Danti One-shots

Picnic

Request from sc402537. Requests might not get done as quickly as they were because I'm going to try and finish up my long fic. Then start another one. Then another. I have to many drafts...

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Dark smiled as Anti fumbled with the wine bottle. "Please don't open it with your love teeth."

"I̬͗̑͟'̘̣͌͘͟͞ļ̇l̛̻͓͐͊ͅ ͍̍dò͖̥͈͋͊ ̢͇̎̒wh͔͂̎͟a͒͢t̮̣͔̀͌̒ ̣̬̠́̿̏I ̝͞fỏ̢o̡̩̤͛̾̈́kin͚̯̎̿͐͢g̙̦̉͛ ̡͌w̳̍ą̙̈̀n̟͕̊̆t̰͕̋̏ D̲͉͋̕a̟̿r̢̲̝̈́̒͘k̙̪̀̔̈́ͅ!"

Dark sighed and grabbed the bottle opened. He ripped it from Anti's hands and popped it open, handing it back a second later. "There you are."

Anti hissed and poured a glass. "You're cute when you're angry."

"Ỉ̥ ̱̾w͂ͅi͕̞̊͝l̗̲̀͌ḷ͡ ̢̰̏̊r̬͋ḭ̉p͈̯̒͜͞͞ y̩̙̱͑̃̕ō͈̖͞u̜̎ ͖̑ȃ̺ṗ͚a̛̲r̘̭͗̈́t̞̍."

Dark grinned. "I plan on it."

Anti rolled his eyes and handed Dark the glass. "Oh, how kind, oh," he said as Anti started chugging the wine in the bottle.

Anti grinned at Dark when he finished the bottle. "You're lucky I love you."

Anti set the bottle down and moved to sit in Dark's lap. "We̤͋'̯̿r̩̽e̻͕͋͠ ͓̎a̳͐l͇͐o̧̩͑̕ne," he whispered.

"Wilford made sweets. I was hoping you'd eat some of them first."

"O͍̐h̙͊ Ď̡ḁ͛r̝̃kẙ̻ ͍̂y̱̌ou'v̠̔e͗͟ bë͇en͇̽ ̲͞i̡̋g̙̀norí̙ng mȅ͟ ̼̈́f̗́or a̟͛ ̭̉wë͇́ek̯̿ an̻̔d noẅ̞ yo͇͞u ̨́w̥̾ă͇n̮͐t͇̓ ̢̂t̫̓o ḫ̉ang out.̛̣ ̟͡Y͛ͅou͘͟ don̲̔'ẗ̘ ̣͋want̛̲ ỹ̖o̙͒u͍̿r fa͓̐v̼̈ọ̎u̺͛ṙ̜i̲̿te ̊͢gĺ̳iť͔c͎͝h̰̿ to̢̿ get̘̀ ͈͋ḻ̆o̪̔n͜͠ë̡́l͓̋y̼͠ d̺͒ő͓ ̜͛ẙ͈ő̻ų̀?"

Dark rolled his eyes and pressed a kiss to Anti's lips. "At least have a sweet treat before we do this."

Anti giggled and slid off of Darks lap. "W̙͝h͛͜at ̠͒dȏ̞ we ̗̐hą̉v̡̔e ̰̄h̬͘er̗̈́e̤͑?̩͐ Ö̗̳̀o̦̅ḥ̉̓͟,͈̍ ͉͐p͕͒o̹̖͗͘p̣̍ r̙̎ò͔ck̝̐s!"

"I'm not kissing you if you have pop rocks in your mouth."

Anti giggled and grabbed a purple cupcake. "Aw̤̕, it'̣͒s̹̅ ỷ̳o̭͝uŕ̦ ̝̐f͇̃a̳̚vō̟u̻̇ri̦͗ṱ͘e ̕͜c̲̈o̱͂lo̦͆ur̅͜."

Dark rolled his eyes. "Wilford always makes cute treats for the others' dates."

"Ǹ̹o̞͠," Anti whispered.

"What is it?"

"H̹̑́͜e͚̔ ͙͋m͇̿a̦͈̓͋ḍ̃e̝͓̔͡ ̩̎t̝͑u̞̳͂͊r͇͋t͙͒l̫̜͐͆e ̼͐p̱̈͘͜as̱̈tr̺͒iě͢s̯͞.̝̟̈́͛ ̩͐I̖͗'͓̑m ͓̾gỏ̼͓̇ing ̣̉tò̡̭̚ ̞̭̿̍k͙̓i̲̓ll ̭͂ḩ͚̊̉i̼̖̾́m̤̕," Anti growled.

Dark snorted. "Bite their heads off."

Anti picked one up and handed it to Dark. "These are adorable."

"I͖͌'̹̱̿̎m̡̌ ̭̥̭͑̅̇g̢͚̈̄ơ̦i͎͝n̠͕̊̂g̜̹͗͂ ̭͋to̢͘ r͍̓i̪̞͑̀͜͝p ț̌h͍͡ė̯̦͐ ͚͕͓͋̆͠ṕ͢i̢̕n͙̕k̺͎̍͛ ̖͊ba̞̹͋͐̓ͅś̥t͚͘á̩r̲͍̞͋̈́͂d̰̈́̄ͅ ͎̞̟̇͗́i̤͞nt̖̭̿͠o̻̣̿̃, m̠̄m̏ͅḿ̖p̨̆h͓͗."

