EDITED AND COMPLETE FOR NOW
You were walking in your neighborhood when you suddenly find something that would bring much more than kindness.
(Platonic, I don't want to sexualize minors)
If read anywhere other than Wattpad, it is stolen.
"Oh my...I'm not even going to question it at this point," you said as you headed down the stairs.
Everyone froze (for some reason, it's auto-correcting it to freezer) at the sound of your voice and turned to look up at you.
The whole entire area was just trashed up.
Sapnap was holding a coffee table as a shield from Dream, who looked as if he was prepared to throw a book at him. Tommy and Tubbo each had a nerf gun pointed at Ranboo, who was also shooting back at them. Philza was trying to keep everything in control while trying not to laugh. Wilbur was just talking quietly with Niki about the different kinds of apples he knew about and the traits. Technoblade was running around with a kitchen stove lighter while yelling "ARSONNNNN". Badboyhalo was busy languaging Tommy. And then George...well let's just say he's a deep sleeper.
"Uhh," Sapnap looked around and sheepishly put down the table.
"It's Tommy's idea isn't it," you smirked as you raised an eyebrow.
"What the fuck! Why is it me?" Tommy yelled.
"LANGUAGE TOMMY," Badboyhalo yelled.
"LaNgUaGe," Sapnap mocked.
Dream pretended to lunge the book at Sapnap at his remark to Bad.
"Tommy, what was that, could you say that a bit louder so that the whole entire state could hear you?" you sarcastically remarked.
"It started off with a pillow fight," Tubbo said.
"But then it kinda went...downhill. Yeah, let's just say that," Ranboo added.
"I can most definitely see that."
"ARSON," Technoblade yelled as he dashed from the kitchen to the living room with the lighter raised in his right hand.
"God, I came to hang out with some cool people, not to be a mother and babysit some weird naive children," you pinched your nose in annoyance.
"That's what I said to them," Philza nodded.
"Hey, Niki and I are the more mature ones. Leave us out of this Phil," Wilbur defended.
"Yeah we were just talking-" Niki started.
"About apples," Wilbur finished.
YOOOOOOOOOOOO IM FULLY VACCINATED. On funny number day as well.
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editing cursir here once more what the fuck old me what is this why so chaos where how when how is this realistic what
editing cursir here to edit names: i still can not believe old me thought this idea was a good one like whats even this
