She's a Warfstache

~Chapter sixty~

the Warfstache family

Wilford's POV
     "Come on." I banged on the door again tears went down my face. "I need to get to Lilly." I looked up. Damien rubbed my back.
      "I have an idea.." Rose said me and Damien looked at each other then at her. "It's kinda stupid but I think it'll work." We nodded. She ran to the back door just to end up on the top floor. "I really hate this house." She mumbled and ran back through the door. To end up outside in the back yard. She got to the back gate and jumped it.
       "Let's do this." I said and Damien nodded we both jumped the gate. And we ran.

Lilly's POV
     I woke up in a vary warm bed. I sit up and look around. My father was next to me. The room was mainly pink. The walls were a light shade of pink like cotten candy, in front of me was a white door with pictures on it, on the left wall was a dark down desk with a Mac computer on it, Posters of 1940 though 1980 hung around it, the right wall has a light pink dresser, small pictures on it faced down, a dark down mirror hung above it, and on the dresser was father's golden pistol. I move slowly not to wake father up and walk over to the dresser. My legs were cold I look down to see I was in a really big button up shirt. I put that aside and grab a picture.
      "Huh..." I gasped the picture was a man dress for war, another one was of three friends all looked alike, another one was of a man and a woman in a wedding, last one was all three men plus a women smiling. But one. Then the door started to open and ran to the bed. Waking up dad in impacted.
         "Lilly what's wrong." He said I moved away. "It's okay Lilly... you don't need to worry we're safe." He said goggly. I don't want to say it. But I'm sacred.
         "W-Where are we?" I asked softly. He faced me.
         "Iplier Manner. In raspy hill." He said. I've heard about this side of my family. I just didn't want to say I  believe it. But if your famliy is a really big, loud, and has vary bad gruges on you then you know don't talk.
           "W-why?" I asked I sounded like a little kid. I hate this.
         "The detective is out there and has mad." He said sitting up. I looked into his eyes. "You can say it Lilly." I looked down.
          "I'm scared Papa... really scared... I-I just don't know what happened. One minute I'm fine... the next I'm stabbing someone..." I said upset. He pulled me close. "Tell me I'm not insane.." He laughed.
          "That's just telling me to teach a dog to drive." He said. I looked at him. "Lilly in all my years... I've always been crazy... like our family motto.." He smiled at me.
          "Life needs a bit of madness!" I laughed. He smiled and kissed my head.
           "We're all crazy... no one is sane or insane... or perfect or right... we all are crazy even if you say you're not." He said looking at me.
           "The only one insane here is you. Marilyn Monroe? Really?" I asked he laughed.
          "She was hot okay... I had a small crush on her..." He said.
         "Small? Wilford you told me if you could you would kidnap her and make her be yours!" Someone said we looked at the door and saw Dark. I laughed.
          "That was a long time ago..." papa said. Dad laughed.
          "This idiot tried getting into her house... and I was called up and three in the morning to bail him out of jail." Dark said walking over and sitting on the bed. I laughed.
          "Just a couple hundred dollars..." Papa said under his breath.
         "Try ten thousand..." Dad said.
         "Okay okay... we get it... I was over the top with her..." Papa said I rolled my eyes.
         "Anyway... Chief has breakfast ready... He made cholocate pancakes!" Dark said getting up. I did to and ran down stairs tripping over some stairs on the way. Papa and Dark smiled at me. Darky was already at the table. She looked like she was getting over a hangover. I sat next to her and she smiled.
          "Sup Sis!" She said I laughed. Even in bad times she knows how to make me feel better.
          "Hey." I said she smiled.
         "Sleep well?" She asked I shrugged. I'm not even wearing shorts under this shirt... I don't think I slept well.
           "You can say that." I said then Host walked in. I smiled. I loved my Uncle Host. "Hello Uncle Host!" I greeted. He smiled.
          "Hello young Lillian Warfstache I hope you like your stay!" He said as he sat down. Host is the only one that it allowed to call be by my real name, and well papa to. Papa and dad walked in. I didn't see this before but now I saw a small scar going across Papa's nose.
           "Good morning Host.. mind if we skip breakfast? And and Wilford need to get some sruff for the manner.." Dark asked. Host looked at him. Sadness was on his face.
