Hmmm, write a fluff about schneep and Anti? Like *flaps sweater sleeves* um, not generic Anti is lonely, but that they genuinely care for each other. Oh wait! Idea! They’re actually just all friends and the ego stuff on the channel is all a ruse for us (I know it ain’t original but I think it’s cute idk I try XD)
Well, I did say I would try to write fluff or a ship if a I knew it. Hm, never really wrote a “Soft Anti” ficlet before, but here goes!
(Septic House)
Life at the Septic House was anything but ordinary. Especially with all six personas living in the same house. Yes, you read that right, all six of the Egos lived together, including Anti. Henrik smiled as he and Chase prepared breakfast. Anti was a unique Ego. It took them a while, but they all found out that “On Camera Anti” was different from the real Anti. Anti did care about them. It took their newest brother, JJ, a while to even trust Anti. Let alone to eat dinner at the same table. But once JJ, got a chance to get to know Anti. JJ was completely alright being around Anti.
Henrik, unfortunately, had to quickly get ready to head to work. This new doctor that the hospital hired. All Henrik wanted to do was shout at the board of directors in what they were thinking?! This new doctor, was never but late every day, snapped at everyone that touched his patients, and then orders you to skedaddle when he gets there. Because he can’t have anyone else, doing his job! That was not a doctor! That was an absolute idiot!!! Henrik was starting to wonder if the doctor just got the job because he was friends with one of the members of the board! Okay, Henrik, calm down. No need to get so rattle before your shift! Henrik told himself as he headed out the door to start his shift.
Later that Night
Henrik was on his last nerve! Not only did that incompetent doctor was late for his shift today! But he also had the nerve to leave early, “For a family emergency.” If Henrik had a dime for all those times that doctor was late or had to leave early for a “Family Emergency.” He would hazard a guest that have a small fortune by now. Gritting his teeth he called home.
“Hello? Marvin? Yes, it’s me. Look I’m not going to home until late tonight. I got stuck covering someone else’s shift tonight. I know, I know! But there’s nothing I can do! Yes, I’m sorry. I’ll - I’ll see you all tonight.”
Henrik hung up and tried to rub the exhaustion out of his eyes. He could really use a break right about now. The sound of a the door being opened, followed by a soft plunk brought Henrik back to reality. There on his desk, sat a bag of his favorite take out.
“Ma͢r̷v̵in̸ sai̕d yo̸u got ̢rop̢e̢d into ḑoi̸ng a̧n͡ ͡e̸x͞t̶r̸ą s͜h͠if͠t.” Anti said dragging an empty chair over.
Henrik couldn’t help it. He actually smiled. “Danke meine Liebe.”
“Any̧ti͘ḿe.”
