>You are Anon.
>And you have had it up to HERE.
>You're going to march on in there, you're going to tell them that you're sick and tired of their shit, and that you want them to stop.
>You nod firmly, set your jaw, and kick down the door to the music room.
"Now listen here, you three- wait, where the hell is everyone?"
>Nobody is here.
>Ever since the Battle of the Bands, the school dynamic has... changed.
>The Dazzlings didn't do anything provably illegal, so they were still in.
>But they weren't accepted by the student body or anything.
>They still hung out at the music room after school.
>And here's where you come in.
>Apparently way back when they mind-whammied you into being their audio-visual guy.
>Set up the lights, the projectors, make sure the sound system was working, make sure the mics don't blow out, and so on. 
>You were cool with it though.
>Apparently they paid you since they had way too much money back then.
>Then it all went downhill from there.
>But the thing is, people said their singing sucked ass.
>Except not to you.
>To you they still soun



>"Heeeeeeeey Anon."
"Oh no. Not this time you orange-haired bitch. Where the hell are Dumb and Dumber?"
>"Anon, I'm shocked that you would speak of my sisters this way."
>OrangePoof sidles up to you and folds her arms around your neck.
>Normally this would get your blood racing and your lobster johnson hard-
>Well, okay.
>It still does.
>BUT!
>It's tempered by the fact that she's an evil magic witch from another dimension.
>So you're doing your thinking with the big head.
>You swat her hand away from your headphones.
>They were the only thing protecting you. 
>She pouts and rubs her nose into your hair.
>"Mmm. Well, that's actually what I wanted to talk about. The fact that my sisters aren't here."
"What, did you murder them in a fit of weird fish horse rage?"
>She gives a throaty chuckle that you feel with the back of your neck.
>"Not quite. Though we did have a bit of an argument."
>A twinge of sympathy passes through you.
"Oh. That sucks. I mean, you'll make up, but still, it sucks when siblings fight."
>"Mmm. Do you want to know what we fought about?"
"Er, no? Isn't that a bit personal?"
>The most inappropriate thoughts whirl through your mind.
>The three of them, dressed down to lacy undergarments, having a pillow fight.
>You give a small shudder.
>"We were arguing about you, Anon."
"Wat?"
>She unhooks herself from you and turns to face you.
>"Yes. You do understand why we controlled you? We actually like you. We eventually wanted to do things to you. Of course now..."
>Her jaw clenches and her eyes practically flare with anger.
>"Now I have EMOTIONS and I need to let them out."
>She looks at you and her eyes soften.
>"Such as with you, Anon."
>You gape at her.
>She smirks.
"H-how do I know that you're not just gonna mind control me into being your footstool again or something?" 
>Odd way to show affection, that.
>Still though, it's good to know that you're wanted by these three hot babe-liens.
>"Mmm. Well, I'm just here by myself. And I obviously can't control you just by myself."
>Yeah, that makes sense.
>"And since I'm the eldest, I obviously get to have my way with you first."
>Anon Jr. springs to attention.
>Curse you wearing sweats to school today.
>She grins and covers her mouth.
"Oh goodness. How exciting."
>She smirks and gives it a light grab.
>You get harder.
>She looks deep into your eyes and reach down to take your headphones.
>You press forward to kiss her and close your eyes.
>She laughs slightly and snaps her fingers.
>Your lips don't meet hers OH GODDAMN IT
>You see Sonata and Aria walk in confidently, humming a tune.
>Ar: "You're such a dork Anon."
>So: "And now we get to eat him!"
>Ad: "You really should've known better."
>You scramble for your headphones, but Adagio snatches them away from your hand as they begin singing.
>All: "Now that you're under our spell~"
>Goddamn it.
>All you wanted was some ayy lmao nookie.
>Now they'll drain your energy and make you do things.
>But momentarily you don't even think that anymore.