Cha. 13. Prosthetic Brotherhood

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⚠️(Warning: mentions of gore and torture)⚠️

As Jasper irritatingly ripped open the ice cream tub in the kitchen and dug in to his heart's content- you were left to make your... guest feel at home.

You set down some pillows and blankets on the couch, along with some leftover fries from Mcdonald's to satisfy the demon's possible lingering hunger. As you were doing that, you could see Anti snooping around the living room, like the creep gremlin he is.

"You... good?" you pipe up, catching Anti inspecting your flowers on the windowsill. He gives you a wide look like a cat that's been caught ripping up the toilet roll.

"Why do you have so much of this shit?" he says, glaring. You cringe as he plucks off a petal and gives the tuft a whiff.

"My parents gave me them. They're nice in a drink sometimes, please put them down..." you answer through your teeth, trying to contain your concern over him fumbling them.

Anti frowns, before giving the plant another assault of sniffs. You were... desturbed by that sight to say the least.

After that he scowls at you "This smells poisonous..." he claims, putting the potted flower down cautiously. He flicks the petal from his fingers before wiping his hand on his shirt.

You roll your eyes "Not when you boil it... and I'm not dead yet." shrugging, you go to join Jasper in the kitchen- to see how he's holding up.

'Not well' is your conclusion. You walked in on him muttering to himself, perched on the counter with a near-empty tub of ice cream in his lap. He was far from a happy camper.

You cough to get his attention, which he begrudgingly gives you.

"Hey Jassy, you feeling any better?-"

"Better?! I'm on the verge of being locked in a mental hospital because of that thing crashing in our living room! His existence... well, shouldn't be happening!" he jabs, flicking his spoon to-and- fro as he spouts.

"Fair enough... but isn't it cool?" you ask, trying to see the light in the situation.

Jasper stabs his spoon into the tub "Uh, being on house arrest by a demon? Fantastic Y/n, I'm having the time of my life- Like- are you listening to what I'm saying. DEMON! Shouldn't that mean he's fecking evil!" he accuses as he shoves the ice cream aside on the counter.

You adjust your sling nervously "Well, from what I know he's next to harmless."

"A harmless demon? You're telling me that a creature that has thousands of years of history, which is known as an evil beast that lives in hell is harmless. Next you're going to start telling me angels are beasts that shouldn't be reckoned with-" You make a signal of your hand cutting across your throat, silently telling him to shut up! Knowing Anti could probably hear every word of this conversation.

A glitch behind you confirmed your worry. You sigh.

"Wooow, generalising much?" Anti taunts, sticking his tongue out.

Jasper crosses his arms in spite. "That's it, I'm out" You spin Jasper back around when he jumped off the counter and tried to walk off, but tiredly follows your motion and faces Anti again.

"Can you two cut it out." you mumble, getting rather fed up with their bickering.

"-She started it" Anti blames quickly, pointing to Jasper.

Your roommate goes red in the face, tensing his jaw and starting to tremble in fury. "I'm a man!" he snaps.

Anti smirks, seeing Jasper's trembling fists and clenched jaw.

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