"wHOO!" Chase was swigging the whiskey by the bottle, grinning ear to ear, "Ya feelin' it, glitchy!?"

Anti wanted to but unfortunately, he was stone-cold sober, a mere passenger in Chase's drunken stupor, 'Not yet. Maybe a little more will do it'

"Ah feck off will ya!? I ain't stupid! Ain't doin' nothin' ta ya! Fecker!"

'My god the Irish just pours out of you when you're like this, doesn't it?'

"Say Anti, do ya actually know Darkiplier?"

The glitch groaned in response, 'Please don't mention him'

"I know ya ain't corp . . .corporilus or whateva but have ya two ever. . ." he started off suggestively, making Anti burn with rage.

'Don't fucking say it, Brody'

"Ya ever hang out with da lad?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, 'Not where I thought you were going with that but okay. No, Brody. I've never . . . .hung out with Dark before. We're enemies'

"Why's that!? You're both feckin arseholes and evil sons a bitches" Chase made his way to the half-melted ice cream that was on the counter and started licking at it again from his spoon, "Ya'd get along swell, I think!"

'Doubt it'

"Ya'd probably love ta do other things too with each other"

'There it is. Okay. Please pass out already'

"What!? Ya embarassed, glitchy-boy~!?" Chase laughed loudly, "I don't think you  even know what sex FEELS like! You've never been corpo long enough to find out!"

'Oh god is this what I'm like? I'm sorry, alright!? Please for the love of whatever higher power there is, just shut up already!'

"I think higher power fer us is Sean, glitchy-boy"

'Please stop calling me that'

"Seany-god"

'Shut up'

"Lord almighty Seany. Hey, Anti! Ya eve-"

'SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!'

Suddenly Chase shut up but not in the way Anti thought he would. At that moment of command from his head, Chase suddenly fell to the ground in the kitchen unconscious.

Anti groaned in his head, 'Oh fuck it all!'

Luckily, Anti did get his wish, however, for a while as Chase couldn't dream like  this. It was almost peaceful for a while until a few hours later, Chase blinked awake.

"Ooohhhh" he groaned, "Da fuck?"

'Finally awake, drunkass?'

"Shut up" Chase was tempted on laying his  head back down on the cold tile but forced himself up, "Fuck, I have ta work in three hours"

'You agreed on drinking. Too bad I couldn't get drunk, too. Could have used it dealing with you'

"I'm going to bed"

Anti was silent, perhaps readying himself for whatever may happen when Chase's head hits the pillow. He wouldn't admit he was freaked out by the imagery. Why would he? He was the one who caused it all to happen. He was the one who sent Chase into this downward spiral.

Only he never thought he'd have to be subjected to it.

Once Chase got into bed, he gave a big yawn and sleepily mumbled, "G'night glitch"

He refused to respond, laying in wait as Brody's mind fell.

It was a little different this time though. When he opened his eyes in the dream, Anti expected to have himself in Chase's body again but . . . . he wasn't.

He felt. . .himself for some reason. Apart from the other ego. 

Darkness surrounded him just as before but it was worse. He couldn't feel Brody anywhere.

Anti was alone.

Normally he wouldn't mind this but it sent him on edge a bit this time. Even though he had only been physically attached to Brody for a few days, it was a long time for Anti and now he wasn't used to the stark silence of a void. He'd get goosebumps if he could.

There was complete silence. Not even the soft buzz of static.

Anti felt himself near a panic. He couldn't do anything. He was helpless.

In the distance of the void he suddenly heard a light laughter. At first, Anti wanted to rush to it but he halted, realizing whose laugh it was. Chase's. 

For some reason it was unsettling. Usually his own laugh would be the one to watch out for but Chase's nearly put his to shame. It wasn't a happy laugh. It was dark and distant. As if he didn't realize what he had done and didn't care.

He held no regrets in that moment.

Anti held frozen as the laugh faded away, leaving him in silence again.

'What is this place? Where am I?'

He tried to glitch away somewhere else but it wouldn't work. His 'body' glitched and spasmed but nothing happened. He was stuck.

He started to freak out. His mind whirled, 'What happened?! How did I get here again?! Was it one of them!? Who was it!?'

"Let me out!" Anti cried out into the void. He started running, uncaring of whatever was in front of him, "Fucking hell, let me out! You bastards! I'll kill you! I swear I'll fucking kill you all!"

A small giggle sounded in the darkness and Anti stopped quickly, skidding in a liquid unknown. He turned around, hopeful, "Hello!? Who's there!? I heard you!"

Silence again.

"Come out! Show yourself!"

Nothing.

"Hhhhnnnng" Anti snarled in both rage and frustration, "I'm not messing around! What's going on!? Where are you!? What do you want from me!?"

But suddenly Anti froze, realizing what he just said.

The same thing Chase had screamed at him that time.

"Uncle Anti, come and play!"

