More Than One Way

Chapter Thirty-Three- Blind No Longer

"Big brother!"

The children squealed with joy and barreled into Anti, hugging his waist and tugging on his arm. Anti had been hit with too much information, and could only look to Dark for help.

Dark gave him finger guns and winked, walking the other way, acting like he had things to do besides laugh at his friend's misery. Unfortunately for him, the mood swung children recognized him, too and ran at him. 

Anti turned to the mother, too many questions running through his head. "The fuck?" She laughed, "let's just say Hen gave us something to be very happy about." "Did he give you a million fucking dollars or some shit in his will?!" She chuckled, "no, he didn't. He gave us you... And a vit of a surprise for vhen Dark vinishes some business." Anti threw his hands up in the air, "yeah, and what's with that? What do you mean?! I don't even know your name and he 'gives you me'?! What the fuck does that MEAN!?" 

"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot, zhe only times ve met vas zhrough zhe phone- my name is Clara." She smiled, shaking his hand. "Sorry, Clara... I know you mean no harm... But Dad-er... Henrik has kept a LOT of things from me, and NONE have ended well." Anti glared suspiciously at the letter. "First off, don't be afraid to call him Dad, because legally ve ARE your parents now. And secondly, just trust me, its more of a surprise zhan anything. Once zhe coast is clear... It vill start to... Unravel." She emphasized the words 'coast is clear' with nodding her head and staring into his eyes, as if trying to make him understand something without directly saying it. 

Having just been pulled out of a murder mystery IRL, he quickly switched back to game mode. But was quickly pulled out of it as the children came back, asking questions. He smiled, trying to remember their names... Luckily, being around children often, many things forced him to have a great memory. Noah, Amelia, and Lee. The two boys were the kind of kids you'd worry would bite your ankles, while Amelia is the type of child you would think would steal your soul. 

Anti chuckled a bit and finally decided to leave it be. As long as everyone was happy. Which, by the way, the light mood that surrounded the graveyard was fucking WEIRD. Anyone driving by would think they forgot where they were- but it was quite the opposite! They had LET the mood lighten because it was what Henrik always wanted to see. Anti happy and smiling... With a family. 

Anti turned to Henrik's grave, where Dark was waiting for him. He walked up to Dark and nodded. It was time. The other Ipliers started to group around as if on instinct. "Dad, are you going to do it?!" Blank- he's an honorary Iplier, so he still counts- gasped with joy. "Henrik would be upset if I didn't." Dark chuckled, waiting a few more minutes as the sun set. 

And suddenly, the sky lit up in red, blue, and purple. Bits of Dark's magic shot up into the air, exploding and letting out the gorgeous colors as if they were fireworks. Each one taking a different shape and lasting different amounts of time. 

Anti smiled gently, hitting his cheeky friend's arm. "Show-off."

Turning around, his heart swelled with hope and adoration as he looked over all the awed Ipliers... His family... They were... His... Family. They grieved with him, they laughed with him, they loved with him, they cried for him...

'I've finally come home.'