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Techno sat on the living room couch. Tommy and Tubbo went out to town, most likely to get away from them. He was quite glad that they had left, hoping they wouldn't come back. Philza had told him and Wilbur to meet in the living room the next time the boys left. It reminded Techno of the many times they had gotten in trouble and Philza would make them sit there for his lecture.
Wilbur was strumming his guitar, as if to calm his nerves. While Wilbur and Phil use their grounding object, Techno refused to touch his. Sure it was his favorite sword, but just being near it made him feel off, the memories on that sword were painful to look through.
Philza finally made his way to the living room, he had gone to an upper window to make sure the boys were out of sight. He sat next to Techno and pushed his hands through his hair, "Do either of you know why I wanted to talk?" Wilbur shook his head softly. While Techno and Phil had both interacted with Tommy and Tubbo, Wilbur did not. Almost as he was unaware of what was happening.
Techno spoke up, "The kids know we are here." Wilbur gaze went straight to Techno, then Philza, then back to him. "Tommy woke up really early one night and saw us in his room," Philza explained, with head in his hands, "And Tubbo is probably traumatized by Techno over here." Something about seeing Tubbo that night made Techno feel off, almost like de javu. "I watched the boys for a while," Philza continued, "And I have reason to believe that Tubbo can't actually see us, rather he can hear us."
That caused Techno to stop. Both him and Phil knew that Tubbo had stared at him all night that day, and it wasn't through him either, but directly in his eyes. Philza mentioned that both Tommy and Tubbo had come to the solution that he was just in a living dream, where the world around you is still the same and you know time is moving, but you are in a very dream like state. Kinda like the look his opponents gave him when he fought, almost like their brain refused to acknowledge the reality that was upon them. He never watched them for long.
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"I've heard Tubbo say your name a few times. He must hear you a lot," Philza said.
"Oh," Wilbur didn't say a lot. He watched Techno shift uncomfortably.
"I've heard him sing those songs," Techno butted in, "The few you don't have on paper."
Wilbur liked Tubbo a lot. He found out the reason he was relaxed when Tommy had handed over the guitar, was because Tubbo also was a very musical kid. He spent a lot of his time learning some of his sings on his keyboard. The news that Tubbo was listening to his singing and ramblings made him happy. But he also felt upset.
How long had Tubbo heard him? Tubbo could easily go insane if he listened for to long. Thanks to Tommy, he doubted Tubbo would. His little tail, same as Techno's, swished around his feet.
"Is Tommy and Tubbo knowing we are here going to affect them?" Wilbur was worried about the small musical kid who loved nature and his little bee pin, the other child was a gremlin so he could care less.
"It's possible," Philza started, choosing his words carefully. "We should try our best not to scare them though." Techno made a snort, obviously upset about what Phil had said. Wilbur just chuckled softly as Philza continued, "We only have a few more weeks with them. I doubt they will be coming back after what they saw here."
The spirits laughed and chatted about different things, like where they were going to stay and about things they noticed change when a door was heard. The door opened as two figures walked in. Tommy's laugh was heard as they came inside, but stopped as he stared at Techno, then Phil, then Wilbur.
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Tommy had left the house with Tubbo, and when he returned, the last thing he expected was three spirts sitting in the living room. He wasn't as scarred like when he first met them, but Techno gave him the chills. Tubbo had mentioned his awful experience a few nights ago, but never saw them again, so they just assumed he had been hallucinations. Tubbo had told him that he heard their names sometimes, and the pig-man was named Techno, and the other ghost he almost never sees was named Wilbur, since he was the one who composed all the disks. Tommy really liked those disks.
Tubbo stepped in the living room, and Tommy could tell when the chill went down his spine. Tommy followed. "Hi, uh - I'm Tubbo and - uh - that is Tommy. Who are you?" Tubbo had tried to sound confident, but the shiver in his voice was very noticeable. The last thing he expected was for Tubbo to turn to him, "His name is Phil."
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Ik this was kinda short but I don't care im tired UnU
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