Assumption's and Falsehoods

Chapter 10: coc and balls hahahahahhaahahahahah

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Tommy hadn't been at work in two days.

Phil had assumed he pissed Tommy off, Wilbur thought he was sick, but Technoblade knew he was avoiding questions. See, Boo had increased sightings but the crime rate in his district was up, it was strange but it lined up with the idea that he was looking for the "missing person". Techno had looked for who this missing person may be, but there were no new missing cases in his district. It was strange.

Boo also began willfully ignoring Techno when they ran into each other, opting to turn around and run a different way. Boo obviously knew Techno knew and was going out of his way to stay away from Technoblade.

He frowned as he made black coffee in a previously untouched coffee machine. He sat down at the table and ate in silence while his father and brother talked in the background. He hadn't noticed Tommy had his own chair until it was empty. Techno didn't know how to feel about that. He sighed, his reflection stared back at him unflinching. He was The Blade after all. He was supposed to be stoic and a calm presence in the case of an emergency. He wasn't supposed to feel conflicted thoughts about vigilante kids who wormed their way into his heart, he was The Blade.

He excused himself from the table to go review footage.

Wilbur was pretty smart. He could see the way Boo's stance slipped when he fought people, the way that he seemed like he fought to run and not to catch as he did prior to last night. He must've been sick or something, though he could patrol and save the city while running a fever. Wilbur had been there, shortly after he became a hero he worked his ass off.

He remembered training later than he should've, not taking much care of himself in the first place. He recalled the pounding headache he woke up with, the way his bones felt like they were lined with something heavy, the way his hair stuck to his forehead. He got up anyway, told himself it would be fine, and went to patrol anyway. No one noticed the first day, but the second, he passed out on the asphalt.

Wilbur also remembered the way Phil said 'mate' when Wilbur told him why he was patrolling with a high fever. He remembered Phil and Techno helping him get back on his feet, Phil's god-awful soup, Techno reassuring Wilbur how little he'd care if he died while clinging to him as he may disappear. He remembered falling asleep with his family and waking up better the next day.

Wilbur hoped Tommy had people to fall back on, no matter how much he doubted that he did.

Phil was almost sure he fucked up. He didn't think much of one day but three? That was... bad. Phil didn't have it in him to fire Tommy, they could live without an intern for a couple of days. Phil just hoped Tommy would at least call, just to call in sick or something so Phil had the chance to apologize. His heart skipped a beat when his phone rang.

"Hello? Tommy?"

"No Phil" Puffy laughed lightly "This is Puffy. ALthough someone is coming up to talk to you about Tommy.".

Phil frowned.

"Alright then. Thank you."

Phil greeted the person at the door, a kid similar to Puffy, with horns and ears of his own. He had brown hair that just about covered his eyes and he wore a dirty gray shirt and shorts. He was very short, and couldn't have been taller than 5'6.