Pure Imagination || SBI fluff fic

8. wake up, please

Wilbur and Techno lifestyle :DD

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Wilbur and Techno are two, very close twins.

Techno had long pink hair that he refused to cut because when he was a child, Techno convinced his mother to put him on Sword Fighting and Karate lessons, because Techno found it so cool. The sensei, had long hair, and so young Techno looked up to him so much that he made his hair long.

Eventually his Mother had to cut it because it was going to be too long, and Techno claims that cutting his hair makes him weaker. So Techno cuts his hair only to a certain level so he doesn't feel as if he was weaker.

Anyways, as for Wilbur...

Wilbur was always attached to Techno. They were inseparable. Techno didn't mind at all if Wilbur would be holding his hand, or basically be clinging onto him like he was gonna die if he touched the ground.

Their parents would get jealous over how clingy Wilbur was it Techno. He cried when he had to sing on a talent show himself when he was 5, and Techno had to stand there and sing with him or he wouldn't even get on the stage. Techno didn't practice at all, but his slightly deep voice complimented Wilburs higher pitched voice.

When they were 10, Wilbur insisted on joining the Sword Fighting and Karate lessons with Techno. He failed, but atleast he knows some self defense.

When they were 13, Techno took up Archery, and more Combat lessons, whilst Wilbur wanted to go with Techno, Techno convinced him to take singing lessons.

It was fairly easy for Techno to get Wilbur to do something for him, so Wilbur did singing lessons because Techno told him, "Hey you have a good singing voice you should master it," and he didn't hesitate.

Nowadays, they lived together. Why? Techno became protective over Wilbur after their parents died because two guys robbed their house with a gun when they were 17.

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Wilbur heard the door crash open, as two people he didn't know ran in, holding a gun. Father ran to the living room with his gun, and Mother brought Wilbur to the guests bedroom, under the bed. The bed had long sheets, making it impossible to see you under.

It was a single bed, so Wilbur's mother couldn't fit under the bed with him. Wilbur insisted to have his mother fit, but she gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead, as if she knew that she would die.

There was two shots. Are the robbers dead?

She gave him her phone, and she stood up to go get a gun.

But she was abruptly stopped when she was shot, and she slowly fell to the floor.

Wilbur could only watch the shadows from the light seeping through the small cracks of the blanket, and suddenly seeing the white sheets turn red as the blood stained it.

The sound of the bullet scarred him. He was terrified.

The house went quiet.

"O-oh my god. I killed a person."

"Of course you were gonna kill a person, we were gonna rob this house!"

"We could've just ran, Peter!"

"Shh. Everyone is dead. We could just take the valuables, leave the bodies in a forest, and book a flight to the Bahamas."

"Okay, come on. Look for the masters bedroom."

He heard the two footsteps fade away, and Wilbur took out the phone and dialed 999.

"999, where's your emergency?"

"XXXXX, please hurry, they shot my mother, and I don't know about my father. They're still here, and I'm hiding under the bed." Wilbur tried to keep his voice as quiet as he can, so the robbers— no, murderers, don't find him.

He was tearing up, and he peeked out to see his mother's dulling eyes. She was trying to hold on to the last string of life that she had.

"Mom, you got this, stay with me, please."  Wilbur begged, holding her hand.

"William, don't cry... This day would've come sooner or later." She gave him a small smile. "Just... If I don't make it out, just know that I love you very much, and I'm so proud of you for chasing your dreams."

"Mom, stay with me, don't say your goodbyes! Your going to be okay!" Wilbur's tears formed a puddle under him, as he put his hands over the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. "Help is on the way, stay with me!"

"Wilby, my baby boy..."

They heard sirens outside, and the sound of footsteps.

"Freeze!"

Wilburs eyes shined in hope, and paramedics started to swarm his mother, bringing her to the ambulance.

He followed the paramedics to see another sight of his father, on the ground, with two wounds. One on the head, and one on the chest.

The floor was splattered with blood.

It horrified him, and the tears started falling again.

It wasn't long for Techno to show up. He was done with his training, and came home to see police cars and and ambulances.

He ran in to see Wilbur in tears, and he hugged and comforted him as he watched the cops bring the two culprits out.

"YOU TWO ARE MONSTERS!" Wilbur wanted to punch the shit out of the two, possibly kill them. "YOU SHOT MY PARENTS!"

The two stayed silent as they were escorted to the car.

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Father was dead. Mother died on the way to the hospital.

The day always haunted them.

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Techno sighed. Now they live together because of Techno's fear that Wilbur would die on him too. But because of that, it just made them closer.

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"Hello, audience! We're going to do a cooking stream today! Since my next worldwide tour is gonna be next month, and I currently have nothing to do, we are going to have a cooking stream with the one and only Brother Soot!"

"It's Technoblade, nerds." He said, quickly trying his hair into a ponytail. "Do you even know how to cook?"

"Of course I do, Techno."

They heard a dono. "Question for Technoblade: Is your name actually Technoblade?"

"Surprisingly, it actually is." Techno answered.

The heard another dono. "Hello, your loyal fan Lani here! Techno is really rocking the pink hair"

Lani. They knew her because Lani was one of his first fans.

She always donated somehow. Was she like... Super rich?

Guess you'll never know.

"Thank you, thank you. See, even I have fans!"

"Can brother soot sing?" The robotic voice asked.

"I can't—"

"He actually can! He also plays the drums really really well."

"Bruhhhh—"

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HAHA SAD BACKSTORY GO BRRRRR