|| The Wish... || MCYT + DSMP + SMPE ||

17

Tommy was on call with a few of his friends that he hadn't talked to in forever.

He wasn't streaming, and there was a pleasant atmosphere in the call.

Tommy was feeling nostalgic because of the similarities the call had to the old ones when he was younger.

It was currently midnight, and a few people were streaming.

Not anyone in the call though, more of Ranboo, Tubbo, Bad, Skeppy, and Wilbur.

Tommy was slowly drifting off, but still interacted with his friends.

A notification of someone joining the call woke him up.

"Wisp? I thought you were going to bed?" Tommy asked, yawning and guessing who it was.

Wilburs chuckle spooked him.

Tommy opened his eyes and looked at the discord name, Wilbur_Soot.

"Go away Will..." Tommy said, putting his head back down onto his arms like before.

Tommy moved and looked at his phone.

Wilbur was still streaming.

Tommy groaned and kicked Wilbur from the call.

Deo and Bitzel started laughing.

They were in America, so they were still at least half conscious.

Everyones cameras were on, and he could tell he was going to have to deal with Twitter again tomorrow or today.

Tommy smiled.

An admin moved Wilbur back into the call, and Tommy just glared at the camera.

Wilbur was laughing as well now.

Tommy looked at his camera.

He had a red sweater on, with a white tshirt underneath. Grey shorts, and a sticky note was on his forehead.

The sticky note was, 'remember to do homework!' and yet, Tommy had forgotten.

Tommy was also really pale, but no one mentioned it with Wilbur still streaming.

"Tommy?" Deo asked.

"Hmm?" Tommy voice spoke.

"You should probably get some sleep. Wisp went to bed hours ago, and he's also in the UK." Deo said. "You've zoned out for a good twenty minutes."

A light hearted chuckle was heard from Deo's mic.

Tommy nodded.

Yawning a bit, he left the call and turned off his computer.

He fell asleep in the chair with his head back on his arms and woke up at 10am the next morning.

He opened his eyes and hissed at the bright room.

He got up, stretched, and went to the bathroom.

He brushed his teeth and combed his hair as beat he could for just waking up.

Opening the door to his room, he realised his monitor was on.

Confused, he went over and checked it.

It was just on the desktop, nothing was open.

Confused, he checked again.

Still nothing.

"Who even has the password for my monitor?" Tommy thought aloud.

He grabbed some clothes and changed, before going back over to the monitor making sure it truly had nothing open.

The clothes were a blue sweater, and black jeans.

It confused the hell out of Tommy.

Then he heard something fall from downstairs.

His parents were on a business trip, so no one but him was home.

Then he heard a few curse words being thrown around by four or five people.

He grabbed his pocket knife from the drawer he kept it in, flicked it open, and walked downstairs.

Karl, Wilbur, Techno, Philza, Wisp, and George were at the house.

Tommy had a look of confusion on his face.

The doors are always locked at night and only Tommy, Deo, and his parents knew where the key was hidden.

Wisp looked at him and started laughing.

Everyone soon looked at Tommy and Wisp.

"You brought out your pocket knife-!" Wisp said between laughing.

Tommy closed it and put the knife in his pocket.

"How'd you guys get into my house?" Tommy asked. "And why are you guys here?"

Tommy walked into the kitchen to make some breakfast and coffee.

Tommy grabbed the pot and some powder and got the coffee made before grabbing some pancake mix.

"So, anyone want coffee or pancakes?" Tommy asked grabbing a pan and bowl.

"I'd like pancakes." Wisp and Wilbur said fast.

Techno said just some coffee, and Phil said he already ate, though he did say he wished hadn't so he could eat Tommy's pancakes under his breath.

Karl and George were confused.

Wisp laughed at Phil.

Tommy made pancakes while everyone talked.

Tommy still wondered how they got in, but no one was saying.

A few hours later, Tommy had moved to the couch and Wisp was leaning on him as he was tired.

"Will, weren't you streaming late last night? Aren't you tired?" Tommy asked Wilbur.

Wilbur nodded, and Phil glared at Wilbur.

"I told you not to stream that late, mate." Phil said.

"Why? It's not like anything here exists. Your all fake." Tommy said.

Black covered everything again.

...Nothing matters anymore...