House of Mayhem {Septic Egos}

"A somewhat calm morning"

The first septiceye to wake up was actually Anti. He didn't want to be the one to make breakfast so he just sat in his room throwing his knife at the ceiling until it got stuck. With a groan he rolled out of bed to grab it. After standing on the bed to get the knife he decided to have a look around. You see, Anti was actually a living representation of Jacks depression. Not his anger or his murderous tendencies. So when Anti was on his own, his glitching body calmed down to only a few glitches a second and he seemed calm. Of course, this would spike up as soon as he left the room because of his so called "family" straight up despising him.

Jack had done a pretty good job with Antis room. Which meant that Anti would never let anyone in it. The walls were black, the curtains on his window were a dark forest green, his sheets were a lighter green but the blanket was black.  He didn't have a rug which Anti was happy about. For some reason he never liked rugs, and never knew why. There was a dart board on the wall next to his door with a basket of small knives next to it. Anti smirked and picked up the note on the basket. "These are for the dart board, do NOT use them to kill the others or yourself." He frowned at the last part but shrugged and threw the note away.

His computer was in front of the window. Everything was black except for the small red lighting telling Anti the computer was off. "Not bad Jack. Not bad." Anti paused glitching violently when he heard shuffling in the hall. 

Chase was always an early riser. Never earlier than Anti but still early. Chase liked to consider himself one of the few people Anti could tolerate. The others all told him that they cared about him, especially Jack, Anti was never straight forward with it. But he did avoid sayin that he would kill Chase. Chase stretched before slipping out of bed. His bare feet curling up slightly on the carpet. Chases room was a lot brighter than Antis. His door was red along with the frame of his window. His walls were white with graffiti words in them saying things like "you got this!" "Make the day yours!" "Never give up." His room was modeled like Antis except where the dart board was, there was a camera hanging so Chase could record his videos. 

Chase walked out of his room in a white long-sleeved shirt and gray sweatpants. He started to walk to the kitchen when he heard a door open, turned around and saw Anti. They stared at each other for a few minutes before Anti walked past Chase into the kitchen. Anti had a long sleeved black shirt and ripped black jeans, so nothing unusual. "Good morning?" Chase muttered following after Anti. Anti hummed going over to the coffee machine and grabbing two mugs. "Are you actually going to drink two different cups of coffee?" Chase asked reaching last Anti to grab his own. "I don't want to have to get up and refill it, might as well. Chase hummed setting his mug down to wait for Anti and grabbed some cereal.

"Oh no eggs bacon and toast?" Anti giggled. "Unless you want to make it." Chase sighed. Chase went to pour him some cereal when a hand snatched the box from him. "Or we could go grab some breakfast. At IHOP or something." Chase noticed that Anti starts glitching more than he was with chase when Marvin walked in. "I'm not sure a group of seven that looks identical would exactly fit in. It might attract some unwanted attention." Chase pointed out. "True. I mean, we could always place the order and send someone to go get it." Marvin suggested.

"Chase get your coffee." Anti muttered walking away with two mugs. "Oh you filled mine up. Thanks bud." Chase slightly smiled. "Don't mention it, ever!" He yelled before going back to his room, he wasn't that hungry anyways. Marvin eyes the cup of coffee in Chases hand. "I can make sure it's not poisoned." He offered. Chase forced a laugh. "No it's fine. I'm sure it's just regular coffee." Marvin sighed and watched Chase take a drink of it. "How does he know how I like my coffee?" Chase asked after he wa done. It was exactly how he usually fixed his coffee on his own. "He does watch us all the time." Chase nodded before going back to his coffee. 

