Jackie lunged towards Anti only for Marvin to wave his hand, making him fly through the air towards a wall.

The loud bang as he hit the wall made them all cringe but it didn't seem to hurt Jackie. He stood back up, shaking off the tingles from Marvin's magic.

He them waved his own arms around dramatically, "THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!"

"Well if you'd shut up and LISTEN!" Marvin spouted equally as dramatic.

Jackie waited for the answer, gesturing violently to the mini terror on the couch.

Marvin whined, "I accidentally bumped into him on the street and accidentally turned him into a kid, okay!? It was an accident!"

"A lot of accidents in that!" Jackie ridiculed him, "And you brought him HERE because-?!"

'What was he supposed to do with him? Leave him on the street scared and confused?' Jameson asked.

"SCARED?!" Jackie laughed outright, "The last thing he'd be is fucking scared! He'd probably just adapt to it in seconds and use it to his advantage to steal more!"

"Anyway" Chase intervened, "Marv brought him here. Better than him getting in trouble out there. You wanted him anyway, right?"

The hero just scoffed, "You all KNOW this isn't what I wanted. But what are you gonna do when he wakes up, hm? Thought of that yet? What if he-"

"Actually, he already has once" Henrik informed him, "Then promptly fainted after seeing himself in the mirror"

"After cussing at all of us" Chase added, "But that's not the point. The point is-"

"THE POINT IS" Jackie stopped him, "We've just let a killer in our own home. How are we going to make sure he doesn't murder us all in our sleep?"

Marvin gestured to the cuffs, "Those. Temporarily, anyway. We'll see how it goes when he-"

A grumbled interrupted them and Jackie was alerted to Anti's small voice, his little body tossing and turning on the couch uncomfortably.

Chase rubbed the back of his neck nervously as Anti slowly started to wake up again.

Henrik cleared his throat, drawing Anti's attention a little as his mind cleared.

The small glitch peered open his eyes but promptly shut them again tightly.

'Maybe if I don't look at them, they'll think I'm still asleep-'

"Ah! Anti, you are awake!" Henrik spoke loudly, "Ve were just talking about the predicament we are under vith you"

Giving up, Anti opened his eyes and glared at the doctor. And then he looked around and glared at everyone else.

Until he spotted Jackie and he nearly panicked. Anti hopped off the couch with a light grunt and tried to glitch his way out. . . . .

But nothing happened. He tried again.

Nothing.

"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK!?"

Chase whopped him at the back of his head, "Mind your fooking language!"

"FUCK YOU!"

Chase whopped him again.

"Ow! Quit it!" Anti tried to rub his head only to realize his hands were in strange glowing cuffs. And then it made sense. He directed his glare over to Marvin, "You did this to me. . . FUCKING ASSHOLE! I'M GONNA FOOKING KI-"

Jackie suddenly had him up in the air face to face with him, holding him by the front of his baggy shirt, "You were saying?"

Jackie's angry tone of voice usually wouldn't bother Anti. In fact, he usually found it amusing.

Right now, however, with being so small and vulnerable, it wasn't too fun. Anti almost felt scared of him but he held in his whimper.

"You try and lay a finger on any of them . . .. see what happens, glitch bitch"

Chase wanted to correct him but let it go for now.

Jackie continued, "You try anything while you're here . .. I don't CARE that you're a child right now" he leaned in a bit closer to where Anti could see his green eyes flaring dangerously, "I'll kill you"

Imagining Anti got the point, Jackie dropped him onto the floor, making the smaller yelp softly.

But it would take a lot more to burn off Anti's spunk and he muttered quietly to himself, "Asshole"

Jackie was tempted on kicking him until Marvin got in his way, "Okay! Now that THAT'S settled!"

"Nothing's settled yet, actually" Henrik corrected, "Ve still need to figure out where he'll sleep, who vill watch him, take care of him etc."

"I'll do that" Chase waved it off, "With those cuffs, how hard can it be? He's like a normal kid now"

Anti looked as if he'd bite at Chase's ankles for that.

