Anti waves at the three silently, bursting into a fit of giggles when the Jims introduce themselves. He quickly covers his mouth with his tiny hands, trying to keep as quiet as possible. He's trying to stay hidden, like a ghost! He takes a seat beside Issac, his dragon close at his side.

"Hi." Anti whispers, another small giggle escaping him. "I'm Anti. Trying to be quiet. Hiding from daddy." He grins and giggles again. It was just too much fun to hide! He used to hide a lot back at the lab. He would use his powers to teleport into vents and other small spaces where no one could find him for a long time.

Anti eyes Issac curiously. "Friend?" He wonders aloud. Surely he could trust the other boy, seeing as they're around the same age, at least he thinks so. "Wan' help me hide from daddy?" He giggles, this time using his dragon to cover his face and muffle his voice.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Darkiplier gives a nod of his head in response to Wilford's reassuring words. "Thank you, Wil." He mutters, looking around at the egos surrounding the table. Once he's certain that no one is looking his way, he brings his head down to press a quick kiss to the top of his partner's head. Quickly, he moves away from Wil afterwards, nervously clearing his throat. "Right. Off I go." He nods to himself before turning away from other egos and sauntering out of the dining room, heading upstairs to his personal office.

The mysterious and brooding ego can't help but immediately think about Issac as soon as he's left the room. He shouldn't be so nervous to leave the boy in a room without him being there to supervise, but Issac is surrounded by the other egos right now. What's the worst that could happen? Well...bad things have happened before, but surely Issac will be kept safe. He has to be, otherwise Dark will snap the necks of anyone who dares to hurt his child.

Anti tumbles into the dining room and immediately heads under the table. It's fairly loud in the room, with all of the housemates talking to each other simultaneously, but it's actually quite calming to listen to them converse. Anti spots the familiar toddler from earlier; he can't remember the boy's name, but he had seen him before. Shyly, he waddles up and approaches, his dragon toy still in hand. "H-Hi." Anti stutters shyly as he looks to Issac, who appears to be interacting with two older boys who look...very similar. It's honestly hard to tell the two apart.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

//Meh. Alright!

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Henrik can only hum softly and nods his head when Edward states that Anti had not been given a good childhood. The German doctor had wondered about that himself, but never considered asking the glitch. He didn't want to be murdered for asking a simple question, which is exactly what would have happened. Adult Anti has a tough exterior, with an insecure mind and a sensitive heart. It was very rare for anyone to see Anti's emotions bubble to the surface. To see him so happy now..it's a shock, to say the least.

Anti plays by himself for a good ten minutes or so before he decides that he's gotten bored. Blocks can be fun and all, but eventually, when you don't have anyone else to play with, anything can become basic and useless. He drags his new favorite stuffed dragon behind him as he waddles around the living room, occasionally taking a tumble before picking himself right back up. He can hear the voices coming from the dining room and decides that it's worth checking out. He plans on making a game out of it, though, to see how long he can sneak around before anyone spots him. He'll be a little ghost! And ghosts are cool.

Dark slowly nods at Wilford's response, turning his attention away from his psychotic partner as Jameson, along with the help of the Googles, brings in tonight's meal for everyone. That's when he realizes that, since Issac is doing so well and having a good time on his own, Dark is better off going and working on some important documents that he needs to catch up on while he has time to do so. With a soft sigh, he stands up from the table and adjusts his suit while cracking his neck to the side. "I must head to my office." He states to Wilford. "You call me the second something goes wrong." He does trust his partner enough to alert him if any danger makes itself known. And even if Wilford can't contact him personally, the other egos will find a way to get his attention.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Dark's expression doesn't change in the slightest as he listens to his husband's tale about his busy day. He immediately knows where this story's going, though his listens intently, wanting to ensure that his partner didn't leave any major traces of this man. When Wilford finishes his story, Dark sighs deeply, fingers rubbing the bridge of his nose as he shakes his head with frustration.

"Please tell me you cleaned up after the incident this time." Dark mutters under his breath. He doesn't need to risk Issac hearing about Wilfor murdering a man, though the toddler seems to be preoccupied by the Jims still. "We have a child in the Manor, Wil. This is the one time I am begging you to keep yourself and our home free of blood and corpses." He growls quietly under his breath as he meets his lover's gaze.

"Hey, you never know with Anti." Henrik says to Dr.Iplier in response as the two walk side by side to the dining room. "I was expecting him to find his knife and demand that we turn him back, or else he'd slit all our throats!" He sighs and shakes his head from side to side. "I've seen him do too many bad things to trust him. Even in this form." When his teleportation sneezes are mentioned, Henrik laughs heartily, his chest bouncing lightly. "Ahh, he still did that as an adult! I was asked to keep quiet about it, but apparently when he gets nervous he loses some control." He smirks and rolls his eyes. "He's always fine in the end, though. I wouldn't worry too much."

