Wilbur's POV
(TW: No trigger warnings, just some wholesome stuff before more angst. But I guess I will include Swear words as TWs)
*knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock* *knock*
"HEY! WAKE UP! Its morning." Techno's voice boomed through the room and waking me up in pain from sleeping the whole night on the floor of the room I woke up in yesterday. I tried to massage myself a little to feel better but I'm not an expert at it and it ended up hurting myself a little more.
I stood up stretching myself to feel a little better and began walking towards the door when it opened rather harshly with Techno appearing on the other end saying, "WILBUR- oh hey you're awake. I totally wasnt about to stab you with this knife I've got if you are still asleep hahaha..."
I didnt say anything other than giving him a concerned face and smiling nervously. "Okay, just come through. We're having mashed potatoes for breakfast."
"Wait didnt we had mashed potatoes for lunch and dinner yesterday?" I asked
"Yea but we dont really have much food so why not. Be grateful Wilbur." Techno responded closing the door as I walk through. I walked to the table where Tommy is sitting on the other end playing with his gun again when I accidentally caught his attention as he looked up seeing me.
"Good morning Wilbur! Glad you open your eyes to a brand new day!" Tommy said smiling like it was nothing
"Oh, thanks?" I nervously smiled
"Hahah, I'm just messing with you-" Tommy said as he put the gun down which led to it accidentally shooting the gun straight to the wall. "Oh shit- sorry I always forgot to put it on safety mode." He apologized as he then put the gun down pointing directly at me. "Eheh...um could you not point the gun at me? It's concerning." I wasnt scared or anything but judging by what just happened, I felt a tad bit concerned of the gun pointing directly at me
"What? Whats wrong with it?" Tommy asked like it was nothing, picking up the gun and point it directly at me
I raised my hands up to my face in defense position and said, "Whoa there- please stop pointing at me."
"Hahaha, beg." Tommy deepens his voice in the end as he then point the gun towards my head
"Stop pointing at me. Stop pointing at me!" I shouted
"Hahaha, beg more bitch!" Tommy chuckled when the door opened revealing Phil with a pot walking through. He looked at the situation and shook his head smiling, saying, "Tommy what did we say about threats."
"Oh but come on, I'm just joking around." Tommy whined
Phil then gives Tommy an eye which Tommy then sighs and lowered down his gun saying, "Okay...sorry Wilbur..."
"Its ok. You were just having fun making me scared." I reassured
Philza smirked and put the pot down on the table saying, "Breakfast served!"
"Let me guess, mashed potatoes." Tommy said disgusted
"Look, we dont have any more food alright? So lets just be grateful." Philza said
"I- I could cook if you want?" I said anxiously
"Wait you could cook?" Tommy asked
"I mean I need to learn things to survive do I?" I said
"Dont your parents cook?" Philza asked
"Nah man, they'll just just argue and argue and agrue so thats why I spent most of my time in my room. They would be thinking that I am still in my room or something right now." I said
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