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Full Mask Mark sat with his back towards the other Marks as he listened to them squabble. Thats all they ever did half the time.  

Of course, they had been here for a month with nothing eat or drink and it was making all of them irritable.  

Even Omni Mark was starting to get antsy.   

They had been on yet another scouting mission on the planet and found nothing but more sand and waste.  

They were discussing their options of flying into space and looking for another planet, but the problem was aside from Viltrumite Mark, only a few of them had only ever gone to one other planet.  

Himself, Maskless and Prisoner had flown to Mars.  

Sinister, Target, Mohawk and Omni Mark had remained earthbound, and it sounded like it was due to them getting their powers earlier than them.  

As for Viltrum Mark he had never been to Mars before, but he had been raised on Earth until his father took him to Viltrum and of course he got to stop on a few other planets because of it.  

The problem was none of those planets were in this solar system.  

They all were desperate enough to consider trying but navigation was an issue and flying in space was an issue.  

Viltrumite Mark told them at max they could their breath in space for about two weeks, three if they were resilient.   

There were several issues though.  

One, you couldn’t tell time in space and could get lost easily.  

Two, without knowing exactly where you were going, getting to another planet in this solar system alone could take up to more than two weeks.  

Three, most of the other planets in this solar system were uninhabitable even by Viltrumite standards and it would be wiser to go to another solar system if they were even going to try but without a ship it was pointless unless they could all fly really fast and just guess where they were going.  

There was also the issue of not knowing if there was any signs of life in this universe.  

They had already left the planet to see what the Earth looked like which was brown as the Sahara desert but space itself didn’t look any better. The stars were aligned wrong and satellites were destroyed.  

Viltrumite Mark had suspicious feeling that they were in a dead universe though he had no specific proof of that.  

Still it made the argument for space travel an issue.  

No one liked hearing that and it was causing an argument with three of them arguing to go into space and try and find Mars and Mars technology whilst three of them were arguing to stay on Earth.  

Himself and Viltrumite Mark were the only ones not giving any input. Him because he was tired and Viltumite Mark because it was probably the most, he had said in three weeks.  

“I’d rather die instantly in space than die from heat stroke on this god forsaken planet.” Shouted Sinister.  

Full Mask could understand that.  

“None of us can guarantee we can find another planet and hold our breath for two weeks and my memory of Mars wasn’t anything special. I’m pretty sure the surface won’t have anything for us except for rock and dirt. It's underground that we would have to go and underground has sequids. Those creatures will try to....” Started Maskless until he was suddenly interrupted  

“You know what? Fuck it! Everybody get their dicks out!” Cried their Mohawk variant.  

Every head snapped to him in varying levels of surprise, alarm and disgust.  

He didn’t seem fazed.  

“What!” Cried Omni Mark.  

“Everyone get their dicks out. Let’s be real here, most of us if not all of us are shit at navigation. We’d never make it to another planet on our own and we're not gonna find any food on another fucking planet. Angstrom made sure of that. We've been here a month if not longer, and he hasn’t come back for us. Dying in space is bullshit and we’ve got limited options on resources.” Replied Mohawk Mark in a casual manner.  

“And what does that have to do with us whipping our dicks out?” Asked Prisoner Mark almost as casual as Mohawk.  

“Well, that's obvious isn’t? We’re just gonna have take a page out of Maskless’s book over there and be a little gay with each other.” Answered Mohawk as if that was the most normal thing he could say.  

A chorus of responses came from all of them.  

“I beg your pardon?” Said Omni Mark clearly perplexed.  

“Dude! What the fuck?” Cried Maskless, absolutely shocked.  

“No one is touching my dick.” Yelled Target vehemently.  

“What is wrong with you?” Asked Full Mask Mark, astonished.  

“Were you mentally tested as a child?” Cackled the Prisoner.  

“That’s disgusting!” Added Viltrumite Mark, the disgust written on his face.  

“I’m considering ripping your dick off just for that comment.” Stated Sinister, with his arms folded.  

Mohawk wasn’t fazed by any of them. He just smirked.  

“You guys can be disgusted all you want, but you know I’m right. Now unless any of you can suck your own dicks, then you know it will eventually come down to it. That and probably drinking our own sweat and piss but I’ll drink my own before I'm drinking any of yours.” He replied once again in a casual manner.  

“So sucking our dicks you’re ok with but drinking our pee is where you draw the line?” Asked Full Mask Mark sarcastically.  

“Pretty much!” Answered Mohawk with a shrug.  

“Jesus Christ!” Uttered Omni Mark pinching his nose.  

“You degenerate!” Spat Target.  

“Says the dude who boasts about having slaves.” Shot back Mohawk.  

“He’s got a point there your highness.” Said Prisoner smugly.  

“I will crush your skull you filthy pink maggot.” Replied Target in a dangerous murmur.  

“We’re gonna die in this dimension.” Muttered Maskless in an utterly hopeless voice.  

“You can die! I refuse to.” Shot Sinister with a firm ferocity.  

“We’re all gonna die if we don’t come up with a solution to getting out of this dimension.” Stated Omni Mark.  

“Hey, I gave you half a solution, what did the rest of you do? Ahhhh, Nothing!” Cawed Mohawk.  

“Yeah because Incest is the solution to all our problems.” Responded Prisoner sarcastically.  

“It hardly counts as incest.” Proclaimed Mohawk.  

“How would it not be incest?” Asked full Mask Mark incredulously.  

“It’s not like any of us are actually related.” Answered Mohawk.  

