Not Easy Being Me

Not Easy Being Me: part 29

Wilford, Marvin, and Anti were running down the hall toward the stage room, Wilford's fear only growing upon hearing more gunfire and screaming. Every ounce of him was praying that it wasn't what he thought it was, but as soon as he got there his prayers were left unanswered.

There he saw Bim escorting the egos were in the room out before slamming the door shut, locking it up, trying to keep any ego from leaving or entering. "R.J.! Do a headcount." the show host demanded. "Make sure everyone we know got out of there."

"On it show Jim." Reporter Jim began, looking around, counting everyone that was around.

Wilford scanned the area, in search of Dark, but he was nowhere.

"Where's Dark?" Marvin questioned before hearing a loud bang, causing him to yelp.

Wilford's suspicions were confirmed true as he turned to the barricaded door, which was where the loud bang came from. "It's him." Wilford breathed, turning back to Marvin. "It's Dark."

"Why is he shooting your gun?" Marvin questioned, walking closer, watching as the Jims continued to out stuff in front of the door.

Wilford suddenly stared at the doors in anger, his aura flaring out. "That imbecile is probably having another God damn-." Wilford suddenly shook his head as he took a breath. He couldn't lose himself now, Dark needed him. He then turned to a worried Marvin. "I need to get to him, I can calm him down."

Marvin gave him a nod, before turning to Bim. "I'm right behind ya Wil."

Wilford then turned to Bim as well, slowly walking toward him, Anti and Marvin following close behind. "Bim." Wilford began, getting the show host attention.

At first, Bim backed away from him out of fear but he eased up. "B-Boss! It... It's Wilford he... One of the puzzles said kill me and that was it... I... I couldn't stop it in time... They're all dead I-."

"Bim I need you to let me in there," Wilford demanded, looking at the door.

"Whoa s-sir you said to not let anyone in there when he was having an episode... Remember what he did to you last time-?"

"Now is not the time Bim. I can stop it this time. I know what to do to calm him down."

"But you couldn't do it last time how is this any different?" Bim argued, standing in Wilford's way.

At this moment Wilford knew that he couldn't keep up the act forever, Bim had to know the truth. "Bimmy... I know how to calm Wilford down because I am him."

Bim blinked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Boss what are you talking about-?"

"I'm not your boss Bim. I'm your best friend. Wilford." He tried again, only receiving a head shake from Bim.

"This... This is no time to be playing games boss Wilford's is-."

"Betty Botter bought some butter." Wilford began, watching as Bim paused, his features softening as Wilford spoke the tongue twister
"But she said the butter’s bitter
If I put it in my batter, it will make my batter bitter, But a bit of better butter will make my batter better, So ‘Twas better Betty Botter bought a bit of better butter."

Bim stared at the dark ego in shock, taking a few steps back. "You... How did you-?"

"It was a tongue twister that you and Wilford found, so it could help with your stuttering." Wilford began to explain as he walked forward. "Not a single soul knows about it. Just you and Wilford... And the reason I know this." he paused, standing within inches from a shocked Bim. "Is because I am Wilford Bimmy boy."