He was muttering to himself, tugging his arms sometimes, even though it didn’t do anything.

‘If you get worried’ that’s what Dark had said to Marvin when he’d given the magician this number. Not that Marvin was worried. It had only been three weeks, he’d been gone longer before. Definitely not worried, he thought as he fiddled with the sleeve of his hoodie, triple-checking he’d typed the number in right. Taking a breath, he pressed the call button and raised the phone to his ear as it began to ring.

             “.... got a light, sweetheart?” Penny questions in a deep rumble of words. He naturally made an effort to keep it low since he hated how HIGH pitched it could be. Though perhaps he was a little to closer to her, leaning over and staring at her with big blue eyes.

     A wet hand darts up to wrap around her neck, it’s covered in black sludge like the rest of him. Black eyes simply stare into her, she wasn’t dead, human? She seemed familiar, he doesn’t speak. He just stares at her waiting for her to say something.

Brent grinned, giving Amy’s ass another squeeze. “Is that so? Maybe I should just keep doing it then.” He chuckled.

Anti could hardly remember the last time someone had rubbed his lamp and called for him. He practically forgot what it was like to have human interaction, to speak to other people and to do what he was created to do; grant wishes. He sat alone in his lamp, bored out of his mind for years, neglected and forgotten. Anti the genie was nothing but a whispered name in the wind that slowly died down until he was nothing but history, or hardly even existing anymore. He grew grumpy, angry at the world that tossed him aside like he was nothing, stuck in his lamp until he was called for again. He was upset and hurt, though he would never outright say it because he was far too stubborn. It was just another regular day, Anti was humming to himself while throwing a bouncy ball against the wall of his lamp when suddenly, he began to feel something... Someone was rubbing his lamp. @peeblcs

Anti giggled, glitching slightly, hugging the pillow tight to his chest and grinning. “Min͞e ̵n̨o̧ẁ!”