The church was rather old and had a very European style to it. Nazi wondered if the churches in Germany looked exactly like that as well. It was dark already, the moon high in the sky, and only a few bugs were chirping around.
The man wondered how it came to this. He never has been very religious and even then, as a Jew, he shouldn't be going to a church for this. But... He wasn't sure where else to go. Nazi didn't want to go to a place with Jews, being one himself was already one too many for him. And well, Christianity was at least a religion appreciated by the National Socialists. It was almost kind of culture.
He sighed as he finally pushed open the doors of the church. It was empty inside and he grabbed for a lighter from his back pocket. With it at hand, he lighted a candle. Now being able to see the room better, it looked even more abounded as he imagined it to be. Though maybe that shouldn't have been such a big surprise for him, after all, this building was in the middle of nowhere.
As he sat down, he brainstormed his "sins". After doing so, he pressed his hands together and closed his eyes. But instead of actually praying, he opened his eyes again. With a sigh, he pressed himself against the wooden bench. There was a lot to unpack.
He wasn't sure if it really would help. Maybe this is not what the Communist meant with, "maybe you should talk to someone about your problems". The Nazi played around with his hands a bit nervously and stared at the glass window art of the church.
Last week, he had one of his every-few-years breakdowns. Just that this time it happened earlier as he thought. Probably had something to do with him figuring out that he was Jewish. Normally nobody knew of that, but that time, the Communist had to bark into the room.
Just the memory of it made the Nazi feel humiliated again. In the end he never actually told the Communist anything, he basically just awkwardly sat on his bed crying, but that was worse enough. Tankie then had awkwardly patted his head and told him to, if he didn't want to talk with him, get help from someone else.
And since the right-winged Authoritarian is not going to tell anyone who could judge him, the only other option was God... If he exists that is.
He coughed. And then tried to remember something very old he learned way back while studying German. "Um. Vater unser im Himmel. Geheiligt werde dein Name. Dein Reich komme. Dein Wille geschehe, wie im Himmel, so auf Erden. Unser tägliches Brot gib uns heute. Und vergib uns unsere Schuld, wie auch wir vergeben unsern Schuldigern. Und führe uns nicht in Versuchung, sondern erlöse uns von dem Bösen. Denn dein ist das Reich und die Kraft und die Herrlichkeit in Ewigkeit."
He stopped, stared up at the glass ceiling. For a moment, he expected something to happen. Just anything. Obviously, nothing did. "Anyway, father, please. Take it away from me. Those. Degenerate thoughts and. My guilt. The evil I have done. And the deaths committed. Amen." That must have been the worst prayer in God's letterbox so far. Nazi wondered if he would even listen to his. Didn't the Jews kill Jesus or something?
And then suddenly, a bright blue beam came out of nowhere. Just creating itself in the middle of the church. Nazi almost screamed at the top of his lungs and quickly hid himself behind the bench. Holy shit, the devil was here to take him. He shouldn't have questioned the existence of such things. He put his hands over his head as he trembled and stared down at the ground, not daring to look up.
"Nazi?" As the Identitarian heard someone call his name, his trembling came to an end. He could recognize that voice. Slowly, he peaked up from behind the bench and saw Christian Covervative in front of him. Well, not entirely. The Conservative now also had halo and feather wings.
"What the fuck. Fuck you." Nazi spat, his eyes furrowing. He was convinced that this was some sick joke or prank by the other ideology. He suddenly felt very embarrassed about him having been scared to go to hell and instead let an annoyed expression rest on his face.
"Please watch your language. Especially in a house of God." Christian Conservative said, eyeing Nazi a bit like a child that tried to steal a cookie. Nazi just rolled his eyes. "This isn't funny. Using your ideology-powers to make others believe in made-up bullshit."
The 'angel' walked over to him. "If it's all made-up bullshit, what are you doing here?" Nazi opened his mouth, before quickly closing it again, not really having an answer to that. Christian Conservative continued with his talk. "I'm an angel sent by god. Here to take care of you and bring you back to the right path."
"No thanks." The answer came out fast. "But that's what you asked for?" "No?" It was silent for a moment. "But you just prayed for-" Nazi never heard the end of that sentence, because he simply stood up and walked out of the church.
That's not how he expected this to go. As he was back in his car, he looked back to the church once more. Christian Conservative didn't seem to have followed him. He sighed in relief. After doing so, he grabbed the car wheel in anger. How dare the other prank him like that? Especially in such a vulnerable moment! He groaned. Nazi shouldn't have come here.
