Bad Dreams with Good Friends part 8

“Well maybe I’ll have some choice words for you!” Mark told Dexter.

“Mark, just let it go,” Tiny Box Tim said, with a sad tone.

“I’m not good at letting things go,” Mark said, wagging a finger, “When I say there should be cheese, THERE SHOULD BE CHEESE!”

“What does that even mean?” the pug asked.

“I don’t even…” Mark sighed, pulling a hand through his hair.

Minx covered its face, shaking its head. Dexter rolled his eyes with irritation. Tiny Box Tim was bouncing up and down though, with excitement at Mark’s enthusiasm.

“We need to get all the other youtubers,” the bear said, “If we get more youtubers, then we should be able to overpower the slenderman.”

“But, it’s the slenderman,” Bonnie interrupted, “How do you overpower the slenderman?”

“With numbers,” the bear explained, “With a large number of powerful youtubers, fed by their own energy and the external energy of their followers, we should be able to do this.”

“I’ll do it with my masculine manliness!” Mark declared.

There was a short silence, before Dexter spoke up, “Shut up.”

“Okay, let’s go get youtubers,” Mark interrupted, “And then we’ll stop the slenderman and all of the Markimash nonsense! I’d prefer it to stop anyways.”

“That was some pretty smart math, for you Cinnabon,” Dexter said.

The bear snorted, “It’s SepticEye’s words. I’m just repeating them. Don’t have to treat me like I’m stupid.”

“From what I’ve seen so far, he seems to treat everybody like they’re idiots,” Mark shrugged.

“Only if you’re an idiot,” Dexter noted.

Tiny Box Tim slammed his fist into his hand, “Let’s do this! I mean really! What do we have to lose? We’ll lose if we don’t try? So let’s try!”

“Let’s do this,” the bear roared.

Minx started clapping its paws together. It smiled with adorable eyes as it applauded the spectacle.

The SepticEye jumped up and down on its tentacle. It seemed like it was in agreeance with everybody, but Mark could not be sure. It did not really speak, it just bounced around and looked at everybody. It was adorable, but creepy.

“Yea! Okay!” Bonnie threw a hand in the air, but his cheers were somehow anticlimactic in tone.

“SHUT UP BONNIE!” Mark shouted.