Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

Shut up (Techno and Phil+Wilbur+Tommy)

A/n The request for this chapter was 'Maybe could you do Techno with ADHD? As he has ADHD irl. Maybe he gets overwhelmed in a VC with some of his friends due to all of the laughing and loud talking?' 

I don't have ADHD so I am going to make him autistic as well, because I know I can write that authentically; the ADHD traits will still be there, but there will also be autistic traits.

Techno's POV:

It was late. And I mean late even for me. But yet, here Phil, Will, Tommy and I were: sat in a discord call, joking and chatting. It was nice. I hadn't always enjoyed socialising growing up. But meeting all my online friends just made me realise I was socialising with the wrong people.

Phil was talking us through his next hardcore build, which honestly sounds really cool. But of course, at the mention of Project Flowerfall alongside it, Tommy and Wilbur start screaming. They were joking of course; Phil had already explained that to me when Wilbur had tried tricking me into thinking they were actually mad. Phil saved me again. He tended to have to do that a lot. I was learning to accept it as a friend being kind, and not me burdening him. Once again, at Phil's request.

During their argument, I was lucky enough to zone out. Lucky because I missed the shouting, unlucky because I stopped zoning out due to Tommy asking me a question. A question I hadn't heard.

"Say it again Tommy?"

"Opinions- ha no Wilbur stop it! Opinions on the c-c- hahaha!" Tommy's sentences were placed between bouts of laughter and many interruptions from Wilbur. I could hear what he was saying, but I couldn't interpret it. I couldn't understand it.

"Tommy, you need to speaker clearer. I can't understand a word you're saying."

"Wilbur stop it. The coral's great. Of course the coral's great. It's you that sucks. You suck balls. That's what you suck..." Ignored, again. Great. And this time, Phil was laughing along with Tommy, while Wilbur protested. More shouting, more screaming, more laughing. I put my headphones down on my desk and I could still hear them louder than I should have been able to. My head was killing me, and I was fed up of waiting for Tommy to talk back. I didn't have the patience needed for that kid, tonight.

Normally, he was fine. Normally, at this time in the morning (for them), he wouldn't be in stream or video mode. He would chill. But I sure am not the right person to be talking about normal. ADHD and autism diagnoses mean I could never be normal even if I tried, which I don't, at the moment. And then, whilst stuck in my head thinking, I suddenly remembered where I had left the book for my sister earlier. "I'll be back in a minute." I didn't put the headphones on to hear their responses, neither did I mute my mic.

Floof was chilling at the bottom of the stairs, and ran away from me as I came down. "Guess I'm not good enough for anyone." It was a joke, but it wasn't a joke. Rejection was bad. Very bad. Still, I found the stupid book, got another glass of water and headed back up to my streaming room. I could hear their voices through my headphones as I approached my door. And sighed as I closed my door on the way back in.

Sitting back down, I remembered how much I hated the tag in the t-shirt I was wearing. And how bright my monitors are all the time. I was starting to have a sensory overload, but it would be fine. I would be fine. We'd probably only be up and talking for a bit longer before Will got too tired and made sure Tommy went to sleep too. Oh, sleep sounded so good right about then.

"Sorry, I'm back. Needed a drink."

"Oh, hey Techno. Tommy and Will have gone to get some bananas or something. I don't really know."

"Heh? How did you get from Flowerfall to bananas?"

"2 chaotic, and child-like people. That's how."