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Magicians Don't Need Superheros Pt22

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Yet another week passed, a peaceful week, well, as peaceful as the Septiceye House could be with Anti always trying to find something fun to do. But nothing too chaotic happened in that week and Marvin had agreed to go out on another one of Jackie’s patrols, wanting an excuse to go to the little bakery and get a sweet treat. It wasn’t hard to convince Jackie to make a stop during his routine for something chocolatey.

“I meant to ask you a while ago, but what other jobs do you do aside from security?” Marvin said after he and Jackie claimed a little booth in the bakery. He had a chocolate muffin in front of him while Jackie had a muffin as well but he also had two cookies and a slice of apple pie that he couldn’t resist getting since it just came out of the oven.

“The security stuff is like my usual go-to ‘cause of my strength.” Jackie took a large bite of the pie, smiling at the flavor for a moment as he chewed. “Does being a bodyguard count as something different?”

“I’d say so. Watching over a location and watching over a person seem very different.” Marvin picked up a fork and used it on his muffin.

“Dude, no.” Jackie stared in disbelief.

“What?”

“You’re using a fork for your muffin?”

“It’s cleaner to eat it this way.”

“It’s a muffin.”

“You’re using a fork.”

“For a pie.”

“Same thing. Dessert forks.”

“I’m going to explode.”

“You’re not going to explode.”

“I’m dying.”

“You’re dramatic.” Marvin loaded his fork again and held it toward Jackie. “You’re not going to die if you eat some muffin from a fork.”

“I can feel my atoms splitting as we speak.” Jackie exaggerated a shiver, noise, and all.

“Eat the muffin bite.” Marvin leaned over the table and had the fork closer to Jackie.

“My particles are parting.”

“Your particles are fine.”

“Death is coming for me.”

“I’m about to crawl over this table and shove this fork into your mouth if you don’t do it yourself.”

“I want everyone to wear superhero outfits at my funeral.”

“I’ll make sure of it.” Marvin rolled his eyes as Jackie ate the muffin from his fork. “Look at that. No atoms splitting or particles parting, you’re in one piece.”

“I feel like I committed a war crime.”

“You are such a-”

“Dork?” Jackie finished with a chuckle when Marvin’s phone ringing cut off his comment.

“A massive one,” Marvin added, taking his phone out and seeing that it was Chase calling. “Hello?”

“Hey, Marvin. Let Jackie know he needs to charge his phone and I need you two back at the House.” Chase said through the phone.

“Wait, why?”

“You’re going to be meeting the Ipliers.”

x~x~x

Marvin thought the Septiceye House was large but the Iplier Manor was massive. He felt like a Barbie-sized doll going into a house and not a grown man.

“People live here?” Marvin asked Jackie in a whisper, the two of them sticking to the back of the group as Chase knocked on the door.

“Yeah. just wait, it gets fancier.” Jackie whispered back.

“I’m so surprised.” Marvin’s voice was laced with sarcasm.

“Welcome, come in, we’re just waiting for the others and we can begin.” Dark greeted them after opening the door, stepping aside and gesturing with his hand for them to enter.

“I think my particles are parting,” Marvin muttered.

“And you call me dramatic.” Jackie teased and quickly scrambled into the Manor when Marvin gave him a look.

“Good afternoon,” Dark stated flatly to Marvin as he came into the building last. “Do you plan on behaving like a brat again?”

“Do you plan on removing the metal rod from your ass?” Marvin matched Dark’s tone.

“Bad idea, bad idea,” Jackie said to himself as he scrambled back over. “Should not have left you alone with him.” He slipped between the two and turned Marvin around by his shoulders and walked away with him.

“I think me and Dark get along swimmingly.” Marvin’s sarcasm was back in full force. “Soon we’ll be braiding each other’s hair and talking about cute boys.”

“I sure hope I make it into that talk.” A new voice said with a deep chuckle.

“Cowboy?” Marvin said when he saw the newest Iplier, blinking as his form took on his unique one.

“Adventurer.” The Iplier corrected, tilting his hat before bowing a bit, taking hold of one of Marvin’s hands, and kissing the knuckles. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He said with a wink.

“A flirty cowboy.” Marvin hummed. The man straightened up with another chuckle.

