ѕσ ι gυєѕѕ тнιѕ ιѕ ℓσνє. // 𝚃𝚗𝚝𝚍𝚞𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑-𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝙰𝚄

IV

Real quick- as you probably noticed I'm using roman numerals cus sTyLe but if I get any of them wrong with the further numbers let me know :) also thank you to anyone who's read this far! //

After a few hours Wilbur had woken up. He shivered as he felt a breeze hit his back from the window. He looked to Tommy, beginning to recall what happened.

"Toms? Wake up." He shook him , a bit harsher then intended, waking Techno up on the other side. "Cmon Toms- you gotta wake up a bit mate." Techno had already opened the car door and walked to the house. Tommy gave a dramatic sigh as he sat up and got out Techno's side, the door still open. Tommy slammed the door shut walking over to Wilbur.

"Hey Wil?"

"Hm."

"Are you like- angry with me?"

He looked like he was going to just fall apart with whatever Wilbur said. He had argued with Phil alot- was this his fault?

"No- No, Toms, why would I be mad at you?" He moved closer to Tommy, putting his hands on his brothers shoulders. "Come on, let's play minecraft." He attempted a smile to comfort Tommy.

The brothers walked into the house, went upstairs, and into Wilbur's room.

Wilbur's room wasn't to decorated- it had a closet near the door next to a separate bathroom. Then after the bathroom door was Wilbur's bed that had a window right next to it, then on the other wall was just a desk with a PC and some monitors with random posters and a painting hung up around on the walls.

He closed the door as Tommy sat on his bed, obviously feeling better.

"So, Wil, last we left off you were gonna blow my village up?"

"Yea and I actually will if you don't give me my fucking iron back-" He laughed, turning on the computer and gesturing Tommy to go to his room to play.

After a few minutes of just killing each other over again, he got a message on his phone.

'hey i was just seeing if u were ok you didnt look good at lunch'

He decided to ignore it but he couldn't resist atleast knowing who it was. He guessed it was probably Tubbo, or George maybe. Except he already had their numbers- He wouldn't be suprised if some random kid had stolen his number and texted him though.

'I always look good. who's this?'

He replied, immediately throwing his phone on his bed so he could focus on murdering Tommy again. 

Tommy randomly whispered 'gn' to him and left. Wilbur guessed that Phil told him to get off and was coming to his room next. 

As if on que, there was a knock at his door. He logged off, shut down his computers, and went to open the door. 

"Hey- it's uh- time for bed Wilbur."

"Yea thanks Phil." He closed the door. He felt kind of bad, but that wasn't his problem. Atleast he thought so, anyway.