Darkiplier yawned as he walked out of his office, dodging Google, who was running after Wilford who chirped out a loud greeting to the leader. He sighed before shaking his head, walking over to the portal that they had for traveling to the meeting place that Jack and Mark's Egos share. He walked in and waited for Antisepticeye silently, staring at the portal across from him and waiting slowly. He had no idea how long it had been since he'd left Mark's head, staring at the portal silently. "..."

Antisepticeye ran around frantically to avoid being caught in the clutches of Dr. Schneeplestein and Jackieboy alike, having messed a bit too much with the both of them. One couldn't blame him, though, they were always so fun to mess around and toy with! They gave him a good run for his life on top of that, which was ever more adrenaline added to his already hyper system. Managing to shake them off of his tail; for now; the glitchy ego snuck around as to avoid getting caught, slipping through Jack's Egos' respective portal after a bit while he laughed up a storm. He seemed to light up with ever more chaotic energy when eyeing Darkiplier as he stepped into the meeting space, unable to stand still for even a few moments as he ran up to the other with a sadistic grin on his face, still laughing as much as ever. "BOO!"

"Hello, Anti." The Ego greeted him simply as he hummed, setting his chin on his hand as he watched him, raising an eyebrow. "You seem quite hyper today. As usual. What happened today?" He raised his eyebrow further at him, standing up and coming around to speak with him. "I'm sure it's something interesting, knowing you. You're just like Wilford." He chuckled softly, purring softly as he moved close so that he could hug him. "Miss me?" He teased softly, knowing that Anti was oftentimes so excited to see the dark Ego that he could be seen as clingy by some.

Antisepticeye shot him a quiet glare at the sound of the tease, said glare being borderline genuine yet it had a playful undertone, his grin staying glued to his face nonetheless. "First, only in your wildest dreams will I ever miss you, wack-ass weirdo," Anti huffed out as he freed himself from Darkiplier's grasp, rocking on the balls of his feet to keep himself in motion, acting as if he detested being hugged. Which, he didn't, but he wasn't going to let it happen very easily, though that was to be expected from Anti. "Secondly, don't compare [i me] to [i Wilford] cause that's an invitation for you to die early. Third, [i I] stole some of Doc's supplies and ran off with them, but Jackieboy decided to play hero [i [b again]], so I had to run from the both of them while yeeting the scalpels and whatever needle shit back at them." He answered and let out a small laugh, finding the new memory hilarious despite how dangerous that situation could have easily become. Nobody ever said Anti was a [i safe] person to be around; quite the exact opposite, rather.

"Of course..." He sighed lightly as he massaged his temples a bit, rolling his eyes at the other Ego before putting his arms behind his back again. "You're an idiot, Antisepticeye." He spoke calmly, although it was clearly a playful or even affectionate insult. "Would you want to go out and cause some chaos?" He teased a bit, tilting his head at him while humming lightly. Dark didn't know exactly *what* they were, since they'd gotten very close before but now had just remained without each other for a while. It weirded Dark out.

Anti blinked a few times as he buzzed in a hazy glitch for a moment, his grin swiftly growing wider and eating up a good portion of his expression. Putting more favour into causing sheer chaos than returning the playful insult, he hyperly nodded a few times as he trained his forest green eyes up to the other. Soon after his nodding had been half-way finished, he spoke with the same hazy glitch he buzzed with. "Did I cut my throat open?? Hell yeah man! I [i am] bringing my favourite knife! Let's go! Now!" Anti answered with an excited exclamation, leaving little to no room for any sort of protest, or even wiggle room for that matter, from Dark.

"Why did you even do that anyway, you're bleeding eternally and it's annoying to clean up I'm sure..." He mumbled a bit, walking towards the exit portal and opening it with a wave of his hand. He always was the dramatic one, Dark, and spent his time focusing on his appearance rather than other things sometimes. He went through the portal and fixed his suit, clearing his throat and humming while looking at the fellow Ego. "Where shall we go today, my dear?" He asked, watching him with a soft smile. Anti almost never got to pick, so he thought giving him this opportunity might make that stupid, [i dumb,] [b cute] smile come back.

