Ego Daycare

Day 4

Mark paraded the boys up to the door and knocked, glancing over them before the door opened. "Good-"

"Good morning!" Mrs. Bolton grinned, opening the door wide. "Come on in guys." She smiled as they all made their way in and wandered into the living room.

"Well, you seem peppy today." Mark smiled, leaning on the door frame.

"Yesterday just went so well." Mrs. Bolton smiled.

Mark nodded slightly. "They don't seem as subdued today. Just... be careful. Don't get too comfortable with them, alright?"

"We're going to be just fine." She promised, shooing him off the porch before closing the door. Mark groaned, but left her to her fate as he went about his day, half trying to get his work done and half trying to figure out what to do about the little monsters he kept locking in his basement.

Google had immediately picked up his work on the TV, and Anti quickly joined him. "How close is it to being ready?"

"Few more hours." Google promised, and Anti let out an excited giggle, as his form glitched.

Wilford was digging around in the toy box again, and Dark leaned against the side. "I believe there is something they are hiding from us."

"They?" Wilford glanced up at him.

"Jack's alters." Dark whispered, trying to tone down the echo on his voice.

Wilford looked at him, then glanced around the room, before back at Dark. "You don't think I could have brought them here? I'm pretty powerful." He grinned.

"You are..." Dark nodded. "But what would have brought them here? Were you thinking about them?"

"No." Wilford shrugged. "Why would I have been?"

"Exactly!" Dark groaned. "I think they played a part in all of this, and we won't find a solution until-"

"Maybe he was thinking about them when he ran into me." Wilford pointed out. Dark just stared at him until Wilford glanced up at him. "Last time I talked about him you threw a little hissy and told me you never wanted to hear his name again."

"Oh. Him." Dark growled. "I did not really consider that he had thoughts..."

Wilford chuckled. "He must!"

"Hey!" Dark stood to his full height, which at the moment wasn't very much. "I do not throw hissies." He growled, the echo in his voice getting louder and drawing attention from some of the others.

"You do a little." Wilford waved a hand around in his general direction. "Or, someone in there does."

"Hissy fits from the edgelord!" Anti called.

"I was not talking to you." Dark glared at Anti.

Anti abandoned his place beside Google to move towards Dark. "Just about me, right? Jack's alters? What were you and Mr. Candy Floss talking about?"

Dark adjusted his tie and cracked his neck before focusing in on Anti. "Nothing you should be worried about... glitch bitch."

"Boys!" Mrs. Bolton frowned, starting towards them.

Jackieboy Man quickly grabbed her hand, pulling her back. "Don't... get in the middle of that." He glanced up at her, then back to Dark and Anti. "They can't kill each other, but they could sure as hell kill you." Mrs. Bolton's eyes widened as she glanced down at him.

"Take. It. Back." Anti glitched violently with each word.

Wilford leaned back, grinning as he watched. Dark placed his arms behind his back. "I call you glitch bitch because you are an uncultured little brat. So no, I will not be, taking it back."