"For fucks sake, he's not actually a kid, Chase! This is Anti we're talking about here!" Jackie yelled again, "The sooner you guys see that, the better. No one let their guard down around him. He's still just a piece of shit street-trash"

Jameson shoved Jackie lightly, 'Don't talk that way in front of the child!' of course Jameson meant it jokingly but Jackie didn't find it funny.

"When I get out of these cuffs, I'll-"

"You'll what?" Marvin asked him, "Attack us? Run away? You can't go anywhere by yourself or else you'll be thrown into foster care or a jail for children knowing how you are."

"PLUS" Chase continued, "You'll have a warm bed, food and people looking out for you. Doesn't that count for anything?"

Anti stared at him as if he were crazy, "What, you guys think I've been living in an alley or something?! I have a fooking apartment! And my rent is due! I don't need you assholes 'taking care' of me! I can take care of myself!" he stomped his foot to show how pissed he was.

' . . . . How about I cook up some dinner?' Jameson suggested out of the blue, 'Anyone hungry?'

"Hey how long am I fucking stuck like this anyway!? Come to think of it, what the fook happened in the first place?! No one's explained that yet! Fooking assholes!"

"Watch the language!"

"You're not my fooking dad, Brody!"

Jackie hated this. This whole thing was just going off the rails but yet none of them cared but him, it seemed. They were intent on treating Anti like a child. Not that Jackie didn't see the irony in it. Anti had always been childish but they didn't need this drama hell in their lives right now.

Jackie watched as Marvin explained to Anti about the spell. Something that he was on his way home thinking about the spell when he bumped into him and it happened. Luckily, the spell was supposed to wear off on its own, though. The bad thing, however . . . . they didn't know how long that would take.

And that worried Jackie. What would happen if Anti played the part acting like the defenseless child he looked to be? He knew that Chase would most likely be affected the worst since his kids are about the same age that he looked. Jameson was already a sweetheart and Marvin seemed to look as if he wanted to make it up to Anti and want to treat him better than he deserved. And Henrik was a father just the same as Chase.

It looked that if Anti were to stay, then Jackie would be the only one with a clear head to keep him in his place.

The hero watched as Anti pouted. Honestly, though, he did look kind of funny. He looked like a child who had gotten caught trying on his parents clothes.

"He needs new clothes" Jackie piped up, his arms crossed in his thoughts.

Anti briefly looked at the cuffs but Jackie caught it.

Chase grinned suddenly, "I still have some of Sammy's clothes in my room for when he spends the night! Anti can borrow those!"

The glitch looked mortified but the others found amusement in his mild fear.

But Jackie had one thing in mind, "Just keep the cuffs on him. Don't take them off"

"But how are we supposed to get other clothes on?" Chase made a valid point, "It'd be impossible"

Jackie merely gestured to Marvin, "Did you forget about magic already?"

'We can't keep him cuffed forever' Jameson gave him a sad look but the hero wouldn't budge.

"No. And also, hold on a second" Jackie walked over to him. Anti cringed slightly as he got closer but there was no where to go. Instead, he side-stepped behind Chase just a LITTLE.

"Turn around"

"No!" Anti was confused, 'Why does he want me to turn around? What's he gonna do? Fucking pervert-'

But Jackie just moved Chase away and forcibly turned Anti around himself.

"Hey stop! Don't touch me, you weirdo!"

Jackie delved into one of Anti's back pockets to take out his shiny knife.

'Oh shit, I forgot about that' Anti thought to himself.

"NOW you guys can get him changed into appropriate clothes. And THIS stays with ME"

Anti was pissed off but let Jackie take it for now, 'I'll get it back later somehow. They can't watch me ALL the time!'

With little more to say, Chase and Marvin took Anti upstairs to Chase's room in search of his son's clothes for him to wear.

"Better not be fooking super heroes or power rangers."

"Be grateful we're even letting you stay with us" Marvin rolled his eyes, "Could've stuffed you in the basement"

Chase gave him a disappointed look and Marvin waved it off.

