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"Oh, this is just wonderful~ It's like...like a lovely family reunion~!" Anti cackled, twirling his signature knife with careful fingers, before he stopped and gripped the handle of it tightly.

With a sinister smirk, he turned towards his would-be victims--or rather, his "fellow" egos.

They were all trapped in their own, individual cells, the only thing separating them from freedom is a glowing green glass panel swirling with energy. It was made to be impenetrable and invulnerable to any sort of assault on it.

Humming an old rhyme, the demon strolled down the corridor, observing each and every one of them as though he was browsing through the art gallery at a fine museum.

First there was Jackieboy Man. Initially the superhero was sitting down on the floor, looking broken and defeated, although once his eyes met the demon's, he suddenly sprang up and attempted to punch the glass with all of his strength.....only to stagger back and clutch his hand as he doubled over in pain. Least to say, the muffled cry he made filled him with much glee. It was almost...euphoric to him.

Next was Marvin. He knew that the poor magician would try to break the seal with one of his silly little charms. To solve this problem...he simply had to take away the one thing that gave him all that power: his mask. Now he wasn't so high and mighty as he claimed to be, as he was reduced to a sniveling mess in the corner of his cell.

And then there was Schneeplestein. Poor, poor Schneep. He was lying on the floor, drunk and dizzy...exactly the way Anti had found him. But that simply made things a hundred times easier. After all, it was best to strike when your victims were at their most vulnerable, right?

He walked by Chase, and for a second he stopped to face him. The poor father of two was curled up in the corner, his messy, hat-less hair covering his eyes, although the demon could see clear streams of tears trickling down his face. The small, dark stains splattering the floor were sufficient evidence to prove just how hopeless he was.

After some time, Anti moved on, glancing briefly into Robbie's cell. He didn't even flinch as the rabid zombie slammed into the wall, clawing at the barrier and screeching with hunger....
Hunger...that's all his feeble, rotten mind thought about around the clock. All he had to do was bribe him with the promise of food and he will fetch his stick wherever he may throw it.

In the next cell, was the survival hunter himself. How ironic was it that he was acting like the very wild animals he use to hunt, as he pounded against the glass and shouted obscenities at the demon. Anti merely cackled at this, stepping forward to tap the glass with his knife tauntingly, before moving on.

In the next cell sat not one, but two occupants: Shawn Flynn and S-3-4-N. He snickered, amused as he watched the poor toy maker try to fix the hunk of scrap metal that called itself a "detective". When the pair noticed his presence, Shawn immediately sat up, his eyes wide behind his ink-smudged glasses as he stared at him with fear. S-3-4-N, on the other hand, glowered at him, his dim red eye glowing slightly despite the sparks that flew out of it.

Hearing a door slam, Anti spun around, his previously closed grin now stretching into a wide, toothy smile as he saw you enter the building, dragging in yet another puppet for him to play with.

This one was a mute gentleman lost to a forgotten era. But similarly to Chase and Marvin, he knew very well that there was no point in struggling; his fate was inevitable and he accepted it. He simply hung his head as you dragged him by the arm. From the way his shoulders shook, the demon knew he was crying.

"Ahh..I'm impressed, [y/n]," Anti praised, stepping forward. "You've done very well...I'll take him off yer hands."

You stopped before him, with Jameson accidentally bumping into you and staggering backwards.

But before he could make a run for it, Anti suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbing his arm before the pair glitched into the cell next to Shawn and S3's. The moment he teleported out of it, the mute ego collapsed to his knees, burying his face into his hands and shaking his head, as though to tell himself that this was all just a dream.

But it wasn't.

"You can cry all ya want...but nobody can hear ya. Of course nobody can hear ya period~" The demon sneered on the other side of the glass, before he turned back to face you. "Well [y/n]...now that all of them are here, we can move onto the next step."

You raised an eyebrow. "The "next step"? What would that-?"

