It was painfully silent. Dark was on Anti's left, constantly checking on Anti with side glances.
You were on his right, holding onto his hand.
The door opened with a creak and the 'angel' was seen.
Pink, messy hair. Pink, obviously fake moustache. Drunken, tired eyes. Half buttoned shirt.
His eyes wearily, and annoyed, scan over Dark then Anti then you, lighting up almost instantly.
"Well."
He smirks, opening the door wider.
"Do come in."
You entered last, but was greeted first.
Wilford's eyes lingered on you, making you feel slightly self-conscious.
"Hey?"
Anti moves slightly in front of you, directing his hate and jealousy at Wilford, who smiles in amusement.
"What are you going to do? Talk to me about your human emotions."
The pink haired man turns around, snickering to himself and allowing all of you to follow him deeper into his house.
He plops onto a chair, waiting for everyone else to sit.
"What do you need help with, today?"
Will leans against the wall.
"They need to find God."
Dark grumbles, still not wanting to be a part of the problem.
"Hey, so do I. Anything else?"
Will disappointingly answers, looking disinterested.
"What? You've lost connection to God?"
Anti scoffs, clearly amused.
"You're an angel. How did you fuck up so badly?"
Wilford picks up a peach and throws it at Anti.
"He fucked up, not me!"
"Great. There goes your plan-"
Dark starts to speak again, but Anti cuts him out.
"How?"
He glares at Will.
"I don't know! He just left one day, there are problems all over the world."
The 'angel' answers with an equal amount of hate.
"He probably just fucking quit. I would, too."
"Is that even possible?"
Dark turns to Will, who shrugs and pretends to blow a bubble.
"Anything else?"
Wilford asks again, irritated.
"No, we're going now."
Anti stands up and heads immediately towards the door. Dark and you stand up.
"Sit down."
Wilford checks to see if Anti had left.
"Now that he's gone we can talk."
"I agree with Anti on this one."
Dark mumbles and starts to leave.
"Come on, Y/n."
"Hang on, if you're an angel, do you have wings and stuff?"
You ask, completely ignoring Dark again.
"I swear, I have no idea why she hates me."
Dark grumbles, leaving the house.
Wilford's lips curve into a smile.
"Yes, but they're annoying most of the time. I can show you, if you want?"
Curious, you nod your head.
"That would be pretty cool."
"Halo and wings, coming up."
He says, sounding much different than before; much less irritated and angry.
"But first! I want to know why you need to find God."
Thinking about the offer, you open your mouth to answer but Anti interrupts by opening the door.
"Y/n! What's taking so long?"
Wilford rolls his eyes.
"Never mind.. see you around."
You leave the angel's house, slightly dissatisfied.