“Wilford wasn’t joking when he said you have a fun mouth on you. I can see why Jackie enjoys your company.” The man’s grin turned toward Jackie, gesturing to his hands that were still on Marvin’s shoulders.

“Well, I just-we’re-we’re just-he’s a good-he’s a good friend.” Jackie sputtered as he dropped his hands and then used them to point to the person whose name he spoke; “Marvin, Illinois. Illinois, Marvin.” He tried to change the subject with his next sentence. “Illinois was the one that taught me the waltz.”

“Now, that’s not shocking,” Marvin picked up on how Illinois seemed to like to tease. It wasn’t too far of a stretch for someone very flirty to be like that as well.

“Did he dip you?” Illinois asked.

“He did,” Marvin said with a light nod.

“I was showing off,” Jackie weakly laughed.

“A dip is a good way of doing that.” Illinois chuckled, eyes shifting to the side before returning and he grinned. “And I am going to steal Jackie here for a moment.” He wrapped an arm across Jackie’s shoulder and walked off with him.

“A good friend?” Illinois asked in a soft tone, making sure no one else could hear them over their own conversations.

“Yeah. Like, we clicked really fast and he’s a good friend.” Jackie matched Illinois’ level.

“Usually good friends don’t look like they want to yank off my head for doing my usual introduction.” Illinois hummed.

“I’m protective, you know that. When we went on that security job together some creep was like, being all creepy with him and I…I might have almost broken his shoulder.” Jackie admitted the last part quickly, it sounding like one word.

“Jackie,” Illinois said the name in shock. “You’re not one to normally do something like that.”

“He was making Marvin uncomfortable.” Jackie rubbed the back of his neck.

“Are we still going with the ‘just a good friend’ route? Because that sounds like you’re getting jealous.” Illinois poked Jackie’s chest.

“No. No, it’s not.” Jackie pushed Illinois’ hand away. “If the creep was creeping on anyone, I would have done the same for them.”

“Would have stepped in, of course, you are a hero after all, but you wouldn’t almost shatter a shoulder,” Illinois said. “Did you tell Chase about that?”

“No. He would have grounded me big time if I did.”

“Maybe you should talk to him. I know we’re pals but he knows you a lot more than me, might be able to pick at your brain and see if you were just being a hero, or if there’s more going on in that heart of yours.”

“Nothing is-” Jackie stopped himself and sighed. “You’re not going to leave me alone until I talk to Chase.”

“You know it.” Illinois winked.

“Fine.” Jackie slumped his body in a bit of a pout. “But I’m not going to like it.”

“You might.” Illinois patted Jackie’s back and then let him go, walking off while Jackie turned to see where Marvin was. He chuckled when he saw Marvin standing with the Jims, the other set of twins, and wasn’t shocked at how Marvin looked very confused as the Jims rambled to each other.

“Magic.”

“Not chaos magic.”

“No, no. No chaos. Just magic.”

“No demons.”

“Jackie, I can’t tell if I’m having a stroke or I really need a nap,” Marvin said as Jackie joined him.

“They are the Jims. He’s RJ and he’s CJ.” Jackie first pointed to the Iplier with a microphone in his hands and then to the one with a camera on his shoulder. “Reporter Jim and Camerman Jim.”

“They’ve been calling me cat Jim,” Marvin said.

“They do that. I’m hero Jim.” Jackie had a proud grin.

“I can’t tell if this is adorable or if I should be running for the hills.”

“Everyone has a Jim name if that helps.”

“Guess I’ll get my cardio workout in later.” Marvin chuckled. “How many more do I need to meet?”

“Five, well, six if you count Blank.” Jackie counted with his fingers, putting down four of them and then pointing. “That guy talking with Henrik is Dr. Iplier or Edward as we all call him. He’s the Iplier’s doc like how Hen is ours.”

“So, he’s their dad?” Marvin asked with another chuckle.

“I think Dark has that title.”

“The way I would always be running away from home if Dark was my parent. Not even teenage rebellion, I’d be running right after birth.”

“Would you believe me if I said the newest Iplier did?” Jackie chuckled.

“Oh? Now you have to give me all the details.” Marvin couldn’t help his curiosity from peeking through.

“Maybe not while he’s in the room.” Jackie scratched his cheek with a finger.

