“Daaaad! Suecra won't stop touching me!” The tiny little incarnation of all the good in the universe was flailing against the seatbelt and raising a gigantic fuss. Suecra was just a few inches away and strapped into a similar seat. The formless blob was very obviously reaching out and prodding his sister for the sake of being a jerk, and Arceus could see it. The faint snickering gave it away.
Arceus adjusted the rear-view mirror slightly to get a better look at the back seat before frowning and shaking his head in despair. “Suecra, stop poking your sister.” He could see that he was poking her repeatedly and it wasn't making the ride any easier.
Suecra recoiled into a more concentrated black mass as the “fingers” retreated. “I am not! She's lying!” The younger god of evil's voice had lost any trace of amusement at his father's command.
“Well whatever you're doing, stop it, both of you. Don't make me come back there and wipe both of you out of existence.”
“But daaaaaad!”
“No buts. I swear to me that I will come back there and turn all three of us into an elder god again if you don't stop poking your sister.”
Suecra crossed his “arms” and huffed angrily. “Fine, I'll stop poking her.”
Arceus shook his head and re-adjusted the mirror before he sped the car up slightly; he had begun lagging behind in speed. It wasn't long, however, before Creaus cried out again. “Daaaad! He's poking me again! Make him stop, he's disgusting!”
Arceus slammed the brakes, causing everyone in the car to jolt forward against their seat belts. The neutral god looked back behind his seat at his son. “What did I say?”
Suecra re-crossed his arms and looked away from his father, but the original's leering gaze eventually forced an answer. “You said if I didn't stop poking her you'd erase me from existence.”
“And did you stop poking her?”
“...No.”
“Now, are you going to be good or am I going to have you wipe you out of existence?”
Suecra's arms tightened. He didn't want to say it, but getting removed from reality wasn't appealing. “I'll be good.”
Arceus looked forward and muttered something along the lines of “damn right” to himself quietly before stepping lightly on the gas.
It quickly became apparent that something was wrong. The sound from outside the car wasn't the usual calm push of tire against pavement, no, this was something much worse.
Arceus's head fell forward and smashed against the horn of his car which emit a loud, blaring noise.
The god sighed, unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped outside to confirm his suspicions.
They had popped a flat tire.
Arceus pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and hit the number on speed dial. His phone had every number on speed dial, it was one of the perks of ruling reality.
“Yeah, hey. I've popped a flat somewhere between the plane of null-energy and heaven. Do you think you could come bring a spare?”
The man on the other line sounded extremely confused, for obvious reasons.
“Daaaaad! I'm bored, can I get out?”
Arceus pulled the phone away from his ear to look over at his son before nodding. “Fine. But don't go to far.”
“Yessssssss. Anything to get out of that stupid car.”
Arceus shook his head before putting the phone back up to his ear as he continued giving directions.
Meanwhile, Suecra looked over at his Sister who was standing just outside of the car. The goddess walked in place idly to remove the tension, but she wasn't doing anything otherwise.
And that's when he hatched his plan and just as quickly put it into action.
“Daaaaaad! Suecra won't stop shooting icky stuff at me!”
Arceus accidentally crushed the phone he had next to his ear as he looked over at the pair.
Suecra had begun to send out splashes of negative energy in the form of a fine mist that covered the goddess like murky water.
“That's it! In my own bloody name I'm going to punish both of you just the way I damn well said I was going to!”
Arceus adjusted the rear-view mirror slightly to get a better look at the back seat before frowning and shaking his head in despair. “Suecra, stop poking your sister.” He could see that he was poking her repeatedly and it wasn't making the ride any easier.
Suecra recoiled into a more concentrated black mass as the “fingers” retreated. “I am not! She's lying!” The younger god of evil's voice had lost any trace of amusement at his father's command.
“Well whatever you're doing, stop it, both of you. Don't make me come back there and wipe both of you out of existence.”
“But daaaaaad!”
“No buts. I swear to me that I will come back there and turn all three of us into an elder god again if you don't stop poking your sister.”
Suecra crossed his “arms” and huffed angrily. “Fine, I'll stop poking her.”
Arceus shook his head and re-adjusted the mirror before he sped the car up slightly; he had begun lagging behind in speed. It wasn't long, however, before Creaus cried out again. “Daaaad! He's poking me again! Make him stop, he's disgusting!”
Arceus slammed the brakes, causing everyone in the car to jolt forward against their seat belts. The neutral god looked back behind his seat at his son. “What did I say?”
Suecra re-crossed his arms and looked away from his father, but the original's leering gaze eventually forced an answer. “You said if I didn't stop poking her you'd erase me from existence.”
“And did you stop poking her?”
“...No.”
“Now, are you going to be good or am I going to have you wipe you out of existence?”
Suecra's arms tightened. He didn't want to say it, but getting removed from reality wasn't appealing. “I'll be good.”
Arceus looked forward and muttered something along the lines of “damn right” to himself quietly before stepping lightly on the gas.
It quickly became apparent that something was wrong. The sound from outside the car wasn't the usual calm push of tire against pavement, no, this was something much worse.
Arceus's head fell forward and smashed against the horn of his car which emit a loud, blaring noise.
The god sighed, unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped outside to confirm his suspicions.
They had popped a flat tire.
Arceus pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and hit the number on speed dial. His phone had every number on speed dial, it was one of the perks of ruling reality.
“Yeah, hey. I've popped a flat somewhere between the plane of null-energy and heaven. Do you think you could come bring a spare?”
The man on the other line sounded extremely confused, for obvious reasons.
“Daaaaad! I'm bored, can I get out?”
Arceus pulled the phone away from his ear to look over at his son before nodding. “Fine. But don't go to far.”
“Yessssssss. Anything to get out of that stupid car.”
Arceus shook his head before putting the phone back up to his ear as he continued giving directions.
Meanwhile, Suecra looked over at his Sister who was standing just outside of the car. The goddess walked in place idly to remove the tension, but she wasn't doing anything otherwise.
And that's when he hatched his plan and just as quickly put it into action.
“Daaaaaad! Suecra won't stop shooting icky stuff at me!”
Arceus accidentally crushed the phone he had next to his ear as he looked over at the pair.
Suecra had begun to send out splashes of negative energy in the form of a fine mist that covered the goddess like murky water.
“That's it! In my own bloody name I'm going to punish both of you just the way I damn well said I was going to!”