"Telling the whole world, of course~!!" Anti suddenly exclaimed, throwing his arms up into the air. "I think they're all worthy of knowing what happened to their "favorite boys", don't you agree?" When he brought his arms back down to gesture to the trapped egos, that's when you saw that he had his phone in-hand. "We must remind them that I am the one pulling the strings here! Not them, not him...nobody..."

Blinking once, then twice, then three times, you took a step back. 'Huh.. this wasn't part of my plan at all. There is still one last cell to be filled...'

Your gaze went over towards the empty cell that was beside Jameson's.

Unlike the others, you had cast a..."special" type of enchantment on it.

"What's wrong?"

Glancing back at the glitch, you shook your head. "Oh nothing. I just wasn't expecting there to be...more." You chuckled nervously.

Anti simply stared at you, frowning slightly. But after some time, he seemed satisfied with your answer. "Hehe~ Always be ready for the unexpected, dear [y/n]. Now..we ought to do something a little....differently," he proposed, his wicked grin appearing once more. "We are gonna livestream this."

"Livestream?"

"Of course! They must see what is exactly happenin' right now! Why? Do ya have a better idea in mind?"

For a few moments, you were quiet as you thought about his suggestion, before a small, innocent smile formed on your face. "No, that's an excellent idea, Anti."

'An excellent idea for what I have in store for you, that is....'
.......

"Wah-Puuush!! Top o' the mornin' to ya laddies~" Anti began, disguised as his former host with that signature smile that warmed the hearts of millions.

"My name is Ja-a-a-a-Antis͜e̴ptįc͡ęy̡e~͡" The demon immediately dropped his act and snickered at the phone, which was hovering in front of him thanks to your magic.

"Oh come on now, did ya really think he was back? Look...we've done this same goddamn song and dance before..." He frowned slightly, although he went right back to smirking as the number of viewers began to gradually rise. "Ah yes, yes, yes...come, come now..for I have a pleasant surprise for all of you this evening."

As soon as the demon glitched away, that was your cue to pan the camera over to the cells, where the egos froze in fear, staring into the small lens with terrified expressions.

"Ta-daaaa~!" Anti sang as he reappeared, knife in hand. "You all wanted to see them so badly, didn't ya? Welp, consider yer wish granted!" He wandered over to the first cell, before he went down the line, giving a brief monologue for each and every ego as they cried out for the viewers' help.

You could see the flood of comments pouring in a mile a minute, with some screaming about Anti returning, others flipping out because they're finally seeing their "favorite boys" again, and a few wondering if Robin upped his editing skills.

Once had done so, the demon turned back to the phone. "What? Ya think any of them are safe from me? That's hilarious." He laughed mockingly. "It's like I said before....I'm always there...always watching every little thing you create. So, I must thank you for these...generous gifts. You're all such good puppets~"

You frowned slightly as he pointed the blade of his knife a little too close for your liking, so you withdrew the camera, mouthing the words "watch it", to him.

Anti blinked slowly, grinning once more. "So ye may be wondering: "Could I have possibly done this?" Oh no...not at all. It's all thanks to my lovely assistant, [y/n]. Without her...I couldn't have captured them on my own."

You flinched back, scowling at the demon as he spoke those words. You didn't take too kindly to being called merely his "assistant".

"Why don't ya come here, lass?" He motioned for you to come forward. "Don't be shy. Only a couple million people are watching us right now~"

At his words, your lips turned up into a faux smile as you rose from the seat and walked over to him, spinning around to face the still levitating camera.

"Why hello, world~" You greeted. "You might have known me as [YouTube Name]. But...she's long gone now." Once more, your eyes glowed as your voice warped into a demonic tone.

Anti blinked, frozen in shock for a moment, but he was nevertheless still delighted by the little surprise.

"As you can see," you continued, your voice returning to normal, "all of these lovely gentlemen are here, alive and well...except for one of course." Your gaze went over to Robbie's. The zombie simply growled at you in return.

