~Technos pov~
Well, a party, fun. Gosh do I hate going to these things, but Wil would never let me live it down if I didn't go, or would beg me for hours, especially since there weren't drinks. He just wanted me to come out of my room and hang out with people.
We had gotten into cars, all driving to our house, well my house, not stopping to get anything for anyone.
We entered the atmosphere. The main room, known as the living room, was cleaned up, as Wilbur yelled at us to do it earlier. Phil and Mom were out this weekend with a few friends, we were left alone with the house.
It was a room I saw every morning except it was neatened. I so badly wanted to go upstairs and hide from everyone and read one of my many Greek mythology books, or leave the house completely and go to a library.
But nope, Wilbur wants me to stay. Everyone started talking respectively in their own groups. I stood leaning against the counter. Tommy had opened his record player and him and Tubbo were playing his music discs, currently he was playing one I believed was called 'Cat'. Tubbo was on Tommy's shoulders as he carried him around. I loved their friendship.
George stood off to the side with Clay as they talked. George finally seemed happy again, I hadn't seen him smile like that in years. It did hurt when he got pushed down for things he couldn't control, he was like a brother to me, and if we wouldn't have moved. I would possibly have blood and tears resting on my hands. Let's just say, lives were spared.
Him and Clay seemed close already, considering George really hasn't had anyone besides his mother it makes sense. Something was different though. Not the same look was portrayed to Wil as it was to Clay. Maybe a different form of love? Obviously I knew how George felt, but then again he said he didn't want to lose a friend he had just made.
I pulled out my book, a sketch book. Doodling George and Clay once more. I drew what I saw. Them standing off to the side. Talking like they've known each other their whole lives. Looking at each other with compassion. I had finished the drawing of the two in the forest earlier today during a class.
Tommy grabbed the microphone that was hooked up to the karaoke machine, making a horrid sound. I shot my head up from the drawing, closing the book and putting my pencil away. He stood on the couch getting everyone's attention. It really isn't necessary considering there are around 15 people here.
"HELLO?!" Tommy looked around at everyone, we covered our ears, and I made my way over to Tommy. Slapping him behind his neck and pulling the plug of the machine. He glared at me and pouted. "Fine." He mumbled, still upset with me.
Instead of using a microphone he spoke loudly. "Everyone! Gather in the lounge, and sit in a circle around this table." I knew where this was going and I didn't like it. He grabbed an empty bottle, a glass one from the coke he drank. Setting it in the middle.
"Let's play spin the bottle!" I sighed, of course he would make us play some cringe kiss game. "ALRIGHT, Skeppy, you're going first." Tommy spoke. Skeppy rolled his eyes, flipped Tommy off, earning a small 'hey!' from Bad, and walked over to the bottle. Spinning it, it landed on Bad. Who would've guessed, he walked over to Bad, silently asking him for consent. He gave him a small kiss, lasting only a few seconds. Pulling away, both faces red, he walked back to his seat.
Next up was Karl, funny enough, it landed on Sapnap. They kissed, both of them seeming it was normal, faces red as well. They told me to go, I wanted to protest but Wilbur glared at me. I spun it and it landed on Wil. That was the funniest thing tonight. I had kissed him before as family, so I didn't care. (Like how your parents or siblings and such would give you kisses when you were younger, same thing.) I kissed him lightly on the lips. Slightly glaring when I walked back to where I was standing.
Next was George. He seemed very unsure. He spun it, it pointed to the person standing beside him. Clay, I laughed lightly, I think I was sleep deprived leading me to be more enjoyable to be around at this moment. George glared at me, looking over to Clay, silently asking for consent. Kissing him for a few moments, pulling away with face red. He walked over to me, whispering in my ear "I hate you." I laugh at that and he walks back over.
We continued on the game, Tubbo has playfully kissed Ranboo on the cheek, not wanting to kiss him on the lips, understandable since they were just friends. Tommy had to kiss me once so he kissed me on the cheek, Skeppy ended up getting Bad again. Quackity got Karl once. Clay had got me, and since I considered him a brother in a way, since I hated him and had a brotherly bond with him, he was fine to kiss me, he kissed me on the lips, the same way Wil did. Nikki had got Wil, Nikki was like a sister to Wil so he didn't mind. Wilbur had kissed George. Tubbo had to give Tommy a kiss on the cheek which he did. The last round, Clay gave Ranboo a kiss on the cheek, they were brothers after all. I hadn't spoken much with Ranboo but I knew they were siblings. (PS. All of the kisses that were not included in the ships log thing, are PLATONIC.)
The game ended. I had gotten kissed and kissed a few people, it was fun. We were mostly all pretty close friends and didn't mind. We stopped playing and Tommy wanted to play truth or dare, like we hadn't played enough cliche party games.
"So......" Tommy started, "Dream, truth or dare?" He contemplates for a moment, "Dare." Tommy had mischief strike his face. "Alright, if you could kiss anyone here, who would it be?" Clay widens his eyes, "I'm not sure why it matters to this but....George?" Question in his answer, George widens his eyes and I can see the blush creep to his face. "Good. Kiss George." That was Tommy's dare, and let me say, this was entertaining. "Wa- huh?" Dream responds, "You heard me, kiss him." Clay looked like he was about to protest, Tommy glared at him. Clay shook his head, walking over to George, silently asking for consent once more, kissed him softly. I don't swear, but I f-ing love these two, and I'm not one for soft moments.
As the game progressed I was told to speak in a higher pitched voice, which was humiliating. Wilbur had un-braided and braided my hair again during the game, and Skeppy and Bad had interlocked fingers.
It was around 4am, we had been asking questions, teasing each other, and I had relaxed a bit. Nikki drove Dream, Ranboo and George home. Tubbo stayed the night, and the three others went home. Bad and Skeppy walked home as well, something about Skeppy wanting to take Bad to watch the sunrise, I swear, those two are secretly dating or something.
I trudged up to my bedroom, opening my door, I quickly changed into a pair of grey sweat pants and a loose pink t-shirt. Taking out my earrings and other pieces of jewelry. Carefully placing my ankle bracelet with my other pieces of jewelry.
Undoing my braid and setting the hair ties in a bin. I lay in my bed, wrapping myself in blankets. Dozing off to sleep, recalling the events of today.
~End of Chapter 7 <3~
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