(posting this before i officially call it a night and risk losing the idea when i wake up in the morning-) Anti hopped through the portal just behind Dark, watching it fade out for a moment before looking around. Given, he hadn't processed what he had been asked yet, being so used to others choosing where they went that thinking otherwise wasn't something that naturally occurred very often. Though, when his head finally did process it, his face lit up with a bright smile filled with childish excitement, albeit extremely sadistic and twisted at that, but a bright smile nonetheless. "Oh! We could... Talk [i really] loud at the movies and text and call and crap, or bully children at the parks and argue with their parents?? OR, or, or, or, we couuuuld..." Anti dragged on, attempting to contain his excitement enough so that his glitching wouldn't get so bad that Dark couldn't understand him, looking around in the process. His eyes soon fell upon a nearby candy shop from seemingly nowhere, smiling evermore as he went on, "Or shoplift and pickpocket people, only paying for the candy we steal the money for and smuggling the rest???"

He hummed as he thought, adjusting his tie before raising an eyebrow. "That all sounds very annoying," Dark spoke calmly, looking at the other Ego quietly before humming to himself. "You delight in such simple things sometimes, my dear, but you can go ahead. I'm not as subtle as you." It was true, Anti had a better frame for sneaking around and stealing. Dark was wider, more ways to see him, and he didn't exactly look like a normal person. No, instead he looked relatively important because of his suit. He was always wearing his suit since he wanted to look his best, never really removing it around people.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, you're no fun sometimes, you know that?" Anti rhetorically and sarcastically inquired despite knowing that was a flat-out lie considering Dark was much more entertaining than the other Egos. [i Not that he liked him or anything], just that Dark let Anti get away with more things than others would willingly let happen. Whatever, he didn't hesitate to take the invitation to go ahead, not needing to be told twice to follow through with his plans as he softly cackled and slid into the shoppe. It didn't take him long to return to Dark, a bag held in his arms filled to the brim with candy, most of which stolen from the store itself or other people.

"It's your choice how much time you spend with me." He spoke casually before Anti slithered away, humming to himself as he smiled gently. He didn't seem to mind waiting for him, humming a song to himself while doing so. People occasionally wanted to take pictures with him, and he complied easily. He hummed as he looked over at Anti, raising an eyebrow quietly before vibing to himself. "Had fun?" He teased gently. His eyes glimmered quietly as he laid his head down on his arms, seeming tired.

"Woulda been more fun if I could have painted the inside red, but yeah, for non-violent entertainment it was fun I guess," Anti answered casually with a small shrug as he chomped down on a loose handful of candy corn and pumpkins. Unlike most typical people, he didn't actually mind said overly sugary candy, even preferring it over other types of sweet confectionery like taffy, content to munch on it for a few moments. Anti offered the bag to Dark, encouraging the other to take some candy if he so wished, having grabbed a little of every kind the store offered, subtly calm in those couple of seconds.

"Nobody said you couldn't have, dear." He spoke casually, looking up at him before taking the bag and just taking a couple of pieces out. Dark didn't have much of a sweet tooth, but he indulged himself anyway since he didn't want Anti's hard work to go to waste. It'd be a shame to waste all the other Ego's hard work. After a moment, he looked up at him. "Where to next?" His voice hummed out quietly, glitching a bit at the feeling of eyes on him that weren't the familiar gaze of Anti's. He hated it when people stared at them, the red side taking on a scowl that resembled the one Anti used to be presented with before they became friends.

