Honey, I Shrunk the Egos

Don't Panic

After an hour of tossing and turning, Mark just laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He was excited for the process of growth to begin, but more terrified that it wouldn't. Finally giving in to the idea that he would never sleep, he opened his eyes to find Google Green looming over him. "Fuck!" He screamed, sitting up as Google Green stepped back. "You're watching me sleep... again?!" He half shouted. "Listen, if Wilford's missing, I don't know what you want from me. He was supposed to be locked in my office and-"

"Oh, we all left the rooms we were separated into, instantly." Google Green explained. "Why would we remain separate? None of us were going to sleep, we can return to those rooms in the morning."

"Google..." Mark groaned. "My ankle is fucked. I can't really walk right now, and I definitely can't climb off this dresser. Just check my sock drawer and if he's not in there... I don't know, tell Dark he's on his own."

Google Green smiled. "Wilford is not missing. We came for you."

Mark shook his head sighing. "Hive mind, I know, but since when do you say we?" Google Green simply looked up and Mark turned to see what he was looking at. Google Yellow was standing on the corner of the table, grinning as he looked down at the small bowl in front of him. Tensing, Mark shifted. "So... two of you were watching me try to sleep. Cool. Why the bowl?"

Google Yellow smirked, circling the bowl and walked over, giving a nod to Google Green. Leaning back, Mark looked up at Google Green before he began scooting himself back. "Just cooperate." Google Green smiled.

"What? With what?" Mark stammered, before Google Green tried to slip his hands under Mark's arms as Yellow grabbed his legs. "Wh-no! No! Put me down!" Mark wriggled. "Amy!" He screamed, looking over to the bed. "Am-" Google Green clamped a hand over Mark's mouth as he looked up at Yellow. As if reading Green's mind, because he was, Yellow walked over and pulled Mark's arms behind his back, keeping them in place with an elastic band. Green then let go of Mark's mouth, and Yellow stuffed a small swath of cloth in, using another elastic around his head to keep Mark from spitting it out. Mark violently thrashed as Google Green grabbed him under the arms once more, Yellow grabbing his legs and they lifted him into the bowl.

"Your choices brought you here." Green explained as they slid the bowl onto the bed, and then used the corner of the sheet to make a slide to the floor that they pushed the bowl down. From there, they carried it all the way to the living room. "Target acquired." Green explained as they carried the bowl in.

Dark rose an eyebrow as the bowl was set at his feet, Mark wriggling inside. "He did not cooperate?"

"He tried to scream." Google Green assured him.

"Did you... tell him that we just wanted to talk?" Dark asked, watching as Mark shook his head. Sighing, Dark rolled his eyes and leaned forward. "Quiet, Ethan and Robin are asleep." He pulled the elastic up over Mark's head, and Mark immediately spit the cloth out.

"Of course YOU'RE behind this. YOU sent the Googles to kidnap me!" Mark growled.

Dark adjusted his suit, cracking his neck. "I sent them to fetch you." He glanced at the Googles. "I did not realize that they would not explain to you why they were sent."

Google Red smirked. "This was simply more fun."

"So what DO you want?" Mark muttered, struggling against the elastic holding his hands in place.

Dark motioned to Google Blue, pointing to Mark's hands. "We want to talk... despite what you may think, we care about Markiplier."

Mark furrowed his brow, eyeing Google as he removed the elastic. "You care about me?"