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Four would cross his arms, looking around himself, very displeased...He had pretty much nothing now! Two had come in and stolen pretty much EVERYONE from him! He hated them! Even X, the little traitor, had decided to go over to Twos stupid new show as well!
His show was perfect! He doesn't understand why they'd choose Two over him. He felt like making something disappear. He didn't want to be here anymore.
...
Don't get Two wrong, he was usually hard to anger. But right now? Oh boy, he was beyond pissed off. Sure, maybe he should've been louder with explaining the rules, but they had no right in fighting him like that.
However, as a brilliant host, he couldn't show his weaknesses. All of them didn't need to see how he handled his "fits"!
But no matter! He'd let out all of that pent up anger veeeeeery soon! He'd just go where he usually did. To Four. The thought alone made him almost laugh, he was certainly still mad at Two. But that didn't matter either.
People just liked Two better than him. Two was naturally better than him. Two was also just more powerful than him.
He couldn't do anything to stop Two before, he certainly won't be able to stop him even now.
Four would kick at the ground, he was in an empty classroom, one far away from those others. At least they were stuck with him. They didn't deserve to leave.
He frowned, kicking one of the only chairs in the room, watching it fall to the ground with a loud clatter. This is why he HATED that stupid Two! They always ruined everything! Then they have the gaul to use Four when they get pissy! Four should make them pop into nothingness!
He clenched his hands into fists, getting mad again. He had taken Four's contestants! The only thing that made him feel whole! Feel useful...! The funny thing? No matter how hard he wanted to, he couldn't do anything against the other. It pissed him off!
It wasn't fair. Two could hurt him in any way possible and he couldn't do anything back to him. Four hated him. Hated everything about him, everything RELATED to him.
"Four! There you ar-" Four would jump back, shooting something at the direction of the voice, his eyes widening slightly at seeing the LAST person he wanted to see in front of him. "Why are YOU here?!" He frowned, taking a step away from the lesser number.
Two let out a sigh, "At least apologise for almost shooting me." Four felt his eye twitch, bringing his arm back up. "Alright, Alright, you're still mad." Two let out a laugh, moving both his hands to the side as he walked slightly closer towards Four.
Four shoved his hand back to his side, "Of course I am! You took my contestants!" Two let out a hum, continuing to make his way over to Four. "Stop doing that! Stop coming over here!" Four's voice would crack, this starting to feel all too familiar.
Two was angry. Something pissed them off .
Four would attempt to move backwards, being stopped when an arm grabbed his own, keeping him in place. "What's with that look Foursie?" His other hand was now at Four's "back" area, making it even more impossible for him to move away.
"Let go of me. I don't want to do this right now!" Four's voice was impressively cracking more than usual, showing that he was beginning to panic.
Another hum, Two loved using hums to answer Four when they did this to him. Four guessed it was another way to piss him off, to make everything worse.
Four jumped in place as Two moved his hand down to his slit, if he could vomit, this would be the point where he did. "No- NO! DO NOT TOUCH THAT!" He tried to use his free hand to use some of his power, but Two quickly used his own to restrain both of Four's hands.
This is what he usually did when Four moved his hands too much, he never did it with his legs though. And for some reason, that made Four more mad at him.
"It sure has been a while, hasn't it?" Four shut his eyes as a finger entered his hole, it felt uncomfortable and tight. It always felt that way at first. "You're always so tight down here! No wonder it always feels good, Foursie." Four would turn his head away, he didn't want to see this, he didn't want to acknowledge it was happening.
"You'll never guess what happened!" Four let out a gasp at the second finger being added, the stretch hurting. That was faster than usual, he was really pissed off. Four didn't want to be, but he was scared. "Those contestants you miss so badly are quite disrespectful. Because I made a mistake in explaining some rules, they decided it'd be a fantastic idea to gang up on me and try to beat me up!"
The fingers would curl, making Four jump. If he couldn't handle them, he shouldn't have fucking taken them—"Ahh!"—Two would still for a second, looking down at Four. Four would've shoved his hand over his mouth if they were free. He hated making sounds. He rarely made sounds during this.
He felt genuinely sick and disgusted.
"You don't have to pretend it doesn't feel good." Four would shake lightly at the fingers curling again, hitting all the right spots. He doesn't want it to feel good. The tears were threatening to fall, this was always so embarrassing.
"Stop it- I'm-" Four was close. Very, very close. He was scared, but it felt way too good. He wanted to think that Two was using his powers to make him feel this way too, but for some reason, he felt that wasn't true. "You're gonna cum?" Four lowered his head, eyes shut tight, anticipating the feeling of relief...
Instead, Two would remove his fingers, making Four open his eyes and look up at them confused. Why would he do that. "Oh, my bad! But I can't have you doing that this early on Four!" Four felt his eyebrows furrow, the tears falling down his face now. This was horrible.