He was cut off when Dark shoved a pasty in his mouth. He glared at the house demon and chewed it. Slowly his glare turned into shock which turned into joy. "Hơ̪ly̾ͅ ̖̏s̢̏h̏͟it t̠͝ḩ͋i̠͋s ͇͒i̠͞s̩̉ gre̿͢at!"

"Wilford is a good cook."

Anti grinned as Dark chewed his turtle pastry. "What?"

Anti slowly crawled towards him. "Į͠'ve ̝̐had͙̒ ̖͋s͇̒omẹ͠ ̳́t͓̒re͚̋â̻t̤̀s now."

"Anti what-"

He was cut off when Anti pounced on him. Anti grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. "Y̦̽o͊͜u̘͆ ̺́t̹̂as͈͞t̳͡e̺͊ ͙̑l͔̈́ḭ̇ke̗͘ ̻̕fr̥̃o̲̽s͖͑t̳͗i̻͊ng," Anti whispered.

Dark opened his mouth to speak but was cut off when Anti kissed him again. Dark rolled his eyes and pulled Anti closer. Dark pushed Anti away from the breath before diving back in. "I͚͌ ̓ͅl̹̔o̼͌v̻͛ẻ͓ ̳̀ÿ̦́o̥͘ų͂ ͎̄D̯̆ă̧ŕ͚ḱ̢."

"I-"

A crash interrupted them. The two demons turned to see Jackieboy man laying in the ruins of their picnic baskets.

"J̼̻͔̥̃̀̊͝ả̘c͈̤͎̫̜̊̃͒̕͠ķ͙͎̅̀̒i̡͖͋̑e̋͢ ̱̖̳̾̑̑͟͞w̛͓͝ͅh̟̫̄͌a̧͉̣͒͌̍t̻͚̎͞ ̮̹̳̀̃̚͠ͅt̜͋̾͜h̹̦̞̒͆̏̚͜e̩͔͈͔͆̆͞͠ ͕̅f͇͇̏̕û̜̣̏̆͜c͔̕ḳ̆?!" Anti screeched.

Jackie sat up. "Stop evildoers," he groaned.

"J̪̄a͎̳͆̀c̛̱̦̐͘͜kǐ͖͔̲̍͞e̮̯͂̆ ̣̒İ̗̮̕'̢̨͈͚͐͛́̚m̢̻̮̭̓͑̿̂ ͉̘̗́̋͊g͚͓͛̇ò̺̺̎i̹̟̇͞nĝ̪̮̬̏̅̅͟ ̡̑t͚̙̫̟͒̓̇̑o ̣̣̥͔̎̄̅͡gi̠͂v̮͋e̘͙͗̅̈͢͟͠ ̖̹̹͛͗̑̾͢ẙ̱̱̻̜́͒́ǫ͚̥̏͐̆u̻̿ ̡͔͔́̽̈̆͟f̢̠̳͑̏̈́̀͜ȋ̹ve ̩̪̙̍̋͠s̟̻̓͐ḛ͔̆̎c̲̼̕͞o̧̺͛͝ǹ̟̹̭̭̉̕̚ḋ̨̟͖͔̀̆̕s̢̻̏̕ ͖̱̃͑ţ̰̤̻̊̉͊̄ŏ̢̮͖̄͗̕ͅ f̼͗̎͜l͕͕̘̜̎̑̕͡y̯͒͋ͅ ̪̤́͒b͙̳̫̽̎̈̿ͅa͙̱̪͒̉͐ck̥̲͓͐̇̅ ͇̈́í̡̬̣͊͘n̒͢t̝͡ổ͖̩͍͉̓͝ ̟̆̚͢ţ̤͑͠h͙̠̣͉̾̈̑̀ẹ̘͑͝ ̧̰̞̾̄͘s̡̺͔̏͌̈t̢͐̑͢ŕ͚at̪̪̉́ȯ̯͈͒s̤͆p̢͠h̬̦̰͖̐̍̎͊e̙̤̐͑̾ͅr̺̤̞̄́͠ȅ̼͍̥͛̎ ̟̦̑͘b̭͛e̲̣͔̔́̐fo̱̕r̤̝̆̑ë̺̬́͘ ̞͘I ̧̯͉͇̔̃̾͑k̢̟̀̍ic̬͕͛̃k̛͉͚̜͈̽̚̕ ͉̗̐̾yo̱͇̒̅ǔ̖̘͚̈́̎r̻̤̋͗ ͇͙̆͠a̺̭͓͒́̌s̳͇͊͋s͚̓!"

Jackie shook his head. "Oh hi Anti, Dark. Sorry, there was a flock of geese."

"F̘̹̥̿͐̋͜͝i̗̜͎̬͆̔͆̈́v̦͙͛̇e."

"Anti?"

"F͚̉ȯ͎̪̜͓̯͙̝͎͗̑͌̓̄̿͘̕͜uŗ̣̞̲͈̖̆̓̾͑̐͞."

"Oh shit!" Jackie cried and stood up. He flew back into the sky and away from the couple. "Well, I guess the mood is ruined. As well as the food." Dark said.

Anti whined and then grinned. "Hė͇̺̕y̝̳̌̎, t̞̐ḩ̟̀͂e̥͊ p͒͢o̝̊p̙̜͋̊ r̹͝oc͇̰̈͗k̤̝̊̎s͓̕ ̘̔͆ͅs̨̪̈̀ur̫̈͟͡v̖̼̇̐iv̜̊̚͢e̾͟d̺͕̋͝!"

"Oh god no."