"Anyway, I know all of you are terrified for their safety, and I understand that. But before you all start attacking me, just know that no harm will come to any of them whatsoever....as long as I'm here."

At your statement, Anti's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Wait...that isn't what we-"

"However, there is one, small problem." You cut him off, panning the camera over towards the empty cell. "As you can all see, we still have one last cell. And you may be wondering who exactly belongs in there....."

For a moment you paused, smiling innocently at a baffled Anti.

"Wh...Why are ya starin' at me like tha-?" Suddenly, with the snap of your fingers, the demon's body became outlined in glowing [f/c]. He found himself unable to move or glitch, causing his eyes to widen in shock.

"Haec via ambulate." You spoke, which forced him to walk forwards. As much as he tried to fight it, his body moved on its own, before stopping in front of the glowing panel, which he saw had [f/c] particles swirling in along with the green.

His face became slightly pale as the realization hit him.

That chamber was made for him.

Anti yelped as he was abruptly shoved from behind, phasing through the panel and stumbling inside of the cell. He braced his palms against the wall to stop himself from slamming his face into it.

"Yep, you all guessed it, folks. The infamous "Glitch Bitch" himself!"

Gasping, the demon spun around, glaring at you for several moments before he smile returned. "Hah...if ya really think you can trap me, then you're-"

However, when he attempted to glitch out of the cell.....he found himself unable to do so.

"Wh-What..?" His smile dropped in an instant as he stared down at his hands, which began to shake a bit. "No....no..no...wh-why can't I get out?!!"

"The reason is simple, Anti."

Raising his head up, his eyes widened as he saw that the camera was now fixated on him. And you were standing beside it, that innocent smile not leaving your face. "To show them all that you're not as powerful as you think you are."

For a moment, Anti stared at you, his mouth slightly agape from complete and utter shock. But then he scowled deeply, clenching his fists. 'How dare she make me look weak in front of all these people?!'

He gripped the knife in his right hand so tightly that you could see that the skin was starting to crack and bleed from he pressure.

"You...Y̷͞͡O̢̢̨Ų͘ F͜͜͟U̶͠C̵͡K̨̢I̢N̸Ģ͢͞ ̸́TR̸AÍ̶TO͏̛͏R̷̢͢!̢̕͢!!̸̕͟!̴̢"̸̵̀

With a furious scream, he sprinted towards the glass, attempting to impale it with his knife. But to his shock, it merely bent the blade at an awkward angle, not making a single dent.

Horrified, he stared down at his beloved weapon, before glancing back up to see you facing the camera once more.

"You see now, ladies and gentlemen...you all seem to forget that we have created Anti as an ego, as well. Although, for the longest time now he has stepped out of line...and it's high time that he learned his place." Your gaze flashed back towards the wide-eyed demon for several moments, before it traveled to the other egos.

All of them, including Henrik who was now awake, simply stared back at you with expressions of awe and shock.

Your gaze softened up. "I'm sorry, my friends..I never wanted to imprison you all here like this. But I had to go along with Anti's plan for a little while to prove a point to him....I hope you can find it in your hearts to forgive me."

Your eyes shimmered a [f/c], and all of their bodies, sans Anti's, began to glow, too. In an instant they were all teleported out of their chambers and were now surrounding you.

To your surprise, none of them attacked you, but simply stood there, frozen, dazed, and silent over what had just transpired. You gave them a tiny smile, before snapping your fingers as a small black and starry portal opened up beside you.

Reaching into it, you pulled out a few of their signature items: Marvin's mask, Shawn's paintbrush and ink bottle, Henrik's glasses and cap, Chase's hat, and Jameson's pocketwatch. They remained speechless, although soon enough they all smiled as you handed them back to them.

When you went along with Anti's plan, you made him believe you had destroyed those objects. In reality you had them safely stowed away in a pocket dimension only you could access.

