|Chapter 7|

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Trigger Warnings
-Bit of swearing
-Small Panic Attack

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Tommy POV

We were playing in pure chaos. I had logged onto the server only to see Tubbo setting fire to stuff and Ranboo trying desperately to stop him. The only thing in this world not set on fire was this big old dome, consisting of what looked like 1 million bees.

I walked around for a while, mostly collecting materials and food, before being dragged out of the world of blocks by someone spinning my chair around.

"Tommy. It is 2 in the morning. When are you turning off that game?"

I looked up to meet Wilburs tired eyes, was it really 2 in the morning? I spun back around to look at the monitor, the time reading 2:07am. Well time really does fly by when your having fun.
"Sorry? I wasn't keeping track of the time."

Wilbur scoffed,
"Clearly not."

"Well. Good night then Wilbur."

"Mhm, night Tommy."

With that Wilbur walked out of the room, leaving Tommy to turn off his pc and wander off to bed.

"Oh yeah and we are going to Disney Land tomor- today."

"Mkay."

The door closed, good.

|Time Skip|

7:14am

Techno POV

I sat down in the kitchen, holding a glass of water, it was too early to crawl out of hibernation.

I looked up to see Phil coming down the stairs,
"Morning Dad"

"Hi mate"

I went back to staring blankly at the cup of water in my hands, debating whether I wanted to crawl back to bed or not.

"We are leaving in like an hour, so you can wake up the other two if you want"

I looked up at him, with a satisfied smile.

I walked over to the cupboard to pull out another cup, filling it up with water. I then walked up the stairs and towards Wilburs room.

I opened the door, to see Wilbur sleeping on his bean bag, oh what a shame. I'm going to get his bean bag wet.

I walked over to him, until I was towering over his unconscious body, before pouring the water down his shirt.

"AHH! WHAT- WHAT THE HELL TECHNO!?"

He started to yell and curse at me, but instead of sitting there and listening to it I cut him off,
"We are leaving in an hour, get ready."

I walked off to Tommy's room, he is not going to be happy with me. Well to be honest neither was Wilbur but I'm guessing Tommy will be worse.

I opened his door, seeing he was asleep on the floor. What the-? I walked over to him and crouched beside him. I poked him once, no reaction. I poured the water over his body and shouted,
"SACRIFICE!!"

That was quite effective.

"WHAT THE- WHAT THE FUCK MAN?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

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