He Returns (Sequel to 'He Waits)

Broken

~Demon's POV~

I stood in the corner, not noticed by any of the Irishmen clustered around the computer.

"Why not have me glitch in?" Anti muttered, leaning on the desk, head in hands.

"No, you've had too much time on screen! I deserve to be introduced!" Sean McLoughlin, Senior Journalist, exclaimed.

"Jack has a scheduled video that has you in it, do not screw up his plans by trying to be in this video." Bing stated, frowning slightly.

"Can all of you shut up? Editing is hard enough, you guys arguing doesn't help." Jack looked over at the three demons, glaring.

{{fuck calling them alter egos they demons}}

Anti rolled his eyes, Sean scoffed, and Bing just huffed slightly.

The fourth one sat looking at the screen, obviously entranced by the editing process. Hair flipped over one of his eyes, giving him an emo look. He had on a oversized hoodie with fluff -lots of fluff- lining the inside. He was smaller, scrawny, even one would say, smol bean.

My smol bean.

"W-what's that d-do?" The Smol bean in question asked, pointing to something on the screen.

Bing huffed again, but smiled ever so slightly. "That, Broken, that makes the screen go different colors."

"Why n-not u-use it?" Broken smiled slightly. "It would l-look cool w-when you d-dance, if the s-screen changes c-colors."

"Why not? Yeah, we gonna use it!" Jack exclaimed, throwing his hands up.

~smol time skip~

I huff, getting annoyed. Why hasn't Jack left yet?

The other had left one by one, leaving just Jack and Broken. Now the two were chatting, and I was debating making Jack leave, when Jack got up, yawning. "I'm going to sleep, how about you?"

Broken shook his head. "I w-wanna play g-games."

"Okay, just don't stay up all night." With that, Jack left the room, and I appeared.

Broken jumped slightly, then grinned. "D-demon!" He whisper-shouted. Getting up, he ran over and hugged me,  in which I didn't push him away, but crouched down, and hugged him back.

"Time to leave, Broken..." I whisper, and he looks at me. "R-really?"

"Yes." I stood up, and Broken laced his hand with mine, and we dissipate, off to get one more.

{{ don't question why I casually toss "ocs" in there. Like, both Demon and Broken, the names were there, but they weren't really cared about, so I have them personalities, descriptions, yeah.

*casually slides paper in* demon is bi, broken pan.

Heh, ship on.

Bye my Rads and Bye Y'all!~}}