Chapter 11: Water Under the Bridge

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What the muffin?

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Skeppy would be lying if he it wasn't alarming to here about the tell-tale sign of an antichrist, and it was worse that both Tubbo and Tommy were present at the time.

It was only a night ago that it was just chill and watching Disney movies, and now it was back to antichrist talk. Couldn't he have a break?

'Three weeks' was all that was on Skeppy's mind. Three weeks and the planet was kaput. Three weeks...

"Skeppy, are you okay?" Bad asked him, shaking his shoulder a little.

They were on Tommy's doorsteps sitting on some deck chairs, watching over the duo antichrists play with action figures.

"Of course I'm fine!" Skeppy answered enthusiastically, trying to convince himself with the lie. However it was clear that His demonic counterpart didn't believe him.

The angel just had to find something to keep them both distracted...

He smiled mischievously, turning back to the children. "Watch this."

A little turn of his wrist and the sprinklers went on in a second, sprinkling at the children. They both squealed at the water, getting up and running from it.

"Skeppy!" Bad gasped. Bad quickly raised his hand a bit and closed the sprinklers. Another movement and Tommy and Tubbo were completely dry.

"Why did you do that, you muffin!" He quietly yelled at him. Skeppy just laughed it off.

"What? The kids look'd like they enjoyed it." They looked back at the boys, who were giggling and looking at the sprinklers.

Tommy went close to one of them and tapped at it, trying to see if he could get it to open again.

Bad groaned in defeat. "Fine, but don't do something like that again or I'll- I'll-"

"-Or you'll what? Change the color of my windows green? Find a stray dog and put it in my house?" Skeppy laughed as he was reminded of past 'revenge pranks' that the demon would pull.

"Or I'll break your kneecaps!" Bad threatened. "Figuratively speaking." He added quickly at the end.

Skeppy couldn't help but burst out of laughter after that. "Wha- how can you do that figuratively?" He kept laughing and they both laughed together for a solid minute.

Bad sighed with a smile. It was nice. This was nice. It was nicer than hell. It was nicer than heaven. It was nice just like before the Fall.

The Fall. Bad shook his head from the thought. Not now, when he was having a nice time. He did what he had to do that day, even if Skeppy hadn't agreed.

They didn't realize that someone had approached them as they talked. The figure asked one simple question.

"Who're you?"

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