As he drove back, he didn't realize someone with two big wings following him.
Ancom was woken up by a loud and angry scream. After that, qi heard someone stomp down the stairs. Ancom opened qis eyes tiredly and slowly sat up from the couch. For a moment, qi was a bit confused on how qi got here, but then qi remembered that qi had taken a shit-ton of drugs yesterday and then must have fallen asleep on the couch.
Qi put his head on the couch rest and eyed Nazi, who was currently stomping down the stairs in anger. Ancom groaned. "Can you NOT? I was trying to sleep here." Nazi huffed. "Yeah, same. But!" He raised his arms, furiously moving them in one direction.
"Goddamn Conservative over here thought it was funny to not just pull a shit-ass prank on me, but also stalk me back to our home and my room." Nazi's explanation only confused Ancom even more and qi wondered how much qi has missed out on last night. Maybe the drugs made qim forget some important things of yesterday. "... What?"
"Ugh, you're so useless. Probably high again?" Nazi asked, looking down at qi as if qi wasn't much more than an annoying little bug. "Whatever, I'm doing it myself."
The right-winged Authoritarian grabbed for something invisible and then seemed to have a rather hard time trying to get the invisible thing to move over to the door. Ancom, thinking it must be the drugs, slowly let qimself fall on the couch. Qi tried to fall asleep again, but not soon later, Ancap came down the stairs.
"You are disturbing my beauty sleep! What is so important to wake me like that?!" The anarchist asked and this got Ancom's attention again. Qi sat up once more, eyeing Ancap and then Nazi. "Conservative broke into our house and watched me sleep like a creep! I'm getting him out now!"
Ancap seemed to be as confused as Ancom, but then opened his mouth. "Isn't he dead? Whatever, that's quite weird indeed. And breaking into MY house. I'm suing him! Where is he?" He asked, crossing his arms.
Nazi gave him a confused look and then, yet again, pointed at nothingness. "He's right here!" But no Conservative was seen.
"Oh no, he finally went insane." Tankie's voice came from the stairs. Nazi seemed to finally have awoken everyone at 3 in the morning.
"... What. No, stop fucking with me. Here's right here. Help me get him out! And you-" Nazi turned around, facing the wall. "Stop looking at me like that!"
Ancom slowly faced Ancap. "Did he accidentally eat something from your stash?" "Not that I know of." Tankie was the first one to finally try and get the situation under control. He walked over to Nazi and put a hand around him.
"Nobody is here. You are dreaming. Just go back to bed, da?" "What" "shooosh." As Ancom and Ancap physically cringed at the sight, Nazi raised his hand to slap the Communist. Tankie was faster than him though and instead, slammed their foreheads together. Quickly, Nazi was out cold in his arms.
"Alright, that should settle it." For a short second, Ancap panicked. "Did you kill him?!" Ancom, however, just let qimself fall onto the couch again "I hope."
But Tankie shok his head. "No, though he might wake up with a headache." With the Nazi in his arms, he walked over to Ancom. "You should go to your room too. It's better to sleep in bed than on couch, da?"
Ancom wanted to tell Commie to fuck off, but as qi looked up at the other leftist and saw his gentle smile, qi didn't have the heart to so. "Alright, Tankie." Qi yawned and got up, walked up the stairs to go to bed.
"Jeez, I'm making him pay for making me wake up at 3am for nothing later." Ancap complained, but then quickly went up the stairs as well. Tankie following soon after.
Normally, Ancap was the person to come down the stairs the last. But this time, it seemed like, he wasn't. The leftists were already at the table and eating their breakfast, but Nazi was nowhere to be seen. Ancap rubbed his chin in light confusion, but then finally walked over to the table and sat down. Tankie looked a bit bitter.
"Where is Nazi?" Ancap asked and grabbed one of the buns from the breadbasket. Tankie usually wakes up really early, takes a quick run to the local bakery, buys some buns for them, and then gets back. He already was there so often, that he befriended the little baker there and even gets a 20% off on everything. Ancap once thought about buying this bakery just to fuck with the Communist, but in the end, didn't.
"Oh, he is still asleep," Ancom answered and ate a salad instead of the buns Tankie had bought. "Why are you eating a salad?" Ancap asked his next question and put some salami on his bun. "I'm vegan now and the bakery uses eggs as fillers in their bread." Ancom said proudly and Ancap coughed a bit, before asking a third question: "Weren't you vegetarian yesterday?" "Yes, I changed my mind. I'm vegan now." Commie sighed heavily and now Ancap understood why Tankie had looked so bitter.
