Do you really hate me? (Quackbur)

Bonus: Sharpey approved.

Chapter art by: @leti_astrophle on twitter.

TW: Swearing, implied underage drinking. [Don't- don't do that please. It can fuck you up.]
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Wilbur pov:

After I got home I changed into some plain pyjamas, and ate dinner with my family. Techno was getting praised the whole time by my Mumza, but he hates attention so he was the first one to get up from the table.

He said he needed me to redo his braid again, I've always braided my family's hair. I even coax Tommy into growing his hair slightly longer to make it easier. Apparently it also helps his self esteem, and I don't want him to ever feel down about himself so if it helps- I'll do it till the day I draw my last breath.

At some point, maybe thirty minutes after dinner, Toms came up to me and Tech suggesting we watch a movie. I agreed and Techno shrugged his shoulders, walking into the living room. Toms looked extra happy as we walked into the room.

Oh fuck.

Techno was standing there, huffing slightly at the sight, before groaning loudly and falling backwards onto the couch.

On the coffee table was a bag of chips, and popcorn. There was a pack of uno cards and a small box of nail polishes. Tommy you ass.

The blonde let out a high pitched laugh and pushed me into one of the armchairs, he grabbed the TV remote and sat in front of me. "HAHA. I GET THE BRAIDS FIRST BECAUSE IM THE BIGGER MAN. SUCK IT BLADE."

Do I get any say in this?

"Nope!!" The two said in unison, Toms laughing at the fact of it.

Tommy and the pinkette started flicking through movies to watch, while I braided his hair. It didn't take long, and when I was done the two had decided on 'high school musical 2'... again.

Seriously? Again guys? I swear we've seen this over a thousand times...

"That doesn't matter! Sharpey is not a force to be reckoned with!" The blonde exclaimed, Techno replying with, "I like Ryan better."

I shook my head and scoffed a bit, pushing Tommy off the chair he sat on and pulling Tech over.

I started weaving his hair as Toms squealed at me for shoving him.

<forty minutes later>

Tommy was painting my nails black again when he suddenly spoke up, "so... any- Uhmm... anything interesting in your life recently..?"

What-? No, not really, what's up Toms?

"Well... I suppose it's better to just get it out there, huh?"

Okay... you're worrying me now, what's happening?

Techno snorted a bit, "just ask him, Theseus."

Ask me what? What's happening?!

The blonde finished the last layer of paint as he rolled his eyes, "okay, okay, we've noticed you getting closer with big Q~! I just wanted to know if you two are dating or something!"

WHAT?!

Tommy lifted his hands defensively, making a happy face as he continued, "yeah! You two seem pretty close so we just thought you'd be into him or something! If you're not it's fine mate, but if you are... I swear I won't speak a word."

I- Tommy- ughhhh...

"Called it." The pinkette spoke up, laughing dryly.

Shut up Techno! I haven't even answered yet!

"Then do it, prick." He laughed back. I groaned loudly into a pillow before sitting up and saying,

Okay, I 'guess' he's attractive. Is that what you wanted?

"Yeah, but like- is that it? Do you think he's attractive in like a friend way or- would you date him... just say something man!" the blonde tried pushing further,

I- can we- uhm... I don't know! I mean- he's really nice, sometimes, I don't fucking know! Can we just watch the movie tonight..?

"Yeah, sure-!" Then we all turned our attention back to the movie. Even if we've watched it so much that Toms can probably recite it word for word.

I didn't notice at the time, but my face was cherry red.

<twenty minutes later>

The movie was nearly done, when the pinkette brought up the after party. He asked if we were gonna go, and that we both had a confirmed invite as long as we didn't drink ourselves to death.

I haven't exactly... gotten drunk before. I've had drinks! Just like- once with Niki a year ago. Sure, I was drunk at the time but only slightly, so I don't have the most information on how i act.

"Oh, there's gonna be alcohol and shit there?" Tommy asked,

"Yeah, we've got Minx doing the bartending. Just don't get too hammered. And Tommy, if I find out you've been drinking to much you get sent home with a gallon of water. I'm trusting you."

"Wow... never thought I'd find the blade of all people promoting under age drinking-!"

"Oh shut up, I'm only saying you can because I know Minx won't serve you that much, and cause I don't want you snitching to Phil." Techno said slightly quieter.

"Oh. Okay then!"

And that was the end of the conversation, I didn't include myself into it, I just listened.

I can't tell if I'm nervous or excited about this now... maybe both?
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[ayupppppppp]

[don't drink if ur underage please, your life is not a quackbur fan fiction with a planned story line.]

[anyhow, don't mind my little rant over here, if you want to read you can. I just don't have anyone irl I can rly to talk to.]

~Short Rant Start~

Okay so like- am I the only one that thinks mental disorders are really fucking cool?

Like obviously if you have one that genuinely makes life harder than it should be that's not cool, but I mean I like hearing about them.

For example: did you know there's five main types of schizophrenia? But they can be different from person to person!!

Or that there's something called synaesthesia, where people can taste, or smell a colour? Or they have an assigned colour for certain music notes.

I also find sociopaths really interesting, oh my god I'm actually fucking obsessed with reading these things.

Idk maybe I'll study it when I'm in a higher level of school :]

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