The glitch flinched at the small voice in the dark but let out a breathe, "This is a dream . . ." he finally realized.

"My. . . . nightmare?  . .. K-. . . kallie? S-sa-"

A high pitched scream echoed suddenly, making Anti fall backwards with a splash. He didn't know why but he was scared. For the first time, he felt truly fucking scared and he couldn't comprehend it at all. He didn't care about anyone. Didn't care about those damned kids, right? 

So why the fuck was he having a nightmare with them in it!? Why was he hearing Chase's mean laughter!?

None of it made sense!

"Fooking hell." he closed his eyes shut, not that it mattered, "Wake up. Wake up!" he whispered to himself, "Fucking wake up, Anti"

"Daddy, help! Uncle Anti!?" children's voices cried and screamed all around him. Chase's laugh in the air.

"Dammit, glitch bitch fooking WAKE UP!!"

"Why is it so hard for you?"

Anti blinked open his eyes and paled when he saw Dark in front of him. The man gave a smirk. It was Anti's memory of the man but he was still frightening and powerful. Anti couldn't speak.

"So pathetic" the fake Darkiplier sneered at him, "But then again you always were. Not even a proper ego. Always loathed by everyone. You only exist because Sean's community wants snippets of you. Nothing else."

"N-no" Anti shuddered, "Y-you're wrong."

"Oh really?" he smiled softly, "Is that why you don't even have a body of your own? No one wants you around." he chuckled, "If only you had just let me kill you that day then all your suffering would be over"

Anti picked himself up and stepped away from him, "You're wrong! I'm not pathetic! Just because you have a family and 'friends' doesn't make you better than me you sellout!"

The fake Darkiplier just kept smiling lightly, "Doesn't it, though? Look at you. You're a failure. Not only as an ego but as an entity. You never had a body so you went after Sean's only to lose it and get sent back to wherever you came from. And now you're stuck in someone else's body STILL unable to do a damn thing on your own! You can't feel, touch or understand basic human lives, making you . . . . . nothing but an insect. A parasite."

Anti shuddered at that thought, "No. I'm not." he nearly whimpered out, "I just want. . . . .I want"

"What do you want?"

Suddenly Dark was gone and Sean was there instead.

"W-why did you do it?" he wanted to ask the real one so bad.

This version of him just smiled. As if he understood Anti's question so well.

"Why did you create me only to . . . . "

Sean just smiled, "Why did you hurt everyone?" he shot back.

Anti furrowed his brow. He didn't understand, "Because you all . . . you all"

"Why did you hurt us unwarranted, Anti? Why did you do it?"

"Because I-"

"WHY DID YOU DO IT?!" He screamed.

"I DON'T KNOW!!!"

Suddenly Sean's neck was slit open and he fell to the ground with a splash. 

A gunshot sounded in the distance and screams followed.

There was silence again.

Complete darkness.

"I don't know"

Anti blinked open his eyes to find himself back in Chase's body.

He was already getting ready for work, in his uniform and everything. It appeared he had already eaten as well.

'I. . . Did I just fall asleep in his head?' he thought to himself, 'I had my own  . . .  nightmare?'

Anti didn't alert Chase. He kept quiet, not wanting to talk to him. He couldn't for some reason.

'Is that what Chase feels all the time? All those nightmares?'

Of course Anti knew that Chase didn't even remember most of the memories from the nightmares but his own were still horrific all the same.

'I don't want to dream like that again.'

Throughout the whole day, Anti refused to speak, even when Chase bugged him. Chase could feel something was off and was curious about the glitch's sudden silence but tried not to worry about it too much.

A few days passed by and still, Anti refused to communicate again.

Tomorrow, Chase would get to see his kids and he couldn't wait! He missed them both so much!

His little girl Kallie would be turning seven soon and Sammy, his son was six. They were both very smart for their ages (as every parent would say) but just as mischievous. He couldn't count on his hand how many times they'd managed to get the best of him and Stacey.

A small flicker a memory crawled through as he remembered something about Kallie crying out for him but it faded as soon as it came.

He shuddered but let it go.

Now the only thing that plagued his mind was how Anti would behave around them. With him now being able to control his body somewhat here and there, it was worrying of what he could do under the right circumstance around his kids.

"Hey Anti, you still ignoring me or are you dead?" he tried again.

Nothing.

Chase sighed but went on with his own daily routine. He had to get the house nice and tidy or else Stacey wouldn't let them stay.

He worked on his guest bedroom all night last night so they'd have somewhere to sleep, making it all spic and span. He even put an old TV in there with his old Xbox so they'd all have something to play. Nothing violent, though. Maybe that Animal Crossing game.

"Are you sure you don't want to speak up, Anti? Want to talk about something?" he tried again, "I need to discuss a serious matter with you."

Still nothing.