“We’re literally all the same person you fucking idiot!” Snapped Sinister.  

“Yeah but we’re not brothers. Not born from the same wombs. We're not family. We're alternate versions of each other. It’s basically masturbating with extra steps.” Said Mohawk.  

“What?” Cried Full Mask Mark.  

“Why did I agree to this stupid plan?” Sighed Viltrumite Mark.  

“I wish you would’ve died.” Spat Target.  

“I second that.” Replied Sinister  

“That logic makes no sense.” Added Omni Mark.  

“Masturbating with extra steps is crazy.” Chuckled Prisoner.  

“We literally have the same dna. I don’t think it matters that we’re not physically brothers. At the very least it’s selfcest” Said Maskless.  

“More like Markcest.” Stated Prisoner.  

“Selfcest sure. Incest no.” Replied Mohawk with a shrug.  

“You are unbelievably fucked in the head, did you know that?” Said Full Mask Mark.  

“Uhhhhh Yeah! It's why I’m totally fucking awesome mama’s boy.” Replied Mohawk.  

“We’re gonna die in this dimension.” Muttered Maskless again.  

“You guys are acting like you can’t just easily think about Eve when it happens.” Mohawk stated suddenly.  

The other heads snapped at him and Mohawk looked a little perplexed.  

“Wait was I the only one smashing Eve?” He asked with a goblin smirk on his lips.  

“Don’t talk about her like that you rat faced cretin.” Snapped Target.  

“You literally know I’m gay. You even made this entire conversation a reference to it.” Said Maskless.  

“I literally have no idea who that is.” Stated Viltrumite Mark.  

“I despise Eve and I was with Amber.” Added Omni Mark.  

“I don’t despise Eve but I also was with Amber.” Said Full Mask.  

“Same as the sobster over there.” Uttered Prisoner.  

“Eve and I were together and then we got into an argument that destroyed half of Europe. The makeup sex was amazing, but she had to lose a couple of her fingers for being silly. Good times.” Chuckled Sinister.  

Everyone looked at Sinister like he had grown a second head.  

“Ignoring that comment. So you Amber heads think it’s her.” He said pointing at Full Mask, Omni Mark and Prisoner.

“Us Eve Heads can think it’s Eve.” He said pointing at himself, Target and Sinister.

“I miss Williams little backshots can obviously think of him.” Said Mohawk Pointing at Maskless before looking over at Viltrumite Mark. “And probablys a Virgin here can think of whatever floats his boat. Maybe all three for the love of the game, or maybe a baddie Viltrumite. On everyone’s soul I would’ve cracked Thula.”  

“I hate Viltrumites with a passion but I’d hear you out on Thula.” Stated Prisoner Mark.  

“Thank you.” Replied Mohawk.  

“Aside from that though you’re acting as if we’ve agreed to this idea of yours.” Pointed out Prisoner.  

“You would mate with Thula?” Said Viltrumite Mark a little confused.  

“You wouldn’t?” Retorted Mohawk.  

“She is kind of fine, for an ancient granny.” Stated Sinister.  

“All of you are disgraces to the empire.” Spat Target.  

“Oh my god I bet you’d crack Anissa.” Said Mohawk with a smirk.  

“Ew!” Replied Maskless.  

Viltrumite Mark shuddered.  

Omni Mark and Full Mask Mark recoiled.  

“On every one’s soul, I’d rather die.” Said Prisoner.  

“That can be arranged.” Muttered Sinister.  

“I will eviscerate you.” Yelled Target.  

“You should absolutely do that.” Replied Sinister.  

“Enough! This conversation is pointless.” Said Omni Mark.  

“I’m still right though.” Said Mohawk with a chuckle.  

“Why are you so eager to suck our dicks?” Asked Maskless.  

“You of all people are asking that question?” Asked Mohawk with an arched brow.  

Full Mask Mark had to actually grab Maskless from pouncing on him.  

“He has a valid question and that response isn’t necessary.” Stated Omni Mark.  

“Sure, sucking your alternate self's dick is weird but at the end of the day I’m not trying to die in this shithole dimension. We're already hungry and thirsty and I don’t trust any of your navigation skills for shit more or less my own. As far as I see it, it will be gross, but it will at least be a tiny bit of sustenance.” Replied Mohawk.  

“You wanna butt fuck while we’re at it?” Asked Prisoner with a smirk.  

“Never tried it.” He responded and turned to Maskless with another grin. “What's up with that?”  

Full Mask had to hold back Maskless again.  

“Well as much as it’s hilarious to watch Maskless lose his shit. I’m tired of this conversation.” Said Sinister.  

“Good! Can we move onto actual solutions?” Replied Omni Mark tired.  

“Which is what exactly? Angstrom threw us into wasteland dimension. None of us realistically could get to Mars or any other planet without guessing or dying in the process and none of us can open portals. We've scoured the planet how many times and there's nothing here but sand and waste. Now unless Angstrom comes and gets us, someone here can do magic or has someone from their dimension who will actually come looking for them and will take all of us out of here, what other options do we actually have of getting out of here?” Said Full Mask Mark.  

The seven other Marks were all silent for a moment, contemplating Full Mask Marks words, the realisation hitting them heavy that they might be truly trapped there.  

“We’re gonna die in this dimension.” Repeated Maskless for a third time truly resigned to their fate.  

No one for a moment said anything and then suddenly Mohawk broke the silence.  

“I bet sucking each other’s dicks doesn’t sound so bad now, does it?”