As the portal closed, all of you heard a sudden pounding noise and a muffled cry. You turned your attention to the demon who, at this point, had fallen to his knees. He was clawing at the glass in desperation and panic.

But when he saw that all eyes were on him, he gasped lightly, before glowering at you as he stood up slowly. "S-Stop lookin' at me like that!" He growled, picking up his bent knife and pointing it towards you in particular. "You're WEAK! Just like all of them!! I'm still in control here!! I'll always be-!!"

"You know, there's an old saying.." You interrupted, turning your head back to the camera. ""Any man who must say "I am the King" is no true king.""

The demon tensed up at your words, grinding his teeth together.

"But you see, when it comes down to it...we, the community, are the true puppet-masters, pulling the strings wherever and whenever we see fit. Anti doesn't decide their fates...we do."

"N-No..no, no, NO!!!!" Anti let out an agonizing scream, having gone completely bonkers as he glitched around his cell wildly. "YÓU̢ ̸W͟E͏RE҉ N͏ÉV̷ER ̶IN̸ C̕ƠN̶TROL!̶!! ͡YOU ̷A̧LL̴ ̷GAVE M͜E TH̸I̛S PO̧WE̡R!!! Y-You....." But his rage had gradually dispersed into despair as he glitched back to the front of the cell, sinking down to his knees and keeping his palms pressed against the glass. "...y-you're all...beneath me. Y-Ya can't keep me here....f-forever.."

All of the egos collectively stared at the demon in shock as they heard his voice crack, seeing how he was coming undone before them.

Your gaze softened up a little as you sighed and knelt down in front of him. "Truth of the matter is, Anti...we can and we will until you realize that what you're doing is wrong. Your problem is that you just don't know when to quit."

He merely gave you a black-eyed stare. "You b͡i̷t͞c̛h. When I do get outta here...you'll be the first to-mmfph!!"

All of the sudden a piece of tape appeared over his mouth, muffling his words. His scowl deepened as he tried to rip it off, but to no avail.

"Not on my damn watch."

Looking over your shoulder, you smiled as Marvin lowered his hand, the green glow in his eyes disappearing. "You aren't coming anywhere near, [y/n]. You'll have to go through me first."

Your eyes widened with shock, but you then heard Jackie speak.

"And me."

Then Chase.

"Count me in!"

Finally, the rest of them chimed in, either saying they'll be there for you or simply nodding their heads in agreement. Regardless, you knew that they were all on your side now.

Meanwhile Anti was still screaming and glitching up a storm, even with the tape over his mouth still. But at that point you all realized that...he wasn't worth arguing with anymore.

"You guys ready to go home?"

The boys nodded collectively. Marvin teleported out of the area in a puff of smoke, Jackieboy Man flew upwards and shattered the glass ceiling, Shawn created a pentagram of ink on the wall and disappeared through it.

You simply waved your hand to send the remaining egos back home. Then, finally, you turned to the still-recording phone and smiled at your audience, taking the device into your hands. "Thank you for being here, everyone. As of right now all of your "favorite boys" are safe and sound. This is [YouTube Name], signing off~"

As you stopped the recording, you looked back, your smile dropping as you saw Anti on the floor, his forehead now touching the glass as tears streamed down his cheeks. You sighed softly, snapping your fingers to remove the tape around his mouth.

He gazed up, flinching slightly upon seeing you sit in front of him. "No hard feelings, sweetheart, but...this is for the best," you told him. "I promise, I'll let you go soon, okay?"

But he didn't say a word, although he did glitch to one of the corners. He sniffled as he wrapped his arms around his legs, bringing them to his chest before he buried his face into his knees.

It was obvious he still held some strong resentment towards you, so you decided to teleport back to your home until he cooled off a little.

Until then, however, he had to learn his lesson.

The lesson being that even he, the "puppet master", was not above consequences.

