We've been driving for about fifteen minutes. "Where are we going." I asked after complete silence. Mark chuckled and kept his eyes on the highway. "It's a surprise." He answered. I sunk back in my leather seat as the car filled with silence again. I started humming the hi-ho song from snow white. Reminding me when they played the Disney song challenge. But my grinning smile of the happy memory faded when I thought of what over came Mark. It wasn't him. It wasn't normal. He never acted like that in real life. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. All of a sudden, memories flashed through my head. Memories of when I met Mark. Memories of when we played the seven second challenge. Memories of when Mark and I...well you know. Kissed. BY ACCIDENT!! I guess...

Anyways, Mark grabbed the steering wheel and turned a slight left, pulling into an Outlet Mall. Restaurants here and there. Clothing store spread across acres of sidewalks. "I've never been here." I mumbled. "It's new!" Mark answered. "They just opened." We found a parking space and I was the first to hop out of the car. I stretched my legs and breathed in all the good air. "Ahhhhh." I exhaled smiling. I started to srut down the alley with the rest of the group following behind. "Where to first?" Jack said, almost not understandable. I looked around frantically for a place to go. "Hmm." I said thinking. My eyes shifted toward (favorite restaurant) as I jumped up and down excitedly. "There there there!" I said super quickly. I turned around, grabbed Mark's wrist, and sprinted towards the best restaurant in the world. There was a ballet in the front, almost looking like it would take vallet parking. A dark skinned woman sat behind it, looking super happy. "Hi, welcome to (f/r) [fr=favorite restaurant] do you have any reservations?" She asked. I looked up at the gang with a disappointed face. I totally forgot. You had to get a reservation to get in. Pfft...stupid Society rules. "Actually," a voice called out behind the women. A familiar voice that sounded almost exactly like mine. "I have a reservation saved for them!" The women stepped aside, revealing the hero of the day. The man wore turtle-glasses that were rounded. His dirty blond hair flowed at the top of his head, blue eyes sparkling just like mine. "Matthias." He announced. "Party of..." He started counting us. "Two." Ryan and Daniel looked at each other as Matt pointed to Me and Mark. "Those two." He said more specifically. The women smiled, wrote down our names on a piece of paper and handed it to Mark. "Have a nice date!" She said. Wait...did she say "Day" or "Date?" Cause I've could've sworn I heard date. Mark probably heard date too because his cheeks had a pink tint. He was still in his stripped costume and the Cyndago guys, in there cop outfits. "Hey," Ryan whispered to Daniel, expecting me to not hear. But trust me. Matt, J-Fred, and I all have big ears. It's like we can hear a mile away. "How about we ditch these lovers and 'Lets be cops.'" Ryan finished suggesting, referring to the movie "let's be cops." I looked over at nervous Markiplier. "It's okay." I whispered grabbing his cold, shaky hand. "It's just like us hanging out...like we always do." Mark seemed to calm down to my comment. We walked in the fancy restaurant as I glanced over to see were Jack was. To no one's surprise, he was happily shopping at a hat store.