Mark's Pov

I sighed as I got up off the couch. I went into the kitchen and got a soda from the fridge. Jack and Sammy went out shopping for groceries together and Timmy is still sleeping. I opened the can and took a sip. Then I heard something come from the living room. It might be Timmy. I walked out of the kitchen and Sam sitting on the couch. "Sam why are you here" I said. He looked up at me with a worried look on his face. "I...its Tim" he replied. "What about me" I heard Tim say as he sat next to Sam.

Tim's Pov

"What about me" I said as I sat next to Sam. He sighed and the man he was talking to sat next to me. I looked over the man. He had black floof hair, slightly squinted brom eyes, glasses, and quite a muscular body. I tilted my head "who are you sir" I asked him politely. His face went blank after I asked him. "Wha-what do you mean" he asked me. "Who are you" I asked again.

Mark's Pov

I sat next to Tim. I can't believe he's uninjured. He looked over me up and down. "Who are you sir" he asked me. Wait....who am I? Why would he ask me that? He must be playing...right. I could only look at him blankly. "Wha-what do you mean" I managed to ask him. "Who are you" he asked again. I leaned back on the couch. "This is a joke right" I asked Sam. He shook his head. "I'm sorry it's not. Tim this is Mark." he said to Tim gesturing to me. Tim nodded and offered his hand to shake. "Nice to meet you Mark." Said Tim with a friendly smile as I shook his hand. I just smiled shyly back. "Sam what happened to Tim" I asked. Sam was about to replie but Tim cut him off. "I lost most of my memories" he said. That makes sense....but for Tim to not remember me...that's just crazy. I sighed and shook my head. Sam put a hand on my shoulder. "Will you help him" He asked me. I smiled and nodded "anything for my little biscuit" I replied.