If you’re still taking Hypnosis requests... I really want to see some angst Jackie and Henrick because of Anti... •Just relax, not like you’ll be feeling anything soon anyway. •Three... two... one-- WAKE UP! •Look me in the eye when I’m speaking to you.
“Henrik! Henrik, can you hear me?! You’ve gotta fight it!” Jackie hollered frantically, scrabbling at the intangible strings holding him back until his own blood was catching thickly under his nails. Biting back a pained hiss through greeted teeth, he looked back up, eyes widening as the younger Ego shuddered and swayed helplessly under the static’s assault. “Anti, stop! Take me instead, you son of a -- Leave him alone! Henrik!”
“J-Jackie...” There was nothing he could do. The garbled whispers of the white noise around his head rose to a screech that was almost out of hearing range, overwhelming Schneep’s senses as the Glitch’s commands flurried in front of his eyes: Look̢ me ҉i͏n t̀he̢ eye̵ when I'm spe̸a̛k͡ing͡ t̷o ̴yo͏u͡. You're m̵in̸e.̢ Mine. Mi̶ne.̨ ́M͜ińe. M҉i̶n̷e̕. P͜ųp̵p҉et͠. W̵eak. Us̨e͠l̷ess.̡ S̀l͞eep. M̀iņe͡. T̀ire̴d.̴ P͏u͡p̛pet. S͝l̸eep. Any thoughts of resistance were drowned out by the noise. He needed to sleep...
“No!” Jackie’s cry went unheard as Schneep’s head fell back and his legs crumpled underneath him. The Glitch was quick to catch him by the shoulders, however, and Jackie’s blood ran cold at how limply he hung in his arms. No...No, no, this couldn’t be happening!
“Oh,҉ p͝oor͞ d̛octo̢r,” Anti crooned, his voice crackling with laughter. “Yo͟u'͠r͢eálw͝ay̢s ̨s͝o mu͝ch wea͜k͏e͘r th̀a͡n ̀e̕ven I ̵e͠x̀pe̡ct҉!” After another beat of silence and wordless, predatory strokes over the back of Henrik’s neck, Anti opened his arms, letting him slide to the floor with a weighty thud. “A̡ǹd ͘nów͞, h̢èro,̢ ̀I think it̷'͘s͟ ͡y͢o̵úŕ ͡tu̸r̶n. Re҉l͠ax. Y̧ou҉ ̀won't b̡e̸ fe̴el̶in҉g̀ ͝a̧nyth̴i͝ng s̷oon.”
