in, an expression of distress written on his face.
   "Dark, it's the council on the phone. They have more news of Google...and I think it best you keep this news from Y/n until it's resolved." Wilford stepped a little further into the room  and handed Dark the phone, then left as if the room was strangling him. Dark lifted the phone to his ear and said "Council, you have the attention of Damien......yes, I am currently at my home. No, Y/n is in the shower at the moment...you captured him? Wilford said that was bad news, I don't think....he what? What do you mean he escaped? How in the hell could he have escaped that place is supposed to be heavily guarded....hacked? I thought Google's firewall systems were supposed to be inpenetrable...oh. Well that isn't exactly...Crank? He's in range of..yes I promise to keep an eye on him, and on Y/n. I, Damien, swear to keep Crank in order, and Y/n safe from harm, lest my life be erased and forgotten. Yes, thank you Council." Dark sighed heavily as he hung up the phone and stared at the bathroom door.
   Y/n was singing now, a song he had never heard, but her voice was astounding and gave him a sense of calm. He set the phone down on his desk as he sat back at his computer and pulled up a new window, a messaging screen. He typed in Anti's name and sent him a message, then closed the tab and set his computer to wipe itself clean of all memory data and hardware data in 30 minutes. In that 30 minutes, he had typed up a code to try and track Google's whereabouts, but whne he pressed 'enter', the tab crashed. He tried to open a new tab, but nothing would work, so he set the timer to delete his computer in 5 minutes. Dark closed his laptop computer as the shower turned off and he could hear Y/n stepping out of it, opening a cabinet and grabbing a towel and beginning to dry herself. He walked out of the room and down into the kitchen where he hung up the phone again and turned toward the fridge. He glanced in it before deciding they could go out to eat, give Y/n a chance to be part of the world again. This was a different state than where she had lived, so there was a very little chance that anyone would recognize her, so there was no danger of them being found.
   Is this a good idea, though? What if she doesn't want to go? What if she tries to run away? What if, by some awful chance, someone did recognize her? No, she's been stuck here long enough. She's getting tired of just us here...she needs other humans around. Perhaps I can fly Mark and everyone out here and they could all be friends? Mark might try to take her home, not wanting her to stay here with me and Will....it's still worth a shot, Y/n and Amy would get along famously. He thought these things within a time span of a few seconds, his mind a hurried rush. He walked back upstairs, informing Wilford and Crank of his plans to take them all out to dinner, then he walked back into the room to see the girl of his dreams slipping on some high heel shoes.
   "I was wondering, dear, if you'd like to go out to eat tonight, with all of us? And I was also thinking of flying Mark and his friends out to stay with us for a while, give you a chance to make some friends, reconnect with the world?" Dark watched Y/n as he spoke, looking for some kind of defining movement of her body or a change in her facial expression. Her face stayed placid for moment before flashing brief shock and confusion, then melting into a look of deep-set joy. He chuckled as she jumped a little in joy and smiled as wide as her face would allow, throwing her arms around his neck in a tight hug before running out of the room and into Wilford's. He smiled at the doorway for a second before clearing his throat and grabbing a jacket for Y/n and putting on his suit jacket.