"Anyway" Chase rolled his eyes, "Sammy doesn't like graphic tees. So you should be pretty happy"

"Yeah right!" Anti scoffed, "How would YOU feel if you were just turned into a kid against your will and brought to a place you hate the most forced to stay until an undetermined amount of time!? And by the time I get back home, my landlord will kick me out! THEN I'll be homeless!" he glared at Marvin, "See what you did?!"

"It was an accident!"

"Pft"

"Here we go" Chase pulled out a plain, neutral tee and a pair of jeans that would fit him, "This should be good enough. Marvin?"

The magician snapped his fingers and suddenly Anti was wearing the clothes. The 'child' jumped a little at the sudden use of magic but didn't mind the clothes, actually.

But now arose another problem.

"I need to pee"

Chase and Marvin glanced at each other as if mentally arguing who'd help him.

Anti chose to tease them, of course, "Well come on! Don't be shy! Who's gonna help the child go pee-pee? Huh? OR you could undo my cuffs and I can hold my OWN dick!"

Chase snorted, "Anti, that little thing would probably BARELY reach the toilet as it is. Just sit yer ass on the toilet and pee"

"That's so demeaning, though!" he argued. He had to get these cuffs off somehow!

"We promised Jackie we wouldn't take the cuffs off, Anti" Marvin countered, "Just deal with it. Now do you really have to pee or were you just trying to swindle us?"

Once again, Anti pouted and kicked at the floor, not willing to admit they were right.

"Thought so" the magician giggled, "Whoo boy. Maybe this'll be easier than we thought"

Jameson was cooking up some mac 'n cheese and chicken nuggets for dinner with a side of peas. It was what Chase let him cook all the time for his kids so he thought that maybe Anti would like it, too.

Henrik was sipping on some coffee while the mute was cooking, watching him work way too hard for a brat that wouldn't even appreciate it.

And Jackie was still having a fit about all of this. How could they have just accepted this so easily?!

Anti had hurt them all, tormented them! He had tortured and killed people!

And here they all were treating him like a real child as if he had been abused and picked off the streets! It was insane!

"If you keep glaring like that, you'll get a headache" Henrik spoke to him suddenly.

Jackie snorted, "I don't care. I don't see how any of you can be so kind to him after everything he's done"

Henrik looked at him under his glasses, "When was I being oh so kind? I'm accepting what needs to be done. And vhen Anti is back to normal, you can take him in or do whatever it vas you wanted to do to him before when you caught him"

Jackie just stared at him blankly.

Henrik sighed, "You HAD thought about that . . . hadn't you?"

"Uh . . well yeah! Of course! I'll just take him to Sean and have him get rid of him!"

"Oh yes, brilliant idea. You could also have him bring back Robbie or Shawn Flynn . . oh wait! They didn't exist in the first place! But then how would you know Sean's ever gotten rid of an ego before?! Oh that's right! You don't"

"Why you gotta be so sarcastic, Hen?"

"Tis my personality" he sipped on more coffee.

Jackie blinked slowly, "Why you drinking coffee so late in the day? You know you'll just be up all night again, too, right?"

"And vhy is that such a bad thing?"

'Let him be, Jackie! We don't yell at you for patrolling all throughout the night and day for no reason!'

"There IS a reason! I have to-"

Henrik rolled his eyes at him, "Zhere hasn't been crime around here in years besides Anti!"

Jackie gave him a look, "And I wonder why that is"

"Oh shut up"

After a few moments, Chase and Marvin came back down with Anti. He looked a lot better, honestly, in clothes that actually fit him. Jackie didn't know why Marvin couldn't just shrink Anti's OWN clothes to fit him but he assume Chase was going through something right now since he offered up Sammy's clothes.

They all started to sit at the table then Jameson served up dinner.

Except. . .. Anti stayed away. He wouldn't even sit at the table.

"What's wrong? Aren't you hungry?" Marvin asked him.

"How the fook am I supposed to eat with cuffs on?"

They all turned to Jackie for the answer.

And honestly, Jackie couldn't think of one.

He heaved a big sigh, seeing Anti's cynical grin, "Fine . . . take them off so he can eat. Then put them right back on, you hear?"

Marvin was happy enough to do so until he did and Anti laughed maniacally.

