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Wilbur scrunches his nose and emits a sound of exasperation.

"You're stupid Tommy."

Tommy cackles with great ease ignoring the fact that Wilbur is grumbling over another one of his ideas.

"Remember where thatlast got you? With this so called "Ghostbur" getting revived and all. I mean, I'm not complaining, but that plan didn't go so well did it?" Wilbur demanded.

"Well, it had a few... flaws let's say, but this time it's different. It's a whole different situation."

"Oh yeah sure. Keep saying that. I'll do it but I'm not saying you're not insane." Wilbur groaned.

"I'm insane!" Tubbo butted in.

"Tubbo!" Tommy exclaimed.

"I'm leaving." Wilbur said, running his hands through his already muffled hair.

But he didn't. He stayed in the call listening to the excited chattering of tommy and tubbo.

He continued to wander around the world.

he stopped.

Friend.

The floofy blue sheep was tethered on a fence post near a simple house, he eyed it with distaste and curiosity.

Either friend was getting sheepsat or this was u/n's part of the server.

"Wilbur, I know you're still in the call. Why're you so quiet all of a sudden."

Wilbur muttered a soft,

"Home home." In meager explanation for what he saw.

A small tab popped up on the top of Wilbur's screen.

Karl Jacobs had joined the call.

"Guys, I'm seriously running out of manga. I sweep through them all in a day."

"Get new manga then!" You exclaimed.

He forgotten that you had joined the call just moments earlier.

No he hadn't.

He set foot on the forbidden ground of your house.

"Hey! That's my house!" You shrieked with great humor, considering the fact that he was trespassing on your property.

"It's a bit different than I imagined, I was expecting more potted plants and pink."

You protested,

"Not all girls are into pink! And there is one plant in a pot."

"In front of the doorway! That's kind of rude isn't it?"

You sighed,

"Yes, that's the point."

"To keep people away?" Wilbur asked, laughing. He knew the feeling.

"Of course!"

The last thing he wanted to do was to keep people away, but there were no people. He was alone, and he couldn't change the fact.

Wilbur had tried hard to imagine what you might look like, but he could never seem to conjure up the right image. Something was always wrong.

"Actually,"

You interrupt his thoughts just at they got bitter.

"I put that there to keep you out."

"I'm that special aren't I?"

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