Paris // Wilbur+Fundy

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the pain im in rn-

lore hurts 👍

also Chat is here! i think canonically is a smol clay doll that he coded. It like... doesnt have hands? Btw im calling Chat "it". Chat is basically.. OOF I HAFTA DRAW IT I CANT EXPLAIN

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Fundy walked through the ruins of L'manburg. He didn't exactly know where he was going, but his feet lead him to a ruined house.

A small clay person popped out of a small glitchy pocket of air. Fundys ear twitched.

"Hello, Chat." He said softly.

Chat nodded furiously and pointed at a small corner of something under a plank of wood.

Fundy crouched down and carefully slipped the thing out from the plank. He dusted it off and it appeared to the back of a polaroid picture. Chat jumped up and down and twirled.

"Want me to turn it around?" Fundy smiled, convinced it was an old picture of Tubbo and Tommy.

Chats small footsteps made a little 'pitter patter' and a crunch on a leaf. Chat tried to hit Fundys leg hard, but the hybrid felt nothing. He chuckled and nudged his foot towards Chat.

Chat, being around 1'1, climbed up Fundys pant leg and into his jackets pocket. Then it pointed to the picture.

"Okay, okay. I'm telling you, it's gonna be Tommy and Tubbo or something." Fundy rolled his eyes.

The hybrid flipped the picture around and stared, shocked.

A man with fluffy brown hair and a red beanie held a small orange haired boy with fox ears and a fluffy tail. They were both smiling, and the small boys eyes shimmered. The background seemed to be a nighttime view of a city, little lights sprinkled in the horizon.

Fundy wiped the tears from his eyes and quietly put the picture in his pocket as Chat moved onto his shoulder.

"Have to burn that later.." He mumbled, but Chat seemed to gasp and hit his face with its weak little arms. It felt like mere tapping, but Fundy booped Chats head and it stopped. It folded its arms and glared.

Fundy looked away. "Fine. I won't burn it." He said, and Chat smiled, content.

Fundy left Chat at his house, and Chat stretched its small arms.

When Fundy came back, the picture was taped next to Fundys bed with messy handwriting that had to be Chats.

'Fundy and Wilbur in Paris!'

Fundy sat on the bed and touched the photo. He sighed and looked around, but Chat had glitched back. 

"I fucking hate you guys" He said with a smile on his face.

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filler Im sorry, idk why I just can't write stories qwq

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