Who's that emo student ? (( darkstache))

Dinner time

Darks pov
Of course me and Wil sit next to each other at the dinner table , Mark sat at the far end (we let him sit there so he feels important ). " Host doesn't like you sitting in Hosts seat . " We both jump when Host appears behind him "uh well your Dad- " he puts a hand over his mouth " Host corrects that he is our guardian . Host thinks it's unprofessional for you to assume that he's Hosts and brothers Father . " Mark looked over and sighed "Hosty. If you sit next to me I'll let you into the libary..." he completely disappeared then popped up next to Mark ,making him jump " Host questions if this is a promise ?" Once he had nodded , Host smiled and sat down "...why is he not allowed in the libary ?" Wil mumbled into my ear " when he finishes a book he cries about it because he wanted it to continue....he cries blood so it gets everywhere " I answered "Anyway. Gays- gUys. I meant guys...." Mark knows most of us are gay . He tries to hide that he knows so we don't get upset that we didn't hide it well...but he's terrible at it. "So. I have invited Darks tutor to the table , because I'm glad that he's taking time out his own life to teach our smol ego " I clear my throat "AVERAGE size ego" the egos snicker as if I've made a joke "yeah no. Lil dude your like..like a pea or something!" Bing puts his feet up , hugging his skate board "Bing , what did we say about what you should do at the table ?" He grumbles and puts the board on the floor "no skateboards. No skates . No guitar . No rapping. No drums and always wear a shirt " Mark clapped his hands "good job for remembering ! Let's just get you all fed before Google had a hissy fit about it getting cold . "
Everyone began to eat while I poked at my food ,until I heard Bing yell to me "hey! Hey Lil dude! Look ! Tin pan boy!" Bing had put a small tin on his head while pretending a pan was a guitar, I couldn't help but laugh. Me and Bing had always gotten along because of our taste in music . Sometimes he'd let me even sing with him , although my voice doesn't fit the vocals much. "Warfstache-" Google began to speak " Oh please call me Wilford. Only my students call me that " Google blinked a couple times "Warfstache. What subject are you teaching Dark ,may I question " Wilford dropped his fork and put his hands together " biology. Actually . We're focusing more on the male body . He really should get to know this stuff. So I'm teaching him by coming here " he smirked as he spoke, obviously just trying to anger Google "Male anatomy ? Where's the books to teach him this ?" Wil hesitated before pointing to himself "I'm the book. " I watched as Google growled " I hope you mean that the knowledge is coming out of your head. " this was like watching two goats buck heads , they both kept clashing every time they saw eachother so I had to just watch "no. I'm a diagram . " Google picked up his butter knife then stood up "you must leave this property at once !" Wilford stood up however took one of his guns out his pocket " Go on . Throw the knife at me . Rust bucket! I'm trying to teach him stuff . So how about you learn how to respect people ?!" They both sat down when they noticed Mark sobbing at the end "can't we have one dinner when no one is getting threatened ? Please ? Like a normal family ?" Me and the egos exchange glances before mumbling 'yes Dad' . This always cheered him up when we all called him dad , he really did just want a normal dinner . So it shouldn't be that bad. " so what subject do you teach again?" Mark questions ,  half way through chewing " English . But I do sometimes partake in science too ." Google let out a loud dramatic sigh " Mark , please don't speak with your mouth full . Your getting food particles all over my batteries "  I almost forget that sometimes Google just swallow batteries hole then washes it down with some motor oil , it supposedly keeps his gears working . He then turned his attention towards king of the squirrels who was pouring peanut butter on his plate  " king!  Your getting it over the chicken I prepared for you !...why do you have to do this to every meal I prepare "  he sighed as he faceplanted into the food , getting it all over his face . King is the least normal out of us all.  He puts peanut butter on everything . Then smears it on his face . 

Sorry for not updating in a while . But have another chapter ;)