A Hectic House

Fair Ground Distractions

Anti appeared in a dark alley way, at the gap between the buildings that led onto the street were loud voices and multiple stalls.

"Great, just what I fucking need," he grumbled as he slunk out the shadows. "A dumb ass fair full of distracting morons."

Some people gasped at his green tinted skin and occasional green spastic glitches but simply muttered to each other and glanced at him from time to time. As he got to the middle of the fair he felt a shiver go up his spine and his eyes flickered black for a moment.

Anti ducked down and someone flew over him, crashing into a stall and breaking it.

"Cartman you stupid ass!" a voice screamed.

Anti whipped around, glitching violently and saw a group of teenage boys, probably around sixteen, and the person who had yelled was a ginger boy wearing an orange jacket and a green hat over his orange curls.

"What is your problem?" Anti screeched, his form twisting out of reality.

"You're an elf!" the boy, Cartman, yelled as he got to his feet and brushed off his red jacket, readjusted his blue and yellow hat and glanced at his pointy ears. "Aren't you?"

"No you fucking moron!" The glitch shrieked.

"That's a very foul mouth you've got on you young man!" An adult shouted from the forming crowd.

"Oh suck my dick!" Anti snapped and shoved through a couple, storming  away from the fair.

"Don't let the elf get away!"

"I'm not an elf you fat sack of lard!"

"I'm not fat!"

Anti rolled his eyes and continued walking, he felt multiple presences behind him and he groaned, looking over his shoulder and seeing the same group of boys from before. "Fling yourself at me again and I will break your nose!" He warned them.

"That's very rude," a chilling voice said into his ear and someone kicked him in the side.

Anti stumbled and his body was slammed into a building, a cloud of smoke erupting in his face and a hand grabbed his hair, kneed him in the stomach and flung him to the pavement.

"Die you bastard!" He growled and pushed himself to his feet. "Where are you?"

"Here I am," he taunted and appeared in the middle of the road. "Thank you for distracting the fair for me, now we can have a peaceful fight."

"I'm not here to fight, I'm here to get Marvin, King and Schneep back, now where are they?" Anti giggled.

Secretly, the glitch slipped his hand into his pocket and peeked down, calling Dark and holding his phone in his pocket.

"Now if I told you, where would the fun be?" He smirked and leaned against a car parked at the side of the road.

"If you told me you will get to keep your eyes numb nuts."

"Is that a threat?"

"No, it was a fucking offer," Anti rolled his eyes and ringing filled the air.

Both demons were unfazed as Dark appeared out of thin air beside Anti but the group of teens who were still watching in shock covered their ears, crying out in pain.

The ringing died down and Dark clasped his arms behind his back, glaring at the older blonde demon.

Anti giggled and glitched behind Die, stabbing him in the shoulder, the blonde hissed and whipped around, forcing the knife out his shoulder and punched Anti across the face, knocking him into a car.

The glitch grunted and dropped to the floor, dodging another swing and sliced Die's side. Dark warped over and held Die in a head lock, his aura growing blue and red hands that pinned his arms to his side.

Die kicked his legs and Anti grabbed them, holding them still and stomped on his knees. The blonde screamed and Anti giggled, standing up straight and holding his knife to the older's throat.

"Where are they?" He hissed.

Die chuckled and kicked a leg up, he pushed Anti away, broke an arm free and grabbed the glitch's wrist, both of them disappearing in a puff of smoke.

Dark looked around, slightly startled before regaining his posture and groaned in frustration, squeezing his eyes shut.

"What the fuck!" a black haired boy in a brown jacket and blue and red beanie cried.

Dark glared at them and his aura flickered violently. "Never speak of this moment to anyone," his voice boomed loudly and the teens crippled back in fear.

The grey skinned demon let his aura collapse around him and he teleported to the Manor, rubbing his temples and sighing in frustration.

"Where's Anti?" Illinois asked as the group looked over from the couches.

"Die got him," Dark muttered and his eyes out up suddenly. "Google, I need you to track Anti through my phone."

"Good luck with that," Die chuckled through the phone and hung up the call that Dark had forgotten to end.