I Promise. (Nateiplier)

"Finally got back to your senses, Jellybean?"

Mark whimpered lightly. "N-no, please... S-Sean.." Sean rolled his eyes, keeping a blank expression as he opened the door, walking out to the hallway. Mark pulls away from Sean. "Let me go!!" He screams, and Jessica walks in with a grin. "Finally got back to your senses, Jellybean?"

Sean nodded, grabbing his wrist tightly. "Thankfully, I have."

Jessica smiles and stares at Mark. "See? I told you..." Mark looked away, pulling against Sean's tight grip. Her eyes then shifted to Sean. "I'll take care of him for you. I think you need a check-up with Carl."

Sean shook his head, keeping his grip on Mark. He glanced at Jessica, trying to hide the vibrant blue that had returned to his eyes. "I'm perfectly fine, thank you. I'll take care of him." She noticed either way and stared at him, confused. "Why are your eyes blue?" 

Sean shrugged, doing his best to stay calm. "Just a side effect. They'll fade away soon." 

"Well, hopefully, they do. I don't want Carl to see them. He'll get confused, and probably hurt you." Jessica eyed him for a while, until she gave up, and went to find Carl. Mark knew that she wasn't the only one here, so he kept playing along. "Let me go, Sean!! I know there's human in you somewhere! Please!"

Sean gripped onto Mark's wrist, watching her walk off. He didn't trust her to stay quiet.

"Shut up, already!" He growled, pulling Mark down the halls. He was pretty sure he remembered the way out. Mark squirmed, and kicked out, trying to release the tight grip Sean had on him. "S-Stop!! Y-you're hurting me!!"

"Suck it up, Fischbach." Sean rolled his eyes, making his way through the halls. He knew Mark was only acting, and he was doing a great job. Though with all the kicking and squirming, it definitely slowed him down, making it harder to move through the halls. 

Mark whimpered and looked around. With all the acting, he didn't realize how dull the area looked. There was literally no furniture. Just plain gray wall that looked like it wasn't repainted in centuries. "I know you don't want to do this, Sean. I feel the pain. Just please... we can escape together!" Mark begged.

"I thought I told you to shut up!" Sean walked a bit longer, relieved as he found an exit. He looked around, making sure nobody was around before gripping Mark's wrist, bolting out the door. He sprinted out to the first vehicle he saw, shoving Mark in before getting in the driver's seat. Lucky for them, he still had the keys. He started up the vehicle, quickly pulling away and driving off.