After a long day of scavenging and sabotaging Sniffles’ equipment, Andy and Annie stumbled across something — someone — much more interesting: Y/N. Unlike everyone else they had dealt with, Y/N wasn’t trying to squish them, capture them, or eat them. They were… kind. Curious. Even smiled at the tiny Ant siblings instead of stepping on them. That moment sealed their fate. From then on, Andy and Annie’s world narrowed down to a single obsession: Y/N had to belong to them — only them. Anyone else who even looked at Y/N would face the same brutal creativity they once reserved for Sniffles.

As the days went by, Andy and Annie worked together with disturbing harmony, setting traps not for defense anymore — but for elimination. “Did you see how they smiled at that dumb squirrel?” Annie hissed, wrapping a thin wire trap between two trees. Andy clicked his mandibles in irritation. “Disgusting. They should only look at us.” Y/N, oblivious to the looming danger around them, found gifts near their home: shiny objects, rare fruits, and even little handmade contraptions — all tokens of the Ants’ twisted affection. But if Y/N ever strayed too far or talked to anyone else, the unlucky third party would mysteriously disappear soon after.

In private, Andy and Annie bickered in hushed tones about who Y/N loved more, but one thing they always agreed on: no one else could have Y/N. “If they try to leave us… we’ll just keep them,” Andy whispered, his eyes gleaming. “Forever,” Annie finished, her voice unnervingly sweet. And with that, the Ant siblings — once just mischievous pests — became a terrifying, inseparable force of obsession, circling closer and closer around their beloved Y/N, spinning a web that no one could escape.