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____ ᴍʏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪs ʜᴇʀᴇ

me: hey, how y'all doing- *GUNSHOTS*

you🔫: finally killed that twink, dumb homo-

(nah i know y'all wouldn't do that....maybe- /j)

"𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲...𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿!~"
★·.·'¯'·.·★ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴀs ʜᴇʟʟ𓀿★·.·'¯'·.·★

wilbur arrived back at y/n's house, looking around for george, but didn't see him there.

this guy was going to be the second in a dumpster....

wilbur grabbed his phone and dialed his number. it rang for a second but was picked up.

"hello?"

"where is she."

"my house, why?"

"bring her home. right now, notfound."

"but she's already-"

"how do you think she'll feel after getting drugged and waking up in a persons bed which also happens to be her least favorite person's?"

"i-"

"now. you have 5 minutes."

"it only takes 2 minutes to get there-"

"1. 2. 3-"

"on my way!"

wilbur smirked as he heard a car being started.

"bye gogy~" he mocked and hung up the phone as the man began to protest.

"you bit-"

while he waited, wilbur heard the door slam open and pairs of feet filed in.

"where is she- is she okay?! who has her-"

"boys, boys, one at a time!"

"what happened?"

"she was...drugged. me and dream took care of it."

"took care of it...you don't mean-"

"go smell the dumpster for yourselves."

"good one, yeah wilbur!"

"small price to pay." wilbur stated confidentially since he got reassurance from his young pupils.

they danced around in happiness as they waited for y/n.

"dead men say no word! happiness they look toward! but they can't! why? because they're dead men!" the chanted as they danced in circles. (i made that shit up on the spot-)

a knock on the door interrupted their celebration. tubbo yanked it open, happy to see y/n.. but not george.

"set her down. you have 5 seconds before i rip your testicals off and feed them to ducks."

"tubbo!" ranboo scolded but failed as he began wheezing from laughing.

george still quickly set her on the couch and ran out the door. but quackity pushed past him, suddenly running inside.

"quackity?!-"

"where is she?!"

"couch-"

quackity ran over and fell to his knees beside her.

"oh sweetheart you have to be okay! i bought you that candy you saw- the- the orange one-"

"quackity?" she mumbled and turned to face a blurry figure.

"yes yes! it's me! how are you?!"

"i'm...great!" she giggled and her body jolted every time she laughed.