Well this sucks [SBI]

Rumor has it

Techno wasn't a fan of bullies, he'd been bullied for dying his hair pink but after a fist fight with the guy that lead to a blood bath and what everyone thought was demonic possession it had stopped. He was also not a big fan of anyone messing with his family, but not even his fearsome looks and reputation could stop the rumors about Tommy's soon arrive to start spiraling.

"I heard he killed his family." Nick whispered across the table to Clay, Techno glanced up slightly listening into the conversation. "What? No way." George says leaning in.

"Yeah way, I found a few news articles from like six years ago about the Innit family." Nick leans down and reaches into his bag pulling out a stapled packet of papers. "Out of like five people Tommy was the only one to survive and he was holding a lighter."

Now Techno was interested, he reached over and snagged the papers, skimming through them. He smacked Nick's hand away when he attempted to take it back.

Innit Fire

Around midnight the call came in, and by two a.m. there was no house left standing. The first responders say the fire was started from the library and was most likely set ablaze by the ten years old Tomathy Innit. They say the boy was stood alone outside hold a stuffed toy and clicking a sliver lighter on and off.

Techno handed it back having read enough, he felt sick knowing Phil was alone with him. Yes Ranboo was also there but he doesn't know him well enough to trust him with his father's life.

"He's coming tomorrow." He mutters under his breath, crossing his arms and leaning back. "What?" Clay looks at him, the other two boys also looking up from the paper.

"He starts school tomorrow." Techno says not looking at them, opting instead to look at his nails checking for dirt.

"What are you saying man?" Nick leans forward with a large grin spread across his face. The bell rang as Techno finally looked up to meet there eyes, he turns to dream. "I'll let you mess with him for a day, try anything afterwards though." He left the threat open as he grabbed his bag and left the classroom.

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He basically jogged to the parking lot over to Wilbur, he leaning onto the top of the car. "You hear the rumors?" He asks as Wilbur yanks the driver side door open, he follows suit, sliding in.

"Yeah I've heard a few." Wilbur grumbles seeming non too pleased about what he'd heard. "Said he killed his family." Techno says now looking out the back windshield. "Clear."

"You believe it?" Wilbur asks glancing in the rearview mirror before backing out. "Clay's friend printed out a few news articles."

"Really?" Wilbur asks now stuck as the other students walked in the middle of the road, he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. "Why though?" He asks turning towards Techno.

"Why what?" Techno looks to him, seeing Clay and his friends huddled up obviously making plans for tomorrow.

"Why would a ten year old kid kill his family?" Wilbur leans foward like he didn't want anyone to hear their conversations even though no one could. "How should I know? I haven't had a conversation over ten words with him." Techno leans back turning to look out the window.

"Get social." Wilbur jokes also leaning back in his seat finally able to escape the school parking lot.

"Hey I'm trying that kid has thick walls." Techno grumbles crossing his arms over his chest. "And you're idea didn't exactly help. Can't believe I'm grounded."

"Don't remind me." Wilbur groans slowing down slightly, no long desperate to get home. "Phil's gonna make me do all the dishes."

"Dishes? I have to do the laundry!" Techno yelps out like the thought of dishes being worse than laundry was an offense that couldn't go unpunished. Wilbur laughed so hard Techno had to grab the steering wheel to keep from almost killing pedestrians.

"Wilbur! Dad will kill us if you kill us!"

"Y-You have to do the brats l-laundry!" Wilbur could barely get out through his giggling.