🥀Your the Villain & I'm the hero🍰

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"Alivebur, I want you on the lookout patrol tonight." Techno directed, pointing to his brother as the rest of the super group headed out, turning in for the night. Wilbur had hated when his older brother left him to do night patrol, it usually meant he screwed up or Technoblade was messing with him. "Hahah, good luck Aliveeeebur." Tommy teased as he ran with Technoblade back to changing quarters.

Wilbur wasn't very dressed well for the night, he had his L'manberg themed super outfit, with a beautiful decorated L'manberg mask. His biggest wish was not running into trouble and letting it be a breeze, but that was his jinx. Alivebur was his superhero name, well known around the city of London. The group he hated the most in the city was the Dreamsmp, a group of thieves and power hungry villains. Except for one of them in the group, he simply was seen for stealing and hacking through stuff. 404.

404 was a joyful roller coaster when they had first met, instead of being rude and nasty they both weirdly complimented each other and their fighting skills. Yet 404 seemed to always slip out of Wilbur's grasp by one movement. If Techno found out he let him escape once more its cleaning duty as well on his to-do list. During the past few hours of sitting and watching cars and people on London streets, that's when he knew it was way too quiet tonight.

Turning himself around as he crossed his arms faced with someone. "Out of the blue, 404?" He questioned watching the shorter brunette approach him. "What? I can't visit a friend tonight? I'm bored, there is nothing that I find of my interest." 404 complained as Alivebur did nothing to capture him or seem up defense. "Are you being honest?" He was quite confused as to why the villain was acting like a normal civilian. "Yeah, shocking I know." The other rolled his eyes behind his clout goggles and watched beside Wilbur.

"Well, I'm bored again. See you later baby!" 404 teased as he poked Alivebur's cheek, and he quickly stood to chase after the man. "Love, it's not gonna be that easy this time!" He shouted while they both ran on top of building roofs, with a giggling 404 running off. "Oh, but it kinda is with a softie like you around. Tah Tah tall boy." He complimented back and he just vanished leaving Wilbur flustered and frustrated. "Damn it!"

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"You let him escape again!? Alivebur this is the fourth time!" Techno sighed as disappointment fell into his younger brother. He just wanted to try and be everything his father was. "I know you have pressure on becoming like our father Philza. But you need to start taking big steps. You keep making these baby small mistakes and just letting them slide. 404 needs to be caught and we can get the rest of the group." Techno's voice became more harsh as leaving Wilbur towards the other group.

Tommy watched from afar as looking at his upset brother. Both of his older brothers had a bad relationship, none of them got along in hero work and never talked to each at home. "Wil- Alivebur. You're doing great." Tommy patted his brother's back as the other scuffed adjusting his beautiful mask. "I gotta go on morning patrol, I'll be back as soon as possible." Alivebur left his brother and all his other friends as he used the beautiful gray wings just like their father once used.

Like a crow in the sky he swore through as his mystical wings flowed with him. "404, 404." He repeated as he looked around London. His thoughts jumped back to last night as the way he called him 'baby' fluttered his heart. He stopped by near a sidewalk as many peoples eyes gazed upon him. Wilbur looked around at the citizens as they continued their days. Everyone would know not to interrupt hero work asking for autographs as they were tempted.

Wilbur looked at some male as he walked along the streets of London. He gave off the same similar vibes like 404, and Wilbur was quite intrigued by his appearance. "You are?" Wilbur asked, approaching him from the side as it shocked him a bit, "U- Uhhhhh...George. Sorry, it's George." The unexpected brunette introduced as his soothing voice sounded mostly familiar, but he'd never want to accuse such an adorable looking man.

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