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“For the last time!” Wiggly rolled his large celestial eyes as he regarded his younger sibling’s form with frustration. “You cannot pick the mortal Linda as your vessel; she is the one who will lead my cult to success, and therefore, she naturally belongs to me ”
“ Oh !” Nibbly only whined in response, “But there is simply no other mortal as sweet and enticing as her ! If I cannot have Linda, then I’m not playing!”
Wiggly did not entertain Nibbly with a response, instead he stretched out his incorporeal tentacle in an attempt to smack his little brother on the back of his head. His eyes just about illuminated Nibbly’s frame moving to avoid the swing, barely giving Wiggly enough time to snatch back his tentacle as Nibble opened his mouth for a bite
They probably annihilated a few universes with that manoeuvre. Oops. Not their fault
Wiggly only narrowed his glowing eyes, intent on standing his ground. But Nibbly, like always, remained undeterred. If Nibbly really wanted something, especially to do with food, there was nothing short of a multiversal collapse that could sway his mind
“Why do you want her to lead to lead this mortal cult anyway? It’s not like you have a favourite mortal,” Nibbly challenged. Wiggly absolutely did not understand his siblings’ obsession over specific mortals. He found most of them equally pathetic, what did it matter which ones they tormented? But all of them, even Pokey, the more serious one in the group, were completely adamant about their favourite little flesh puppets, so Wiggly just accepted it
“I may not have favourite mortals, but I am no fool,” Wiggly started, making his displeasure clear. “Your vessel, as shallow as she is, makes for the perfect leader. She has proved herself as capable before, and there is no other mortal I can stand. So, no, you may not just take her”
“ Pleeeaaaase ?” Nibbly asked in an exaggerated sweet voice, “I promise! You’ll still be in charge! I just want to be the one to have a taste of her soul, but you’ll still tell her what to do”
As long as that was the case, Wiggly had no issues with “sharing” (ew) their future little cult leader. But Wiggly knew that there was more to Nibbly’s demands, so once again, he only glared back
“ Fine, ” Nibbly huffed out, partially giving in with annoyance. “I promise I won’t eat her this time”
“ Good . And you better keep up with that promise, or next time, you really won’t be playing with us,” Wiggly threatened slightly, letting Nibbly celebrate his “victory” as he begrudgingly chose another vessel
Unfortunately, across timelines, there weren’t any other mortals he had ever formed a spiritual connection with. There was never any mortal that he tormented more than any others. That meant he had to get more creative, which was kind of hard to do when he couldn’t care less about any of them. He’d have to think about that. He wished his loyal minion, Wilbur Cross, could be here instead. But alas, his soul was vanquished by that stupid little witch
“Wiggog Y’wrath,” Tinky called out to him. “Could I possibly... oh ... pick two vessels?”
“Tnoy’Karaxis, no, ” Wiggly lectured, already knowing what the goat wanted to ask, “You cannot have more than one vessel, and you cannot choose both of the Spankoffskis’”
Truly, he had no idea what Tinky’s obsession was with that particular bloodline of mortals. Perhaps it was entertaining to watch one of them flail around in that mortal game of life, but Wiggly had no idea why it turned into a love for anyone who was related to him
“Oh, no fair!” Tinky cried, stomping and clicking his hooves angrily against the cosmic void of the Black and White. “I haven’t had the opportunity to play with the new one yet, but I refuse to leave my favourite one behind! Can’t I just have them both?”
Wiggly only sharpened his glare, unwilling to fall to yet another ridiculous demand. Tinky only responded by stomping his hooves harder, until eventually he trotted away to brood elsewhere. Wiggly would smack his own forehead if only it didn’t have a chance to cripple him. If only they were immune to their own strength
He barely had time to relax before he felt that familiar feeling stab at the back of his head. He turned to see Blinky and all his eyes, silent as always, staring him down in the way that said “I want something, it absolutely will piss you off, and I’m not sorry”
“ I suppose I must only pick one vessel as well... ” Blinky said in his usual hushed tone. He was never one for speaking. Wiggly barely held back an exaggerated sigh. Of course Blinky would also struggle to pick between one stupid bloodline of mortals, what did he expect?
“ Bliklotep , I’m afraid I do not have time for any more games ,” Wiggly said through barely contained frustration, and borderline insanity. “I do not care what you do, just pick ONE vessel! That’s all I ask! We have been at this for much too long, and I would like to move the plan along !”
Blinky, like always, showed no visible response, but Wiggly knew that he understood. There would be time for games and bickering once they made contact with their chosen timeline. If only they could get there before Wiggly lost is eldritch mind
“ Very well ...” Blinky finally answered, “ I have made my choice ...”
And with that, he disappeared back into the darkness, the glow of his eyes never quite fading away completely
Wiggly sighed. At least everyone but him and Tinky had made their choice. Why couldn’t they all be like Pokey? He chose his vessel immediately and without a fuss. Although his choice was the most boring out of them all, at least he made it without giving Wiggly a cosmic headache
“ Nibblenephim !” Pokey’s voice roared
Never mind
Wiggly wasn’t sure if he wanted to look over and see what the two were doing, but the quicker he sorted them out, the better for his non-existent soul. Pokey’s gooey form was towering over Nibbly, who didn’t look like he wanted bite for once
“Keep your gluttonous mouth away from my vessel! At this rate, you will devour the town of Hatchetfield before we can convert it!” Pokey’s flesh pulsated and dripped rigorously with anger, a common sight for the temperamental God
“I only threatened to eat your vessel because YOU threatened to infect mine !” Nibbly shot back, teeth chomping at the vacuum of the void. “Keep your filthy blue goo out of my food!”
“ You -”
“ Brothers !” Wiggly interrupted before Pokey had a chance to retort, gaining both of their attention. “We agreed! NO ONE is eating, possessing or infecting ANYONE’S vessel! You have an entire town of mortals to torment! Why do you insist on stealing each other’s toys?”
Pokey said nothing, only glaring his dark empty eyes in silent hate, whilst Nibbly immediately sprang into more arguing
“I’m not insisting on anything! Pokey’s the one who-”
“Don’t you even try,” Pokey growled as his liquid form appeared to squeeze itself tighter
“ You two, ” Wiggly addressed them in an authoritarian voice, “Knock it off before I knock you off this plane of existence . You can fight all you want once we get the party started, but right know, focus on your own vessels”
With his tentacles raised, the other two retreated silently to their parts of the darkness, returning to their previous task of observing their vessels. Their entire plan relied on those puny little mortals, and for once in a very long time, they were planning carefully, rather then just charging into random timelines without a plan like they usually did
Typically, they couldn’t just manifest on their own. They needed something, some kind of trigger, like a ritual or an event, to allow them to fully interact with a reality. But this time, they were changing things up a bit, and their vessels would be the key
Once Tinky stopped brooding in his little corner, they could move on and finally land on the mortal plane. Ah, then the fun will really start . They had manifested outside the Black and White thousands of times, but this time they would all manifest at the same time, in one shared timeline. It had been millennia since they all played together, ever since She had forsaken them, but now they would have fun together, just like old times