"uGH" Chase groaned, "Listen, man, I'm just gonna talk and you'll listen if you're still there, alright?"

Silence.

"Okay" he tried to pretend he wasn't crazy, "My kids will be here tomorrow and I need you to swear you won't do anything to them while in my body, alright? If you do. . . . I'm going to Sean"

Nothing.

"Anti, just fooking answer me, already!!" he snapped slightly, "I swear it, Anti, I WILL GO TO SEAN. If you hurt them in ANY fucking way, I will-"

'Alright'

Chase was taken aback by the voice in his head. He hadn't heard him in a few days, "You're still there?"

'Yes' Anti replied, 'I heard you. I won't do anything. Now will you shut up, please?'

To say he was startled was an understatement, "Wait. . .did you just say PLEASE!?"

Silence again.

"Uh-uh, no! Hey, don't you dare ignore me again, you little shite! Where the hell have you been!?"

'Nowhere. I've been here the entire time'

"Why haven't you been answering me!?"

'Why should I? I didn't feel like it'

'Didn't. . .feel like it?' Chase deflated and bit his lip in thought, "You want to talk about it? Something bothering you?"

'Why does it matter? It doesn't. Now shut up and leave me alone. I promise I won't hurt your stupid kids, alright?'

"Alright. . . okay. Thanks"

'Whatever'

Things were running perfectly as Chase finished up everything for the night. Everything was ready. Everything was clean, his booze was gone, the weed Marvin gave him was hidden away and the guest bedroom was ready.

Chase was beat and tired and stretched a little before heading up to his bathroom to take his sleeping meds, ripping off his shirt and pants as he did so to leave him in his boxers for the night. Looking in the mirror, he could see the dark bags under his eyes and he wondered if Stacey would count that against him for some reason. He really looked like shit.

Popping the pills in his mouth and swallowing them down, he was just getting ready to hop into bed when his door bell rang.

"Fucking-" Chase grumbled, put his clothes back on and trudged down the steps to see who the hell was at his door so late in the night.

"Better be fucking good" he looked through his peep-hole on his door to see Derek. The lawyer.

"The hell?"

'What's that fuck doing here at this time of night?' Anti growled in his head.

"I don't know" he said out-loud, "We're not opening the door for him, though."

"Mr. Brody! Open the door, please" Derek grinned from the other side, "It's an important matter regarding your visitation tomorrow"

Chase huffed, "It's technically not a visitation. Get off my steps, Smith, and leave my property"

"Oh no, no, no. You see, I KNOW something happened the other day in that courtroom, Brody! Something was off and we BOTH know it!"

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"Bullshit!" The lawyer snapped, "I lost my fucking job because of you, Brody! I HAD evidence and you made me look like a fucking fool!"

"I didn't do that, Smith. You did it to yourself. Think clearly and leave"

"What are you gonna do about it!? Shoot me!? I'm not stupid! I remember what was REALLY on those papers! You think you can just get away with it all!?"

"Look, man, who even gave you that information?"

"A reliable source" he growled out.

"Well it's wrong! I've never shot anyone! Now get the fuck off my property or else I'm calling the cops"

'You could just let me handle it'

"No, Anti. You're not getting involved"

'And why shouldn't I?'

"Aha! That Andy guy is WITH you in there isn't he!? The murderer!?"

'Chase, just let me do something'

"I said no." Chase growled out and spoke to Derek again, "Mr. Smith, get off my property right NOW."

"Or what?" he pulled out a gun, "I've got nothing else to lose, Brody. Open the door or I'm busting my way in and I'll kill that murderer myself. And then everyone will see how I WAS RIGHT!!"

He cocked the gun and was about to shoot the door handle.

'OPEN THE DOOR'

Suddenly Chase opened the door involuntarily meeting Derek face to face. Now that Chase was out in front of him, he could smell alcohol on the man.

"Where's that murderer?" he asked.

While Chase was back in control, he swallowed, "Who did you get that information from?"

"I might as well tell you. Found it online. Someone emailed it to me. I don't know who. It was a vague user."

"You really don't have a good source then if you don't know who it was really from. Look, just go home, Smith. You're not the only one whose is a fucking nightmare right now. You'll get over it, trust me"

But Derek's eyes glared him down, "Where's that Andy, bastard?" he pointed his gun at Chase, "I'm not leaving until I see that freak"

'Chase. . . '

'No, Anti.' he argued, 'He won't shoot me. He's a man of the law. He can't'

'Looks like he left that all behind in favor of redemption. I might just have to-'

'No, don't'

"I'll kill you to get to him, Brody, don't think I won't. I saw everything that fuck did. He deserves to die. Perhaps you do, too, for harboring him." he hovered it over his chest and smirked, "It's not like your kids will miss you. I'll be their daddy soon"

Chase snapped his eyes up and suddenly he didn't care anymore. The last thing he remembered was Anti's giggle.

'I'll take care of him'