Anti clicked his tongue, just about to answer with a new idea proposal before his attention dragged on the scowl that had suddenly appeared on Dark's face, going quiet as he ate a few more pieces of his candy. It didn't take long to guess something was off, and it was ever quicker for him to figure out what exactly threw the other Ego off enough to scowl. With an annoyed glitchy sigh upon noticing the feeling of an unwelcomed gaze from a different pair of eyes, Anti finished the last few bites he had scooped up into his hands a few moments prior, he grabbed at Dark's arm and tugged him away from the area without a word, leading them up to a calm and secluded forest side, then and only then letting go of Dark. "Nobody's here usually, and there aren't many things to do, but this'll have to work I guess. Maybe I could start a fire..." Anti murmured quietly, his attention slowly diverting to the amounts of dried leaves and sticks in the area that he noticed, crouching down to examine the possible future kindle to check if it was indeed dried.

He hummed softly as he looked at him, seeming a bit surprised that he was being pulled away from an area. Dark sat down on a picnic bench nearby, humming to himself as he smiled softly. Somehow Anti seemed interesting to him like nothing else at this point, humming to himself as he watched him silently. "I wonder..." He mumbled to himself, watching him as he tilted his head confusedly. Honestly, he wasn't sure how to feel about Anti.

The leaves and sticks were, indeed, dry, as he had suspected, prompting Anti to break out into a grin and gather up as much as his arms could hold. Sure, he wanted to start a fire, but that didn't mean he wanted to burn down the [i entire] forest... Maybe just a part of it; but he did enjoy coming to it from time to time when things got loud... Okay, perhaps a smaller, contained fire would be a better idea, as it provided enough chaos for him to be satisfied for the time being; and if Anti was lucky then he would have swiped some marshmallows and chocolate from the candy shop. Glancing around for a suitable place to start a fire; [i safely, for once]; he came across a proper firepit not too far from where Dark sat on a picnic bench, depositing his armful of sticks, leaves, and twigs there before realizing he didn't have the main key component to start a fire. "Daaaark, do you have a lighter by chance??" Anti asked with a small frown, as if he were disappointed in himself for having forgotten such a necessary tool in that situation.

Dark produced one from his pocket before tossing it to Anti with a soft hum, raising an eyebrow. "And you say you come prepared." He hummed teasingly, looking up at the sky and watching the clouds drift overhead. Makes you wonder how they work...He sighed lightly and watched further for a bit before closing his eyes and looking back down to the table. The sounds of nature were distracting, so he wasn't quiiite sure if Anti was having a hard time or not. He couldn't tell, his vision was kinda blurred.

Anti grinned as he caught the lighter tossed to him, soon after rolling his eyes but deciding against snarkily quipping back with a tease of his own. He turned back to the firepit, crouching down once more to build up a decent tipi-like pile of sticks, semi-carefully lighting it aflame soon after. Anti let out an excited cheer when flames roared to life, slowly devouring the kindle he had gathered, "Aaaand we have fire!! Burn baby, burn!!!" He exclaimed with a devious cackle for a laugh which was quickly replaced with a sneeze when a whiff of smoke decided to warmly tickle at his nose after a gentle gust of wind blew by.

Dark snorted quietly at the sound of Anti sneezing as he grinned, mildly thankful that the glitchy Ego had provided him an opportunity like this. "You sneeze like a kitten, my dear." He hummed lightly, smiling to himself as he tilted his head at him silently. "It's quite adorable seeing you do so, honestly. You're just as cute as everyone says, you just never like to talk about it, hmm?" He knew that Anti usually hated it when people tease him like that, only Dark could do it and get away with it in even the slightest capacity.

Anti froze up and profusely glitched in place, internally grateful he was turned away from the other Ego in those moments while he stammered for the right words to shoot back. "Who... Who all says that and where are they right now?" His voice buzzed out, turning his head slowly and menacingly, pairing it with semi-glare and a firm hold on his favourite knife. Though, even with as menacing as he tried to seem, Anti couldn't hide his reddened face; hell, even the tips of his pointy ears were suddenly stained red, a thought he hated. Playfully hated, of course.

