Notes: OKAY! So, I'm officially in maskman626 trash right now, and when I saw THIS adorable thing that she (Mask, I guess is what you call her) posted today, Silly sketch - Mysterious creature, I wanted to write a fanfic thing about it, so... yeah! Enjoy reading! - Abby
Ugh, Dark thought. How could he be so dumb?? Rolling around on the bed like that, snoring like crazy, making my wings get wet from that mutt's slobber. And then he decided to go on another useless trip with his friends, and didn't even bother to fly to the place that he wanted to go with them. Heh. I really DID choose an idiot for a vessel...
Dark was resting on his belly on a kitchen cabinet, with Chica, who was resting on the living room floor, home alone. At least, that's what Dark thought until he heard faint coughing in another room. Dark's pink eyes slowly opened as the coughing continued, starting to get curious who it was coming from. It was obvious that it wasn't a dog. Dark lifted his head and stretched himself out, almost looking like a cat, and flapped his wings, stretching them out individually. He didn't know how long he was sleeping, but it did feel like a while. Dark got himself up, standing on his tail, looking down the cabinet he was sleeping on to see how far up he was. At the edge of his eyes, he saw Chica walking around from her nap, now having his mood ruined, seeing that she noticed him on the cabinet.
Why are you here? Dark asked in his head. Since he was just a black and pink creature, no words came out of his mouth, but just tired groans. It would be better if you weren't here to distract me, AGAIN, like that ONE TIME.
Chica sat down, looking up at Dark with her tongue sticking out. Dark narrowed his eyes down at her, wanting her to go away. But Chica didn't leave. Her tail was wagging, looking like she was about to bark, which Dark didn't want. He then backed himself up on the cabinet on his wings and tail, so that he could fly around the house to search the coughing which was soon unheard the second Chica started walking around. Dark's wings started to dart forward off the edge of the cabinet, as he started to fly off of it, making Chica follow him around, surprisingly not making a sound. Dark got more annoyed, wanting to shout at her to stop following him, but no words were heard from him. Then, there was the coughing again, which made Dark more curious, and forgot about the dog. He noticed that he was flying upstairs, then in a hallway to a room where the coughing was coming from, and the door to it was only halfway closed. Dark quickly flew in, thinking the door was about to close by itself. As he flew in, he landed on top of a shelf all the way across the room, making a thud noise, causing the now clear coughing to stop. Dark had his face planted on the shelf with the rest of his body, trying to get himself up, but mostly to see who was coughing. He got up on his wings and tail, and looked over the edge of the shelf to see whoever was coughing. He saw someone back-facing him with shoulder length blonde hair, wearing a colorful sweater sitting on their chair. Dark couldn't see their face, but he wanted to.
I'm just curious, he thought. If this person would turn around so I could see them, that would be nice.
The person was just sitting on the chair still, not coughing at all, probably because of the noise Dark has caused. Dark started to get impatient, and slowly banged his tail on the shelf, wanting the person to move. The person quickly got up from their chair, facing the shelf, as Dark backed up, hiding. He heard the person clear their throat, and then a voice came out. It sounded like a woman.
"What was that?" the voice asked under her breath. Her voice sounded a bit sick and croaky, which was probably what the coughing was coming from.
The woman walked to the shelf, making Dark back up more, until he hit a wall with his back. He saw fingers reach up at the edge of the shelf, and saw a pair of two brown eyes, trying to peek up the shelf to see where the noise was coming from. Dark's eyes quickly looked over to another place to hide, which was just a table with a mirror connected to it. His black body started to have a bright pink aura surrounding him, and then darted to the table, hoping that the woman didn't see him. Dark hid himself behind the mirror, hoping that he wouldn't be found, and hoping that Mark and his friends would come home already to be safe in Mark as his idiotic vessel. He then heard footsteps coming near him, and he didn't know elsewhere to hide in the room. Dark peeked from behind the table and saw a face that looked... familiar. As if he has seen the same face before. Long time ago, maybe? Dark doubted it. The face of the woman's looked very pretty, as well. Besides probably being very sick, she did look nice. She peeked behind the mirror, and saw Dark's bright pink tail. She raised her finger up slowly, reached out, and poked the tail, making Dark's body spring up in the air, and land back on the table hard. He got up on his tail and wings again, trying not to pass out by falling around all the time. His vision was blurry for a few seconds, and then he saw the woman, who was inches away from him, making him flail backwards on his back. The woman giggled, and then reached her fingers out towards him, which Dark did not want. His body had the pink aura around him again, narrowing his eyes at the woman, threatening her to stay away from her. The woman drew her hand back, making a face, wanting to reassure the mysterious creature.
"Hey," the woman said. "It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you. I have the flu, too, but I wouldn't hurt you either way."
She reached her fingers out, wanting to pet Dark, but then the pink aura around him glowing more with pink smoke coming out of him.
You better stay away from me, Dark wanted to say, but only harsh growls came out.
"Hey," the woman said again, but a bit more firm this time over Dark's growls. She then tapped Dark on his small head with her finger, which made the pink smoke on Dark's body go wild, with him growling even louder. Right when he was about to strike, the woman suddenly held onto his body, trying to calm him down.
LET GO OF ME!!! Dark shouted in his head. The woman, even though she had the flu, had a tight, but gentle grip on him. The woman started to shush Dark to calm him down, and... it surprisingly worked!
The more the woman shushed, she rubbed Dark's back as his growling turned into heavy breaths, trying to calm down, realizing that the familiar woman actually meant that she wasn't going to hurt him. Dark then eventually calmed down, as the woman continued rubbing his back, and shushing him more calmly, now sitting on the floor with her legs crossed.
"There you go," the woman said, smiling. "Do you believe me that I'm not gonna hurt you now?"
Yep, Dark thought, invisibly smiling at finally getting some love. This was so worth it.
After a few minutes of silence between the two, the woman and Dark heard the door open and close from downstairs.
"M'lady, Amy!" a male voice called out, sounding very triumphant, but a bit sick as well. "I have return-eth with things to make-eth thou feel better-eth!"
"Pff," the woman - now known as Amy, which made Dark happy to know her name, finally - giggled. "Thank thou, Mark!"
"You forgot the 'eth' part!" Mark shout-whispered. Amy giggled again.
"Thank-eth thou, Mark-eth!" she called out. Both Amy and Dark heard Mark laughing from downstairs, which made Dark think of something...
Wait... Are they.... Oh, GOD. SHE'S GOING OUT WITH THAT IDIOT?!
It was clearly obvious that Mark and Amy were dating, which made Dark confused after a while, and a bit jealous. Dark hopped out of Amy's warm arms, and silently flew out of the room to look for Mark. Amy made a face, confused why Dark had to leave. She was about to tell Mark about him, too. Dark flew downstairs to get in Mark's body, giving him his wings again, sad that he didn't have more time to get any more love from Amy. As Dark dive bombed in Mark's body, he magically had his glowing pink wings coming up from Mark's back again, a bit glad that he was home. Because he realized when Mark would be around Amy with Dark remaining inside his body, he would be there with her, too. And whenever Mark could record a new video, Dark could leave his body right when he starts, and visit Amy whether it would be in her room, in her car, or just hiding in her purse when she would be in the store, no matter how many times she realizes it. And he loves it.
Notes: WOO! This was fun to write! - Abby