Where did you all Go?

6. Wilbur.

Wilbur. 

Wilbur's POV (finally, yayyy, ALSO, I don't really watch Wilbur, Niki, Schlatt, or really any of the mentioned streamers as Wilbur friends so bear with me, and sorry if they aren't really like this)

CW : Drugs, smoking, alcohol, the 'wrong' crowd 

[FYI, starting at Phil's announcement to adopt a daughter]

 I started to zone back in and realized we were at breakfast. Dad was in the middle of saying something when I zoned back it. I quickly shook off my feeling of confusion and listened in. "...been thinking about something recently, and I really want to do it, but I don't know if you'd guys be fully on board with it." Dad said, his voice starting to fade in. ."You do whatever you want dadzaaaa- phil, phil, philza, I said Philza" Tommy said quickly. "aHheEm, You can do whatever you want Phil, I'm fully on board, you know what's best" "Never not right, never not right, big man Phil knows whatever!" Tubbo chimed in, Tommy laughed and I started to smile. God I love my family, it's just the little things they do that can make you smile. Typical Tommy and Tubbo.

 "Ayeeeee Tubbo my friend!!" Tommy high fived him. I thought of what dad had said for a second, but nothing came to mind. I didn't even know what he was talking about so I just went along with it. "Well I don't mind, whatever it is dad, I'd be on board any day." I said. "Yeah sure, I don't care," Techno said, putting his bowl in the sink. Techno was finished with his food already, he never fails to impress me, despite being my twin. "Okay, thank you guys, I'll show you what it is after school." Phil concluded and we all cleaned up, grabbed our backpacks and headed into the car.

"I call shotgun!" Techno quickly announced before anyone could say anything. "You sneaky bastard!" I shot at him. Techno only laughed and got into the SUV and I sat behind him. I looked outside my window and started to have a feeling of dread. I was not in any way ready for school, Techno sensed my dread and asked me if I was okay, I shrugged him off and just sighed. Dad drove us to our high school first as usual and we waved him, Tommy, and Tubbo a bye, only dad waved back, Tommy and Tubbo were too busy horsing around. Techno and I started towards the school and hung back a bit. 

Soon the bell rang and Techno and I went to our classes, luckily we had four periods that we shared so I was comfortable in those classes. The lesson was fairly easy and so the period passed by quickly. Next was english, we had some free time to work on our assignments. While typing my essay, I got stuck on a sentence. It was so annoying, I just couldn't find the perfect phrase, I had the sentence, but I couldn't put it out the way I had envisioned it. I hadn't typed anything for ten minutes and the teacher noticed and scolded me so I had to use the imperfect sentence. This left me feeling awful and grouchy. I hate this essay with a burning passion and I don't want to finish it. Dumbass sentence, just couldn't get the damn phrasing. 

Throughout the period, I grew more and more aggravated due to the sentence and when the bell rang, I angrily stormed out of the classroom before the teacher could call me. Techno and I parted ways since we didn't share this period, but instead of heading to my next class, I headed towards the bathroom. I pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. I stayed there for a few minutes just chilling. Suddenly someone came into the room and I quickly got up from my spot and hid but one, I was too big, two, they were too fast. There were two people, a shorter one and a taller one. The smaller one wore an LAFD beanie, a black Hawaiian shirt, jeans, and had black hair. The taller one had a headband, oversized sweater, jeans, and had a mustache. "It smells like someone's smoked in here, hell it smells like cigarette smoke." The taller one said, the other nodded and scanned the bathroom. 

They eventually spotted me in a very awkward position. "What the hell is that pose?" The taller one laughed. I quickly regained my posture and cleared my throat. "So you were smoking?" The smaller one asked. "You gonna snitch?" I asked back. "Nahh, hand us a cig," he said. I pulled out the box and handed them each a cigarette and gave them the lighter. "Thanks," the bigger one said. I nodded and lit another cigarette and we all sat down. After a while, I asked them for their names. "Just call me Schlatt and him Quackity." the taller one said. I nodded and started to get up. "Well I"ll see you around." I told them, stepping on my cigarette, throwing it in the trash can, and leaving.