Settling In

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"This itches," Jackieboy whined as he messed with the bandage around his neck.

"If you complain as much as Anti did, I'm putting you in a cone." Dr. Schneepelstein threatened as he double taped the end of the bandage.

"My nose isn't going to look ugly, is it?" Bim asked as he poked his wrapped up nose. "Ow...Ow!" Bim said the second one after Dr. Iplier slapped his hand.

"It will if you mess with it." Dr. Iplier warned, earning a whimper from Bim and the show host sat on his hands.

"I'm still really sorry for getting blood on ya," Chase said for the tenth time in ten minutes as he blotted the blood stain on Marvin's shirt with a wet rag.

"I can get a new shirt, it's fine." Mavin took Chase by the wrists and lowered his arms. "You should rest."

"I've gotten shocked by alarm clocks, controllers, microwaves, this is nothing." Chase chuckled. "Although I never imagined I would be tasty cooked up."

"Most humans taste like pork." Bim stated, getting strange looks from everyone. "What?"

"He is technically correct according to research." Google said, the looks turning towards him.

"Canadolism aside, I think we should talk about how fucking dope all of that was!" Bing threw his hands into the air. "Fucking wings and shit!"

"Anti also came back from the dead." Wilford said as he stretched, his joints popping loudly.

"Did you see that in your prediction, Host?" Chase asked.

"Host could only see harm for Anti, but was unable to see the specifics and could only say so much about it." Host answered.

"Your future seeing is kind of a dick."

"Host has holes for eyes because he attempted to look into his own personal future, he does not wish to tempt fate more." Host's mouth stretched out to a flat line.

"He can prod at it thought." Wilford chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Marvin asked.

"Someone had a prediction about Anti and Dark, as we all know, but you guys don't know is that Host knew that if Dark went to the Septiceye house that night, it would kick-start their relationship." Wilford wagged a finger towards the Host.

"Host will not dignify that with a response."

"I knew it." Dark said as he entered the room. He patted a gentle hand on Host's shoulder. "Thanks."

"How are Anti and Annalise?" Chase asked.

"They're both out." Dark sighed. "I should inform Mark that all of his devices are currently dead and he's going to need to reboot his computer." Dark took out his phone. "I also need to ask where his chargers are."

"They got mine, too." Wilford laughed a little after checking his phone.

"I'm shocked Mark let them on his bed." Bim said.

"I was not going to let my husband and daughter sleep on a couch after everything they have gone through. Has anyone been able to contact the Jims? The Iplier house is probably on fire right now."

"All of our phones are dead, how were we supposed to get a hold of them?" Jackieboy asked with a raised brow.

"Oh yeah, of course, I just..." Dark pinched the bridge of his nose.

"There's been a lot of trauma today, take it easy, Dark." Dr. Iplier said.

"Alright, I'm back." Mark said as he came back into his house, grocery bags in his hands. "I got the pain meds, extra band-aids, and bandages. I bought a couple of pizzas I'll toss in the oven and I even got a coloring book for Annalise. I got her one with princesses and one with cute animals, I'm not sure which one she'd like, but I'm sure she'd like something to do."

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