This oneshot will explain why Wilford, Anti and Die cannot go out together anymore.
It was a cool and lazy afternoon in the LA suburban area. With the gentle breaze flowing through the tree's of the ipliers backyard. The septics doing their monthly visit, lounged arourd the house with their friends.
Thats when the calm aphmosphere broke. "Im bored!" Rang through out the lounge room. Wilford exaggerated a sigh and lowered his head. Jamie couldn't come as he was sick with the flu, leaving him back at home with the doctors.
Thats when die stumbled through the entrance after he zoomed through the house. Yes he went with the septics after felix kicked him out of the house for a few days.
"lets go to the bar!" He exclaimed.
Thats when anti suddenly apeared, glitching through the tv. "Im in." He abruptly said. Dark was doing paper work and he was just pabout to go bother jackie, but this sounded much more fun.
Wilford glanced at both younger ego's. "Well then it settled boys."
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Stumbling out of the local bar, all three of the drunk ego's giggled like little school girls.
"Hic lets do that again Hic sometime"
Said the septic ego.
The other two just giggled in response.
Thats when a gang of lowly muggers corned them in an ally. "Give us your money!" One of the skinner ones shouted. The small group consisted of only four members.
The three ego's looked at each other and shruged before trying to push past them in their intoxicated state.
"We said Give us the money!" One of the more bulky ones shouted pushing the the sweed back, causing anti to reach to his knife reciting in his pocket and wiford to pull out his trusty shooty.
"Now Now boys, you dont want any trouble." Wilfords words were slured but still understandable.
The supposed leader just shook his head before ordering the other's to 'get' them. This could only result in what you'd expect to happen when you have three drunk, unstable men with wepons against a bunch of dumbasses? A public desturbance.
And thats when some random sttanger just happend to walk past for the sake of the plot. Of course when most people see someone getting their ass stomped into the ground you'd scream and call the cops right? Well this person did at least.
Running off in the direction they came from, they pulled out their phone and called the police. Even when drunk, the three knew they had to run, and run is what they did. Yet the sirens in the distance eventually caught up to them in their sprint to get back to the mansion and they were left to their own in the shared cell.
The three looked at each other. "Who should we call?" Asked the pink moustache ego.
Anti shived "I'd call dark, but i feel safer in here."
Die grimaced. His own creater or even infelix would surely ground him or take away his console.
Anti thought a little longer about what to do, but really there wasn't much of choice. Call Dark and deal with whatever that had in store, OR call jackie and be grounded for probably a month, but he could talk to the gaurds, cause you know, he's a hero and all.
You maybe wondering, 'why dont you just glitch out throught the camera's anti' well, as much as he would like too, he cant just leave his friends. Also they would totally snitch on him. With out much choice he called jackie.
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"I Cant fucking believe you three!" Exclaimed jackie. He was frankly pissed when he had to come and bail them out of jail on his one day off from super hero duties.
Anti continued to stare out the window with die sitting next to himself finding his blue shoes suddenly very intreasting, with wilford pouting in the passenger seat.
"Im guessing you three knew you where gonna get in trouble and called me, huh." He shook his head in disappointment.
The rest of the car ride was silent. By the time they pulled into the driveway it was 1am, most of the ipliers such as yan, host, google, bim, eric, bing, the Jims, king, as well as robbie, chase and marvin had gone to bed.
The few that were left waiting for Jackie's return were dark and silver along their creators including felix and infelix who marvin teliported there before falling asleep laying on the arm chair across from chase.
When the four got inside imidently anti and die where cuffed over thier heads by their hosts, while dark and mark stared at wilford in disappointment.
"We can't even let you three out with out causing problems can we?" Dark spoke, the blue and red aura's surrounding him clashed against each other, creating a purple bridge between the two.
The three drunken egos look anywhere but at dark. Sighing, said man, looked at each one of them before glancing at the youtubers. "How long long should we send them to the void for?"
