this christmas ; chase brody
inspired by @thedarkenedkeeper ‘s post on anti and chase . please don’t hate if i do the ‘lowercase aesthetic’ wrong, i am just doing this for fun!
“hey chase!” jack smiled. chase just got the news saying he was going to see his kids on christmas day, which is two weeks away.
“hey, jack!” chase grinned. he fixed his cap as jack sat down.
“how are you doing?” jack asked, tucking his legs underneath him.
“i’m great! so excited to see my kids.” chase nodded happily.
“you?” he looked back at jack. jack smiled.
“i’m good, anti hasn’t come around for awhile, though. it’s concerning.” he frowned. chase shrugged.
“take up the opportunity. record while you can.” he said.
“good idea.” jack nodded in agreement. chase rubbed his nose and left the room, getting some tea.
“̶h̨ello, ch̢áse̶~̀”̷ a familiar glitchy voice chirped. chase jumped, turning around.
“oh, hello anti.” he smiled sheepishly. anti played around with his knife, smiling evilly.
“w͡h̴at,͝ n̵ót goin̛g ̨to͝ ͏t͢a͞l̸ķ to̧ me?“ queried anti. chase took a deep breath, and nodded.
“what would you like to talk about?” he asked, putting water in a tea kettle. anti frowned.
“i͡'̸m ̷n̛ot g̨o͡i͝n͜g͏ t̢o̡ ̡pl͟ay͞ ̕y̸o͟ur litt̡le̛ ̀ga̵m͠e,̕ t̷h̨er̡e ̷cha͞se͢y ̷boy͝~” he grumbled. chase looked at him, puzzled.
“what? i’m not playing any games.” chase assured him. anti rolled his eyes.
“̷i ҉wan̸t to ţa̛l̴k abo͡ưt͜ ͞y̛o̕ur fr̡ie͏n̶d thèr̀e̴,͏ ̷s̷c̴hneeples̡t҉e͝in͡~̸" chase froze in his tracks, remembering what happened four months ago.
“don’t you dare!” chase snapped. anti smirked.
“͜h͠it҉ ͝a̸ n͝e̷rve͡,̛ d̛i̕dn̸'͜ţ ̷i? ̷you̡ k͢now, he d̨i̷d d̛e̸s͝erve͠ it̢.͘ ҉a͝ft̷er̛ all͢,͠ h͘e̶ ͏faiļe͏d͟ ҉t̛o ̕save͢ ͡h̵i̡m.“ anti pointed to jack, who was watching television, smiling and laughing at times. chase narrowed his eyes at anti.
“you need to go. i don’t need the memories of you murdering my friend! he was like a brother to me.” he growled.
“í did̴n̨'̕t ̧mu̕rd̡e͡r͠ ͡h̵im̧.̵ ̷h̵e̶ ̷s҉im̀ply͟.̶.. ͏wal͠ke͘d̨ in̢t̕o m̴y̶ ̸k͜n̢i͝f̴e̕."͡ anti joked.
“go.” chase warned.
“̵wha͢t͡ a͞r̀e҉ y̸ou ͟g̛o͡i̡ng ţo ͘do̧?̨ y͠o̴u'r̕e ̛a͏ father̢.̧"͠ anti growled. chase ignored him, jumping when the steam started hissing. he took the kettle off, making his tea.
“̡fin͞e.̕ s̵u͏it ͢y͞o̸uŗself̷~́"͞ anti went to glitch away, but thought for a moment. he smirked.
“hav҉e͞ fun on ch͜rist͘m̵as d̸a̛ý~͘” he left before chase could react. chase sighed, going back into the living room with his tea.
alright! that is the first chapter. yes, i know, i leave it at a bad ending, but i don’t usually write like this. so yeah, have fun reading this.