Small MCYT Stories

A Hug?

Whaaat? Me? Projecting onto Wilbur again? Noooo, that's crazy
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Wilbur peeked into the doorway, watching his dad speak with his little brother. He felt his hands clench into fists, but he took a step back, returning to his room.

He sat on his bed, staring at the ground, "It's not fair."

"What's not?" Wilbur's twin walked into the room.

"He's always spending time with Tommy or you... I just.." Wilbur frowned.

"Well.. I guess it's understandable with Tommy, he's a literal child sent from hell." Techno said, jokingly.

"Still..." Wilbur hid his face in his sleeve.

"Well... what do you want from him? Maybe if you figured that out, you can tell him."

Wilbur glanced up at Techno, and then wiped his tears away, "I guess... I guess I would like.. a hug from him.. at least..."

"Hm." Techno hummed, nodding, "Why not go tell him?"

Wilbur nodded, standing up and walking back to where he last saw Phil and Tommy. "H-hey.. Dad?" Wilbur said, hopefully.

"Ah, sorry Wil!" Phil quickly spoke up, "I have to go, so sorry but something came up." He said, already getting ready to go out the door.

Wilbur frowned, staring up at Phil. He didn't say anything, just nodded.

Phil glanced at Wilbur, noticing his expression. He smiled slightly, "Hey, it's okay. I'll be back soon and then you can tell me, okay?" He said, patting Wilbur's head.

Wilbur still didn't say anything. He watched as Phil left and then stalked back to his room.

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Wilbur had his eyes closed, welcoming the sharp pain in his abdomen. "hey..dad..."

"Yes, Wil..?" Phil answered, his trembling hands holding onto the blade's handle.

"I'm cold can... can I get a hug..?"

Phil laughed half heartedly, "Of course you can.." He said softly, pulling Wilbur close to him.

Wil blinked, feeling a smile creep along his face.

Phil held on tightly to Wilbur, and his grip onto got tighter when his son went limp in his arms.