𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀 , 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐲

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Thirty-three
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Tw: mention of cuts (violence), blood

"that's the kitchen, and the living room" I point over to the open floor plan,

"pog"

"here's the room Ollie had hallucinations in" I open the door to my guest room,

"how interesting" he nods,

"That's my room, the bathrooms over there—and that's it"

"very nice, 5-star tour" he claps,

"thank you, thank you" I curtseyed,

"that's the first time you haven't scoffed or rolled your eyes at one of my bits" he observed,

"you kept track of when I scoffed or rolled my eyes?"

"yes"

"b*tch" i criticized,

"your b*tch"

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"isn't that Ollie's neighbor?" Alex asks as we walk into Ollie's house once again, Tommy and Tubbo are playing the cheerio game in the corner.

"also known as Volleyball girl" I inform, glancing at the girl asleep in Ranboo's arms.

"don't interrogate her too much" Ranboo mutters,

"if anything, we'll be interrogating you, she deserves the world" I sit down the opposite of Ranboo.

"yeah I know that" he rolls his eyes,

"aw look at them they're all couple-y" Alex gossips to me.

"they're adorable" I admire,

"If I could stand up and hurt you right now I would" Ranboo stares at us menacingly.

"poor you" I make crying emotions with my hands,

"shut up, shut up, shut up—have I told you to shut up?" Ranboo repeated.

"many times—where's Dream?"

"killed him, green motherf*cker deserved it" Tubbo says, not looking up from the cheerios.

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"what's popping gang" Ollie greets as her and Wilbur come back,

"hello!" Alex waves,

"what'd you guys do?" I ask,

"it's a long story—but don't do five mento-coke bottles at once—it's quite scary" Ollie chuckled lightly,

"we thought they were gone, but 10 seconds later it came hurling down nearly on top of us" Wilbur suppressed laughter.

"the people of the nearly empty Target parking lot we're not too happy about us"

a/n: this is not accurate, for there is never an empty Target parking lot 😔👍

"it was very funny to see that child cry though" Wilbur giggled,

"you made a child cry?" I widened my eyes,

"we didn't do anything! The kid just didn't like that there were many exploding coke liters coming straight towards him" Ollie laughed,

"you guys are going to end up in jail, and Alex will bail you out" I turned to him,

"why do I have to bail them out?"

"I don't know, you just do" I shrugged.

"rude" he sighed dramatically.

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A couple hours passed, Vee had woken up and met all the new people, Her and Tubbo had talked about flowers for many minutes.

"I wanna go somewhere and do something" Ollie stands up, "minors we're going somewhere"

"can we trust the minors to 'go somewhere' without dying?" Alex chuckles,

"as long as they don't get killed or kill anybody, they're fine" I warn, Wilbur and Dream nod.

"pog! Vee you're coming with us" Ollie ushers the girl up from the couch,

"are you sure? I don't wanna intrude—"

"you're not intruding, you're one of us now" Ollie grins, grabbing Tommy and Tubbo, Ranboo following.

"don't do anything stupid!" I call as they walk out the front door.

"no promises!" Ollie blows me a kiss.

Around 20 minutes pass, and the adults are simply just chatting,

"geez its quiet without children here" Dream chuckles,

"yeah—everything's so still—and calm" I observe,

"we're like parents after sending our kids to daycare for the first time" Wilbur grins.

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"Hey Iris, Alex, Wilbur, and Dream..." Ollie waves,

"hello..." I say, gaining suspicion, "where'd you guys go?"

"just downtown" she said calmy,

"what'd you guys do?" Wilbur asks,

"um—we hung out at the shops, got shanked, walked around the park a little bit—" Ollie said casually,

"what?" Dream widened his eyes, "what'd you just say?"

"uh we walked around the park a little bit" she rushed, smiling to hide any guilt.

"what did you say before that?"

"we hung out at the shops..." she trailed off,

"Molly got shanked by Vee's b*tch friend" Tommy blurted, showing the group her hand, which was completely covered in blood.

"ex-friend" Vee corrected, "she's not my friend anymore"

a/n:  

imagine being left on a cliffhanger
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