I don’t know why I never thought of writing this sooner!! I’ve missed a very important part of the Jacksepticeye community! SAM! I forgot about little Sam!
Anti didn’t look up when his dark room suddenly filled with a bright green light. The little fuck was sneaky he’ll give it that. And quiet too, whenever he zoomed around the place; only making a small whistling sound if he reached a certain speed. And on rare occasions, the green eye made squeaking noises to communicate or get someones attention. It was one of those rare moments when Septic Sam made a quiet squeak. Becoming louder when Anti didn’t look up from his lap. He sat cross-legged on his bed. Eyes cast down to the black socks that wrapped around his feet. They were beginning to show holes around his toes. He wasn’t in a good mood. It was one of the reasons he had locked himself in his room. Stop himself from raging at someone and possibly save another from getting hurt. Sam flicked Anti’s hair with the tip of his tail. Poking Anti’s head a few times, before zooming away when the man swiped at him. “Fuck off, septic freak!” Anti snarled. His body already beginning to glitch. “Get out of here before I make you into a paste.” Sam had retreated to hide under a pile of clothes on the floor. His green glow could be seen through the material, his little iris poking out to regard Anti curiously. The man hissed and the eye fled under the crack of the door. Anti scoffed and returned to staring at his lap. He had to calm himself down before he could go outside again. Jackaboyman was already on his case about exploding at Chase about his trick-shots. And Marvin had only recently turned his hair back from being blue after their fight a few days ago. Anti growled out of irritation. It wasn’t his fault everyone was so fucking annoying. Why didn’t they just leave him alone? He didn’t need them.
Anti looked up when something slithered under his door. The green ball was back, but his tail was wrapped around something soft and fluffy looking. Sam dropped the object in front of Anti and zoomed to the other side of the room. Watching the man as he reached for the soft thing and picked it up. His eyebrows furrowed at the deep green socks in his hands. They were similar to the ones he was currently wearing. Minus the holes. Anti looked up at Sam, arching an eyebrow. “What’s this meant to do? Cheer me up?” Sam squeaked and zoomed in a loop above Anti’s desk. His glow turning bright enough to light the whole room. “Well, you’ll have to try harder than that, Green Freak.” Anti grumbled. Pulling off his worn out socks and slipping into the new pair. They were a lot warmer than the previous ones. Sam hovered in the air for a moment. Seeming to think. Before his little tail wriggled and he was flying out of the room from under the door again. Anti shook his head. It hadn’t been very long since the little green eye started hanging around the Egos. He was usually with Sean and Signe, making them laugh and curling up on Sean’s lap when he recorded. Anti had been baffled when Sean admitted that piece of information. How did the eye sleep with that blow-horn’s screaming?
This time, Sam had a little bit of a hard time squeezing himself under the door. He was dragging something bigger and heavier than a pair of socks. The object was rectangular and slipping from Sam’s thin tail grip. He squeaked loudly when the object did manage to fall, but before Sam could retrieve it, Anti’s hand lashed out and caught it. “A phone?” Anti scoffed. “How the hell is a phone gonna-” “Anti?” The man froze at the sound of your voice. His fingers curling around the phone and he glared at the small green eye. Sam twirled in the air and floated down to nudge Anti’s hand. Pushing the phone up to his ear. “Um, (Y/N), hi. What’s up?” Anti managed to get out. To say it was good to hear your voice was an understatement. “Nothing much.” You replied slowly. Anti could hear your confusion. “Um, no offence, but what are you doing on Chase’s phone? He called me and I heard squeaking or something. Are you guys playing a joke?” “No, no!” Anti hurriedly said. “No, Sam called you. I suppose Chase’s phone was the easiest one to find.” Sam dipped and rose in the air. His equivalent of saying ‘yes’. “Look, sorry, I think he’s trying to cheer me up. And I think he still believes we’re dating.” Anti’s voice dipped in volume at the end. And he felt his mind go numb at the memory of the night you walked out. It hadn’t been pretty. “I’ll just, uh, hang up.” “Wait! Don’t.” Your voice was frantic. Thick, as if you were fighting back tears. “I miss you. I’m sorry, I was being unreasonable. I just…. freaked out. I didn’t know how bad your glitch-outs were.”
Anti was quiet for a moment. His hands trembling as he closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. You weren’t at fault. It was Anti. He was the monster. The freak. You had tried to help and he returned your kindness by screaming at you. Pushing you away from him. So hard you had hit a wall and hurt yourself. He saw the burn marks on your shoulder from where he had pushed you. That type of energy wasn’t meant to be used on you. He had hurt you. A part of him was glad you had stormed out. To save you from another attack like that. But there was more of him that wanted to hug you again. To hold you. ”Anti…what happened wasn’t your fault.” Your voice was like a lullaby to him. His mind eased out of the black hole he had so frequently fallen into. “I…I still love you, ok? I’m sorry for all the things I said. I was scared. But I know it wasn’t your fault.” Anti felt something slither over his leg and he looked down to see Sam curl up in the crook of his crossed legs. His tail wrapping around Anti’s thigh as the little green ball gazed up at him. Another soft squeak rippled from the eye and Anti smiled. Stroking the smooth glowing surface with his free hand. “You have no reason to be sorry.” Anti said softly. “I should have walked away. I knew I was losing control, but… you know how I am.” You sniffled on the other end and Anti’s heart almost broke at the sound. “Do you mind if I come over?” Anti’s smile was broad enough to show his teeth. “Of course not, babe. Hurry over here!” Anti could feel your smile as you chuckled. God it felt good to hear you laugh. “I’ll be over soon.” And you hung up. Anti sighed and threw the phone down on the bed. Patting Sam as he wriggled to get more comfy against his legs. “You’re not so bad, Sam.” He said and the eye dipped in a little nod.
A Glitch Named Anti 