A very tired Schneep came walking in dressed like he would any other day. Lab coat and all. "Zere is coffee right?" Both Chase and Marvin nodded. "Good." Schneep briskly walked past the door to get coffee. "Schneep do you maybe want IHOP for breakfast?" Marvin asked. "I do not care." He uttered. "I say just go ahead and order a bunch of pancakes." Chase whispered. "So we don't have to wait on everyone to wake up." Marvin nodded.you wanna come with?" Chase shrugged and finished his coffee. "Sure, just let me go change." Marvin nodded as Chase walked up to his room changing into his black pants and grey shirt and quickly brushing his hair before putting his hat on. "No where's my jacket?" He muttered looking around his room. There's no way he forgot it, it's used to cover up his-

"Looking for this?" Chase turned and found Anti sitting on his bed in his black jacket. "This jacket it's killer. I might keep it." Chase let out a harsh breath. "Anti give it back." Anti laughed glitching a little. "And who are you using that tone with?" Chase gulped holding his hand out. "Please Anti." Anti smirked. "Begging already? Why do you need it? Oh, to cover up your scars." He laughed as Chase looked down at the arm he had stretched out. There were several white lines starching across the skin. "You know, as long as you're not dead the scars aren't so bad." Chase arched an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" Anti shrugged. "Pfft, I dunno." 

Chase groaned. "Just give me my jacket." Anti shook his head. "You can have it back when you learn your lesson." And with that he glitched out of Chases room. "Anti!" He shouted. "You ready to go Chase?" Marvin called. Chase took another look at his arms. The scars were that noticeable. Maybe no one would say anything. "Yeah I'm coming." He grabbed his wallet before walking back to Marvin. "Let's go then." Chase forced a smile and walked out of He apartment. Marvin has noticed the scars but decided he wouldn't say anything about it.

"Where are they going?" Jackaboy asked as he passed the two. "To get breakfast." Schneep answered. I'm a much better mood than before. "Oh okay." Jackaboy nodded. "Breakfast?" Robbie asked walking in as well. He rubbed his eyes tiredly before sitting on the couch in the living room. "Yep, from IHOP I zink." Robbie yawned before crawling onto Jackaboys lap. "Goin' back to sleep Robbo?" He was answered with soft s'mores from the zombie. "Gosh he's to cute." Jackaboy laughed. "Yes, hopefully he doesn't eat us all one day." Schneep sighed and sat next to Jackaboy. "Nah, he's too sweet for that." Schneep just shrugged. 

"Morning Jamie!" JJ smiled and walked into the living room with the two. "Sleep vell?" JJ nodded and sat on the other couch. "Anti, Chase, And Marvin?" Jameson arches an eyebrow as he signed. "Chase And Marvin vent to go get breakfast. As for Anti I have no clue." JJ nodded and the three conversed until Chase And Marvin came back. "Who wants pancakes?" Chase smiled seeing that everyone was up. "Someone called zhe glitch down 'ere." Schneep mumbled. JJ smiled and happily hopped up. 

"Poor Jamie. He seems to love Anti but Anti just brushes him off." Jackaboy sighed. "I think he has a soft spot of JJ, and maybe Robbie too." Chase commented as he and Marvin set out plates. "So he has a soft spot for kids?" Marvin asked. "JJ isn't a kid." Jackaboy pointed out. Marvin hummed. "Maybe he does have a soft spot for kids and a soft spot for JJ in general." Marvin revised. "Or, knives Magee doesn't have a soft spot for the people that call him knives magee!" Anti shouted as he walked in with JJ in tow. Anti huffed as JJ dragged him to the same couch as him. 

"No one here called you that." Jackaboy said. "Shut it heroboy!" Anti thrusted a knife at Jackaboys face who put his hands up in surrender. "There's a few more pancakes in the box. If you want anymore just grab 'em." Chase said before sitting on a bean bag with Marvin as the egos ate. "So, what should we do today?" Robbie asked, now awake and eating as well. "Fuck off that's what." Anti sneered. "What's fuck?" Robbie asked, that being the first time he had ever said he word. Everyone looked at Anti either in shock or waiting for his response. Antis face actually turned bright red before he stood up and every so casually started walking away. "You poor innocent child." He muttered as he walked into the kitchen.

"What's it mean?" Robbie asked again. "Nothing, just a vulgar word that Anti likes to use." Jackaboy patted Robbies head. "I don't know. Guess ve'll just figure it out zhroughout zhe day." The egos all nodded before cleaning up and going their separate ways.