One shots of the ipliers and the septiceyes

Platonic Darkstache (unbelievable)

A/N yeah so I thought I would write a platonic dakrstache because I just think they would make such good friends because they are basically polar opposites. So yeah. Enjoy?

Wilford's PoV
Now was my mother loving time to prove to Darkle-Sparkle that I can be a leader! He had gone on a business trip for a few days and after constant persuasion for weeks I had convinced him to leave me in charge.
Today was the day, Dark was gone, and it was time for the weekly meeting we have to decide how to take over Mark's channel, and since i was now in charge, I got to sit in the boss man chair. Or as 'normal' people would call it, the head of the table. Ew that's just boring. Anyhow, the meeting had gotten off to a rather rocky start but I was doing okay so far. This was surprisingly going well.
That was until Google decided to slyly insult Bing and then causing Bing to leap across the business table (which I was quite shocked by the table is v wide) and wrap his hands around Google's robo neck.
And just my luck, at this exact moment, on this exact day. In walks good 'ol king of the squirrels. This was not going to end well for me.
He was screaming and worrying about how his squirrel's had gotten loose and I don't know how that happened because they were outsi... he meant loose in the house didn't he? Oh no, no, no, no, no. Last time that happens they ripped the house apart and Dark went crazy. And that's saying something coming from me. All I had to was get the squirrels out the house and everyone to calm the fuck down. Easy peasy, trigger squeezy!
Trigger! That's it. With a wide and proud smirk upon my face, I point my golden revolver t'wards the roof of the meeting room and shoot two bullets directly into the plaster. No surprise that it worked. Everyone had fell dead silent and had frozen in their actions and bickering. Bing had even released his clutch on good ol' Googs.
"Right, now that I have your undivided attention, I would like to request some help to, well ya know, help me. King's squirrels have once again made their great escape into the house and let's all just agree that the last time that happened there was more squirrel poo to be cleaned up. So who's up for a challenge?" Expectantly, I point my revolver around the trashed meeting room.
"I'm always up for a challenge Wil. Hit me." Oh hell naw, he is that last person here that should of answered.
"Darkkkkk? What brings you back so soon? Did 'ya miss us too much?" I say extending the k, hoping he bought it enough to not notice the obvious falling plaster coming from the roof or the absolutely trashed state of the room. Seems my fate was already sealed and sent to Antarctica.

Dark's PoV
Honestly, why am I surprised anymore. I left a mindless ape in charge of a bunch of morons. I supposed it could be a lot worse. King could of let his  squirrels loose in the hou—. I knew I heard something in the walls when I entered. Deep breaths Dark, you'll get through this.
"Will," I stated in the calmest voice I could muster "a word? In my office. Now!" Okay lost my calm near the end but it's fine. I'll just talk to him, try not to beat him back to whatever hole he came from and we should be good. I swiftly exited the meeting tool with a slam of the glass door.

Wil's PoV
"WHAT ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT!! Just make yourselves useful and try to clean up some of the mess..." I said on the most monotonous voice I could muster during my state of panic. I was so dead even Robbie from the septiceyes would be jealous. I hung my head and followed the very familiar path to Darks office.
After making my way into Darks office and closing the door behind me, I stood awkwardly in the centre of the room. Gathering any courage I could, I asked "Dark? From a scale from one to ten, how mad are you?" I have never been more anxious while waiting for a response.
"If I gave you an honest answer Will I would have to say I'm hovering in the high 30's." His calm demeanour was slowly cracking and I could tell. Welp shit. This is the end of my life. See ya in hell fuckers. 

*Insert Dark chasing Wil around ego inc. for an hour and a half cause author cant think of a good enough ending and has been procrastinating on writing for ages.*