"How about we stop here?" Mark asked, hoping his voice would reach you above the music blasting from the radio. Tom had insisted the trip wouldn't be complete without it!

After the guild broke off, Mark found the time to finally make good on all his brotherly promises. Missed sleepovers, movie nights, camping days. So why not do it all in one? Which led to you, Mark, Tom, and Huck piled on each other in a van driving across the U.S.

With how much Mark kept the two ability puppets out (and how they seemingly had a mind of their own), you basically had three brothers. One of which kept trying to steal the snacks Mark got for you, cough cough Tom cough cough.

The sun was setting over the forest, Mark found a nice spot with a view of the coast to park. Even the stars couldn't distract them from how cold it was getting. "Should I go collect some firewood?" Huck asked, hovering beside Mark.

"You read my mind," Mark joked as he dragged the tent out the back, Huck floating off to go collect firewood.

"What about me?" Tom huffed, plopping down on Mark's head. He wasn't going to be the useless one here if he had anything to say about it.

"Why don't you help them unpack their stuff?" Mark suggested, knocking Tom off his head and motioning towards you. Tom didn't look too pleased, but he didn't mind helping you out.