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Anti finally looks up from his blocks when Edward says his name. He finally notices the other man in the room and looks between the two before slowly nodding his head. He's not about to tell daddy that he should stay here when he needs to eat! Besides, he'll be fine on his own. He's been on his own before, just not since he's been with daddy.

"You go!" Anti says, gently placing a hand on Edward's arm and looking up at him. "Will make da bigges' tower!" He exclaims with a giggle before looking away from his daddy and returning to his work.

Henrik looks at his fellow doctor with an eyebrow raised and his arms crossed over his chest. "Seriously?" He chuckles as he shakes his head from side to side. "Well, whatever makes him happy, I suppose. At least he isn't trying to murder anyone." He gestures for Edward to follow him as he starts to walk out of the living room. "Come along then, doctor. Since Marvin and Jackie aren't home, there's extra food waiting for us for once."

Dark's aura immediately fades back to it's normal wavy form when Wilford shows him exactly where Issac is. He takes a deep, long sigh of relief as he watches the toddler interact with the Jims. He seems to be alright on his own, for now, at least. He decides to not gain the toddler's attention, to instead let him continue to interact with the twins.

"Ah. Nothing to worry about then." Dark says as he stands up straight and adjusts his suit jacket. He would attend dinner himself, but the man hasn't had to eat to survive in years. He'll still sit at the table beside his husband, since Issac is here. He doesn't mind conversing with other adults right now, anyway.

"How has your day been, love?" Dark asks Wil as he sits down, reaching over and holding his hand. As long as Warfstache doesn't make a big deal out of it, Dark doesn't mine offering physical affection. He just doesn't like the others seeing him be affectionate. It ruins his reputation.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Dark turns around to face Issac, only to find that the toddler who had once been following him is now no where to be seen. With wide eyes and his mouth open in silent shock, he whips his head around, looking left and right for any sign of his boy. "Issac?" He calls out, beginning to walk around in search of the boy in question.

He starts to grow worried when he can't immediately find him, his aura flaring up violently. "Issac?!" He calls out again, his voice deeper and booming this time. He walks back towards the dining room fearfully, silently hoping that the boy did not even consider going in there. When he storms into the room, the table seems to die down, most of the men falling silent.

Dark immediately makes his way over to Wilford, trusting his husband to tell him where the boy is. If anyone has seen Issac, it's going to be the pink-obsessed psycho that he chose to marry. "Warfstache." He says firmly as he walks up and stand behind his lover. "Where's the boy?" He asks, gritting his teeth impatiently. His voice echoes through the room. He was panicked.

Anti squirms impatiently with excitement as he watches Edward grab the box of building blocks and places them down on the floor. He squeaks happily as he immediately reaches into the box and grabs a block. He grabs them based on color instead of letters or numbers that are carved into them.

He places a red one down, before grabbing a blue one and stacking it on top of the first block. As he continues this process, he occasionally glances over at his daddy, wanting him to be amazed by his building skills. He even puts his dragon to the side so he can completely focus on stacking the blocks, already having five all neatly placed together.

At the same time he's trying to build, Henrik Schneeplestein comes into the living room, hoping to retrieve his fellow doctor for dinner. Lucky for Anti, he isn't dressed in his lab attire, instead dawning a simple white sweater and a pair of jeans. "Zhere you are, Mein Freund! I vwas vwondering if you vwere going to show up to dinner anytime zoon!" He exclaims, looking between Edward and Anti. At this point, all of the Septics were aware of the current situation, after Marvin went crying to each of them about his struggle. "Is everyzhing going vwell? You know I can take zhim off your hands for a while if you need me to." Henrik says, gesturing to the toddler.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Anti loves the feeling of his new dragon friend's soft fluffy fur. He knows that dragons don't normally have fur; they have scales! But he loves how soft this one is. It may not compare to the softness and the comfort he feels when he cuddles up to his beloved bunny, but the dragon is definitely a close second. Anti snaps out of his thoughts, squeaking happily when his daddy stands up and carries him. Nothing, not even his bunny, could compare to the warmth of daddy's embrace.

Anti continues to make the 'beep' noise and to bounce his toy around until he gets tired, eventually just hugging his dragon close quietly. "Like to make noise". He mutters. But now he's thinking about the toys that are waiting for him. Blocks sound like so much fun right now! He can't wait to show daddy how good his block building skills are.

