Why be the judge? (Septiplier)

Chapter 30

MARKS POV

I sit up in bed and wipe the sleep from my eyes, before returning back to my pillow, this time with phone in hand. I check Facebook and Twitter, seeing what everyone else is up to- turns out everyone's got nothing to do. I see if anyone is active and sure enough, the two people I want to talk to are.

Hey guys.

Gerard: Hey Mark.

DAN: What's shakin'?

Not much.

Are you guys busy?

DAN: Not really, Why?

Gerard: What's going on in that mind of yours today?

Well, due to an eventuality, Jack's staying at

My place, and we have nothing to do. I was

Wondering if you guys are interested in causing

Trouble at Westfield.

DAN: Shopping trip? Sounds like a plan. Can Phil come too?

I was going to ask if you would mind calling

Everyone since you have their numbers.

Gerard: Cool. I'll see you there in a couple of hours.

DAN: I'm on it! I'll text you who's going. Later!

I put my phone down and smile. It is nice that Dan trusts me more than he did, he has finally accepted me, and it feels great. I pull the blankets off and head to the bathroom to take a shower. On my way, I pop my head through Jack's door and I see his curled up figure in the thick duvet, the only part of him showing is his green hair. I shut the door gently and continue the walk to the bathroom, giving him some extra sleep before I go and jump on him.

(smol time skip)

I dress into a pair of black jeans and pastel blue shirt, throwing my red flannel on until the day warms up. I quietly walk back down the hall to where Jack is and open the door slowly. With his figure unchanged, I walk in until I am almost on top of him. 'On three,' I think, 'three... two... ONE!' and I jump.

"What the FUCK!?!" he moans, before realising it is me.

"Morning to you to," I grin.

"Are you trying to snap my ribs or what?" he grumbles.

"Hey! Fat I may be; but I'm not that fat. If you want to talk like that about me, then I guess we won't go to the surprise I had in store, just for you."

"Surprise?" he says, full of alert. Then he smiles, "I'm sorry that I called you a fat pig, I love you and I promise that I will never insult you again as long as there is a surprise in store."

"That is the worst apology I have ever heard. But it will have to do, now get up we've got an hour and a half till we leave. Mush Mush!!" I laugh.

"Only if you get off of me!"

I get off and walk out of the room and back to mine. I grab my phone and see a message from Dan: everyone is coming. I'll see you guys soon.

(Time skip to the shopping centre)

I turn off the car and grab my phone and wallet. I look over to Jacks side of the car, but he is already out and waiting for me.

"Impatient much?" I say once I'm out of the car.

"Sorry, I don't get surprises very much, that's why I love them,"

"Forgiven, but you act like a two year old at Christmas. Calm down."