Untitled for now

The Ipliers

A man wearing a charcoal suit sat at a large desk. He had pitch black hair and a relatively muscular build. In front of him there was an email opened on a wide monitor. He hummed to himself while he read through it.

"Dark? Dark!? DARK??" A man frantically yelled from down the hall. The man at the desk, Dark, wasn't bothered by the other yelling his name at all. Didn't even move a single muscle when the door to the office had been opened in an aggressive way, causing it to slam against the wall behind it.

"Dark!" The man who had been yelling rushed through the doorway, "Dark, I think I'm going grey!" Dark turned his chair towards the man

"Wil, you don't go grey." Wil, or Wilford, stood in the doorway out of breath. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt with pink dress pants and a matching pair of pink suspenders. He had a black mustache that had pink at the tips. His hands were holding a couple strands of his black hair that seemed to be pink as well.

Wilford frowned at Darks response, "Dark, you know that I grey. Just not like normal people! My hair just goes pink instead of grey!" he said gesturing to the ends of his stache. "Gosh, I don't even know why I'm talking about going grey to someone who is literally completely grey." He scoffed

"I'm not completely grey." Dark said widening his arms with a smirk

"Just because you hide it doesn't mean it's not true." Wilford frowned and crossed his arms like a child.

"You're overreacting, Wil. It doesn't look bad at all." Dark said while getting out of his seat, ignoring the last comment. "I'd say it actually looks pretty good."

An small audible gasp came from Wilford and when Dark looked up from fixing his suit he saw an ecstatic man in front of him. "Was that... was that a COMPLIMENT? From the all powerful Darkiplier? Was there something kind that just snuck out of your mouth?" Wilford said teasingly with a smile from ear to ear

"Yeah yeah," Dark began to respond, "Tell anyone and you'll never hear one again." he said with a small smile on his face. "Anyway, would you mind gathering everyone in the conference room? We need to have a meeting."

"Yeah sure, what's the meeting about?" Wilford asked with his eyebrow raised

"We're going to meet the septics."