"Hahahahahah! You fools! You idiots! You actually think I'd play nice!? Fuck you, assholes!"

He spotted his knife in Jackie's utility belt and glitched to go get it.

Everyone was on edge remembering their conversation a few days ago about being killed by Chucky . .. except it's a pint-sized Anti.

Except . . . .

Nothing happened.

Not even a spark.

Anti's laughter faded and his eyes widened in momentary terror, "Oh shit"

He tried again but nothing.

And again but still nothing.

He was on the verge of a meltdown, his emotions spiking.

Chase recognized that look anywhere and his own fear welled up with memories of similar tantrums from more harmless kids.

'What's going on!? Why can't I glitch! This isn't right! What did they do to me!? Did that magician do something again!? No, he looks just as confused as me. But what's going on!? I don't understand!'

He stomped his foot on the ground repeatedly, trying to force his power back even though it appeared useless.

The others watched, now a little empathetic. Except for Jackie. He was on the verge of laughing.

'This wasn't supposed to happen! Why is this happening? I've been good lately, haven't I?! This isn't fair! It's not fair! I never get anything I want! This is so stupid! I wanna go home! I wanna go home!'

Chase had seen enough, noticing tiny tears prickling at the edges of his eyes, "Anti, hey. It's okay, we're not gonna hurt you, man. Just sit at the table and eat, huh?"

"NO! I DON'T WANNA! I WANNA GO HOME! I WANT MY HOME! I WANT MY KNIVES! I WANT MY ROOM! I WANT MY CLOTHES! I WANT MY BED! NOW! NOW, NOW, NOW, NOW!!!!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jackie yelled back at him, startling Anti into silence.

Jackie didn't care that tears were streaking down his enemy's face. He couldn't care less. He was tired of all this bullshit, too, "NOW SIT THE FOOK DOWN AND FUCKING EAT! BE GRATEFUL I HAVEN'T FUCKING KILLED YOU YET, YOU LITTLE PISS-ANT!!"

Anti's lip was quivering but before he could throw another tantrum, Jameson leaned forward and stuffed a nugget in his mouth.

Everyone was shocked but watched as Anti VERY slowly started to chew on it and eventually swallow it.

"ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵍᵒ ʰᵒᵐᵉ" he uttered ever so softly again, almost timid after Jackie's yelling.

"Maybe when you're back to normal" Marvin suggested.

He got a few looks but no one said anything about it.

Chase motioned to his plate, "Now that your cuffs are off, you can eat. You hungry? You looked like you liked the chicken nugget"

Anti was tempted but instead, merely jumped to grab the plate and ran off with it and the food to the living room.

Jackie rolled his eyes, "Drama queen"

Jameson swat his arm, 'You didn't have to shout at him like that!'

"Whatever. I don't care"

"Does this mean he can keep the cuffs off?" Chase asked, "I mean seeing as he apparently can't use his power right now anyway?"

"I don't know why it is" Marvin spoke mostly to himself, "Is it because the body he's in can't handle it?"

Henrik shrugged, "Vhatever. Vhere will he sleep?"

"On the couch" Jackie demanded, "It's not like we have rooms to spare unless you wanna throw him in the basement. Marvin can keep the house locked from the inside so he can't escape"

"R-right"

"Good. And the sooner he's back to normal, the better. I owe the prick a beating"

Anti could hear them talking from the living room and honestly he wasn't surprised by Jackie's words.

And yet .. . he couldn't help but feel strange, too.

Like his emotions were screaming into overdrive and he couldn't control them.

'Why'd I cry like that in there?' he asked himself, 'I've NEVER done that before! Is it because I'm a brat now?!'

He stared at his tiny hands. It took great effort for him to climb up the couch by himself but he had made it, albeit breathing a bit heavy afterwards. He kicked his feet a little on the edge.

'Whatever this all is . . . . I have to keep my emotions in check. I'll try and glitch again later. I have to keep trying. If I can't get out of here by the time I'm back to normal, Jackie really will kill me'

He felt a twinge of fear in his heart.

When did Jackie become so fucking scary?