Telescope | SBI + Tubbo

chapter four: incoming call

Everything in this is platonic.

Tw: yelling and slight pushing, mention of blood and punching someone

"Why," Wilbur stared, "why do you say that?" He looked at Tubbo.

"I just don't think he'll come home." Tubbo shrugged. 

Phil closed his eyes and leaned back. 

"We can always wait if we have to." Techno applied. Tubbo nodded.

"Yeah," Tubbo responded hesitantly. "surely he doesn't hate me." He glanced around the room. "Right guys?" 

Nothing. Not a word spoken.

Wilbur broke the barrier of uncomfortable silence. "I don't think he does, Tubbo." Wilbur dropped his head down. "He could never hate you." 

Tubbo wasn't very sure if Wilbur was telling the truth or not. He hoped he was- I mean, could you blame him? It was hard for Tubbo to control his anger and he loved his brother- and best friend, to shreds. If Tommy hated Tubbo then he wouldn't know how to act. As long as Tommy is happy, he's happy. That's all Tubbo needs.

Tubbo smiled. "I hope you're right." He turned around and shut the front door. "I'm gonna head upstairs with my tea. Goodnight, guys. I love you." 

"Love you too." Everyone said in unison. 

"We should go to sleep too." Phil suggested.

"You're right. It's been a strange day." Wilbur agreed and stood up, lending Techno a hand. 

Wilbur eyed him. He had crimson eyes, silver glasses, and long pink hair just like his Minecraft character. "I don't need your hand." Techno mumbled and took his hand anyways.

Wilbur smirked. "If you say so." Then pulled Techno up the stairs to his room. "G'night, dad.." Wilbur yawned to Phil.

Believe it or not, Techno acted tough and all but actually had a soft spot for his family. Wilbur especially. He loved him, he truly did. All platonically of course. Otherwise that'd be pretty cringe.

When Wilbur was at the adoption center with Techno, he used to tuck him in all the time- now it's Techno's favorite part of the night.

Wilbur led Techno to his own room and plopped Techno onto his pink, pig decorated bed. Techno laid down and waited for Wilbur to tuck him in. 

Wilbur took Techno's glasses off his face and placed them on his bedside table. He reached for the covers and pulled them over Techno's body. 

"I love you, Wil." Techno clasped Wilbur's hand. He smiled.

"I love you too, Techie. Night." Wilbur turned off Techno's lamp and got up off the bed, headed towards the door and shut it with a click after leaving. Soon after, Techno drifted to sleep.

About 10 minutes later, the house was peaceful and asleep. Surprise. 

But the only one awake was Tubbo. He had a big idea but also a big suspicion.

Ranboo.

He'd never said where he lived to anyone before. However, he'd said his favorite drink before. Hot chocolate.

Now, here's why Tubbo is suspicious of Ranboo:

-guy at a cafe everyday built like ranboo

-wears glasses and a mask

-orders hot chocolate 

-runs when he sees people coming for him

-wears a crown