P.K.O sighed, "No, not right now."
"Please, P.K.O?"
"Fine, but didn't you not know how to fish?"
"Minor inconvenience." K.O pouted.
The most self-destructive but sadly the most mature K.O eyed the original suspiciously, "go play with T.K.O, I'm trying to make sure we don't get an infection here. It would help to find some rations too!"
"Okay P.K.O..." the (not exactly) one and only K.O whimpered as P.K.O faded away into the real world once again.
K.O drearily dragged himself back into the house, only to find T.K.O in a ridiculous position on the couch. But he was staring at the sharp stick in his hand.
"I miss mommy." K.O plopped down onto the sofa beside T.K.O.
"You wanna stab something?" T.K.O juggled around the pointy stick that came from nowhere.
It's normal for small children to be scared, but K.O just didn't feel like that's something K.O would do. Out of anything, he'd bet that his dad was a villain before he admitted the multiple times he was scared. No, this wasn't fright, he told himself. It was guilt (but it was both).
"T.K.O, you don't miss them?" K.O poked his alter's cheek gloomily.
"Stop it! And yeah, I don't."
"Why?"
"Ahem, remember my debut? Remember the experiment!?" T.K.O huffed. "I'm just a tool to them, a dangerous one."
"Oh, I'm sorry T.K.O, I never knew you were that upset about it..." K.O felt more guilty, not to mention selfish.
"I'm not." T.K.O stabbed K.O in the foot 'accidentally'.
K.O glared at the stick, "It's a good thing it doesn't hurt." He mumbled gratefully as the stick poofed away into a cloud of smoke.
"But honestly, I think I do kind of miss your sanity." T.K.O hummed thoughtfully.
"Ouch, that hurt."
"Good." T.K.O poked K.O's cheek mockingly.
"Also, what's wrong with my sanity?"
"It's gone."
"I'm done." K.O buried his face in the sofa, surrendering.
Right at this moment, P.K.O bursts through the door, "I'm back~!"
"What? It's been like five minutes." T.K.O glared at him suspiciously.
"What can I say? It's dark out there."
The first alter sighed and cursed K.O under his breath. It was going to be cramped in here with a tyrant friend, an emo idiot and a dunce. T.K.O silently vowed to have K.O build another house the next time he gets ahold of him.
P.K.O was very disgruntled by the fact that no one seemed to acknowledge his hard work from the very point he was made. T.K.O and K.O would probably be dead by now if he hadn't volunteered to help.
Although truthfully T.K.O and K.O did survive at least a day by themselves before P.K.O came.
Oh, how he wanted to fish.
"By the way P.K.O, where did you leave the body?" K.O pulled his gaze from T.K.O's bedroom to look up at the newest recruit with the corner of his eye.
"Mm? Oh, there was this hole under some bush and it was the best thing I could find so I bunkered down there."
K.O pursed his lips thoughtfully, "Well Imma head in for the night, I hope you treated that wound you gave to yourself!" He waved P.K.O goodnight.
"Cobdamnit- YEAH, OKAY. I HOPE IT STILL HURTS TOMORROW TOO."
The 'O.G' blew a raspberry towards P.K.O before storming off into T.K.O's room. He was met with more angry screams.
"What the heck is wrong with you T.K.O? First you stab me in the foot then you yell at me, this all happened in the span of like, five minutes!" K.O.
"K.O, sTop hATING YOURSELF THEN," T.K.O screamed back at him.
Original K.O huffed, "I do not hate myself."
"All evidence points to the opposite." P.K.O glared at K.O. He retaliated back with the same tactic and eventually outmatched P.K.O.
"Do you realize how much work I've missed?!" K.O grumbled.
"That doesn't relate to the current-"
T.K.O cut off P.K.O, "They don't pay you enough." Kaio O. Kincaid rolled his eyes and did the face at the oldest alter.
"Really? Really?! We're back to this again?!" K.O scrunched up his face and crossed his arms in disbelief.
"To be fair, T.K.O is rather reasonable about your current job compensation K.O."
"P.K.O!" K.O felt more betrayed than ever. It was like P.K.O hurled a beach ball onto his head.
He shrugged, "Just saying."
"2 technos is more than enough."
"Yeah, maybe for some door greeter! But you have to fight robots like five times a day, you've covered for your dorky co-workers more times than they have for you, the bodega has never been cleaner since you've started working there, plus you're just an overall great employee!" T.K.O ranted. "I would've given you a raise or something by now, seriously! The nerve of some people.
"Aw, that's actually really nice T.K.O."
"Ugh... I'm just tired okay? If I was more awake I would've said something worse." He paused. "I'll probably declare war against you tomorrow because of that little jab."
The alter waved K.O off nonchalantly and retreated into his bedroom.