Where Are Your Parents? | SBI FD

Quackity Versus Technoblade

So the plans were put into action. Phil had gone into school one morning with Tommy and they had hired him immediately. Phil was to start immediately as they were in desperate need of an English teacher. Which had left the eldest brothers at home alone. Techno had managed to get Wilbur to eat, and the middle child had taken one of the pain killers. It was fantastic. He had appeared livelier and had eaten more than he had in the past days.

"Those things really do work," the brunette chuckled. Techno smiled.

"I'm glad you're feeling better," the pinkette flicked the tv on and they were there all day. Maybe around an hour before Tommy were to come home the pain killers had started wearing off leaving Wilbur a bit more tired but still quite well. Tommy had arrived home, alone.

"Hey bitches!" Tommy addressed his older brothers. "How ya doin?"

"Where's Phil?" Techno interrupted going to greet his youngest brother.

"He got the job!" Tommy beamed. "He's working till 6 every night."

"Seems legit," Wilbur chuckled making Tommy jump with hope.

"How are you feeling?" Tommy leaped onto his older brother whilst they both chuckled. Techno seemed concerned but neither were upset by the action, so he decided it was okay. "Did you get better?"

"I haven't passed out all day so," Wilbur watched in anticipation as Tommy's face lit up with glee and the youngest wrapped his arms around his not so sick brother.

"YAY!" the blonde exclaimed. "Does that mean you can take me to school again?"

"Ye-" Wilbur was cut off as Techno had reapproached shaking his head.

"No," Techno sighed. "He still needs to rest so he doesn't get worse."

"But Techno-" Wilbur protested but Techno strictly stared at them both. "Bruh, I'll be fine."

"Stop," Techno glared at the two. "You hafta rest, we can't risk you getting sick again."

"I'm sure Wilby wants to go outside," Tommy pleaded, and Wilbur nodded hurriedly.

"No," with that both of the youngers shut up and they sat in silence for the rest of the afternoon. Wilbur had later passed out and Phil had arrived home. Tommy was intrigued to speak to the adult but didn't due to the pinkette who had joined the adult in the kitchen speaking in low voices. Tommy remained on the couch straining his ears to listen.

"Are you sure about this?" Phil seemed worried.

"Of course," Techno replied sternly. "We need the money and-"

"There are other ways to get money Techno," Phil hissed.

"Yeah, well this happens to pay good amounts of money so why not," Tommy had to fake being asleep as he heard footsteps draw closer. "They deserve it." And with that the door was opened and closed quietly. Phil sighed from the kitchen. Tommy was intrigued to what was going on, but he instantly felt his heart palpitate in anticipation. Money. They were low on money.

Techno was walking for a bit before reaching the alleyway. He lay a heavy knock on the back door and soon a familiar smiley mask opened up.

"Welcome," Clay spoke quietly. "What brings you back here? Thought your brother made you quit."

"He did," Techno sighed at the thought of his younger brother that always seemed more like his older brother than younger.

"So?" Clay interrupted Techno's train of thought after he spaced out. "He die or somethin'?" Techno growled.