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"Oh, this is just wonderful~ It's like...like a lovely family reunion~!" Anti cackled, twirling his signature knife with careful fingers, before he stopped and gripped the handle of it tightly.

With a sinister smirk, he turned towards his would-be victims--or rather, his "fellow" egos.

They were all trapped in their own, individual cells, the only thing separating them from freedom is a glowing green glass panel swirling with energy. It was made to be impenetrable and invulnerable to any sort of assault on it.

Humming an old rhyme, the demon strolled down the corridor, observing each and every one of them as though he was browsing through the art gallery at a fine museum.

First there was Jackieboy Man. Initially the superhero was sitting down on the floor, looking broken and defeated, although once his eyes met the demon's, he suddenly sprang up and attempted to punch the glass with all of his strength.....only to stagger back and clutch his hand as he doubled over in pain. Least to say, the muffled cry he made filled him with much glee. It was almost...euphoric to him.

Next was Marvin. He knew that the poor magician would try to break the seal with one of his silly little charms. To solve this problem...he simply had to take away the one thing that gave him all that power: his mask. Now he wasn't so high and mighty as he claimed to be, as he was reduced to a sniveling mess in the corner of his cell.

And then there was Schneeplestein. Poor, poor Schneep. He was lying on the floor, drunk and dizzy...exactly the way Anti had found him. But that simply made things a hundred times easier. After all, it was best to strike when your victims were at their most vulnerable, right?

He walked by Chase, and for a second he stopped to face him. The poor father of two was curled up in the corner, his messy, hat-less hair covering his eyes, although the demon could see clear streams of tears trickling down his face. The small, dark stains splattering the floor were sufficient evidence to prove just how hopeless he was.

After some time, Anti moved on, glancing briefly into Robbie's cell. He didn't even flinch as the rabid zombie slammed into the wall, clawing at the barrier and screeching with hunger....
Hunger...that's all his feeble, rotten mind thought about around the clock. All he had to do was bribe him with the promise of food and he will fetch his stick wherever he may throw it.

In the next cell, was the survival hunter himself. How ironic was it that he was acting like the very wild animals he use to hunt, as he pounded against the glass and shouted obscenities at the demon. Anti merely cackled at this, stepping forward to tap the glass with his knife tauntingly, before moving on.

In the next cell sat not one, but two occupants: Shawn Flynn and S-3-4-N. He snickered, amused as he watched the poor toy maker try to fix the hunk of scrap metal that called itself a "detective". When the pair noticed his presence, Shawn immediately sat up, his eyes wide behind his ink-smudged glasses as he stared at him with fear. S-3-4-N, on the other hand, glowered at him, his dim red eye glowing slightly despite the sparks that flew out of it.

Hearing a door slam, Anti spun around, his previously closed grin now stretching into a wide, toothy smile as he saw you enter the building, dragging in yet another puppet for him to play with.

This one was a mute gentleman lost to a forgotten era. But similarly to Chase and Marvin, he knew very well that there was no point in struggling; his fate was inevitable and he accepted it. He simply hung his head as you dragged him by the arm. From the way his shoulders shook, the demon knew he was crying.

"Ahh..I'm impressed, [y/n]," Anti praised, stepping forward. "You've done very well...I'll take him off yer hands."

You stopped before him, with Jameson accidentally bumping into you and staggering backwards.

But before he could make a run for it, Anti suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbing his arm before the pair glitched into the cell next to Shawn and S3's. The moment he teleported out of it, the mute ego collapsed to his knees, burying his face into his hands and shaking his head, as though to tell himself that this was all just a dream.

But it wasn't.

"You can cry all ya want...but nobody can hear ya. Of course nobody can hear ya period~" The demon sneered on the other side of the glass, before he turned back to face you. "Well [y/n]...now that all of them are here, we can move onto the next step."

You raised an eyebrow. "The "next step"? What would that-?"