"You want me to show you around?" Dark hums in response after Issac exclaims, saying he wants to explore. "I suppose we can do that." He nods, gesturing for the toddler to follow him along as he wanders past the living room and the kitchen. Across from the kitchen is a dining room, where the other egos are starting to gather for dinner. He walks right past the room, not wanting Issac to be frightened by the crowd of other egos. He instead walks past all of that to a set of doors that leads out into the backyard.

"Here we are." He hums as he opens one of the doors, letting a cool breeze fly into the warm and cozy manor. "This is the backyard. We do happen to have a trampoline and a swing set." The trampoline was put in for the Jims last years, after they begged for it for Christmas. The swing set has been here for much longer, and is somehow still in great condition.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Dark once again chuckles softly as Issac's excitement. He wasn't expecting such a reaction, after telling him that he doesn't have to wear pants. Though he imagines that, if he were in the toddler's situation, he too would be happy to go without pants.

"You want socks?" He asks upon hearing Issac's exclamation. He looks through the box of clothes before finding a pair of nice fuzzy socks in the same shade of blue as Issac's sweater.

"Here we are. These will keep your feet nice and warm." He then helps the boy put his socks on. "Are you all set and ready to play now?" He asks. "What should we do first? Where do you wanna go?" He's curious to see what Issac plans on doing.

Anti squeaks happily when Edward offers to carry him, sucking on his pacifier as he reaches his arms out towards his daddy in response. "Uppie!" He says with excitement. He loved being held close to his caretaker. It takes him feel safe and warm.

When Edward says he can take one of his friends with him, Anti immediately reaches and grabs his new dragon friend. "Beep!" He makes a nose as he presses the plush against the adult's shoulder, giggling to himself. "Beep! Beep! Beep!" He repeats the nose as he continues to gently poke Edward's arms and shoulders.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Anti leans into Edward's touch when the man begins to comb his fingers through his hair, making him purr softly at how comforting it feels. He hums in thought as his daddy gives him ideas for things they could do. "No draw." He shakes his head almost immediately at that idea. He doesn't like having to sit and do one thing for a long period of time.

When blocks are mentioned, he does lift his head almost instantly to look up at Edward with a newfound excitement. "Blocks!" He squeaks happily. He knows what blocks are! Those are one of the few things he got to have in the lab. Kids would trade toys and he often got blocks or, in that one situation, his stuffed bunny that he now keeps for himself.

Dark chuckles softly at Issac's excitement, watching fondly as the golden-eyed boy digs through the box, finding something to wear. He takes note of how Issac seems to pay attention to textures and patterns. That intrigues him. Perhaps certain textures really bother him? That would explain the fit he had with the shorts.

He watches Issac pick out a sweater and throw it on, clapping softly at the little boy's decision. "What an excellent choice." He says with a smile. "Now, if you'd prefer, you can go without pants for now." He only says this because the sweater is big enough on Issac to go below his waist anyways. But he'll let the toddler decide what he wants to do.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Dark lowers his hand, deciding that either Issac chose to ignore his high five or doesn't know what a high five is. He shrugs it off for now, standing up and following the toddler over to the boxes. He notices Issac looking for the box full of clothes, but he can't seem to find it on his own. Dark does so searching and finds the box, piled up on top of a few other boxes.

"Ah, here's what you're looking for." Dark says as he picks up the box and places it down on the ground for Issac to reach. He opens it up and gasps enthusiastically, smiling at the boy standing with him. "Wow, look at all these options! So many colors and patterns." He hums. "It's your choice to make. But I think it all looks very nice." He then falls silent so Issac can fully focus on picking out whatever he wants to bundle up in.

Though Anti does feel a little tired, he shakes his head back and forth in response to Edward's question. "No." He mumbles from behind his pacifier. "Wan' do..do somethin wif daddy" He says as he reaches out and wraps a hand around his caretaker's fingers, smiling behind his pacifier and giggling softly. He seems to have completely forgotten that, just a few short hours ago, Edward was a stranger to him. He only sees the man as his daddy now. And he loves his daddy more than anything or anyone he's ever known.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Anti looks away from the ceiling when his daddy speaks to him, sitting up from his laid down position to investigate the object in his hand. "For me?" He says, just to be sure before slowly taking the pacifier and examining it while it lies in the palm of his hand. After a long moment, he pops the pacifier in his mouth and begins to suck on it, nodding his head and squeaking happy. "S'good." He mutters from behind the soother. Something about sucking on the pacifier is very comforting and makes him feel safe. In fact, it helps him feel calmer.

Dark watches without blinking or daring to turn his head away as Issac makes his way down the stairs. The adult ego himself makes his way to the very bottom of the stairs before waiting on Issac, a proud smile on his face before the toddler even finishes the last step. He applauds the toddler as soon as he climbs off the stairs, a genuine feeling of pride swelling up in his chest.

