WARNING! Dark themes including mentions of suicide and a bit of blood!
(The German bits might not be entirely accurate!)
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Anti was shot out of a telephone pole, sending him rolling down a hill and crashing into a tree.
"Hisss... Crkglekh-" Anti shivered, coughing up blood. "Damn... It... I c-can't..." He grunted, trying to get up. Thunder crashed in the distance, making him jump and glitch a bit. Only to double over and curl back up into a ball. Hissing and snarling at the pain as he glitched and coughed.
Finally, after a few minutes, he settled back down. "N-no more glitching for a bit... I guess." He huffed and shakily got to his feet, taking a look at his surroundings. Weirdly enough, he recognized the place. He was behind an ice-cream place a few blocks away from the Iplier Manor.
Henrik, Dark, and Anti had gone here two days after their first 'heart to heart'. Henrik had introduced the two to his kids over a video call.
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"Meine kleinen mäuse!" Henrik laughed excitedly, "Haben Sie Englisch geübt?" Anti was lost, what the fuck were they saying??? "Yeah, yeah!" Came giggles from the other side of the phone. "Oh! My children have been zaught German and English, but zhey learned German first, so it's easier for zhem!" Henrik explained to them. "Do they live in Germany or...?" Dark started. "Nein, nein! Zheir mother's side of zhe family just speaks German a lot. Anyways- how have you been meine kinder?" "Gooooood!!" Henrik snorted and took a sip of his coffee- who gets coffee from an ice-cream place? Damn addict.
"Do you vant to meet your new half-brother and..." Henrik looked Dark up and down before smirking, "his best friend?" "Yeah! New brother?!" The little beasts squealed.
Henrik turned the phone to face Anti and Dark, "say hello!" "Hi!" two little faces appeared on screen, grinning ear-to-ear. "Vhat's your names?!" The smaller one squeaked. "Er... I'm... Anti, your..." He looked towards Henrik, "brother...?" Henrik nodded, gesturing for Dark to join in.
"You're lucky to have actually cute kids." Dark would joke.
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Anti may have only known Henrik personally for a handful of weeks, but it still hurt. "Lieber vater..."
Henrik had been so kind to him...
So fatherly...
Anti never deserved that kindness.
He looked up at the sky, letting the raindrops soak him and carry the blood from his neck down his body. 'Why am I here?'
He looked at the little Ice-cream place, 'why am I here?'
So close to ho- the Iplier Manor... No, so close to old memories. Old memories with Henrik. That's why he was here.
He had no home.
And he never would, not that he deserved one.
"Ich gehöre nicht dazu..." He remembered learning German on his free time. For Henrik. To make him proud...
He always had a lot of free time.
He didn't want to learn German anymore.
He didn't want to see Dark anymore.
Hell, he didn't even want to BE here.
But did he want to be alone? No.
He just wanted Henrik, that damned liar...
He just wanted Henrik.
He just wanted his dad.
Rain could faintly be heard in the background. All that matters is his thoughts, his memories. It couldn't matter less that the lightning was getting closer, that he was covered in his own blood, that he was crying.
That he was hurting.
It didn't matter.
There was only one way to see Henrik again. One way to make amends- pay for his sins. The one thing that aligned with all of his wishes.
But did he want to?
He really didn't care.
Perhaps it would be better this way?
Not like anyone would miss him... The Septics surely wouldn't.
He was a murderer, right?
He deserved it.
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