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16 - mr. 'nap and his two small apprentices; tommeister and toobster. (featuring the extras; pissbee, piglet, and wimblur.)

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"sapnap!" tommy yelled, his blue eyes and blond hair catching the sunlight and its warmth, pulling his brown haired sibling behind him; they were walking contradictions, supposed twins, born ten years after wilbur (wilbur is 20, the twins are ten.) - tommy had sharp features, very bright colour palette and a strong, boastful voice. whereas tubbo's face was more round, everything about him soft and gentle - if tommy's general colour palette was bright and a little bit eyestraining, tubbo's was more lukewarm and muted. wilbur was a mix of the two, gentle, yet strong all at the same time. one thing was common with the three siblings - their creativity.

techno and clay were almost the same person, though, physically - there were some differences. techno dyed his hair when he was 13, doing a terrible job - which led to phil getting it dyed at the salon, a bright, bubblegum pink that now reached his back; techno didn't care about what other people thought of him, and he stayed silent - he was a man of his word and he didn't speak plenty. icy blue eyes peeked through pink, braided locks, which contrasted clay's warm, forest green eyes. techno was a fencer, while clay was a runner. clay was more conscious about people's thoughts, he wasn't as bold as his twin, opting to keep his blond hair. but what bound them together was their competitiveness.

the aforementioned boy smiled at the loud voice, kneeling to catch the two boys in a hug. "hey! tommy, tubbo! my main dudes!"

"i thought i was your main dude?" clay asked, pouting exaggeratedly at the ravenette. wilbur and techno protesting that they themselves were the 'main dudes', "i feel nothing but betrayal, i am sad. i want to cry." clay said.

"clearly, karl is my main dude. y'all are my side hoes." sapnap said, ruffling tommy's hair, making the spitfire gremlin child complain. "now, shall we walk betty and walter?" sapnap asked, looking down at the children and smiling gently at their enthusiasm.

the six went inside wilbur's house, leashing up the dogs and greeting the trio's mom; cara, and with her bouncy, white hair and a gentle smile - she told them to stay safe. they brought tommy, tubbo and the dogs to the park, where the two boys ran around and played - and after lots of convincing, they convinced clay and nick to play as well, techno and wilbur watching with a smile; it seems, they have tasked themselves with being the damage control.

"wait a minute, my friend's coming to visit me." wilbur mumbled, typing on his phone. techno raised an eyebrow, looking over at the curly haired boy's screen. "it's just niki, you know, the blonde with the pink highlights?"

"oh, her? she's alright. she can go and meet clay and sapnap if you want, and we can all hang out. she has already met the twins, right?" techno asked, looking down at his own phone.

"yeah. niki adores tom and tubs, so, she'll deffo help with managing the two." wilbur smiled, "don't get me wrong, i adore the two gremlin hybrids, but - it's nice bringing them with my friends."

despite wilbur's endless teasing, and a small, gentle bit of bullying - he loves his siblings, and would do everything for them. years ago, wilbur was dismissive, he still loved his siblings but deprived them of attention in favour of laser-focusing onto his studies, but when tubbo got very sick; stuck in a hospital and hooked into machines, when wilbur saw tubbo deathly pale, and tommy always crying when separated from the sick boy - something within wilbur changed, and now, he includes the twins within his activities as much as possible - listening to tommy ramble while he worked, with tubbo messing with wilbur's hair in the background.

niki and wilbur went to highschool together, if platonic soulmates were a thing - they were the perfect example. of course, because of society's stupidity and heteronormative nature; everybody expected the two to end up together, but, they guessed it was foreign for the people around them to see a boy and a girl as friends - but it was possible. wilbur and niki were nothing more than friends, and there was a period of time where everything was awkward because of how weird their classmates got, but with communication and boundaries set - they were alright again. they've been friends for eight years now.

"hey, guys!" wilbur called the four over, clay and sapnap turned to the curly haired boy and motioned for the twins to come over. "if it's alright with you, i have a friend coming with us maybe tomorrow."

"it it nee-huh-choo?" tommy asked. tubbo beamed at the mention of the girl, repeating after tommy and asking if the girl was coming with them. wilbur smiled gently, ruffling the blond's hair.

"yeah, niki's coming over." wilbur replied, he turned to clay and sapnap. "is it alright for my friend to tag along tomorrow?"

"yeah, sure! the more the merrier." sapnap grinned. wilbur turned and looked at clay expectantly, the former knew about clay's small slump and didn't want to overwhelm the tall blond. clay appreciated the gesture and nodded, "sure. i'd love to meet her." clay added.

"pog! how 'bout we invade that pizza place down the street like old times?" techno said.

"tech, i swear to god please don't make a random kid cry." sapnap exasperated.

"yeah, holy hell techno." wilbur sighed, "how'd you get that severed dog mascot head anyway?"

techno said nothing, but grinned at clay, and the latter desperately tried to suppress a smile. and without words, wilbur and nick had their answer. "clay what the hell man! why'd you help techno get that cursed dog mask?"

"hey! that kid made fun of tubs, we had to do something." clay defended himself, tommy and tubbo giggling at the memory. "if anybody looks at tom and tubs wrong, i won't hesitate to get the more terrifying looking ones."

"wil, can we just leave clay and tech behind?" sapnap asked.

"no!" tubbo pouted, dragging his vowels. "i like them around."

and, with a sigh, wilbur smiles at his brothers. "fine, we'll bring the two, grown rats with us."

"yay! thanks wilby!" tommy cheered, hugging his older brother's leg, tubbo following suit.

wimblur foot
› are you still free tom?
› my friendos from america are here, they'd love to meet you. :)

nee-huh-choo
› sure!
› :)

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03/22/21