“Hey, dude! You must be Marvin!” One of the Ipliers Marvin hadn’t met yet rolled on his heels over to them. Marvin had to admit, with the other Ipliers he’s experienced, he wasn’t expecting someone with bright orange sunglasses and a black tank top. The b that was on the shirt looked familiar and he swore it was glowing.

“You are going to scare him, you nearly did the same with Madrick when he arrived.” Another Iplier joined, this one wearing basic glasses, and his blue t-shirt had a glowing G. Did they have lights in their shirts?

“Maddy’s warmed up to me, man. He just had to get used to the vibe.” The first Iplier did a little wave with his arms. “Plus, like, the dude was ready to literally set everyone but Mare on fire, so I have some laxness in that. Robbo loved me though when we first met.”

“Does he own a skateboard, by chance?” Marvin asked Jackie.

“He does,” Jackie said.

“I knew it.”

“Let’s get our introductions finished so we can continue with our day. We are completely off schedule and this new vision is only making it worse.” The second Iplier sighed.

“Vision?” Marvin was asking Jackie again.

“When everyone gets here, it’ll be explained.” Jackie gave a nervous smile.

“Alright, man, alright.” The first Iplier faced Marvin again. “I’m Bing and this mud-puddle here is Googs.”

“Google.” The second Iplier corrected.

“Like the search engines?” Marvin was going to ask if those were nicknames, but given how ‘Googs’ seemed to be the nickname, it was likely their actual names. Not too odd considering some of the other names he’s experienced.

“Exactly! We’re androids, dude.” Bing had the biggest grin.

“Androids?” Marvin definitely wasn’t expecting that. Magic he was used to, androids that moved, breathed, and looked like the average human, was sci-fi and he didn’t dwell much into that genre.

“Yes. We were formed with wires.” Google placed a hand on his arm and opened his skin like a panel, showing said wires and lights and other technical gadgets Marvin would never understand the function of.

“Googs!” Bing quickly closed the opening. “Come on, man, you know we can’t just show off our insides. You’re gonna, like, traumatize the newbie.”

“Madrick was interested in it,” Google stated.

“Maddy’s a big nerd, he likes that stuff. Not everyone is the same, dude.”

“Oh. My apologies.”

“I have no idea how to feel about this situation anymore.” Marvin blinked a few times. Did seeing an android’s wires under their…skin count as gore? Should he be traumatized?

“Hey, look, it’s Yancy.” Jackie waved a hand over to an Iplier that came out and went over to Illinois. The Iplier, Yancy, shot a smile and wave back to Jackie before his hand was taken by Illinois and they walked off together.

“Is he in a prison outfit?” Marvin asked. “Or does he just really like black and white stripes?”

“Prison. I don’t know the full story, the only person that does is Illinois.” Jackie shrugged. “He likes musicals.”

“I’m getting whiplash.”

“Sorry, we’re late.” Mare’s voice spoke as he, Phantom, Mad, and, who Marvin assumed was Blank, appeared in the middle of the room.

“I’m really getting whiplash.” Marvin rubbed his temples with his hand.

“Blank’s change came in late and we wanted to wait until he finished before using magic on him,” Mare explained.

“Robbie!” Blank, a young child, squeaked as he ran over to Robbie, also a young child. “I’m six!”

“Me too!” Robbie was also squeaking, the two children were very happy about being the same age.

“RJ, CJ, take Blank and Robbie to the playroom and I will come to get you all when we are finished.”

“Yes, dad Jim!” RJ and CJ both saluted before taking off with the children.

“Dad Jim?” Marvin repeated with a snort.

“Hush.” Dark snapped as he walked past. Marvin was about to snark but stopped when he noticed the weird shift in the air, everyone moving and following Dark.

“It’s time to do the thing,” Jackie said. “The vision thing.”

“Then we can go back to the House?” Marvin walked alongside Jackie.

“Yeah. Wanna play Stardew Valley tonight?” Jackie offered.

“That sounds nice.” Marvin smiled, watching everyone go through a set of double doors. He stepped in before Jackie and paused when he saw the last Iplier.

He sat at the end of a table, arms resting on the surface and hands on top of each other. He sat up straight and faced forward. None of that was strange but the bloody cloth wrapped around his eyes is what caused Marvin to hesitate.

“That’s Host,” Jackie said. “He’s our vision guy.”

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