When Anti woke up the next morning, he was confused. Almost everything in his room was hanging from the ceiling by red string. He sat up, staring at them all, it looked like art.
"Hey you.. up?" Chase looked at it in fascination, Anti waved to him, Chase waved back in awe.
"Have you been practicing?" Anti shook his head.
"No, I fell asleep after our conversation." Chase nodded as he touched one of Anti's knitting needles.
The rest of the egos eventually came in to help bring down Anti's belongings.
"You know, I might start charging you." Jackie laughed as he untied a shirt.
"Please, I don't have nearly enough to do that." Anti laughed, punching Jackie in the arm.
"You're right." JJ untied Anti's dresser and they all jumped at the loud bang of it hitting the floor.
"Okay, breakfast!" Jack cheered as he super maned his way out. He was followed by everyone else, talking all together at once.
They all sat together, enjoying their meal and eachothers company. This morning was different, nothing bad happened. No stress, no panic, no tears. Just good humor and brotherhood.
JJ got up, he was doing the dishes. Chase whistled as he turned on the radio, Chop Suey came on in the direct middle of the drum solo. Jameson playfully played the drums. He wasn't paying attention to what was in his hands as he did so.
The muted ego gasped as his hand slipped, realizing a sharp knife. He watched the knife fly towards Jack with fear, he covered his eyes. In a quick movement, a blink of an eye, it was caught. JJ and jack opened their eyes, Jack saw the knife, a inch away from his eye, looking at the point. Without moving his head, he looked go see the serious glare on Anti's face. It was as if Anti never changed. Jack, in an attempt to catch his breath, swallowed.
"Anti?" He blinked and saw the knife in his hand, he looked between the two, no words could describe his confusion. He quickly put the knife down and looked to his lap.
What was that? He zoned out, but he remembered catching that knife.
"Well, it's good to see you still have your inhuman reflexes." He smiled with a hum to the hero's quip in the shocked silence. Jack was still out of it, the thought that he could have died like that running through his mind on a loop. JJ felt terrible, he almost killed Jack, he was lucky Anti's muscle memory kicked in.
The rest of breakfast was pretty calm and quiet. Anti finished quickly, being reminded of his mission and task of the day. When he finished, he junked from the table to bolt down the hall, only to be stopped by Jackie.
"Woah, woah, where's the fire? He chuckled.
"Going to my room. I want to work on my powers." Schneep nodded.
"Try not to push yourself too hard. I don't vant you hurt." Anti gave a smile to his caring brothers and nodded, running upstairs.
Marvin sighed, taking a sip of his tea.
"Do you think he can do it?"
"He has zhe zpirit." Schneep smiled, they all decided to put their faith in him.
Anti was in his room, he stole Marvin's candles and turned off his lights. He sat in front of the candles, maybe meditating can do it.
He calmly took a deep breath, closing his eyes in a criss cross position, relaxed. He had to focus, Antisepticeye was in there somewhere, he had to flush him out.
Chase was helping JJ do the dishes, humming a pleasant toon. JJ enjoyed his company.
"No need to beat yourself up, it was an accident." Chase reassured him, JJ lightly smiled, not sure how much he believed that.
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Time makes all wounds
FanfictionJackie broke into a Hunter prison, finding Anti. But he's not the same, the Hunters broke him. He found him with a shock collar and caged. What have they done to the chaotic murders demon?