A smirk found its way onto Dark's face, showing his teeth as he raised an eyebrow at Anti. "Who do you think, darling?" He asked softly, tilting his head. "Who do you think says that, really? Who?" The twisted Ego smirked further as he watched him, fully aware that he and Anti could kill one another, but never have. Mostly because they're intrigued by the power the other holds as the first Egos to create themselves in their respective creator's heads. That was some of Dark's motivation, anyway. Nobody knew what went on in the twink Ego's head.

"Awe, go fuck yourself, man," Anti hissed out instantaneously with a lightheartedly pissed click of his tongue, turning back around to face the fire flickering within the fireplace. He fed a few more little twigs and sticks into the burning pile to keep the flame alive, it acting as the perfect excuse not to face the other Ego. "It's clearly [i you] at the very least, I know that much at least." He added on with a huff, stating the obvious with sarcasm, presumably to hide his internal embarrassment.

An eyebrow was raised at the glitchy Ego, chuckling at the statement. "One, I'd tell you to fuck me yourself but I'm not sure you'd get past the foreplay, and two, you at least know one thing about me." He hummed lightly, closing his eyes and just focusing on the sound of the fire crackling. He had to admit, the sound was very comforting, he could see now why Mark always had a Yule Log on the TV during the appropriate holiday. He yawned softly and sighed, feeling exhaustion softly hit him since he'd been in this form and world so long. He wanted to sleep so badly, but did he want to lose face in front of Anti? No.

Anti quietly grumbled to himself, muttering out playful comments about how much he [i wished] Dark would simply shut up and stop teasing for once. Deciding to push it off and simply get payback later when he was less red-faced, he gathered up some more fire-worthy kindle, delicately feeding it into the firepit as to avoid it suddenly going out. He seemed to be calmer now, and less, well, chaotic and feral even, tending to the flames for a bit until he was sure it could easily roar on for a small handful of hours at least without being re-fed or monitored much. "Now then, it's payback time," Anti announced quietly as he took a moment to wipe his hands free from dirt and ash. Afterwards, he slid over to the bench where the other Ego sat before plopping himself into Dark's lap and burying his face into his chest. Was this payback? Technically, no. Did he enjoy it, however? Yes, very much so, especially considering he was beginning to go into a sugar crash. Apparently having a few pieces of candy was a few too many eaten.

The twisted Ego had honestly expected something much worse from the glitchy one, but he blinked as he felt his friend's face just plop into his chest. Everyone always talked about how big his chest was, and he'd noticed it too, but he'd never really expected someone to do something like this. "...What are you doing?" He asked after a moment, using a gentle handful of Anti's hair to pull his head back. Admittedly he'd started to glitch too, his red and blue auras separating a bit into two separate people. He'd found no way to control this, two different senses of both curiosity and odd comfort at the feeling of having the other Ego in his lap. "This isn't revenge, darling, this is you having a sugar crash."

"Ahh, boeht it 's rev'nge," Anti softly murmured out, unphased by the sound of his voice growing ever glitchy and the Irish accent that all Septiceye Egos had slowly becoming sloppier. "You've gaht to deal wit sugar crash me. I get to nap and 'ave a cahmfy pellow. Seems kind enooehgh fer rev'nge in me ahpinion." He added on, quietly yawning afterwards before plopping his head back into Dark's chest, seeming to almost affectionately cuddle up to him. Yeah, if he weren't in a sugar crash, that would have confused him as well considering he wasn't an affectionate person in the least.

Complete and utter confusion filled his head as he stared down at the mop of almost electric-green hair that had become most of what he could see of Anti, much confusion filling his face before he sighed and just shook his head. "Ce idiot..." He mumbled to himself, rubbing Anti's back and sides just to help him fall asleep quicker. "You're lucky I deal with this from Wilford all the time..." He mumbled out, closing his eyes and starting to softly rock him back and forth slowly. "...Esti adorabila draga..." He mumbled as he looked down at him, sighing slowly. ["What an idiot..." "You're adorable darling"]

Anti sighed out peacefully, humming lazily as a sign of acknowledgement that he heard what the other Ego had said, even if he didn't immediately understand the language. He only knew English and Irish, after all; he was no Google or Bing who could probably translate those soft-spoken words in zero point two seconds flat, and oh the tiny pang of jealousy he felt due to that fact. In no time at all, surprisingly, Anti was calmly snoozing the day away, subconsciously smiling a little and purring out in his sleep at the feeling of being touched. He had no control over it, much to his misfortune, it was just something that... Happened.

