A/N
Look, I'm done with letting amazing books not have enough reads. I'm not friends with the author of this book, but I have been reading their book since close to when they started it.
Go read The Wilted Hunt (MCYT Element AU), you better read it.
Its so unfair that they have an amazing book and yet, me with my shit book, have more reads while they have less reads.
Yes, I am holding you at knife point.
Go read their book.
Do it, please. I just- I've been reading their book for so long and they deserve so much more. Go read their book. I know at least 100 of you have free time on your hands, so when you see this, go read their book.
And add it to your reading lists.
Vote on it.
This is probably the only shout out I'm going to ever do (maybe) so make it worth it, make it worth me shouting out their book.
Go fucking read it.
now that we're done with that, have a fun time reading!
And go read their book, before or after this chapter, idc, Ｊｕｓｔ． Ｒｅａｄ． Ｉt.
J̲u̲s̲t̲.̲ R̲e̲a̲d̲.̲ I̲t̲.̲
(Idea for chapter from DoggoDrillos, otherwise known as IEatPeopleUwU)
Your POV -.-
You flop down onto the couch, taking your phone out from underneath you.
You were bored, bored as hell, in this house.
It was really, really hard to be bored in this house actually.
Either there was overhearing Techno from screaming about potatoes, somebody talking about anarchy, arson, murder, challenging each other, Tommy and Wilbur yelling at each other, Tommy insulting someone, Phil working silently in the corner, and if you asked him he would tell you a story, listening to Phil's stories, Tubbo saying something about bees, you talking about something like murder but in detail about how you would do it, you chasing Tommy around with a butter knife (sometimes an actually sharp one when Phil wasn't home-), Tubbo and you standing outside and screaming your lungs out about random shit, Techno and you explaining and trying to get Phil's trust about why you should be able to have knives and lighters in the house, also why it was a good idea to let you commit murder, Ranboo over and just chaos, The Muffinteers, or whatever they called themselves, over and then Dream and Techno competing for random things, Dream and you talking over a call and talking about arson, chaos, the normal stuff, or you and Eret on call laughing and talking about random things on your mind, or you walking around town with Niki.
So, it was really, really hard to become bored.
Yet somehow you were still bored, bored as fuck.
So, as usual when you were bored, you ended up flopping down on the couch downstairs, taking up all of it, and scrolling through random memes on your phone.
You were just waiting for Phil to come up with something, or Tommy and Tubbo to declare chaos, or Wilbur to start a new role play idea, or Techno to come downstairs and start talking to you, or play monopoly and force another person of the family to play with you.
YOU ARE READING
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