             "Does Dark and Wilford want to clear their name? Or do you just need something that isn't here in Raspy Hill?" Host asked. Dark froze. You can never lie to Uncle Host. He knows what you're gonna do before you even do it. That's ones reason why I don't want Host to take care of me. He knows everything I do.
              "You can lie yourself out of this one Dark." Uncle Bim said walking in with a cup of coffee. Dark growled. Papa laughed a bit.
               "A little bit of both Host don't worry about us... just keep both girls inside this house..." Papa said Host nodded. I looked down and chief put a plate in front of me. I smiled as I started to eat. Papa and dad walked out.
                  "Host... can a go with them?" Darky asked. Host shook his head no. She sighed. "Can I go to Markiplier Manner?" He shook his head again. She sighed and got up. I watched as she walked upstairs. I got up and walked to the living room. I sat on the couch and tuned on the tv. I scrolled threw old recorded episode of Warfstache tonight.
                "Warfstache interviews Markiplier? That couldn't gone bad..." I said but I was wrong. I mean. Papa does have pink hair but I've never seen it THAT pink I laughed. Then it got to part that I knew was fake. Papa wouldn't kill Mark. Well even if he did  Papa wouldn't stab him. He would do something way different then that. The Google walked in and sat next to me. I smiled.
           "Hello Lilly, may I ask what are watching?" He asked in his cold, meatel, robotic voice.
            "Old Warfstache tonight tapes." I said he put a blanket over me. He smiled. "I never knew a robot like you could smile. It's usually Bing who smiles." I looked at him.
             "Im just glad that you're okay and alive. Wilford would kill anyone if you got killed. Or worse. Go into a  insane asylum." He said. I didn't really know Papa would do that. To be honest Papa has never killed anything or anyone on front of me besides when we went camping that one time and we didn't have food. Dark wanted to teleport home to get food but Papa didn't let him he shot and killed a deer. For that whole week we had deer we even had some to bring home. Now we have a deer head hanging above the fireplace in the living room and a deer skin run in Darky's room.
           "He would really do that?" I asked he nodded.
            "He's kinda crazed right now since the Decetive is back and wanting to kill the Warfstache family..." He looked down. Host stood in the door way. His arms were crossed and was looking at nothing.
            "I want you to look out for a man that made this family the way it is... you were to young to remember but we went somewhere that hunts me til this day..." I said to myself. Google looked at me. "Can Wiflord lie his way of the Host?" Host looked at me. Google thought for a second. Then nodded. I got up and ran to the door.
              "Lilly what's wrong?" Darky asked as she walked down the stairs. My breath was still.
               "Papa and dad are gonna kill the Detective..." I said. Her eyes widen both of us looked to see if we could open the door.
              "Host open the door!" Darky said pushing on it. Host walked over and pulled out a key. The same key I have. He put it in the key hole and unlocked the door. Both me and Darky ran. We didn't even care if our uncles were yelling at us to be careful. We got to the border. "How do you know that they're gonna kill him?"
              "I don't... I just remembered something Wilford told me." I said then I felt a hand on my shoulder I pulled out my gun and turned around go see Wilfred.
              "Uncle Wilfred. What are you doing?" Darky asked Wilfred looked at her. A small smile came across his face.
               "I think you know.." he said stepping a little closer to Darky. I don't remember doing it. But right then and there I had a gun pointed at Wilfred. I was shaking and my chest felt heavy.
               "Please don't hurt her... or us.." I said tears started to make their way down my face. Wilfred stared at me. I felt what I felt when I 'killed' those people.

Darky's POV
     I see what Wilford meant by. 'Don't let Lilly out with a gun.' Lilly's eyes shined a pink that I've only seen once. That didn't end so well. Wilfred glared at Lilly. I stood straight.
          "Lilly put it down... please I know you don't want to hurt anyone."

Bang

Hello, it's me, its been awhile hasn't it? Well, first I wanted to say today is January 13, 2019 which means it's Lilly's birthday! And two, I'm sorry I haven't gotten this done before. I mean I had. It's just... I've been busy and also today a book will be posted that I have been working on since last year on. Three, school... yay that...
   But that's it for today's chapter and I'll see you in the next one! Bye~ and Stay gold

-Abi R.

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