Oliver moves to shield Anti as Host steps through the rubble
of the ruined attic towards a kneeling Author. Blood streaks down Author’s
cheeks freely, and the smell of it fills the whole room. Anti trembles beneath
Oliver who tries to whisper soothing things in his ear, but Ollie is watching
the Host with wide, yellow eyes.
Host comes to a stop just a step away from the Author and
sighs. Author claws at his cheeks and bares his teeth. “How could you—how could
you do this to me?”
Host sighs. “How could you think that you could fool
Author grits his teeth. His hands and arms shake with pain
and fury and hatred, hatred for the Host. “You. Are. Not. Me.”
The Host reaches forward a hand, resting it on the Author’s
shoulder and kneeling down in front of him. “Yes, I am.” Golden light breaks
between them like the dawn, and it’s so bright that Ollie is forced to look
away. When it fades and Oliver looks back, only the Host remains, and he
stands. “Let’s go home.”
Host narrates them back into the building, and disappears
into his library with only a whispered, “The Host returns everyone’s memories
to the way they were. Please inform them that the Host will need some time to
himself,” before the door swings shut behind him.
Oliver takes Anti to one of the empty living quarters to get
cleaned up. “Take a hot shower for as long as you need to, and I’ll get you a
change of clothes, alright?” Anti doesn’t speak, but he does nod and disappear
into the bathroom like he will at least attempt to get a shower. So Oliver
leaves him to find some clothes and possibly some food.
When he returns, however, Anti still hasn’t gotten out of
the shower. Oliver is going to leave the food and clothes in the bathroom in order to find his
brothers, but when he turns to leave through the bedroom, they’re waiting for him in the door. Red and
Green immediately run to him, sandwiching him into a hug as Google hangs back
in the door. Oliver blushes and ducks his head. “I didn’t want to do
it, but I had to so that you’d all be safe.”
Google walks up and ruffles Ollie’s hair. “One of these days
you’re going to have to let us do some of the saving. You’re making us look
bad, little brother.”
Red and Green break away from hugging Oliver when Anti steps
out of the bathroom wearing one of Green’s old shirts over some shorts. He sees
the four of them standing there, staring at him and starts to panic. Oliver
rushes over to him and puts an arm around his shoulders in hopes of reassuring
him before turning back to his brothers. “Anti is the one who saved me. The
Author tried to force him to kill me, but he managed to resist.” Oliver looks
to Blue specifically. “He’s the reason I’m alive.”
Google looks from Oliver to Anti and nods to the glitch.
“Thank you. I’ve seen the Author’s handiwork before, and I know what that can
do to a person. And I know that my brothers and I aren’t all as welcoming as
Oliver, but you have our sincerest gratitude.”
Red and Green both nod, and Oliver’s smile only grows wider
as Green walks over with a raised eyebrow, flicking his eyes from Anti’s face
to the green shirt. “Sorry,” he says with a smirk, “but I don’t think you could
cut it as the Green Google, just saying.”
Anti blinks and smiles a little before asking quietly, “Do
they make ‘em in black?”
Red crosses his arms over his chest and grins. “I guess we
could make that happen.”
Anti glances over at Oliver who is bouncing up and down at
this point. “Welcome to the family, buddy!” He pulls Anti into another hug as
the other Googles, even Blue, join in. And for once, Anti feels so happy he
could almost burst.
(Wow, cutie pies, I have loved writing this story so, so
much. Each time I posted a new chapter, I was just itching to write and post
the next one for you guys to see! I hope that you enjoyed this little
adventure, and feel free to ask for any little extensions to it, any questions
that you might have. I certainly would be happy to keep writing some more for
this story arc!)
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