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Damien had been pleasantly surprised when Mark had asked him to play a part in his newest project. Not just any part either, but the main character to boot. He enjoyed the time he got alone from his sister while on set. It had been forever since they had been in separate bodies. He hadn’t thought anything would come of it.
Until, months later, someone showed up on the doorstep.
Dark frowned in confusion as he looked the person up and down. The new Ego looked back, shifting from foot to foot nervously. “Uh, hi! I’m the Head Engineer.” They trailed off uncertainly when Dark raised an eyebrow.
“I know who you are, I’m just curious as to how you’re here.” Dark explained, stepping aside to let him in. “I was just unaware anyone would be arriving.”
“Oh, um…” The Engineer looked nervous. “Sorry, I don’t mean to impose, but I don’t really have anywhere else to go, so…”
Dark raised an eyebrow. The way this new ego talked sounded familiar. “You’re not one of Marc’s, are you.” It wasn’t a question, more of an observation. “Who, exactly, are you?”
“Well, my name is Mark, but I go by Engie, if that’s what you mean?” Engie replied fiddling with his red beret. “It seems to fit better.”
Dark nodded, leading the way to his office. “I am Darkiplier, though you may call me Dark. I run this household, home to Egos and Others, as I’m sure you are aware.”
Engie nodded, looking around at the ornate halls in awe. “Yeah, I know, somehow.”
Dark nodded, opening his office door and letting the new ego in before entering himself and closing the door. “Good to know. That knowledge classifies you as an Ego, such as myself and most of this household. If you would give me a moment to sort out the paperwork that just arrived?”
This, too was not a question, which Engie clearly understood. The new ego sat down in one of the chairs spread about the room while Dark sat at his desk.
‘Alright, explain yourself Damien.’ Dark growled, staring blankly down at the paperwork that always came when someone new Arrived.
In the dark void that made up their mind-scape, Damien very clearly glanced sideways at his sister. ‘Uh…’
‘Don’t look at me! You’re the one who accepted the role!’ Celine rolled her eyes at her brother before turning to the fusion. ‘I had nothing to do with this, Dark!’
Dark sighed and pinched the bridge of their nose to ward off the impending headache he always got whenever the twins argued. ‘Are you telling me, that we have a child?’
Damien shifted. ‘Well, if we’re going by Marc’s definition…’
Celine snorted. ‘I can’t believe you went out and made a kid. My baby brother is a father!’ She was laughing aloud now. ‘This is gold!’
Damien scowled, only worsening Dark’s headache. ‘How was I supposed to know I could make an ego? It’s not like I planned for this to happen!’
‘Planned or not, there is still a new ego sitting in our office.’ Dark muttered.
‘Oh this is absolutely beautiful.’ Celine smirked. ‘I’ll leave this up to you two now.’
‘No, wait!’ Both Damien and Dark tried to stop the woman before Damien would inevitably be shoved into the driver’s seat.
“Dammit.” Damien muttered, now looking down at the paperwork and his hands outlined in blue. Dark silently fuming in their mind-scape was not helping his now pounding headache.
Engie visibly startled at his sudden exclamation, drawing the former mayor’s attention. “Sorry?”
Damien shook his head. “You have nothing to be sorry about. This whole mess appears to be by my own doing.” He stood, crossing to get a better look at the Engineer. “Damien Whitacre, one third of Darkiplier. Nice to finally meet you.”
Engie blinked in confusion. “Huh?”
“It appears that my role in Mark Fischbach’s latest endeavor resulted in you being created.” Damien explained, sitting across from him.
“Are you… are you not Dark?” Engie asked, studying Damien.
“No, I myself am not Darkiplier. I am a part of Dark, however. They would not exist without me. I suppose they are the reason that you are the only ego to come from me as opposed to Marc. We’ve only recently learned we can split while in a story.”
“So… you’re saying that you made me?” Engie was trying to connect dots, and apparently he was succeeding. “Like, you’re my…father?”
Damien blinked, internally scowling at Dark, who had snorted a laugh. “I… suppose so?”
“Okay, okay yeah, why not?” Engie looked down at their hands. “Yeah, sure. Cool. Uh, nice you meet you?”
Damien smiled. “Nice to meet you, Engie. How about we find your bedroom?”
Engie nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
Celine reappeared next to Dark. ‘Well, looks like we’re a father now.’
Dark rolled their eyes. ‘Celine, we’ve been parenting Artie for years, I thought that was a given.’
Celine shrugged and nodded. ‘I suppose. Just be sure to remind him that he can’t tell anyone who doesn’t know about us.’
Dark frowned at her. ‘Of course. Shove off Celine, I know how to do my job. I’ve been doing it for decades after all.’
Celine just smirked and the two watched as Damien showed the young ego to a space themed room.