A̧͠lw̵ay̴ś ̸̨͡W̧͘͝a͝t͞c̴͟h͝i͜͏n̸g̨

“Hilarious…” dark says with a sigh. “But you do like it? I want to ensure my favorite glitch enjoys it.”

Mireya just let Anti have his grand and scary rant. His mockery wasn’t appreciated, but she was used to it. He was either amazing fun, or he was like this, and he was clearly sulking over the state of the night. Maybe the next time she saw him, he’d be more chipper. “I haven’t seen them in a long time.” She replied at the mention of the other egos, finishing off her collection of the sweets. “And they’re not as cool as you, anyway.”

Actually, Marvin could do magic and Chase was a better play mate, but she knew Chase had a tendency to drink. She could smell it on him, and given her roots, Mireya knew the signs of an adult who drank alcohol often. It made her nervous. Still, she knew Anti disliked others being favoured over him, so he probably appreciated her only visiting him anyway.

( glitch error glitch ) Anti smirked at the comment. No one had seen the others for some time now, he’d made sure of that. They were all busy, dealing with their own problems...some of which were caused by the demon himself. P͢at̨͡h̴́et̛́͠i͟͠ç ҉P̸̸u͢p͜͢p͜͜e̶̷ts̷͝. Surely the doc must be busying himself  searching for Jameson. 

Dark smirks at the laughter. While it was never hard to make the demon laugh, when it was caused by Dark, it stroked his ego.

“I’ve been making new business deals. Keeping Wilford in line… finding a new suit.” He gestured to the white outfit.

The laughter slows to quiet chuckles, Anti practically  v i b r a t i n g  with energy. He’s bouncing on the balls of his feet, imagining what sorts of mischief Dark must have stopped Wilford from getting in to. Such a shame.