Dark eventually scooped the glitchy ego into his arms and carried him back to Jack's mind, settling him on his bed and sighing as he just watched him for a while. Oh, how badly he wanted to plant a kiss on his temple before leaving...he shook his head and just rubbed at Anti's shoulder before walking off and heading back to his own office. Bing wandered in after a bit, walking up to Anti and poking him curiously.

Anti grumbled in his sleep, unappreciative of being poked and prodded while he tried to peacefully nap. The [i one] time he was perfectly calm was when he was sleeping, who in the right mind would bother him? "Foehck ahff, Dark..." He grumbled out, assuming that it was Dark poking him before attempting to go back to sleep. Though, the chaotic Ego's mind got to thinking. It certainly didn't [i feel] like he was still cuddled up into Dark's chest anymore, but moreso felt like his bed, much to his internal annoyance. Deciding that it wasn't, in fact, Dark poking at him, Anti rolled over onto his side and tiredly pried his eyes open, an unamused scowl on his face. "...What do you need, Bing?"

"Oh sh*bleep*t he woke up-" The half-android cursed out before running out of the room, kinda expecting Anti to follow but hoping he would be too tired to do so. Dark wasn't anywhere to be seen, presumably gone back to Mark's head instead of sticking around. Shame, he was actually pretty warm...and his chest was probably the best pillows Anti had slept on in a while.

Anti tiredly eyed Bing as the half-android Ego ran out of the room, groaning out in annoyance as he slid out of bed. Dark was nowhere to be found, from what he could see, which was a disappointment in and of itself, but to be awoken by another Septic Ego? That didn't fly with him, so Anti shook off his sleepiness and gave chase to Bing. Hey, maybe he could pry information out of him as to where Dark was, or if he had seen him around any time lately, having no clue how long Anti had slept. "Come back 'ere, fucker!" Anti hollered as he ran, radiating with his usual overly chaotic energy almost as if he hadn't been peacefully asleep moments prior.

Bing kept running, tripping a bit before managing to do a flip and continuing to run so that he could hide wherever. "Nooo!" He whined a bit, but got distracted and fell down since there was a bunch of stuff on the floor. He slid a bit as he looked up at Anti, seeming a bit scared of him as he stared up at him quietly. "Don't hurt meeeee-" He whined, covering his face as he swallowed heavily. Bing was terrified of the other Septic Ego, although he was a pretty skittish soul anyways.

Anti grinned, silently thankful, for once, that the floor had been littered with various, trip-hazard things, stepping over a bit before looming above Bing, a dark smile on his face; pun mildly intended. "Oh, no worries, I won't [i kill] you," He started out in an obviously faked and overly sweet voice, pulling a knife from seemingly out of nowhere, eyes gleaming with a threatening green glow. "[i If] you tell me where Dark is."

The android looked up at him with a worried look on his face, whining a bit. "I'm pretty sure he went back to the Iplier Egos' place!" He shifted a bit, sitting up and managing to get to his feet. "You're a damn bully, Anti, you know that?" He huffed, Chase raising an eyebrow nearby. "You say that like you don't go after some of the Iplier Egos with Google, Bingsepticeye." He spoke calmly, causing the android to tense as he huffed. "Shut up-"

Anti rolled his eyes at the both of them, and, much like usual, he wasn't in the mood to deal with either of the two. Then again, the only times he [i would] deal with other people was when either Anti wanted entertainment or if said person was Dark, those being his only exceptions to date. So, rather than shooting another remark to them, Anti merely ran off without a word, determined to get [i proper] payback; considering he couldn't merely sleep apparently; as he hopped through the portals to get to the Iplier Egos' space. By no means was his revenge going to be subtle and calm this time, however, his mercy having been spent while Anti napped. Now filled to the brim with a buzzing chaotic glitch, he crept around, keeping his eyes peeled for the twisted Iplier Ego. "Oh daddy Daaaarrrrrk, where are youuuu?~" He purred out. Again, by no means was he going to be subtle nor calm enacting his revenge for the earlier teasing this time around.

