Rest (Ghost Au)

Chapter 18

WARNING! Child Abandonment

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"WHAT THE FUCK?" Tommy yelled as he stood up from his seat. "There is no fucking way that you managed to roll perfectly the past four turns!" 

"What can I say," Techno shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just really good at everythin' that I do."

"There's no such thing as dice throwing skills! I refuse to believe that," Tubbo said as he rolled the die again, it landed on one. "What the hell?"

"What? You'd rather believe that he's just really lucky, huh, Tubbo?" WIlbur asked. 

Tommy faced Wilbur, "Why are you on his side? You're literally in last place right now."

"I'd rather lose to Techno than to a literal child," Wilbur said.

"Oh you fucked up, bitch!" Tommy said. "I will find a way to punch you—"

"I heard that one before—"

"Tubbo you can't roll the die agai—"

"I can and I wil—"

Phil watched as the four bicker back and fort before sighing, "I asked to have a game night so we can just chill. It's fuckin' Snakes and Ladders!"

"Side with me here, Phil," Wilbur said, completely ignoring the older man's words. "You saw Tommy Innit kick the table so that the die would land on a three instead of a five."

"Ha! I win!" Tubbo suddenly exclaimed as he placed his piece at the squared labeled 100.

Tommy sighed as he dropped down to the couch, "I hate playing with you guys."

"...So," Techno started, "Who wants to play Monopoly"

"No!" Phil scolded. "Wilbur put that back in the box." 

Wilbur pouted and put the board back inside the box, placing it on the stack of board games that Phil found in the basement. 

"Tubbo, put your piece back," Phil said.

"Aww, but Phil," Tubbo complained, but did so anyways. 

"Now," Phil crossed his arms and gave them a stern look. "We are going to play this game, nice and fair, got it?'

"Yeah."

They didn't get it.

"Oops," Tommy said when he 'accidentally' knocked over his piece. He picked it up from the carpet and placed it two squares forward.

"Alright, listen here you little shit," Wilbur faced the young blond.

"'ey, 'ey I ain't doin' nothing wrong!" Tommy said in defense.

"Tommy, you literally just tried to cheat in front of us," Phil said.

"Let's make it fair then." Techno grabbed the die and rolled it on the coffee table. "Oh, will you look at that, I rolled a 52." He brought his piece to the last square, "I guess I win."

"That is not how you fucking count," Tubbo said. 

"I'm an English major," Techno said. "What do ya want from me?"

Phil let out an exasperated sigh, "I am gonna punt this game straight to the fucking sun."

"Alright, alright, everyone's getting a bit heated up," Wilbur chuckled at the situation. "Why don't we do something else?"

"We can always just look at those photo albums that I found in my room," Phil smirked as he phased through the ceiling 

"No," Techno drawled the word out.