Warning: There is some cussing from me and another character
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Julie, Luke, Alex, Reggie, Flynn, and Caleb were just sitting around in the studio.
"When is Alexa coming back?" Reggie asked as he threw a tennis ball up and catches it.
"She'll come back whenever she wants to. Right now, she need a break," Julie said.
"She's right. Alexa's worked herself up because of her '31 days of JATP Halloween fanfics' and needs some rest," Caleb said. Suddenly, the studio door opened. 6 figures stepped inside. There was a doctor, a man wearing a grey and red hat, a man with a cat mask, a man with mustache, a man red jumpsuit and a blue mask, and a man with a... slit on his throat?! They all have the same face, same hair, same everything except for what they're wearing.
"Who are you guys?!" Luke yelled. The doctor walked forward.
"Dr. Shneeplestein and I am ze good doctah," The doctor said. Flynn thought he sounded German, but wasn't sure.
"Chase Brody!" The man with the grey and red hat said.
'I'm Jameson Jackson, but you can call me JJ,' The man with mustache signed. They look at him, confused.
"He's Jameson, JJ for short. I'm Marvin," The man with the cat mask explained.
"I'm the amazing superhero, Jackieboy Man!" the man wearing the red jumpsuit said. There was a slight pause. Then there was a noise. Everyone turned to the last person.
"W-Who are you?" Flynn stuttered. The man looks at them with a sinister grin.
"Ḧ̷̡̧̖̻͍̳̣̹̗̖̘͓͍͕̮́̈́͌̔́̃͆̆͂͊̓̈̀̀̊̾͘͠ȩ̴͚̹̬͓̟̜̲͖̎́̿̽͛̽̈̾͒̈́͋̑̆̎͊͐̎̕ḷ̸̼̀̾l̵̠͖͙͈̽͂̂̄̀̋̽̑̏̍̉̿̀̓̍̓͝ȏ̵̩͙̠̯̞̈́̄͆̊͋͠" said the man.
"Who the hell are you?!" Luke shouted. That was a bad idea. The man gave him a smile and glitched out. He glitched back in, in front of Luke with a carving knife.
"Anti! ENOUGH!" Shneep yelled. Anti rolled his eyes, but obeyed.
"Y̵̨̯̮̳̰̭̗͎͖͎͂̌̐̈́̇̾̌̽͊͑̈́͛̽̔̇͜o̷̡̰̻͇̥̟̤̻͚̫̫̼̱̯͚̲̪̽͜ų̷̱̤̣̰̐̀̿́̿̄͊́́̌̽̓̾͗̆̑͗͆̉̊̑̕͘'̴̡̭͉͚̱̗͓͍͚̘̮̖̩͚̲͔̩̜͕̇̈́͌ͅř̴̲̬̝͚͙̤̞͓̳̤̞̦̐̾̈́͋̔̌̿̓́̉͑̎̑e̸̢̨̹͐̆̾͑̅ ̸̡̢͕̙̦͍̰̣̲͉̱̭̙̗̦̘̼̤̞́̾̎͑͐̽̍́͑̅̈́͋͋̕͝ͅn̴̡̲̫͇̱̤̺̼̜͉͙̼̺̼̗̘̯̜̠̱̈͐̐̓͊̐̍̄̓̔̆͒͆̍̿̒͂̕͝͝͠ǫ̷̢̟̘̯̼̮̦͍͍̳͚̙͍̙̬̥͖͉̦̻͊̏͆̏̀̚ ̶̖̹̞̐̔̉̓́̇̈̾̄̍̏͌̃͘͘f̸̛͓̫̥͇̥̜͉̣̭͈̙̝͖̰̠̞̩͉̞͎͙̪͑̊̎̈́́̂̽̊͜͝ů̶̥͕n̵̹͗̃̒͑͊̾̎̀̇̿͊͌̋̕͝" The man, Anti, sighed.