"Telling the whole world, of course~!!" Anti suddenly exclaimed, throwing his arms up into the air. "I think they're all worthy of knowing what happened to their "favorite boys", don't you agree?" When he brought his arms back down to gesture to the trapped egos, that's when you saw that he had his phone in-hand. "We must remind them that I am the one pulling the strings here! Not them, not him...nobody..."

Blinking once, then twice, then three times, you took a step back. 'Huh.. this wasn't part of my plan at all. There is still one last cell to be filled...'

Your gaze went over towards the empty cell that was beside Jameson's.

Unlike the others, you had cast a..."special" type of enchantment on it.

"What's wrong?"

Glancing back at the glitch, you shook your head. "Oh nothing. I just wasn't expecting there to be...more." You chuckled nervously.

Anti simply stared at you, frowning slightly. But after some time, he seemed satisfied with your answer. "Hehe~ Always be ready for the unexpected, dear [y/n]. Now..we ought to do something a little....differently," he proposed, his wicked grin appearing once more. "We are gonna livestream this."

"Livestream?"

"Of course! They must see what is exactly happenin' right now! Why? Do ya have a better idea in mind?"

For a few moments, you were quiet as you thought about his suggestion, before a small, innocent smile formed on your face. "No, that's an excellent idea, Anti."

'An excellent idea for what I have in store for you, that is....'
.......

"Wah-Puuush!! Top o' the mornin' to ya laddies~" Anti began, disguised as his former host with that signature smile that warmed the hearts of millions.

"My name is Ja-a-a-a-Antis͜e̴ptįc͡ęy̡e~͡" The demon immediately dropped his act and snickered at the phone, which was hovering in front of him thanks to your magic.

"Oh come on now, did ya really think he was back? Look...we've done this same goddamn song and dance before..." He frowned slightly, although he went right back to smirking as the number of viewers began to gradually rise. "Ah yes, yes, yes...come, come now..for I have a pleasant surprise for all of you this evening."

As soon as the demon glitched away, that was your cue to pan the camera over to the cells, where the egos froze in fear, staring into the small lens with terrified expressions.

"Ta-daaaa~!" Anti sang as he reappeared, knife in hand. "You all wanted to see them so badly, didn't ya? Welp, consider yer wish granted!" He wandered over to the first cell, before he went down the line, giving a brief monologue for each and every ego as they cried out for the viewers' help.

You could see the flood of comments pouring in a mile a minute, with some screaming about Anti returning, others flipping out because they're finally seeing their "favorite boys" again, and a few wondering if Robin upped his editing skills.

Once had done so, the demon turned back to the phone. "What? Ya think any of them are safe from me? That's hilarious." He laughed mockingly. "It's like I said before....I'm always there...always watching every little thing you create. So, I must thank you for these...generous gifts. You're all such good puppets~"

You frowned slightly as he pointed the blade of his knife a little too close for your liking, so you withdrew the camera, mouthing the words "watch it", to him.

Anti blinked slowly, grinning once more. "So ye may be wondering: "Could I have possibly done this?" Oh no...not at all. It's all thanks to my lovely assistant, [y/n]. Without her...I couldn't have captured them on my own."

You flinched back, scowling at the demon as he spoke those words. You didn't take too kindly to being called merely his "assistant".

"Why don't ya come here, lass?" He motioned for you to come forward. "Don't be shy. Only a couple million people are watching us right now~"

At his words, your lips turned up into a faux smile as you rose from the seat and walked over to him, spinning around to face the still levitating camera.

"Why hello, world~" You greeted. "You might have known me as [YouTube Name]. But...she's long gone now." Once more, your eyes glowed as your voice warped into a demonic tone.

Anti blinked, frozen in shock for a moment, but he was nevertheless still delighted by the little surprise.

"As you can see," you continued, your voice returning to normal, "all of these lovely gentlemen are here, alive and well...except for one of course." Your gaze went over to Robbie's. The zombie simply growled at you in return.

