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"𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀, 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘀!"
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(i have no clue how that song fits, i just enjoy it)

it took a lot of fighting and bloodshed for wilbur to drag the trio out the door, specially from tubbo and tommy. tubbo had long nails because he was a little scared of clippers, and tommy was like 2-4 inches shorter than wilbur.

ranboo was too lazy and tired to fight, he just needed dragged out by the wrist and he collapsed in the car.

"i don't want to! i don't want to!"

"tubbo, you're acting like a child! it's only 6-8 hours! i'll even pull you out early if it means you'll go!"

"what if y/n dies?!"

"..."

"k that's a little exaggerated, i admit. but still! she needs my emotional support!"

"what emotion?!"

"fuck you too!"

y/n was laughing and rolling in the floor as quackity was trying to pull her up while also laughing. his muscles were weak from the laughing and he ended up falling down too.

"tubbo, i will count to 3."

"ooh noo! i'm so scared." the shorter boy mocked. his frizzy hair stuck up in several different directions.

"1."

"i...i'm not scared of you-"

"2."

"to the car, esteemed gentlemen!" he races out the door, leaping in the back seat. a small 'oof' could be heard from ranboo as he got a tubbo arm right to the gut.

"i'm still not going."

"tommy..."

"y/n needs my awesomeness to stay and heal her. i am the ultimate protector-"

"you've cried over spilled juice. sit down, small man."

"i- fair enough. but you are still getting us out early."

wilbur sighed and threw tommy's back pack at him. he gently pushed him out the door so he would go to the car.

"don't worry, wilbur. i shall take the duty of protecting princess here!"

"yeah yeah, get in the car big guy."

"but she's all alone!"

"nihachu will be back in like, 3 hours. she's a big girl, she'll handle herself just fine."

quackity sighed as he was done arguing. he grabbed his bag and walked to the car, handing y/n her favorite drink first and giving her a hug. y/n almost didn't let go and had to be pried off by wilbur as quackity chuckled and left.

wilbur gave y/n a light peck on the cheek with the reassurance that he'd be back at around 12.

like he always did when she was sick or something. he left school early with the boys and kept y/n company. like he did all the other 5 years. 8th grade up to the second year of 12th grade.