"Alright then. Whatever." Ancap stopped asking questions now and instead began eating his bun with salami. The leftists now began talking about the importance of bread, but he didn't listen. Usually, Ancap would talk with Nazi about something during breakfast, but the other rightist wasn't at the table.
"It's weird." The capitalist said and Tankie turned his head around to him. "What is?" "That he isn't up yet," Ancap answered and pointed at the reserved chair for Nazi. Tankie simply shrugged. "Maybe his headache is really bad." That made Ancom giggle and Ancap huff. "You shouldn't have done that. It broke the NAP." "I don't care about the NAP." Ancap swallowed down the last bit of his bun. "I will look how he is doing. When he really has a bad headache, he can sue you for it." Ancap grinned. "And he can pay me 50% of the personal injury compensation as his personal lawyer."
The Communist just rolled his eyes, not taking Ancap's little threat seriously. The capitalist stood up, without cleaning up his dishes, which resulted in the Communist rolling his eyes a second time and then Ancap walked up the stairs.
Now standing in front of Nazi's room, Ancap knocked on the blue door. When there was no answer, Ancap let himself in. Nazi's room always had been almost creepingly tidied up. As if it was some kind of display of an Ikea set. The capitalist walked into the room and over to Nazi's blue bed. Over his bed hung a war flag of the Third Reich. Ancap ignored it and poked Nazi's cheeks a bit.
"Ugh, lass mich." The other rightist just said and rolled to the other side. Ancap now decided to take out his phone. He navigated to his music app and then blasted "Ancapistan" as loud as possible. This got Nazi's attention and the Authoritarian angrily jumped the capitalist, making him hit the ground behind him.
"Ow! No reason to get physical! You were sleeping like the princess of the pea, I had no other choice." Ancap whined and rubbed his head a bit. Nazi took this opportunity to grab the anarchist's phone and turn off the song. "The hell are you doing in my room? What do you need?" Nazi asked, still sounding a bit tired and Ancap raised one of his eyebrows. "You were late for breakfast. You never sleep this long. I wanted to check on you."
This got Nazi silent. Ancap? Checking up on him? "Nothing more?" Ancap was silent for a little longer, before answering. "And well, I wanted to see if we can sue Tankie for breaking the NAP. Though, you also kind of attacked me, so maybe I can just sue both of you?" Nazi now got off of Ancap.
"Don't ever do that again. I rather wake up late than having you blast this awful song into my ears while not being entirely awake." Ancap grinned. "So it's okay if you're awake?" "No."
It was silent for a little longer, but then Nazi suddenly jumped in surprise and took a step back. Ancap just watched in confusion. "Why is he still here?" Nazi hissed and pointed at the corner of his room. Ancap raised an eyebrow and opened the curtains of the room, but even now, with more light in the room, he couldn't see anyone in the corner of the room.
"Uhm." But before Ancap could actually give an answer to that, Nazi already began talking to himself. Or well, rather began talking with "Conservative", as Nazi has said the invisible person in the corner of his room is supposed to be. "I didn't mean the prayer like that. I don't need your help and now fuck off!"
Ancap wasn't really a person to worry much about others, but Nazi screaming at the corner of his room on top of his lungs was honestly kind of worrying. "Nazi." He didn't listen to Ancap and instead continued his self-debate. "Nazi!" Ancap said again, this time louder and the other rightist turned his head around to him in annoyance. "What?!"
"Nobody is there." Nazi didn't seem to be convinced. "And that prank isn't funny anymore." And so Ancap began walking over to the corner of Nazi's room to lean himself on the wall. Nazi's face went through multiple layers of confusion as he saw Ancap walk into Conservative and then just stopped right there, standing inside Conservative.
At loss of words, Nazi's face turned a bright color of red. "That. I-. I must just be really tired." Considering, Nazi just slept longer than all 4 of them, Ancap knew that this couldn't be the reason for Nazi's weird behavior, but he also didn't want to be mean. Sure, Ancap liked being mean, but there sometimes just were times where you could decide to be nice.
"It's fine. Do you want to come eat breakfast? I think I could eat another bun. By the way, Ancom is vegan now." "Ha! I knew he would do that eventually! Goddamn soy boy." Ancap just smiled, glad the other was back to normal but hoped that Ancom didn't hear that. The capitalist wasn't really in the mood to hear the two fighting over neopronouns for another 5 hours like last week.
