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Taken away

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It was another simple day at Markiplier Manor.
Dan and Jack where happily cleaning the front room, where Chica had shredded some of the couch. Mark was in his study finalising some insurance matters Amy at his side helping him.
Felix was over because Mariza wanted to take Phil out shopping with her. For lack of a better thing to do he sat in the office on his phone quietly.

It was another simple day until there was a knock at the door. Dan and Jack being next to it, herd it first. They made eye contact in a small feat of panic.

" Go tell Mark we have to put our acts on" Jack whispered to his friend.

Dan nodded and limped away, due to yesterday his left leg was in pretty bad shape. But never had it hurt.

Seàn checked that he had his collar on and baggy clothes. His green and black collar sat at his neck and the jump and sweat pants he had on looked poor enough.

The slave strolled over to the door and answered it. He was met with a tall plus sized man. He wore thick black glasses on his face and had short tan curly hair. Next to him stood Wade. The tall muscular man that visited the weeks before.

" Is Mark Fischbach home?" The tan haired man asked.

Jack simply nodded and stepped aside to let the man in. He walked in without a care in the world. Wade paused to whisper to Seàn.

" He's the new leader" He said.

Jack froze and gulped, as two other bodyguard also walked in. So this was be man that replaced his so called father. The slave made a point to be timid and lead them to the study. Where he paused and knocked.

" Come in" He herd Mark snap from inside.

Jack opened both doors and let the man inside. Mark gestured from the leader to take a seat while the man fanned the room, probably making sure that it was safe.

" I assume you're Fischbach?" The man snapped.

" You are?" Mark asked, setting his word aside.

Amy picked up the files and began to return them to the file holders. Meanwhile Jack and Dan stood the the side of the room, just in case they were needed. Felix walked over to the couch next to Marks desk.

" My name is Bob Muyskens, I run Utopia" He addressed.

" Is that what you call the slave company now?" Mark questioned.

Bob chuckled, adjusting his black glasses from falling.
" Better then child's industries like it was before" he commented.
" I herd I'm here because you want to make me an offer?".

Before Mark could respond Jack had taken the initiative to pour each man a glass of water. The two paused until he was finished and waited for him to return to the sidelines.

" Yes, I want to buy your company" Mark stated.

Bob laughed, taking off his glasses to do so. The man soon died down into a less intense chuckle when he realised Mark was serious.
Bob put his glasses back on.

" I though you were going to ask if you could re-humanise your Irish piece of shit" Bob stated.

Mark was caught by surprised with the insult but didn't let it bother him.

" In better words Mark wants to bind your companies together, he models for you and makes a better picture for your company. You get better sales because he gives them to you and-".

" Shut up" Bob interrupted.

Felix closed his mouth, confused. Tension started to rise in the room.