*Jameson's POV*
After Wil's little interview with me mark and jack told us we did great before going to edit. "So...you actually wanna be friends huh?" Wilford asked. I nod. "Ok then. Would you like to watch a movie?" He asked. "What kind of 'movie'?" I say. "How about....Avengers?" He asks. "....ok?" I question. "You have no idea what I'm talkin' about do you?" He asks. I shrug, "I heard Anti say somethin' 'bout Avengers. Said it was a good movie except he thought they could've shown more violence and stuff." I say. "True. But you don't like 'violence and stuff' so it'll be good" Wil says. "If you says so Charlie" I shrug.
Wilford smiles a bit and takes my hand half dragging me to somewhere. We get to a yellow door with a pink mustache on it. "You don't mind watching movies in my room do ya?" He asks. "Don't mind a bit. Ye got snacks tho?" I ask. "I got one next to me" he says with a wink. It takes me a second to understand and when I do I turn quite red in the face.
He opens the door and drags me in closin' the door behind us. I notice he still hasn't let go of my hand which causes me ta turn more red. "Aww I made ya blush" Wil says. "Oh shush it Charlie" I say still 'blushing'. Wilford shrugs and makes a almost movie theater size TV appear. "Thought it'd be more fun to watch movies on this." He comments. "Cinemas are loud tho" I say. "Don't worry sly. I'll make sure its not to loud for you" he promises. "...…ok. What about food?" I ask. He then makes quite a few different snacks appear.
"We got popcorn, candy, slushies, cookies, and -" he starts to say. "Cake!!!" I silently yell jumping up and running over to the cake. "Yes and cake. Knew you'd like it" he smiles.
*Wil's POV*
I smiled as Jameson started eating the cake. I turned on the TV and put in the avengers before looking back over. "How did you already eat that entire cake?!" I ask just slightly shocked. He just shrugs and sits next to me with some popcorn and a drink. I play the movie and he flinches a bit at the noise. I quickly turn it down a bit. "Sorry about that, I guess Dark turned the volume way up after he watched whatever on it" I say. "Anti likes Dark" he replies. "I've noticed. Dark likes Anti too. He just wants to be a bada** demon so he won't admit it" I say. "Would you admit if you liked someone?" He asks.
"I don't know. Would you?" I ask. "Think I'm a bit to shy. An' he probably don't like me anyway" he says. "So you like someone then?" I ask with a smirk. He shakes his head quickly. "Aw come on Sly, you can tell me" I say. He shakes his head again. "Ok fine. Can you tell me why you think he wouldn't like you?" I ask. He thinks for a moment before shrugging. "He likes to talk and I can't. He knows what I'm sayin' but I think he'd get bored of me after a bit...and I don't know much about this time kinda stuff...and I'm not one for violence" he says.
"So you like someone who's loud, likes movies and stuff and is kinda violent. Do I know him?" I ask. ".........maybe" he says. "Is it one of us markiplier egos?" I ask. "Maybe. This ain't an interview anymore Wil. Can ye stop with the questions. I ain't gonna tell who it is" he says getting annoyed. 'I wonder what would happen if I kept annoying him' I think with a smirk. "Aw come on JJ tell me" I say. "No Wilford. Stop askin'" he says. "Does he live around here? Is he American? Irish? What's he look like? is he hot? How much do you like him?" I ask. "Stop!!!" Jameson silently yells looking angry. "Come on. I'm a journalist I like asking questions. Does-" I start to say before Jameson waves his hand and I find myself unable to speak.
He looks over confused. "You stopped takin'?" He asks. I try to reply but can't. "Wil? Are you ok? What's wrong! I should get Jack and Mark. Stay here!" He says before running off.