A week passed. At first, the Communist thought that the little head-slam had been enough to bring Nazi back to normal, but slowly he realized, that didn't seem to be the case. Sure, the rightist stopped talking about "Conservative stalking him", but instead he started to be jumpier.
The Nazi would start to have bad dark circles under his eyes and these only seemed to get worse by every day. He also got quieter and quieter. Sometimes they heard Nazi talk to himself in his room and some dinner nights, he would silently stare at the wall in anger.
But, the almost most worrying part was, that Nazi's room looked like a mess when he opened the blue door to his room. "What the hell happened here?" The usually so strong and proud nationalist jumped at the Russian's voice and turned his head around to him.
When there was no answer, Tankie decided that it was finally time to ask about 'the elephant in the room'. "Are you going through a weird emotional phase or something? Or what is wrong?" Nazi only rolled his tired-looking eyes. "What I am doing is none of your business, Red." He was silent for a moment, only for a shit-eating grin to appear on his face in the next second. "Also, who knows? Maybe I'm finally planning my killing rampage, as Ancom likes to joke about sometimes." Ancom used to joke, that Nazi seemed like the perfect school shooter material. "Maybe I will just kill you all next morning, who knows."
The smile didn't disappear on his face and for some reason, saying those words seemed to relax Nazi. What he didn't expect though, is for Tankie to not take this as an indication to go away. Instead, Tankie walked into the room and closed the room behind him.
"Is that so?" Tankie asked without any emotion in his voice and sat down next to Nazi, who was sitting in a mess of photos that he had spread out on the ground. Nazi's smile dropped and he stared back at the Russian, trying to look intimidating while doing so. After he finally realized that the Communist wasn't going to leave his room any time soon he huffed lightly. "It was a joke."
Nazi turned back to his photos and began sorting them, apparently trying to pretend that the other extremist wasn't sitting next to him right now. Even though, he seemed quite tense. Tankie looked down at the photos. They seemed to be old photos of buildings, tanks, planes and cars. All looking rather European – Maybe it was Germany? Probably Germany in 1933-1934 if he had to guess. Tankie turned his head to Nazi again. "I don't know, I can kind of see you doing that."
The rightist stopped his sorting for a moment. He seemed to think about this sentence rather deeply, before shrugging it off. Or rather, pretending to shrug it off. "If you say so. Doesn't surprise me that you would agree with Ancom on that." As he was finished sorting his photos, he looked back to Tankie. "So. When are you leaving?"
"You still didn't answer my question. Why is your room a mess?" Nazi crossed his arms, glaring at the Communist once more. This wouldn't distract Tankie from the discarded empty bottles and the dirty clothes all over his room though. When was the last time the rightist used the washing machine?
Tankie sighed, almost feeling like a mother as he stared back at the sulking ideology in front of him. It almost reminded him of Ancom. Just that Ancom actually liked living in a mess, Tankie didn't think that Nazi does like having his room messy. So it was of course weird why it would be. "Are you doing okay?" Tankie asked now and Nazi quickly answered with a "Yes."
Then he stood up, placing his hands on Tankie's shoulders and then trying to shove him away. "Get out of my room before I actually go and grab my gun, you goddamn linksgrünversifftes dreckiges Kommunistenschwein-" As Tankie suddenly stood up and took a step to the side, Nazi fell to the ground.
There Nazi laid, silently, apparently too embarrassed to comment anything on his ungraceful accidental landing onto the ground. Tankie was so nice to not comment anything on it either and instead just sat down again. "Do you need to talk? I will not leave until you tell me what is up. Does this have something to do with "angel Conservative" stalking you last week or so?"
The Identitarian sat up again, brushed over his shirt, and then looked at the Communist. "No." Silence. Deep Glaring. "Maybe." Then a sigh. "Can't you just leave me alone? I'm tired, really, I don't want to do this." It almost came out as a whine, but Nazi quickly cleared his throat. Now, with his voice back to normal, he spoke up again. "Leave my room, Red. This isn't a request anymore, this is a command. I will seriously go and grab my gun if you don't."
Tankie sat there for a little longer, thinking about Nazi's words, before eventually standing up again. "Alright. I will leave you alone for now, but if this keeps going on like this, then you leave me no choice, but to drag you to a doctor. Since you obviously don't seem to see us as friends enough, to tell us anything." He said, almost sounding kind of hurt. Nazi blinked back at the Communist, seemingly confused about the other's words.