The least this asshole could do is not torture him even more in this way.
"Don't worry, you'll get to cum in a bit!" Two kissed at the tears, making Four still. He was weird. He was clearly mad, but he still acted like...like this! What the hell!?
Four would look downwards, flinching as something hard slid against his now wet entrance. "Two stop it! I am not in the mood for this!" Another hum which was quickly followed by a thrust, "Be quiet for a moment, Four." Four felt the magic on his hands fade away, them flopping down to the side of his body.
"I can trust you to know not to try anything stupid, right?" Four knew alright, he knew all too well. It still didn't mean he would allow himself to become... Obedient to someone like Two! Four didn't even want this in the first place! And he KNEW Two only did this to let out whatever pent up anger he had.
It was irritating. So SO irritating.
"Good! Now let's get this really started!" Two snapped his fingers, magic now all over Four's body, making him turn all the way around before disappearing again. At least he didn't have to look at him. At least Two let him have THAT.
Four froze at the feeling of Two finally pushing into him, it hurt, Two never prepared him good in the past, but at least it never hurt like this after the first time. "Stop for a second!" Four yelled, reaching behind himself to grab at Two. He didn't know what he grabbed, but Two did stop pushing in.
Four would let out a few deep breaths, bringing the hand back to join in on clenching his stomach. "Does it hurt?" Four glared at him if he could. Of course it hurt!
"Take it out!" Two let out a sigh, he sounded impatient, "Four, you know that's not happening anytime soon." Four would bite the inside of his mouth as Two began pushing inside him again, the pain that had become numb beginning to burn again.
And then he stilled again with a sigh, which meant that he was fully inside of Four. It really hurt. Four felt like his whole lower body was burning. All Four could do is breathe hard, he couldn't calm himself down and the tears were threatening to fall again.
"Calm down, you're clenching down hard on me." Four furrowed his eyebrows before kicking Two in his leg, making the other number groan. "Alright, not the right thing to say. But try to breathe in properly, Foursie. You remember what happened the first time, right?" How could Four forget.
He still had nightmares about it sometimes. He bled really badly because Two didn't understand that he had to be patient. Although, Two was raping him, so Four shouldn't be all too surprised that Two didn't care about preparing him properly.
But... No matter what Two was doing to him now, he didn't ever want to feel that same pain again. This was childsplay compared to what he felt then.
So he forced himself to steady his breathing, it was hard, but he managed it.
Four would tighten the arms around his stomach at the burn of Two beginning to pull out...before quickly pushing back inside. "There you go! Isn't that much better?" Nothing could make anything about this better. Four hated it no matter if he felt pain, nothing, or even... pleasure.
Four shut his eyes again, trying to think of something else. Literally anything other than what was happening right now. Maybe he could find and ask X if they wanted to hang out with him? Sure, he was still mad at them, but he knew that anger wouldn't last. It never did with X.
He doesn't know. He missed X, though. He always did. They were his best friend. He wished he was with X right now. He justed wanted to be as far away from Two as physically possible.
Ha, he'd rather be stuck in a room with Loser for a month than this.
He would be dragged out of his thoughts as Two would wrap his hands around him, pushing Four up against him as the feeling of something wet spilled inside. It made Four shiver, the feeling was disgusting.
"Phew! That was good!" Four would say nothing as Two would pull out of him, watching Four for a few seconds before snapping his fingers, magically cleaning him up.
"Thanks a bunch Foursie! You're always so helpful!" Four turned around, glaring at Two, clearly not amused. "Hmm..." Four just wanted him to leave. "Oh right! I almost forgot!" Four would still as Two moved his hand back down to his vagina.
"You never did get to cum, did you! I promised you would, but you never do when I fuck you." Four would shake his head, grabbing Twos hand. "I don't care about that! Just leave!" He didn't want any more.
Two just laughed, removing Four's hand off of his own. "Don't be silly! The least I can do is make you feel good too." They really didn't understand what No meant.
Two wasted no time, immediately shoving two fingers back into Fours hole, making Four jump at the sudden re-intrusion. "You're really loose now!" Four shoved his hand over his mouth, not wanting to make any more sounds than he already had.
And after a few more curls of Twos fingers, Four felt his legs go numb, almost giving out under himself as he finally came. He would grab onto Two, trying to calm his breathing down again. "There you go! Now we're done here!" Two moved backwards, almost making Four tumble over as he was using Two to keep up.
"I've got a show to host now! See you next time Foursie!" And like that, he was gone. It was as if he had never been there, the only reminder being the wetness from Fours pussy.
Four let himself fall to the ground. He was done. He rarely cried, but he couldn't stop the tears falling down his face again. This was the third time today he did that. And all of those were because of Two.
He really hated Two.