The other Iplier Egos kind of avoided him, even Google, who gave him a raised eyebrow at the nickname that the Septic Ego had for the twisted Ego. "He's in his office." He spoke calmly, deciding that it might just be a good idea to let Dark deal with the glitch instead of dealing with it himself. Dark hadn't heard Anti yet, just scribbling things down on papers and making sure that everything in the Iplier Egos' place was all up to date and good. They didn't particularly need to eat, but Dark had stolen some Chinese food from Mark's fridge anyways. He liked it, what could he say? It was better than starving anyways, which he usually did. He hummed as he took a bite of his food, placing his fork aside and going back to his paperwork.

Anti grinned deviously, greedily accepting the tip from Google with a semi-polite nod of his head as a sign he heard and understood before he scurried off with a slight cackle. It took a second to actually find his way to Dark's office, unused to the Iplier Egos' place as he rarely ever visited unless he was desperately running away from Chase. Cracking the office door open quietly, Anti slid into the room and closed the door behind him, his devious grin only having grown worse by the time he arrived. "Heyyy Darky daddy~" He purred out once more after slipping around and sliding Dark's headphones off; hey, he had to be [i heard] in order to get his teasing payback after all.

The twisted Ego looked up a bit before sighing and looking at the glitchy Ego. "Hello there. You didn't sleep for long, did you?" He spoke quietly, teasing him already as he looked back down to his work to ignore him. Of course, he was privy to all the sounds of the other Egos now, and even if he didn't show it, he was mildly pissed about being forced to listen to the other Egos' idiocy. His eyes glimmered as he glitched, his aura not quite separating yet but slowly getting there as he hummed to himself. "What do you want, Anti?"

"The broken bones and skulls of my enemies, gore, world domination, a german dark chocolate cake, a bat covered in retractable knives, a good fuck, [i revenge], the rest of the Septic Egos to die or become faithful puppets of mine; there's a whole lot I want, we've been over this a few times I believe." Anti listed casually, ignoring the first of the two questions he was asked as he purposefully and forcibly sat on Dark's desk in front of him, not giving two fucks about the paperwork he sat on top of and most likely crumbled in some manner.

"Darling, I was working on those." Dark hummed as he picked Anti up again, pulling him off of his desk before placing him on the floor. "As much as I would love to give you attention, I'm working. I took enough of a break before, I shouldn't have much more." He hummed lightly, looking down at his work again and scribbling a couple of things down on the paper. He was mostly doing this so that he wouldn't focus on the fact that Anti had mentioned wanting one specific thing, one which he'd sometimes thought about giving to him...he shook it off quietly and went back to work with a shaky sigh. [i 'Keep yourself together, Darkiplier.'] A voice scolded in his head.

Anti grumbled out his disapproval as he was set on the floor, sitting down cross-legged and cross-armed where he was sat. If there was one thing all Septic Egos had directly in common with Sean, it was that they knew how to whine and pout excessively well, given each Ego had a slightly moderated version. "You're no fuckin' fun," He hissed out with a whine, glaring up at Dark from where he sat on the floor, grumbling and growling like a pissed feline would, evidently unamused that mere papers were deemed to be more worthy of attention than his chaotic self. Whatever, Anti decided after a moment, turning his back to Dark as he sat and waited, still grumbling like an upset cat.

