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Ignored - Techno x Dream x Wilbur

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Chapter include(s):

-Bad grammar (dont ask-)

-Cat Hybrid Dream

-Pig Hybrid Techno

-Romantic Master Calling (This is not smut)

-Fluff

-Angst?

-DreamNoBur

Dream - 21

Techno - 21

Wilbur - 23

[Prompt is from my MCYT Roleplay Server We have duplications on, so you can be your favorite MCYT (You can join it by commenting on this thread ---->)]

Wilbur is technically okay with shipping just not nsfw.

Overall, I am not shipping Will, Dave, and Clay. I am shipping their personas, aka Dream, Wilbur, and Technoblade.

Dream as in the hunter (or a headcannon au)

Wilbur as in the maniac (or a headcannon au)

Techno as in the pig (or a headcannon au)

Not Clay as in the creator behind the persona DreamWasTaken

Not Dave as in the creator behind the persona Technoblade

Not Will as in the creator behind the persona Wilbur Soot

Enjoy!

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Wilbur bursts out laughing, Techno having ran out the room with a Dream following behind him with... a fork.

Yeah, that was basically the whole summary.

After a couple of minutes, Techno managed to put the neko to sleep - which was fairly easy as Dream wasn't that cat like. He still had some manliness.

Wilbur bursts into laughter again, Techno getting aggravated by the minute. "You know, you could just ignore him. He won't kill you. I think." The musician stated, calming down from his laughter.

"I know that, but he'll get sad and I'll feel bad." The pinket looked away, guiltily as he admitted he had a soft side for the man he once called his rival - which is now his lover, make sense.

Wilbur getting the point, decided to press on. "Ooh? Softy? Softy for Wittle Dweamy?"

"Don't act like you can ignore Dream without feeling bad."

"Is that a challenge?"

"First one to feel bad and tap out wins."

"Deal."

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Thus marks the day they spent it all ignoring the blond.

It was around 8 am in the morning when Dream woke up, he didn't feel his husbands anywhere so he went downstairs. They were there, just playing Minecraft PE.