Deception

{Chapter 10}

A/N: Hello, my lovely readers, I have returned. Okay so, I recently like, haven't been feeling good? Like, I overeat a lot, I'm sad all the time, I feel hopeless, unmotivated etc and girl doesn't know what's wrong with her so I might take a break, I m i g h t. But yeah before I go here's a chapter.

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Dream stepped into the room to see an angry Wilbur, a traumatised Tommy, a smiling Tubbo and an embarrassed Techno with his face in his hands, sitting on the couch.

Him and Techno made eye contact and both looked away, flustered. Dream rubbed his head from the hangover last night and started to remember.

Soft giggles. 

Oh, yeah.

"I'm so drunk," "So am I"

Then they kissed.

Hands travelling everywhere, hair, neck, hips and more. Mouth to mouth, small smiles, tongues exploring mouths, soft moans.

Dream felt his face grow hot again.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" "What happened?" "THEY'RE MAKING OUT ON MY BED!"

Poor Tommy.

"Okay, everyone go to bed! We'll sort this out tomorrow!"

Oh. Tomorrow was now today. Dream flashed a sheepish grin.

"You're probably wondering why I have called you to our room," Wilbur glared at him, folding his arms. 

Dream chuckled nervously. "Uh... no?"

"You traumatised the child,"

"It wasn't my fault," Techno argued.

"He's traumatised,"

"I am so traumatised," Tommy added. Wilbur sighed.

"Okay, so congratulations, I guess. Who healed your blindness? Was it Jesus perhaps?" Wilbur asked sarcastically.

Dream blinked. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, there was so much sexual tension between you two, right from the start! And you just realised your feelings for one another?"

Techno and Dream exchanged glances and blushed. "To be fair, we were really drunk-"

"So you are together now right? You know, since you full-on made out in Tommy's bedroom and TRAUMATISED-"

"I didn't know it was Tommy's bedroom I just went into a random room!" Techno protested, standing up. Wilbur was about to return a snarky comment when a series of small giggles came from beside them. Everyone turned to where it came from and saw Tubbo curled up in his chair laughing.

"I'm sorry," Tubbo smiled. "It's just- Tommy wanted to show me the 'tacky wardrobe' he had and opened the door and just saw them-" he giggled again.

Tommy couldn't help but smile. "Okay, since Tubbo is laughing and he is absolutely adorable, I'll let that slide. Don't let me find you kissing in my room again, though. I'm lucky you still had your clothes on."

"Well, since Tommy's okay with it, oh my god, you guys!" Wilbur threw his arms around the two boys. "I'm so happy for you! I've literally been shipping you ever since you came Techno told me he liked you-"

"You liked me? That's why I was treated different from the other prisoners?" Dream chuckled as the man released them.

"No," Techno simply replied, rolling his eyes.

"So what happened?" Sapnap asked eagerly, running into the room. "Who topped?"

"I think they switched!" George exclaimed, following behind him.

"Woah, woah, no one topped or switched, it was just a kiss-" Dream tried to say.

"Oh my god!" George squealed, hitting Sapnap out of excitement, making his friend wince. "They made out!"

"Yeah, nothing is ever just a kiss when you're drunk!" Sapnap laughed. "George you owe me 10 bucks!"

"No, I don't!"

"You thought they would fuck!"

"So did you!"

"Well you did more-"

"Okay, that's enough!" Wilbur interrupted. "We still have a big problem! Techno, this wasn't the right time to get drunk and makeout with your formal prisoner."

Techno blushed. 

"We need a plan, lads! How are we going to get inside and steal the jewel?" Wilbur asked, but it was more of a rhetorical question. No one answered. 

"I'll simply sign us up," Phil entered, giving Techno and Dream a knowing look. "Hello, boys. Estelle and I used to be good friends, I'm sure she'll let us in if we ask."

"Estelle? You mean the woman that made the song with Kanye West that goes like," Tommy cleared his throat. "'Take me on a trip I'd like to go some gayyy, take me to new zealand to see some dayyyy you're my american guy-"

"No," Wilbur scoffed. 

"Tommy, I think this is the part where you shut up," Tubbo suggested. Tommy grumbled.

"Right, suits!" Phil snapped his fingers. "We need a tailor!"

"Suits? That's kinda toxic masculine of you, Phil, what if I wanted to wear a dress?" Tommy muttered. 

"I think we don't need to go all out on the suits, I could probably create some with magic," Wilbur said, ignoring the boy. "It would take me a while, but I could do it. Meanwhile, you could come up with a plan."

"Good idea, Will." Phil agreed. "You go do that, Tommy, go help him."

"I can't do magic!" Tommy protested.

"Tommy, go help him."

Tommy whined and stomped his feet, before marching out. 

"Dream, you're pretty smart, right? Why don't you go do some research on the jewel? And you-" Phil turned to Techno, a smug smile tugging at his mouth. "You follow him."

"What?" Techno blurted. "No-"

"Okay, library's somewhere down the road, goodbye!" Phil shoved the two men outside, sparing a small wave and slamming the door on their faces. 

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yes i'm really fuckin unmotivated right now i hope you enjoyed that little 800 word scene so yeah i'll continue when I get more motivation :)

see you

-dainty <3