Partners In Justice

Chapter Twenty- It's ✨BOSS BITCH!✨

"You act like you've never slept on a bed before."

Dark huffed with laughter, shoving his friend lightly to get him up. "This is FAR comfier than MY bed!" Con and the cat seemed to have the same thoughts, laying sprawled out on the bed without moving. "That's almost concerning, but knowing you, you probably don't give two-shits." Dark grabbed the cat by the scruff and walked over to the window, dangling him outside. 

"BRO, WHAT THE FUCK?!" Con darted up and rushed over to grab the kitten. The cat wasn't the only one hissing at Dark. "Now that you're out of bed, let's go get some LUNCH since you completely slept through breakfast." That's when Con realized, Dark wasn't 'Dark' right now, Celine was in control of the body. 

"Grrr... No wonder you're such a prick today..." Con hugged the cat close, glaring at his friend, "where's Demon and Damien? They didn't want to wake me up?" "Eh. They've been under a lot of stress... I told Damien to take a day to nap and calm down. Demon's looking after him in the cabin." Dark shrugged, grabbing her? cane.

"Alright... Still didn't have to be such a dick so early in the morning." Con followed Dark downstairs, subconsciously humming. 

They got pizza rolls for lunch, courtesy of Google. 

While Con was munching happily on his lunch, everyone gave him weird looks. "...Why is your cat eating pizza rolls???" Bim brought it up without hesitation. Con gave a silent 'oh' and grinned, "because he fooking can, now can it, will ya?" Dark slapped the other's shoulder lightly, but Con didn't care. "Ah. Makes sense." Bim shrugged it off as the Jims started filming it. Con and the cat eating pizza rolls together, strangely, was kind of cute. 

"We're going to be internet famous, Jim!" Reporter Jim whispered to Cameraman Jim. "This is too cute, Jim!" Cameraman Jim agreed. 

Yan petted the cat lightly, "speaking of this little furball, you never told us his name." "Oh, yeah. His name is-" Con's eyes widened as he seemingly choked on his food, "C-D-Uhh..." He cleared his throat. "It's, uh... Static." The cat seemed to snicker as Con choked, earning a swat on the head. 

Dark rose a brow at her? friend, "really? Man, Sean must've been high when he made you two." Dr. Iplier choked on his coffee, wheezing. Google snickered at the fatherly figure's humor. "Oh, fuck off. Like your name is any better. 'Oh, I'm going to make a dark ego! What will his name be? Hmm... Let's just replace the 'M' and put a 'D' for 'Dick' in front of my name!'" Con mocked Mark's voice, laughing as Dark hit him upside the head. "Not even that! He LITERALLY just called his dark ego 'DARK'! C'mon, man! At least 'Con' is a BIT creative!" 

"Oooh! Doc, you need to help Dad fast! That burn was so harsh the chances of a comeback are plummeting!" Bing laughed, hitting the table. Dr. Iplier straightened himself out and looked serious for a second.

"I'm sorry... You're dying."

"I'm so done with all of you. At least I'm not an old cat lady rip-off of Anti." Dark grumbled, truly beginning the war. "Ooooouucchh!" Yan hissed, wincing slightly. "Hey, I'm... Better than Anti... By a long shot. You're just upset you can't find out who or what the fuck you are. Jealous much~?" Con seemed truly hurt by Dark's comment but kept it going. 

"Sorry, I just realized something. You must've been created while Sean was on a highway... After all, that's where most accidents happen. Oh, wait, I should really stop... We don't want that pretty, fluffy ten-dollar hair of yours to get TOO singed... You might have to buy another one. Also, I assure you, kitten, that I know EXACTLY who I am, unlike a certain someone who was created with no purpose." Dark smirked, raising a brow as she awaited a response. "...And this is why you're Boss Bitch." Con shrugged it off, chuckling. He wouldn't take her words to heart... She didn't actually mean it.

"Damn right I am."