Chapter 30: Evil Monologues and Dramatic Soap Operas

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Mark sat on the grass in the front yard. Of course he wasn't directly on the grass, he was on a golden silk picnic blanket to protect him from nature and he didn't need to be worried about being seen. His mom's gates around the house blocked him from sight easily. At the moment he was taking emo selfies with black and white filters, tears streaming down his face. Sure, maybe he was kinda going back to his Deathblade phase, but his son literally just roasted his ass. Plus posting sad pictures would get tons of hot girls to follow him and make him feel better. Ellie was hot and all but she was like a good 7.5 out of 10. She claimed she was built with perfect beauty standards, but did she have Kim Karquackian lips? No she fucking didn't. Mark was just being real.

The more selfies Mark posted the more he began to feel better. After an hour of sitting on his Gucci blanket to sob, he wiped his eyes and put his phone away to start heading back inside until he saw a small silhouette in the distance come towards him.

"Hello??? Sorry, I don't do autographs today! Come back on Friday at 5:30! 'Kay thankssssss!"

The figure kept approaching him. He kind of just stood there waiting to see who it was. It was too dark to see. His main question was how the fuck they got passed the locked gates but whatever. Crazy fans were crazy fans. Maybe they would pay him good money for an autograph since it wasn't scheduled.

"Look, I don't normally do this but if you really want an autograph that badly, I'll write you one for $80 bucks. Deal?"

No response.

He gasped when he saw it was Ellie.

"OMG ELLIE?!" He immediately hugged her tightly before letting her go to look at her again. "Where did you go?! What did you do?! God I can't believe you left me here all alone with Gyro of all people but it's okay I forgive you!"

Her response was just a blank, emotionless stare.

He waited for a minute before speaking up again. "Kayyyyyyyyy.... Awkwarddddddd... Are you mad at me or something?"

Still no response.

Mark sighed. "Look, to be honest I kind of forgot what I said or did that caused you to be mad at me to begin with so whatever it was, I'm sorry. We good now?"

At first Mark thought Ellie was going in for another hug. Instead she picked him up over her shoulder without any hesitation and started to walk in the direction she came from.

Mark shrugged it off and continued to text people.

After a while he spoke up again. "Why are you being so quiet? Also, like, where are we going? Home is that way!" He pointed to Miss Glamour's house.

Ellie continued to stare blankly ahead. They passed a few guard bots and they all waved to her politely, knowing she was on their side. Others did peace signs.

This really confused Mark but then again, what didn't?! "Yoooooo Ellie?? Hey girl, why are the God Bots being so nice to you?! I've never seen them do that before."

"...Is it like a robot thing?"

"... where are we going again?"

"Did I mention that I was sorry for something? God this silent treatment is killing me! Plus the way you're carrying me is like really bad for my back!"

"... Oh my god! Is this because I wanted more hot babes to follow me on twitter?! I swear I can't control how hot people are! And I can't dictate who and who doesn't follow me! I can't help that people, especially hot ones, just like me! You can't blame me! You're hot too 'kay? Just not 10/10. Maybe you're a 7? 6? It's because you're flat, but your face is pretty!"

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