"This, psychopath," Marvin said, pointing at Anti, "Is Antisepticeye,". Suddenly, bickering emerged.
"I could beat you, honestly," Caleb said. Anti looked at him angrily.
"Y̸̡̤̰̫̦͉͕̦̠̜̘̞̤̖͎̞̮̳̟̓͐͑͝ͅọ̵̢͎͕̤̪̭̙̙̙̠̭̙̱́̂͐͛͊̔͂̊̊͊́̆́̎͋̂̕͜͝͠ͅų̷̜̫͖͚̖̪̗̒̓͑̌̓͒́̓͑͒͘ͅͅ ̶̡̦͕̘̹̪̝͓̫͊̅̃̄̽͆̐͂̊̋̌͊̓͗͒͐͛̎̄̅̆͛̈́̏̏̕͝ḩ̶̛͈͖̗͇̟̍̑̋̂͆̆͑̑̓͒̓͛͊͑̂̐̌́͗̔̚͘̚͠à̸̡̬͍͔̲̲͉̣̭̭̲̫̰̼͍̤̦͕̙̲̒v̴͎̬͇͇̖̥̹̼̝͚̗͈͔̩̬͊̓͌͐͂͝ͅͅë̵̡̨̖̼̣̯̫̣̖̞̖̙͍̣̲̩̩̲͎̲̼̞̠̤̲̏͠ ̵̧̨̛̪̯̳͓̗̳̩͓̼̘̘̘̳̠̄̽͆́̀̍͑̎̽͋́̄̉̇̈́̽̊̈́͜͝ͅņ̶̨̧̛̘͈̙͈̼̘̪͈̯͚͚̣̗̟̦̮́͗́͊̄͑̀͋̓̎̓̇̈́̀͆̕͝͝ȏ̵͎͎̫̬̦̬̱̑̆̏͋̒̎͗̈́͐̿̾̓̀̒̏̊̾̑̇̚͠ ̴̧̯̹͈̲̦͚͍̪̩̞͕̘̯̠̘̗́̉͜͝i̶̙̗̙̝̼̩̥̩̩̳͚͍̞͔̖̻̲̫̦̼͚̘̼͉͖̿͒͋̓͛͗͑͆͛̇̆͜͜d̴̛̘̺͎̠̾̒͂̇̈́̀̒͊̾̀͐̀̆̀̾͑͛͆̏͘͝͝ḙ̸̛͕̠̗̪̱̭͍̤̞́́̍́͑̏͛͑̑̆̍͗̑̉̕̕͝͝á̶̡̢̧͎̱̞͔̘̦̫͔͇͜ ̷̝͖͈̘̺̝̼̖̩͙̥̄͊̓̃̐̌̽̎̑͐̈͘̕͘̚͝ẅ̵̨̧̲̥̫̖͓͉̺̤̭̰̭̣͉͕̟́̎̓̉ͅh̷̨̡͚̞̩̼̝͐̋̇̏̈́̎̅̕͜͝͝ã̶̡̨̭̠̹̘̗̭̲̙̜̹̥̯͍̙̱̟̱͓̰͇̦̆͛̈́̾͝ͅt̵̢̛͈́̈́͌͊̊͂̉̾̐̑̊̏͛̈̿͒͘̕̚͝͠ ̷̨̨̹̘̱̪̤̜̦̮͓͍̹̳̘̳̭̫͔̐̂̌͂̃̄̕Í̷̡̛̩̱̜̪̿͂̂̈́̂͛́̕͝͝͝'̶̢̛̳̙̱͎̲̬̭̘̮͈͇̰͙̫͎͔̗̙͈͚̟̖͗̔̏͛̄̒̉̒̍̀̓́̾̌̐̓̽̇̚̕̚͜͝͠͠͠m̵̢̧̨͚̼͙̣͚̻̲̟̰̪̜̗͍̗̫͍̥͕̠̯̌̋̉̀̀̾̄̏̾̐̂̿̽̒̚ͅ ̶̻̦̟̲͙͔͉̋̐ć̸̡̧̛̝̮͚̰̺̻̣͓̯͉̳̤̞̞͑̊̅̇̓͌̏͊͑̀͂̈́̔̀͋̀̀̔͐͆͒̾͊̕͜a̷̛̺̞͇̳͈͓̠̳͒̂́̅̅̄̀̓̃̒͌̄͗͂͊̈́̽͂̑͌̚̕͘͜p̵̳͔͔̦͈̽͋͛̆̌͋͑͆̔̏̆͂̇̆̎̌̑͒͠ǻ̸̤̻̩̫͉̻̩̟͙̣̣͚̥͉̥̦̯͑̊͒͂̋̈́̐́̌̋̊͌̔͌́̓̑̈͘͠b̷̡̦̥͉͎͎̣͓̹̜̥͈̪̤́̿͆̌͑̀̀̓̄̋̂̓̃̚l̸̪̗̻̙̱͕̈́͑̊̅̀̈̎̀̊̒̂̍̒͑̉̌̌̍̉̔͋̿̓̚͝͝e̶͚̝̍̈̋̍͂͂̀̓̒̓̈́̓̄̂̒͜͝͝͠ ̷̧̧̞̬͎̞̞̳̪̲̩͈̣̥̠̝̠̣̦̫̳̻̤̩͔͔͗õ̴̙̺̱̗͗͆̄̈̈́͑̇́͑̀͆̀̈͘f̷̤͍͇̱̻̠̼͌͛̀̏̑́̊̿͗͋́͒̅̐͛̚̕͠!̵̡̨̡͎̣̻̜͖͓̹̫̙̜̞̘͓̮̂́̏̂̇̀̉̀̿͋̏̃̊̾̂́̎̿̓͛̏́͘͜͠͠͠͝ͅ!̵̧̡͓͕͕͖̯̪̮͓̼͔͖̻͎̹̝͈͓̙̖͎̥͇̎̉̾̄͒͛̈́̆͋̔̓͗͆͋̕ͅ" Anti said, eyes filling with rage.