But instead of commenting anything on it, he simply nodded. Tankie took this as an indicator to leave the rightist's room again. He would get behind what was wrong with Nazi eventually. After all, didn't they all became friends after the successful execution of the Centricide?
"That's it, I have had enough. We're bringing Nazi to a doctor." Tankie said, with both of the anarchists sitting in his room. Ancap seemed to look rather uncomfortable while being surrounded by a bunch of posters of Stalin and Mao.
Ancom didn't even look up from qis phone as qi answered. "I actually like him like this more than he usually is. He's so much quieter and less like a dick. I think it's good if he is struggling a bit emotionally, maybe he grows to be a bit more sympathetic then." Ancap was silent for a moment, then he added something to the conversation as well. "That's true. But I have to agree with the Communist as well. It's just. His behavior isn't like him at all, I'm a bit worried." Ancom gave Ancap an almost disgusted glance and then looked back at the Communist.
"You can't mean that. He's literally a Nazi, no, worse, the personification of Nazism. Even if he downtimes denies so. Why should I, plus you, care?" Communist took a deep breath. "Because. He's our friend. Together, we archived the Centricide. And anyway..." His voice got quieter as he continued. "I'm sure the moment this unity breaks, it will result in a new war. And probably also the last war that the world of ideologies will have. I'm... not ready to just leave you yet."
Ancom and Tankie looked rather deeply into each other's eyes. As Ancap realized that the sexual tension between them seemed to raise up, he imitated some fake puking noises. They quickly came back to reality and shot Ancap an annoyed look. "Stop doing that," Tankie said, as he had to hold himself back, to not hit Ancap on his head for his inappropriate and rude behavior. Ancom and he were having a moment. "Goddamnit, Ancap."
The capitalist just smirked and qi sighed. "Alright. What is your plan? How do we convince Nazi to go to the doctor? Because I don't really think he will just come with us willingly." Ancom asked and Tankie nodded. "That is true. And that's also why we will have to kidnap him there."
This answer brought a smile back on Ancom's face. "That sounds like fun." "I knew you would like that," Tankie replied, but Ancap didn't seem very convinced. "That would definitely break the NA-"
Before he could end his sentence, both Ancom and Tankie yelled: "Shut up about your NAP already!" at him.
As the right-winged ideology arose from his bed, he realized that it seemed to be quite silent in the extremist's shared home... Too silent. Did something happened? Nazi carefully stood up from his bed and looked around in his room. It was a mess, he didn't know anymore when the last time was he actually cleaned his room. Sure, he sometimes brushed off a bit of dust here and there, but the needed motivation to actually clean everything was heavily lacking.
"Did you have a good night's sleep?" A voice behind him asked and Nazi quickly turned around. There, he stood. All smug and almost too bright for Nazi's taste. His angelic appearance just pissed off the Nazi even more. He couldn't take it anymore. With anger, he formed his hands into fists, but his fatigue was holding him back from actually getting physical with the other. And anyway, he had tried to shove Conservative out of his room multiple times already and it didn't seem to really have an effect on the other at all.
"When will you finally leave me alone?!" He yelled, ignoring if the other 3 extremists could hear him. Conservative just smiled, as always, and then said: "Not before your prayer is fulfilled. I have told you this before. I will not leave before you're over your emotional tr-" "Aaaaaaa" Nazi cut the other off and put his hands into his hair. "Shut up, shut up. Stupid retarded -..."
Nazi mumbled on, his words incoherent as he walked over to his door. He removed the hands out of his hair and opened it, trying to ignore that there was a figure following him close behind. Quickly, he walked down the stairs, ready to eat one of the buns that Tankie usually gets for breakfast. But as he arrived in the middle of the stairs, he saw that there was nobody at the breakfast table. A bit confused, he looked at the time, but he wasn't late today. Now should be the time they would usually start eating. So where was everyone?
If just Tankie would be missing, it would be another thing. Because. Maybe he had realized that he was at least half gay and finally had fucked that poor bakery man, but no. Ancap and Ancom were missing as well. Nazi moved one hand to his chin and tapped his finger. Maybe the anarchists had a party yesterday and now were high as fuck, still asleep?
"Good!" It suddenly yelled right next to Nazi's ear, causing the ideology to jump in surprise and almost fall off the stairs. Conservative levitated down the stairs. "Now that we are finally alone at this house, we can focus on your redemption." "Redemption?!" Nazi asked back, his hands tightly holding on to the handrail of the stairs. "You want me to kill myself or what?" Conservative shook his head. "Certainly not. Suicide is a sin. You should stop thinking of so."
