Danti ( Anti Septiplier ) - One Shots

Antiseptiplier One Shot - 9

(There is no POV. switching in this One Shot.)

No One's POV.
Black blood soaked sheets and pillow cases were thrown into the washing machine. The once white fabric now stained with splotches of black scattered all over them. Silently, Anti closed the machine's door and pushed the needed buttons. The machine played a loud musical tone that signaled it was ready to start. "Shut up you stupid thing!" Anti whispered as he looked up at the steps that led upstairs before returning his gaze to the machine. He pressed the start button and a clicking sound signified that it was locked. A small shiver went through Anti and he looked around, not liking the coldness of the basement. "Screw this, if Jack doesn't like it oh well." Anti mumbled and walked over to the old metal cast iron wood heater. He started to throw a few pieces of firewood into it and picked up a box of matches. Once he got one to light, Anti threw it into the wood filled heater and shut and latched it's door. "Ah, that's much fuckin' better." Anti said with a relaxed sigh as he held his hands out towards it's now forming heat. Footsteps were then heard from above Anti, seeming to get closer and closer to the basement door. Then, a small creek came from the top of the steps and more creeks followed as someone walked down them. Anti looked over his shoulder to see Dark coming down the stairs in clean clothes and wet hair. "Anti? What the heck are you doing down here?" Dark asked as he finished drying his hair and set the wet towel on the dryer. "Oh, I was just washing the evidence from last night. That way Jack and Mark don't know we did it in their bed." Anti said as a grin started to form from the thought of them freaking out. "I thought Jack didn't want us starting that?" Dark asked and walked over to the dryer. As Anti chuckled and nodded, Dark opened the dryer and looked in it for a hoodie to wear. "So, when will Mark-a-dick and Jack-a-butt be back from their trip?" Dark asked, pulling out a dark blue and black hoodie from the dryer, shutting the door with a swift kick of his foot. "Also, can I borrow this?" Dark asked Anti, showing him the hoodie he chose. "They should be home around six or seven a.m. And yeah, you can borrow it. I already know that it fits you, considering that you've borrowed it before." Anti answered, smiling as he finished warming his hands and walked over to the doorway of a separate room. "You wanna play pool?" The smaller demon asked, watching as Dark slid Anti's hoodie on. "Sure, do you wanna bet?" Dark asked as he walked over to the doorway. "Depends. What's the bet?" Anti asked, walking into the room and searched the wall. "Ah, there it is," Anti said to himself and flicked the light switch on. "If I win, I get to be dominant next time." Anti continued, beginning to gather all fifteen pool balls and put them in the triangle rack. "And if I win?" Dark questioned, taking two pool cues and chalking the ends of them. "Hmm, I buy the smokes next month?" Anti suggested, pulling out an almost empty box of cigarettes. Shaking the box lightly towards Dark, he let him take one from it. "Man, I do need some more. Might grab another pack on my way back from the boss in the morning." Anti mumbled, putting a cigarette between his lips and starting to dig into his jean pocket. "How many souls this week? Also, need a light Darling?" Dark asked with a grin and held up Anti's lighter. "Really? Will you ever stop stealing my stuff? And only ten for now." Anti growled in a playful tone as he attempted to take back the lighter from Dark. Raising his arm up, the taller evil being laughed as Anti jumped up to get it. "Aw, is little Anti too short to reach for it?" Dark asked in a baby voice, continuing to watch Anti's furious expression. With a long anger filled sigh, Anti crossed his arms and glared at Dark. "Oh come on, little Anti can't just handle a little teasing?" Dark teased, even more, causing the shorter demon to bare his sharp teeth. Then, before Dark could react, a black (temporary) blinding liquid shot from Anti's mouth and was spat in Dark's face. "Agh! Damn it! It burns!" Dark yelled and let the lighter drop from his hand as he tried to rub the black ooze from his eyes. "You had it comin'," Anti said with a shrug of his shoulders and picked up the lighter. "Ugh, this shit is disgusting!" Dark said with gritted teeth, repeatedly rubbing his eyes. Anti watched his boyfriend struggle to get the substance off while lighting his cigarette. "Relax, it'll wear off in a little bit." He mumbled as he breathed in through his cigarette and blew out in Dark's face. This only made the burning worse for Dark, making his anger rise. Anti pulled himself up on top of the pool table and tapped his left-hand fingernails. Surprising Anti, Dark turned and grabbed him the neck, grinning with closed eyes. "How the h-ell?" Anti choked out, trying to get Dark to let go of him and quickly removed his cigarette from his mouth to not drop it. Tightening his grip on him, Dark smiled wickedly and laughed as Anti tried to open his mouth again. "No," Dark said and took the cigarette from him, covering Anti's mouth with his hand, shaking his head. "Mmhm!" The smaller demon attempted to yell past Dark's hand. Then, as Dark opened his eyes and didn't feel any more burning, Anti stopped and smirked behind Dark's hand. Slowly, Anti slid his tongue across Dark's hand and stared into Dark's eyes. "You really think that's gonna make me remove my hand?" Dark asked rhetorically, beginning to smoke Anti's cigarette and blow the smoke back into the smaller demon's face. Saying nothing, Anti only leaned forward toward Dark and lidded his eyes half way. "What are you up to?" Dark asked suspiciously, breathing more smoke into Anti's face, only for Anti to take it in through his nose and close his eyes for mere seconds. As Dark continued to wait for Anti to show some sign of mischief, they got closer to each other. Dark then slowly removed his hand and watched Anti lean even closer, automatically grabbed his cigarette back. Breathing in the last bit of the cigarette, he smiled and flicked it somewhere on the floor. "You little-" Dark began with anger but was interrupted by Anti kissing him. As he did so, Anti blew the smoke into Dark's mouth through the kiss. Once Anti pulled away, Dark exhaled and glared playfully at him as the smoke passed across his lips. "So, we gonna play pool or what, Darky?" Anti asked childishly and reached for one of the pool cues. "Only if you give me a light." Dark said, turning his glare into a half smile and held up his still unlighted cigarette. "Fine, but I'm serious. Quit stealing my stuff or I will steal your's." Anti said and let the flame from the lighter ignite the cigarette's end. Sucking in deeply, Dark held the smoke in and slowly let it escape from his mouth and nose. "So, how do ya wanna play? Two out a three?" Dark asked as he too grabbed a pool cue and reached for the white ball, only too late as Anti grabbed it. "Really? Fine, here." Dark said, rolling his eyes and tossing the ball to Anti. He caught it and placed it on the red felt, then lifting the triangle rack up. Setting it down on a nearby shelf and noticed a stereo on the bottom shelf. "Ooh, hey Dark, wanna go upstairs and get some CD's to listen to?" Anti asked, turning around to see that Dark had already disappeared. Anti bent down and picked the black stereo up to look at it. Soon after he plugged it in, he found the CD tray and opened it to find a CD already in it. "Hm, no label. Oh well." Anti shrugged and pushed the play button on the stereo's side. A soft strum of a guitar came from the speakers of the music player. Anti's expression turned to confusion before horror as he heard Jack's voice begin to sing an intro line. He scrambled to turn it off as Jack's voice started to fade out and began to hear his own tune in. "Damn it, where's the off switch?!" Anti said as he rushed and searched the stereo that continued to play. A certain portion of the song reminded Anti what the CD is.