"Anyway, I know all of you are terrified for their safety, and I understand that. But before you all start attacking me, just know that no harm will come to any of them whatsoever....as long as I'm here."

At your statement, Anti's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Wait...that isn't what we-"

"However, there is one, small problem." You cut him off, panning the camera over towards the empty cell. "As you can all see, we still have one last cell. And you may be wondering who exactly belongs in there....."

For a moment you paused, smiling innocently at a baffled Anti.

"Wh...Why are ya starin' at me like tha-?" Suddenly, with the snap of your fingers, the demon's body became outlined in glowing [f/c]. He found himself unable to move or glitch, causing his eyes to widen in shock.

"Haec via ambulate." You spoke, which forced him to walk forwards. As much as he tried to fight it, his body moved on its own, before stopping in front of the glowing panel, which he saw had [f/c] particles swirling in along with the green.

His face became slightly pale as the realization hit him.

That chamber was made for him.

Anti yelped as he was abruptly shoved from behind, phasing through the panel and stumbling inside of the cell. He braced his palms against the wall to stop himself from slamming his face into it.

"Yep, you all guessed it, folks. The infamous "Glitch Bitch" himself!"

Gasping, the demon spun around, glaring at you for several moments before he smile returned. "Hah...if ya really think you can trap me, then you're-"

However, when he attempted to glitch out of the cell.....he found himself unable to do so.

"Wh-What..?" His smile dropped in an instant as he stared down at his hands, which began to shake a bit. "No....no..no...wh-why can't I get out?!!"

"The reason is simple, Anti."

Raising his head up, his eyes widened as he saw that the camera was now fixated on him. And you were standing beside it, that innocent smile not leaving your face. "To show them all that you're not as powerful as you think you are."

For a moment, Anti stared at you, his mouth slightly agape from complete and utter shock. But then he scowled deeply, clenching his fists. 'How dare she make me look weak in front of all these people?!'

He gripped the knife in his right hand so tightly that you could see that the skin was starting to crack and bleed from he pressure.

"You...Y̷͞͡O̢̢̨Ų͘ F͜͜͟U̶͠C̵͡K̨̢I̢N̸Ģ͢͞ ̸́TR̸AÍ̶TO͏̛͏R̷̢͢!̢̕͢!!̸̕͟!̴̢"̸̵̀

With a furious scream, he sprinted towards the glass, attempting to impale it with his knife. But to his shock, it merely bent the blade at an awkward angle, not making a single dent.

Horrified, he stared down at his beloved weapon, before glancing back up to see you facing the camera once more.

"You see now, ladies and gentlemen...you all seem to forget that we have created Anti as an ego, as well. Although, for the longest time now he has stepped out of line...and it's high time that he learned his place." Your gaze flashed back towards the wide-eyed demon for several moments, before it traveled to the other egos.

All of them, including Henrik who was now awake, simply stared back at you with expressions of awe and shock.

Your gaze softened up. "I'm sorry, my friends..I never wanted to imprison you all here like this. But I had to go along with Anti's plan for a little while to prove a point to him....I hope you can find it in your hearts to forgive me."

Your eyes shimmered a [f/c], and all of their bodies, sans Anti's, began to glow, too. In an instant they were all teleported out of their chambers and were now surrounding you.

To your surprise, none of them attacked you, but simply stood there, frozen, dazed, and silent over what had just transpired. You gave them a tiny smile, before snapping your fingers as a small black and starry portal opened up beside you.

Reaching into it, you pulled out a few of their signature items: Marvin's mask, Shawn's paintbrush and ink bottle, Henrik's glasses and cap, Chase's hat, and Jameson's pocketwatch. They remained speechless, although soon enough they all smiled as you handed them back to them.

When you went along with Anti's plan, you made him believe you had destroyed those objects. In reality you had them safely stowed away in a pocket dimension only you could access.

