"Septic, what have I told you?"

"What?! I didn't mean to!" his counterpart refused to look him in the eye.

"You didn't mean to!?" Chase then shouted, "Dude, you told my kid to fuck off after she just asked if you could color with her!"

Septic went quiet.

Anti sighed deeply, "Septic, I know socializing is hard for you but this is part of it and you can't curse at kids. Especially not Chase or Henrik's kids"

Septic rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Are you done lecturing me?"

Anti pinched the bridge of his nose, "Just watch your language next time, man, alright?"

"Can't make any promises" with that, Septic trotted off to god knows where.

Chase groaned softly, "Now you know how I felt dealing with you"

"What!?" Anti looked offended, "Excuse you? I was NEVER like that!"

Chase snorted, "Okay, dude, sure."

"Look, at least he didn't hurt them"

Chase gave him a deadpan look, "At least? Anti, this is not the first incident of Septic's"

"Okay, okay" Anti sighed, "I'll talk to him more about it later."

"And make sure to tell him to stop stealing my sweets from the cupboards. If he wants sweets, he can get his own"

"Yeah, yeah"

"And you don't see how you two are alike?" Chase teased his brother as he walked off to his room.

When he entered, he found Septic in there on his own bed tossing a knife up in the air and catching it.

"Don't you think that's a bit dangerous?"

Septic hummed, "Don't treat me like a fucking child. Just because I'm newer to your little 'family' here doesn't mean shit, b̴i̴t̵c̸h̵"

Anti tossed himself next to him and caught the knife before Septic could. He tossed it up in the air and they took turns flinging it upwards and catching. It was nice for a while in the silence until Septic decided to open his mouth again.

"Dark call you up lately? How come you never let me see him?"

Anti snorted, "Because the last time I let you come with me, you practically molested the poor guy."

"So I slapped his ass! Big deal!"

Anti chuckled lightly until he caught the knife but didn't throw it up again. He just spun it in his hand, "So Septic. . . how are you feeling lately? I mean. . .how are you doing lately WITH feelings?"

Septic shrugged, "I guess alright. Having a body is still new I guess so these 'human emotions'" he made a disgusted face, "will still be a thing to get used to. I guess I have less of a desire to kill you."

"Good."

"I sort of don't want to kill Chase or his kids.. . . "

"Good. That's good, too"

"I still want to maim Jackie, though"

"We'll work on it."

Septic stole back the knife in Anti's hands and messed with it in his own, looking at himself through the shiny reflection. He grimaced a little at his glowing green eyes.

"So is Chase's kid fine?"

"Oh, you actually care?"

"Shut up. No, it was just a question. Don't be ridiculous"

Anti hummed, "Yeah, she's alright. She's a tough kid. I'm pretty sure she already forgives you."

"Hmph. Like I care."

"You do"

Septic rolled his eyes but didn't argue the matter, "Hey Anti?"

"Yeah, bro?"

"How do you think I'm doing?"

Anti smiled, "Well you haven't killed anyone yet so that's good. I'd say you're doing a lot better than the others ever anticipated, that's for sure. I'm sure that the more you do and the longer you're around, you'll really feel at home eventually. We're all here for you."

Septic turned to look at him, "When's dinner?"

Anti bust out laughing, "You really have a one track mind, don't you!?"

"S̸h̸u̷t̸ ̸u̵p̶. When?"

"Soon. Later here. You really shouldn't eat so many cookies. Especially Chase's. He says to get your own." 

"Like I give a fuck what he says. And you guys have me under house arrest for now! I can't go get my own! And why shouldn't I eat cookies?"

"Because too many are bad for you! You have a corporeal body now. You need to take care of it. Try some fruit, they're sweet."

"Ugh. Don't even try it. Egos are different from normal humans. I'm not stupid. What we eat doesn't matter like it does to them. I'll eat as many cookies as I please" he nearly pouted.

"Just. . .can you promise that you'll at least be a bit nicer to the kids and not steal from Chase? If you agree, I'll get you all the sweets you want"

Septic thought this was a trap at first but knew that Anti had always been good on his word before so he agreed, "Fine. Whatever."

Anti suddenly hugged him, burying his face into Septic's neck and draping his arm over his chest lazily.

"E̴w̵, what are you doing?" the malice in Septic's voice was clear.

"I'm hugging you. Get over it. Don't deny it, tough guy" Anti lifted his head slightly to grin at him, "I know you secretly love my hugs!" he buried his face into his neck again and Septic didn't complain this time.

A few moments later, Septic's arm draped over Anti's back, "Hey Anti?"

"Yeah?" Anti's voice was muffled and tickled Septic's ear a little.

"What's for dinner?"

"I think Chase is ordering out Chinese food."

"Hm. Yum. And Anti?"

"Yeah?"

"You have three seconds to stop hugging me b̶e̵f̴o̶r̸e̴  ̵I̶ ̸ s̸t̵a̵b̷ ̴ y̵o̸u̵ ̵ i̵n̷ ̵ t̶h̴e̷  ̸b̸a̷c̸k̸  ̸w̵i̶t̶h̵  ̴t̷h̸i̴s̶  ̸k̷n̵i̸f̴e̵"̴

"Okay" Anti sat up abruptly.

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The next week, Chase had his kids over again  but Anti was right. Kallie, Chase's daughter was a tough one and didn't give up on her mission.

She had come right up to Septic in the living room while he was flipping through channels. Gory horror movies seemed to be his favorite. Kallie jumped up on the couch with him, "Mr. Septic, will you color with me this time?"

Septic had forbade her to call him 'uncle'. 

He closed his eyes and sighed but before answering, he looked around to make sure no one was listening in or watching. When he thought it was clear, he motioned for her to give him a crayon, "Fine. But don't tell anyone, got it? Give me the black crayon."

Kallie smiled widely and handed him the crayon, "Here you go, Mr. Septic! I'll give you a pretty unicorn to color! It's my favorite but I'll let you do it."

Septic didn't know what to say, so he just took the page and started coloring it with the black crayon.

In the kitchen that was next to the living room, Anti smirked at Chase.

Chase rolled his eyes but smirked back, "A unicorn. My baby girl is getting him to color a fucking unicorn, dude"

"Told ya it'd be fine. He's really a softie once you get to know him"

'That and I bribed him with your cookies, Chase' Anti thought to himself, 'But he doesn't have to know that'

If you haven't read the first book, I'd advise you read it first to understand more of this story :) Check out 'Antisepticeye & Darkiplier: Misjudged' on my profile page