"You don't know what I'm capable of. I say we have a little 'friendly' fight. What do you say?" Caleb asked, slyly. Anti cracked a small grin.
"G̶̡̡̧̣͎̱͙͉̬̼̞̭̙̼͉̗̳̝̹̙̱̫̤̱͙͇̬̩̲̫̘̥̼͙̜̙̖̭̘̳͍͓͚͆̋͜͜ͅͅͅͅâ̷̢̡̛̹͉̹̳͓͎̮̻͎͚̣͈̝̺͍̞̣͎̮̖̖͙̻̣̝̹̣̳͕͇̦̰͕̗̭̙̩̿̅̃̍̎̋̾͒̏̽͊̑̄̓̊̓̏̌̋͆̎̊̉͐̚̚̕̚̕͜͝ͅm̴̢̨̨̺͖̝̝̯̤̟̖͇̺͉̭͎͎͈̞͐̄̌̇́͗̃̉̌̀̾̄̆̈̀̆̌̓̓̉̏̒̏̒́̐̍͊̆̃̚͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͠͠͝͝͠ͅͅȩ̶̡̨̨̧̡̛̛̬̩̲̠̰̬̩̰̜̻͚̤̦̬̗͚̪̦͚̖͔͍͓̫͓̄̋̌̎͌͗͒͊̾̇̓͋̇̆͊́͊͋̏̓͑̿̀̀͋͗̒͒̀́̒̀͆̏͛̀͌̐̈́̕̕̚͝͝͝͝ͅ ̶̡̢̨̛͎͍̰̲̗̮̺̝͖̹̱͖͈̰̼̩͙͉̹̹̥̬̟̺͕͍̻͎̝̝̤̫̦͈̣̜̰̝̽̈̉̎̋̈́̊̏̌̾́͌͋͒́̓̓̋͂̈̇͆̌̔̄͛͑̓̓͊́̈́̐̎̓̐͒͛̅̿̅͆̇̾̋̏̚̚ͅͅo̴̧̨̺̳̗͇̖̦̗̣̳͙̣̼̦̯̙͈̳͚̤͓̾̌̍͗̉̓̔̈́̎͌͊͘͝n̶̢̧̧̡̧̫̯͍̺̭̞̞̝̮̞̘̤̙̹̣̹͈͉͈̤̱̬̠̳̺͇̬͉̜̺̞̰̟͚͚̟̐̎̈̌̾͂̓̐̃̀̈́͌̋͆̂̄͑́̉̑̕͜͜͝͝ͅ,̵̡̢̢̺͚̳̣͇͚̻͖̪̩̟̲̗̥͍͎͎̄͋́̾̄̏̍͛̋́́͑̇͐͋͐̉͒̆̒̄̆̀̇̚̕̚̕͝͠͝ͅ ̴̡̧̧̛̺̖̼͙̮̞̼̯̞͓̣̳̲͚̪̹͓̜̲̹̬̮̟̣̝̄̈́̽̅̎̇͘͜͜͝ͅͅb̸̧̨̛̛̜̤̻̲̣̗͓̪̫̣̺͚͇͎͔̘̦̺̩̥̯̥̻̜͇̮̭̹̰̼̱͂̽̃͒́̅͆̀͊̈́̂̓̋̓̀̒̀̑̊͊̌̈́̍̏̀̎̄̅͑̑͋͋͐̕͘̚̚̚͜͝͠͝ï̵̮̗͚̞̯̹̯̪̝̼̀͆̒̃̿̑͘͜͝ṫ̸̛͍̟̼̙̲̙̤͉̦̗͖͎̲̪̙̀̏͑͋́̒̾̿̚͜͝ć̷͎̐͗͑̈́́̈́̓̔͝h̸̟͓͉͈͍̫͖̙͇̹͙̝̻̦̀̓͒͊̒̄̄̿͐́̏̾̒̈̋͝͝!̷̧̛̼̻̞̗͎̼̳͔͕͔̱̐̈͊̉̍̈̈́̃̎͊̏̉͛͋̀̈̚̚͠ͅ" Anti yelled. Just as soon as they were about to fight, the door opened again.
"What the fuck is going on here?!" A voice says.
When the person comes into focus, everyone recognizes them.
They could never forget the black hair, dark brown eyes, and dark blue glasses.
"ALEXA!!!" They screamed, running up to her.
"I was only gone for a couple of weeks!" she said. Then turned to Anti and Caleb.
"Anti! We talked about this! You can't just start killing people! And Caleb! I thought you knew better!" she said, smacking both of them on the head.
"And yes, I'm coming back! But you have to be nice to your new neighbors! The Septiceye Egos are here temporarily just like you guys," Alexa said.
"Alexa?" They heard a voice say. It was more of an echoey voice, like it came from outside.
"I'll see you guys later!" Alexa said, before she disappeared.
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"Alexa! Wake up!" a voice said. Alexa rubbed her eyes and sat up. She saw that her friend, Baylee shaking her awake.
"Are you okay? You kinda just fell asleep," she said. Alexa thinks back to her thoughts and smiles.
"I'm doing pretty well. Glad to be b̴ack̵,"
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I'M BACK!!!!!!!!! I'm ready to go back into writing. I thought this was a fun way of getting back into the habit of things and a fun way of saying that I'm back. So, yeah! I'm back and ready to get to writing! As always, I hope you guys have a wonderful day!
- Alexa
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JATP One Shots
FanfictionThis is just some of the things I write in my free time and are too short you be a individual story. I hope you like it! P.S English is not my first language, so there might be a few grammar mistakes. - Alexa