The Nazi furrowed his eyes together. "I'm not." The angel didn't seem very convinced. "Stop lying to yourself. To solve a problem, you must first acknowledge it. Which you did. In church. I don't know why you suddenly bottled it all up again." The person spoken to didn't listen to Conservative anymore, instead, he walked right through him. He got a piece of cheese out of the fridge and then walked up the stairs again. "That's not a very nutritious breakfast," Conservative said, but was, yet again, ignored.
After swallowing the piece of cheese down his throat Nazi opened Ancom's room. Nobody was here and it stunk after marijuana. As Nazi looked into the room, he realized that his own room wasn't looking much better than Ancom's any longer. With a bitter taste in his mouth, he angrily closed the room again. Conservative watched closely as Nazi walked over to Tankie's room. He opened this one as well. Nobody to be seen. Huh.
Now only one room was left to check. But as Nazi opened the room, something like a brick fell right above his head and quickly knocked him out. Laying on the ground in Ancap's room, some time passed.
Ancap, Tankie, and Ancom finally walked into Ancap's room. They had a nice breakfast at an outside table before Tankie's favorite bakery shop. "We should have just drugged him, this doesn't seem right," Ancap said, looking at the bump on Nazi's forehead a bit worryingly. "It's fine, I'm sure he already fell a lot on his head as a kid as well. He has probably toughened up to it." Tankie tried to comfort, while Ancom just grinned in triumph. "I hope the hidden camera had a good shot on him getting hit with the brick." Qi snickered a bit, qis voice sounding rather innocent while doing so, but Tankie and Ancap knew exactly that Ancom could be quite cruel if qi didn't like someone.
"Alright, Tankie – You grab him. I'm not here for the dirty work." Ancap said, waving his car keys around. Ancom looked for the hidden camera and quickly grabbed it as qi found it. Qi stopped the recording, then clicked on the saved video and tried to fast forward to the right moment. "Ancom please, we can do that later," Tankie said, heaving up Nazi into his arms. Ancom considered Tankie's words for a moment and then put the camera down on Ancap's yellow-goldish bed. "Okay, but I really want to see that later."
The three, with Nazi in Tankie's arms, walked outside and then got into Ancap's car. "So which doctor are we seeing?" Ancom asked as qi scrolled down TikTok. Ancap, driving the car, answered: "Posadist." Tankie, who was sitting next to Ancap, quickly turned his head around to him. "You can't be for real. Are you sure Posadist could- Wait. Wait! Didn't he die as well?" Ancom stopped TikTok for a moment. "Yeah! There was a gigantic nuke?!" Qi said, waving around with qis hands, trying to symbolize a big explosion.
"Yeah, but there is this rumor that an ideology showed up that can revive other ideologies back to life. And now Posadist is back!" Ancap hummed and made himself a bit more comfortable in his seat. Tankie quickly rose an eyebrow. "And you didn't feel the need to tell us something SO important?" He asked, slightly angry. "What if that person revives the centrists back to life?"
Ancap drove past a red traffic light, which made Ancom clap and Tankie roll is eyes. "Ancap."
Ancap grinned, then finally answered the Communist's question. "Well, you see... I was thinking about finding this person, but I wanted to find them before anyone else so I might be able to do a little business with them - If you know what I mean." Tankie rose an eyebrow and Ancap continued. "You would probably just kill the ideology with this magical revival power if I told you about them, so I decided not to. I know that you love to break my business opportunities, you know." Ancap overdramatically sighed at the thought of it. "But now I told you. Oh, what I don't give up for my dear friend Nazi."
"The power of bringing other ideologies back to life is dangerous. No one should mess with life like that. Of course, I would kill t-" "Hey!" Ancom said, loudly, and in an unusual low tone. Ancap and Tankie turned around to qi. Ancom's smile grew into something cynical. "Did you forget that one time when you killed me after a revolution? That was a while back. Are you sure that messing with life in such ways is bad? Maybe I wouldn't be here if it weren't for this magical ideology." Tankie went pale and extremely quiet. Even for Ancap it felt inappropriate to say anything. So the car was silent for a while.
Then, qi began humming. "That's what I thought." Ancom went back to qis phone, watching LGBTQ TikToks. "Alright, let's go to doctor Posadist!" qi said happily, Nazi sitting next to him, still blacked out.