As the portal closed, all of you heard a sudden pounding noise and a muffled cry. You turned your attention to the demon who, at this point, had fallen to his knees. He was clawing at the glass in desperation and panic.

But when he saw that all eyes were on him, he gasped lightly, before glowering at you as he stood up slowly. "S-Stop lookin' at me like that!" He growled, picking up his bent knife and pointing it towards you in particular. "You're WEAK! Just like all of them!! I'm still in control here!! I'll always be-!!"

"You know, there's an old saying.." You interrupted, turning your head back to the camera. ""Any man who must say "I am the King" is no true king.""

The demon tensed up at your words, grinding his teeth together.

"But you see, when it comes down to it...we, the community, are the true puppet-masters, pulling the strings wherever and whenever we see fit. Anti doesn't decide their fates...we do."

"N-No..no, no, NO!!!!" Anti let out an agonizing scream, having gone completely bonkers as he glitched around his cell wildly. "YÓU̢ ̸W͟E͏RE҉ N͏ÉV̷ER ̶IN̸ C̕ƠN̶TROL!̶!! ͡YOU ̷A̧LL̴ ̷GAVE M͜E TH̸I̛S PO̧WE̡R!!! Y-You....." But his rage had gradually dispersed into despair as he glitched back to the front of the cell, sinking down to his knees and keeping his palms pressed against the glass. "...y-you're all...beneath me. Y-Ya can't keep me here....f-forever.."

All of the egos collectively stared at the demon in shock as they heard his voice crack, seeing how he was coming undone before them.

Your gaze softened up a little as you sighed and knelt down in front of him. "Truth of the matter is, Anti...we can and we will until you realize that what you're doing is wrong. Your problem is that you just don't know when to quit."

He merely gave you a black-eyed stare. "You b͡i̷t͞c̛h. When I do get outta here...you'll be the first to-mmfph!!"

All of the sudden a piece of tape appeared over his mouth, muffling his words. His scowl deepened as he tried to rip it off, but to no avail.

"Not on my damn watch."

Looking over your shoulder, you smiled as Marvin lowered his hand, the green glow in his eyes disappearing. "You aren't coming anywhere near, [y/n]. You'll have to go through me first."

Your eyes widened with shock, but you then heard Jackie speak.

"And me."

Then Chase.

"Count me in!"

Finally, the rest of them chimed in, either saying they'll be there for you or simply nodding their heads in agreement. Regardless, you knew that they were all on your side now.

Meanwhile Anti was still screaming and glitching up a storm, even with the tape over his mouth still. But at that point you all realized that...he wasn't worth arguing with anymore.

"You guys ready to go home?"

The boys nodded collectively. Marvin teleported out of the area in a puff of smoke, Jackieboy Man flew upwards and shattered the glass ceiling, Shawn created a pentagram of ink on the wall and disappeared through it.

You simply waved your hand to send the remaining egos back home. Then, finally, you turned to the still-recording phone and smiled at your audience, taking the device into your hands. "Thank you for being here, everyone. As of right now all of your "favorite boys" are safe and sound. This is [YouTube Name], signing off~"

As you stopped the recording, you looked back, your smile dropping as you saw Anti on the floor, his forehead now touching the glass as tears streamed down his cheeks. You sighed softly, snapping your fingers to remove the tape around his mouth.

He gazed up, flinching slightly upon seeing you sit in front of him. "No hard feelings, sweetheart, but...this is for the best," you told him. "I promise, I'll let you go soon, okay?"

But he didn't say a word, although he did glitch to one of the corners. He sniffled as he wrapped his arms around his legs, bringing them to his chest before he buried his face into his knees.

It was obvious he still held some strong resentment towards you, so you decided to teleport back to your home until he cooled off a little.

Until then, however, he had to learn his lesson.

The lesson being that even he, the "puppet master", was not above consequences.