What Are Friends For?
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Mark didn't expect to become a vampire, but he was damn glad that he had a best friend like Jackson to help him figure everyting else out after that. After all, what are friends for? *New Russian Translation*
Mark had never foreseen his life ending up like this. When he had left practice early to pick up a few household things at the local Shop N’ Save, he had never excepted to wake up like this.
How it had all gone down was still a little blurry, but Mark was sure of one thing. He was definitely fucked, because there was no way.
There was no way Jackson could smell that good.
Hello~
This is going to be a MARKSON fic
And it is also going to be a vampire fic
Excpect mostly fluff and comedy but possible angst or even in the future
I still don't know exactly where this is going but I have a few ideas
Hope you enjoy (;
~Dmkeycrimson
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Translated Version:
Foreword
“Mark, it seems like you have got this down the best. Looks like your our errand boy today.” JB chuckled as he patted his friends back.
Within seconds everyone else was crowded around Mark shouting out their orders.
“Make sure to pick up more toothpaste for Bambam’s and mine room, the minty one!”
“We are running low on milk so don’t forget that.”
“JB lost my phone charger-”
“No I didn’t-”
“-so I need a new one before we go on tour!”
“Don’t forget my chips! You know, the extra-crunchy ones?”
Mark shook his head as he left the dance studio, now fully equipped with a mile long list of demands.
It had become a quick tradition where, when shopping was needed, the person to learn the dance and get it down the fasted would be the person to leave first and pick up all the required items. Normally the unlucky one was Jr, but it seemed like today he needed a bit more work so Mark was the unfortunate substitute.
It had been a long day, and Mark was aiming to make it a quick shopping trip so he could hurry back to the dorms. Too bad, today, was just not Marks lucky day.
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