I have one more chapter after this don't worry. Also if this isn't exactly how they act around each other ignore it please. I don't want any hate for how I do things.
Wilbur's POV:
I was playing Minecraft but there was another war so I left the game since I didn't have time for that. I saw Tommy's blog gun so I destroyed it. "Damn Wilbur. What are you even doing? There's a war going on in the SMP right now!" "I don't fucking care Quackity! I'm not in the mood for a was right now arsehole!" "Okay chill Will!" "Fuck off." I was pissed and I knew why but wasn't in the mood for a therapist. "What we're you doing?" "Me? Destroying Tommy's blog gun." "Ha! Nice." "Go away. I'm getting a snack." "Okay Will."
In the kitchen
"WHO THE FUCK MOVED THE SNACKS?!" I yelled throughout the house. Quackity came running in. "THERE ON THE COUNTED DIPSHIT! *starts yelling in Mexican*!! IDIOT!" "Okay I'm sorry!"
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DreamSMP
Short StoryThis is a story about the DreamSMP if they lived together. Some parts may not be how they would act.