"Yes! Yes, you did do it! Excellent job!" Dark praises, bending down to Issac's level and offering a high five. "I'm so proud of you." He uses his other hand to pet the boy's hair.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Dark nods at Issac's suggested idea to climb down the stairs. "Alright. You can climb down. Let me get ahead of you, in case I still need to catch you." He says, taking the first few steps down. "Alright. Come along." He gestures for Issac to begin climbing down the staircase, watching his every move without blinking, not wanting to miss any possible injury or accident that may occur.

"You're doing very well." Dark praises once Issac begins to climb down the stairs. "You're alright. I've got you. Don't focus on my, focus on where you're going." He talks to Issac the whole time, hoping to keep him focused and determined on making it to the bottom of the steps.

Anti nods as he lies down for his daddy, staring up at the ceiling with two fingers popped into his mouth. He imagines that there's stars on the ceiling and pretends to point up at different stars, even though there's really nothing there. He babbles nonsense to himself that only he seems to be able to understand, occasionally giggling at his own words and kicking his little legs with excitement.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Anti follows his daddy back to his room, where he puts his dragon down slowly and carefully so he can start to undress himself. The clothes were so big on him, it was easy to throw everything off. He takes a sigh of relief once everything he had once been wearing is thrown to the floor, revealing his pale skin underneath. The boy was terribly skinny, to the point where his ribs piled through his chest. He has a scar over his chest and a few bruises across the arms. He doesn't seem to really notice them, though.

"Ah, yes, you must be freezing, huh?" Dark frowns as he watches Issac shiver. "Poor baby. Come, let's find something nice and warm for you to wrap up in. I'll even let you choose what you'd like to wear this time." He trusts Issac to follow him as he exits the bathroom, occasionally looking back to make sure that the toddler is able to keep up with him and doesn't wander too far away. He worries about Issac making it down the stairs, so once they reach the staircase, he offers his hand to the boy. "Can you at least hold my hand while we go down the stairs. I want to be able to catch you if you trip and fall." He explains to Issac.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

When Issac calls him weird, Dark chuckles and nods. "I'm aware." He says with a smile. "Everyone in the Manor thinks I'm too scary. They won't talk to me. You, however..you've talked to me all day. And I thank you for that." He says, keeping his arms around Issac in a gentle but protective hold.

After a long moment, Dark lets the boy go. "Alright, let's get out of this bathroom and go find something fun to do, yeah?" He says, helping Issac off his lap before standing up with a groan. "Just..try to stay away from strangers. I don't want anyone to scare you. Not everyone is..very friendly, at first."

Anti looks up at his daddy when he finally makes it up the stairs and follows him. He smiles and nods without really thinking about what he's agreeing to, simply enjoying the freedom of moving around. "Okay, daddy!" He squeaks. He moves to follow behind Edward instead, holding on to the leg of his pants as he waddles behind him. "Love you." He mumbles softly as he looks at his caretaker from behind. He then shoves the paw of his dragon friend into his mouth, sucking on it quietly.

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.

Anti giggles when Edward asks if he can walk alongside him. "Got better idea." He mutters, scooping his stuffed toy into his arms and holding it close before doing his signature sneeze and teleporting to the top of the stairs. He at least has some control over where he ends up when he teleports. "Did it!" He says before standing up and waddling down the hall. He's very slow and does fall down occasionally, but he's fine overall and doesn't hurt himself.

Once he's settled down, Dark helps Issac remove the shorts, quickly tossing the fabric to the side. "See? You're okay now." He smiles warmly and nods. He listens to the toddler's words before his smile fades. He gently scoops the boy up and places him on his lap, gently hugging him. "Trust me, Issac. I am your friend." He says softly as he rubs the boy's back. "I care about you and I want to protect you."

//The start of my RP with @emptynarration //

It all happened so quickly.

Earlier that morning, Marvin stood up at the breakfast table and announced that he wanted to hold a magic show in the Manor theater. Of course, with Dark as the leader of the household, he had every right to say no. But, the fused ego has to admit that he finds it amusing to watch the magician fail. So, he insisted upon everyone meeting in the theatre after breakfast.

He sat in one of the rows further away from the stage with his husband Wilford Warfstache at his side. He should have know things were going to go horribly wrong when Marvin finally appeared on stage and asked the only two egos in the front row, Anti and Host, to be his volunteers for a new trick.

Dark was expecting this new trick to be something stupid and pointless, like making one of the egos disappear and reappear, or a stupid card game that's based purely on luck. But no. Marvin used actual dark magic this time instead of his normal capabilities. Dark watched with fear in the back of his mind as Marvin pulled out a wand and pointed it at Anti and Host. A puff of smoke surrounds the stage for a long moment. When it finally clears...

Anti and Host are not the egos they used to be.