Honey, I Shrunk the Egos

Sabotage!

Mark sat in Amy's hand as she carried him downstairs. "Now?" He looked up at her as they reached the bottom.

"You're like a child." Amy teased. "Check in on the egos, and then you can check my phone to see the added chaos over night."

"I bet there's already a ton of new Anti fan art!" Sean cheered as Signe carried him down the stairs.

"I hope they've made those memes about how on fire they are." Mark smirked.

Amy shook her head. "Are you sure you aren't actually Darkiplier?" She chuckled.

"He is not sophisticated enough to be me." A deep voice echoed from the coffee table as they reached the living room.

Mark gasped, jumping up and Amy groaned, assuming he was about to get into another debate with Dark. "A broken mirror!"

Amy frowned. "Uh..."

"On my instagram! Post a picture of a broken mirror!" Mark glanced at Sean. "It's a Who Killed Markiplier reference."

"I actually knew that." Sean stuck his tongue out. Mark fake yawned, casually flipping him off and Sean shook his head, returning the gesture in double.

"Yet, they claim to be friends." Darkiplier muttered.

Anti giggled, shaking his head. "If that's friendship, maybe as enemies, we should be hugging our problems out!"

Dark shook his head. "You are not amusing."

"Ah, fuck you!" Anti hissed.

Amy leaned down, holding her hand level with the table and Mark reluctantly stepped onto the surface. "That was definitely a display of friendship, by the way." He pointed out with a grin, as he passed by Dark.

Signe set Sean on the table and he stretched, walking over towards his egos. "See? If you just decide to use your middle fingers for love instead of hate, you two could probably be friends too..."

"Friends? I don't NEED friends." Anti screeched. "Besides, I don't want Edgeiplier as a friend anyway."

"Please don't make Edgeiplier a thing." Mark groaned.

Dark rolled his eyes. "Is that supposed to be a reference to that infernal nick name, edgelord?"

Anti giggled, grinning wide, his sharp teeth peaking out over his bottom lip. "I dunno. You tell me."

"Big words from the Glitch Bitch." Dark growled.

"Take. It. Back!" Anti screeched.

"Anti..." Sean sighed.

Mark shrugged. "Let them duke it out. What's the worst they can do?" He asked, sitting down beside King, who grinned excitedly.

Sean groaned. "I don't know, but I don't really want to find out either." He sighed, tilting his head, until he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to the source.

Jackieboy smiled, squeezing Sean's shoulder gently. "They're usually a lot of talk. They only physically fight it out on rare occasions." He promised and Sean let out a relieved sigh.

"Alright... alright." Sean nodded, forcing a small smile. "So how are you?"

With a shrug of his shoulders, Jackieboy sighed. "I'm fine." He tugged at his doll clothing shirt, frowning. "I hate these clothes..."

"We'll be home soon." Sean promised. "And you'll be back in your super suit! And back in action!"

"Back in Jacktion." Jackieboy smirked.