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4 am stupidness

tw: drinking and mentions of it
this is more like a stupid thing i came up with last night and just made it.

idfk

I had this random image of technoblade with a safety cone over his head.
haha technocone haha L L L

+No pov

All four of them had snuck out, they'd been out, around the town, stumbling around for a good 3 hours now.
The two oldest, had went to a gas station and got some drinks, not enough to make them drunk- but just a little tipsy.

As Wilbur finished his drink, he crushed the bottle on his head giggles could be heard from him and Tommy and Tubbo shared a bottle of coke.

"What time is it?" Techno looked behind himself, at the kids behind him, looking for an answer as if he didn't have his phone on him to check the time himself.

Tubbo pulled his phone out, opening and locking it again.

"It's 4:32 AM-" his sentence getting interrupted by a yawn. "-we should probably start heading back, it'll be sunrise in a few hours"

"Ehhhh..it'll be fine" Wilbur said, throwing his now crushed can into a recycling bin on the sidewalk.

"I'm boreeeeddddddd" Tommy dragged out the word, intentionally being annoying.

"What if we played I spy from mr. Sams cellar?" Techno looked at Tubbo, who had just suggested a great idea.

"I second that, let's do that."

"Why mr. Sams though? why not Mr. Corpses?" Tommy looked over at Tubbo, taking the bottle from him, flipping it to his side, and taking a sip.

"Eh..we always go there, that gets boring, so why not Mr. Sams?"

"Ok but how about instead of I spy, never have I ever?" Wilbur suggested a change of game, as the four of them turned onto the old road which led to Sams, Georges, Bads and Skeppys house.

"How the hell do you even play that?" Tommy looked up at Wilbur.

"..it's like truth or dare, but only truths, and you have lives."

"Lives? what like Ylyl?"

"OOH! WE SHOULD PLAY THAT!" Techno suddenly got really exited.

"we don't even have internet, why would we do that?" Tubbo held up his phone, shaking it a little to signify there was no internet.

"I have Sams internet, Tubzo" Tommy passed the nearly finished coke bottle back to Tubbo.

"Awwwww you called him Tubzo" Wilbur turned around, walking backwards on the dirt road.

"And? you call me Toms, what's the difference you drunk idiot"

"we're not drunk tommy, it was only a small can. anymore and dad would know." Techno also turned around to start walking backwards.

"So...what are we doing then?" Tommy out his phone back in his coats pocket.

"I suggest Never have I ever." Wilbur gave his suggestion, Tubbo agreeing.

"I like the idea of ylyl." Techno hummed.

"Yeah, ylyl sounds funnier anyway."

As they arrived to Sams house, which wasn't big if you looked at it front-on, but his backyard was humongous, the 2 teens and 2 adults walked into his backyard, sitting on top of the cellar hill Sam had.

"How about we do...uh.."

"first to touch their nose gets to pick the game!" Tommy yelled semi-loud, as to not wake anybody on this road.

Somehow, Techno was the first to touch his nose, despite Tommy saying it and having the clear advantage.

"We're playing ylyl, suck it(green boi) idiots"

Wilbur and Tubbo tried protesting, but ended up agreeing as Tommy connected to sams internet.

"If any of you break my phone you're paying for it." Tommy glared at the three others who sat on the cellars top.

Tommy then passed his phone to Techno, who opened Youtube, looking for some obscure video.

Techno then flipped the phone to face the others, playing a random video of a cat screaming, somehow getting Tubbo to laugh.

"HOW did THAT get you??" Wilbur looked at Tubbo confused.

"It was funny?"

"It really wasn't, Tubzo."

A good hours of this and Wilbur ended up victorious, having 1 life left, having to battle it out between him and Tommy for who'd laugh and come in second.

"HAAAAAAAAAAA YOU SUCK TOMATHY"

"I DO NOT SUCK, YOU SUCK! THE VIDEO WAS JUST REALLY FUCKING FUNNY!"

Tubbo looked at the two brothers, fighting, while Techno watched the sunrise.

"Guys what time is it?" Tubbo looked at Tommy and Wilbur who's stopped fighting after realizing the sun was almost over the horizon.

"...."

"SHIT"

"So..you boys want to explain to me why you were out last night?" Phil look at his 3 sons, appearing to be calm, but his voice said otherwise.

"In my defence, it was Wilburs idea." Tommy pointed at Wilbur.

"IT WAS NOT YOU-"

Then ensued a whole argument from the two again.

"This is the fourth time this morning what the hell.." Techno stood next to Phil, tired but confused.

"You've known them for how long now? almost 15 years? and you're still surprised when they start fighting randomly?" Phil looked up at Techno, who was completely sober, just tired.

"Yeah. I don't get how they can argue this much." Phil chuckled and patted techno on the back before walking back out to the kitchen to finish making pancakes, listening to his oldest and youngest argue like it was music.

-Fin

why did i write this, this was dumb.

903 words pog