-------↓Covering my ears like a kid.↓-----

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im alive

-------↓Chp.12↓-----

Context: child!Fundy goes to sleep listing to Wilbur and Sally screaming like always. But this time is about him, he can't sleep.

Fundy was supposed to be asleep right now, he knew it. is 12:08 in the morning and like his dad says -"You need to sleep before 10:00 PM so then you can have a lot of energy on the next day and play a lot!", and he, of course, wanted to play a lot.
But, mum and dad were being loud. Too loud. Mum and dad usually scream at each other at night, that's normal, but this time his mum sounds way angrier. It scares him a little bit.

-"Wilbur. LISTEN TO ME. THAT CHILD IS FUCKING PROBLEMATIC, DON'T YOU SEE THAT?!"

-"FUNDY IS NOT PROBLEMATIC SALLY. HE'S A CHILD!"

-"HE? REALLY? HE?! FAITH IS A GIRL. STOP CALLING HER A HE."

auch. that hurts.
Everything was quiet for a few minutes.

-"You- No, really Sally? What the fuck."

Fundy wants to run away.

-"'What The Fuck what Wilbur. Go ahead. Tell me."

-"How- How can-"

-"Stop stuttering and fucking tell me."

More silence.
Fundy heard a small crack coming from his door, scaring him. he (tried) pretended he was asleep.
-"I know you awake." Milo.

He lifted his head, before whispering, -"M-Milo?"
His brother entered the room quietly, closing the door behind them.

-"Hey bud. How are you?"
Bad, horrible, dystrophic, sad.

-"Good."
Lies, lies, lies lies lies lieslielieslieslieliesliesli-

-"You very bad at lying y'know?"

Milo stared at him for a few seconds before just sitting on his bed. His brother gave him a warm smile.

-"You kno-"

-"WHAT THE FUCK WILBUR?! YOU- YOU CAN'T DO THAT."
The scream scared the boys, who just stared at the door. 
Fundy did not like where this was going.

He sat on the bed. Scared.
His mind was racing, millions of throughs going on his mind.
"What's happing?" "What does mum means?" "What dad cant do?"

His brother hugged him, waking him up from his throughs.

-"Is okay." Fundy is shaking.

-"We going to be okay." Fundy is crying.

-"Is going to be alright." Fundy hugs him back.

He can hear more screams, but they are all muffled. Is Milo covering his ears?

The screams become louder and louder, the louder it gets more pressure he feels in his ears.

When fundy wakes up the next day, he only finds Wilbur sleeping at the kitchen table with some alcoholic drink by his side.

Fundy can't find Milo.

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All Fundy can hear is TNT blowing up, people screaming, crying, dying.

Fundy is shaking. But Fundy isn't crying, Fundy won't cry. Fundy isn't weak.
Fundy runs. He runs until his legs hurt until he doesn't have the strange to run anymore.

Fundy is a coward. Running away from his problems,
After all, maybe he is, maybe he is weak, a coward, a deception, a mistake.

Maybe if Sally didn't leave Wilbur would be happy, Milo would have stayed.
Fundy misses Milo.
Mil is probably happier now. 

He still can hear the TNT and the withers. He sits by a random tree he found.
Then, he covers his ears.
Like a little shit.
Like a coward.
Like a bitch.
Like a child.
Like a kid.

Fundy is not a fucking child. He's not a fucking kid anymore.

He can feel the tears. When did he started crying?
This only proves how weak he is.

Fundy wants to scream, from the top of his lungs, 'til his voice dies.
Fundy wants to punch someone. If Fundy sees someone he's going to punch them.
Fundy wants to kill someone.

Fuck Wilbur, Fuck Sally, Fuck Philza, Fuck Tommy, Tubbo, Technoblade. He Hates all of them.

-------↑Chp.12↑-----

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