Anti watched as they laughed and teased each other, clearly having a lot of fun.
'I guess I've turned into quite the softie myself. Fine. You win that one, void'
Anti blinked again and the scene changed once more.
He was in the basement of the Septic house, a little light coming in from the basement windows. Looking over the small gym, he saw himself and Jackie fighting. Play-fighting, really. Jackie was showing him how to do a certain defensive move, letting him try it on him.
Anti smiled at the memory watching himself lunge at Jackie only to unfortunately not even make him budge. Jackie laughed and grabbed him in an affectionate headlock, ruffling his hair, ignoring Anti's idle threats and soft 'sparks' that came off of him.
The scene changed again with Anti and Chase in the kitchen together. He was helping Chase make supper. Really it was Chase teaching him how to cook since he'd never learned. Anti was horrible, burning food and himself but Chase never gave up on him and they found his perfect skill in the kitchen. Using a knife. Of course it had to be that. Chase was uneasy at first, having unwelcome flashbacks but they had fun anyways. Every once in a while, Chase would fling a cut vegetable at him and things would turn into a mini food fight that Henrik had to intervene in.
Anti watched as the scene changed over and over.
Showing him memories with all the egos just having fun.
Jameson was teaching him sign language and would occasionally teach him 'bad' words just to spite the others. They even made little sock puppets together one day! Even though Jameson couldn't speak, he still made sure to get it across that he liked to spend time with him.
He was helping Henrik in his office after getting treated for his head. He even tried to make Hen a cup of coffee but that didn't go over very well. It didn't taste very good but Henrik still drank it, not about to let a bean go to waste. He felt like he cared for Henrik most of all. He was the first to trust him. When he was scared and alone in the hospital. Jackie had wanted those handcuffs on but Henrik trusted him enough to take them off while he slept. He actually tried to . . . comfort him.
The others were just as caring now but he'd never forget that.
'Why is the void showing me all of this? I knew it all already. . . . I knew this place showed the inside of your mind and what you felt but . . . it's really starting to get weird. Where could Dark be? He had to be here somewhere, right?'
The void went black again, creeping him out. He knew the place had a mind of its own, practically so he hoped he didn't offend it.
He was reminded of the first time he came here and it showed him all the terrible things he had done. He wanted to bail but Puppeteer had taken control of him before he could, forcing him to face Dark before he disappeared again.
"You're not gonna. . . show me that stuff again are you?" he called out into the darkness. Of course it didn't answer with a voice but nothing happened so he took that as his answer.
"I'm just trying to find Dark! Trying to stay away from Puppeteer for a while if that's alright"
He felt stupid talking to himself like this but he didn't want to mess with anything he knew nothing about.
Suddenly a bright light turned on just ahead.
'I guess I'll go that way?'
Chase was just as worried as everyone else but he had another person weighing on his mind.
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Chained Puppet
FanfictionHe doesn't remember much. He remembers waking up in a hospital, his head hurt and he was afraid. He can't remember his name or how he got there. Who were these people in front of him that looked like him? Why did they hate him so much? . . . . . Wh...
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