☁︎︎❥𝗖𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲, 𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘁|⌫ - 𝘗𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘜

Landon! Where is my cat?

Wilbur POV:

"So— I met her." Wilbur told Tommy.

"Astrid?"

"Yep."

There was silence from Tommy's end of the call for a bit. "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU MEET HER? SHE- YOU PLANNED THAT ALREADY?"

"We didn't plan it— did you even read my tweet or did you just like it and turn your phone off?" Wilbur laughed.

"Oh shut up it was like 6 am bitch."

"My god." Wilbur ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay I read it again SHE WAS ASLEEP ON THE SIDEWALK?" Tommy laughed.

"Yeah."

"That— why does that sound so accurate. Minecraft streamer asleep on sidewalk."

"Damn now we gotta start sleeping on sidewalks." Wilbur laughed.

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Allister POV:

Allister smeared peanut butter on her piece of bread and pushed the two pieces together, forming the lunch of champions, a peanut butter and jam sandwich. Her cat rubbed itself against her legs, purring and demanding attention.

"Aww, yes sweetie I know you want pets I know but I have to eat first." She cooed to the small animal.

As if hearing the baby talk Landon swung down the stairs, with all his like 6'3 ness, and grabbed her cat.

"Hey! Landon give me my fucking cat!"

"No can do this is mine." Landon laughed before running back up the stairs.

"Bitch!" Allister exclaimed, abandoning her sandwich for the cat thief. "YOU DON'T EVEN PAY FOR HER FOOD I PAY FOR IT!"

"NOT MY PROBLEM!" He called back.

Allister threw open his door, seeing his clean room. He wasn't there. Angrily, she searched the other brother's room, he'd moved to France with his wife about 3 years ago or so, seeing he wasn't there either. The girl stormed down her parents' hallway, their offices empty, drawers open. Dust was collecting on their desks and a faint smell of alcohol floated around the end of the corridor where the bathroom and bedroom were.

"Landon! Where the fuck is my cat!?" Allister yelled, trying to leave the empty and forlorn looking hallway as fast as possible.

"Try mom's art room!" He shouted, laughter still evident on his voice.

Allister ran to the end of the hall, passing her own bedroom, the door slightly ajar. She practically broke down the door in her haste and flew to where Landon sat petting her precious baby.

"Awww baby, are you okay? How's my little Cadbury Cream Egg?" Allister hoisted her cat up into her elbow.

"Why the fuck do you call her that? CaDbUrY cReAm EgG" Landon mocked her impeccable nicknaming taste.

"I don't know, why do you call her fucking OLD LADY NAMES!" Allister wheezed.

"Pauline and Deborah are great names, fuck you."

Allister stared at him blankly. He stared back. They went for about 12 seconds before Landon broke and started laughing, Allister wheezing seconds later.

"Her name is literally Mousse mine makes more sense than fucking Deborah!"

"No"

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Allister POV:

Allister walked across the street and opened Florence's door before flopping down on the couch.

Her head hit Florence and she smiled at her. Florence frowned back.