He rolled his eyes and mumbled something to himself in Romanian, most likely something about how much of a drama queen Anti was as he hummed to himself. He finished up one of the papers before patting Anti's head as if trying to comfort him somehow, as if that was gonna make up for him not fully paying attention to the Septic Ego. "Calm down, Dragă. You sound more and more like a cat every time you do this with me." He chuckled as he looked down at him. "It's adorable, honestly."

"I am [i not] adorable; fuck off," Anti quietly grumbled, gently pushing the hand on his head off of it before turning away more from Dark, if that was even possible. It was no use to try and comfort him when he was certain Dark still had work to do, so he simply gave him the cold shoulder as a weird, indirect way to get him to go back to his paperwork. Did it efficiently make much sense? No, not really. However, it [i was] Anti's way of being ''patient'', or as close to it as one could get from him.

That mildly surprised the twisted Ego, but he chuckled gently and hummed lightly. "Thank you." He hummed out, knowing it would probably confuse the glitchy Ego but feeling the need to thank him for his attempt at patience anyway. Dark quickly finished up what he needed to, then managed to hoist him up into his lap again as he looked him in the eye. "You're surprisingly patient, Dragă. That's nice to know, that you'll wait for something if you really want it. That's good, I'm glad." Somehow he felt like this wasn't a bad thing to do...? He wasn't quite sure how to explain how he felt at the moment.

"Yeah, well, in general, I wait a lot more often than you might think I do; but you're a dick for making me wait in the first place." The glitchy Ego spat out in a voice filled with playful sarcasm, and, of course, the same glitchy Irish accent he always had. He kept his arms folded together, daring to look Dark in the eyes, "What's so important on those papers that you preferred them over me anyways? Wait, I don't even have to [i ask] you," Anti went on, twisting a little while he unfolded his arms, grabbing at the completed paperwork to examine it. Overly intrusive, sure, but what good, apparently cat-like, psychotic Septic Ego would he be if he [i wasn't]?

Dark respectfully pulled the papers out of Anti's hands, giving him a light glare. "They're just things to do with Mark's mental and emotional state, darling, you don't need to look at them." He spoke quietly, and from what Anti could see, he was speaking the truth. The papers were all things to do with Mark, but Dark stood up and put them in a receiving drawer before disappearing. He hummed lightly as he moved to look down at the glitchy Ego on his desk, raising an eyebrow. "And you say that like I wanted to prefer them over you, darling."

"Oh really?" Anti asked, as if it were a challenge of some sorts, raising up one of his own eyebrows as he re-folded his arms together, swinging his legs slightly as he was usually only ever physically comfortable when he was in motion. Well, or cuddling, but he didn't get much of that so he settled with what he could. "It's always paperwork this, your appearance that, or even talk about the other Iplier Egos' problems, considering they go to you oftentimes for assistance, and yada yada; you're like a yappy, workaholic dog. So, are you [i sure] 'bout that? It really doesn't seem that way to me," He huffed, that time actually sprouting a fair challenge, albeit in a playful tone, too caught up glitching out to notice that he spilt a fair bit on how closely he actually paid attention to the words that the twisted Ego told him.

He raised an eyebrow at him before sighing quietly. "SOMEONE has to do it around here, and it's not like I can trust Google to do it." He spoke out, crossing his arms at him in an attempt to defend himself from the allegations. It wasn't like he [i wanted] to ignore him all the time, but he felt like he needed to work on what he needed to work on before he should even think about having some sort of fun time with people. That much was evident from how little people saw of him since he was always working.

Anti sighed out as he hung his head, mumbling about how he didn't mean for his claims to be taken too seriously, taking a moment to mumble his complaints out before looking up and once again daring to look Dark in the eyes. "You're only proving my point that you're a workaholic, [i hun]," He stated in an overly sweet tone that one might even call artificial, an unamused expression painted on his face. Anti slid off the desk and walked up to the other Ego, "You need to have some fun every once in a while. Beat somebody's skull in or something! Loosen up a bit, let your emotions run [i wild], like a tiger! Rawr!~" Anti stated, making cat paws with his hands as he laughed.