I see the beautiful house, modern yet so comfortable. I follow the family into the house and see the beautiful wooden tables, white couches, and large staircase. Everything is so pristine.
"Well, y/n do you want one of us to show you around?" Phil asks.
"Uh sure," I stumble out in awe of the house. I can see Phil is pleased with my reaction, and I am so excited. They don't like you. I shake away the voice for a minute when I hear Wil talk.
"I can show her around." Phil nods and everyone walks in different directions. I look up at Wil and he smiles at me, I stifle out a small laugh and he sets his arm on my head, "You are a great armrest," I laugh again and see Phil smile from the other room. I look up at the giant, brown haired boy and he starts showing me around. "So this is the living room, we watch movies a lot down here. That is the kitchen, we make food in there."
"Woah shocker didn't know you made food in the kitchen," I say over exaggerating the sarcasm, overcompensating the joke. He looks at me and laughs, I smile too. I feel happy for once. He walks over to the back door and opens it,
"This is our backyard, that is Techno's training space, he plays football so he works out a lot," I could tell by Techno's fit body that he is in good shape. I should work out too, maybe I will be skinny.
He shuts the door and we walk around, "Here is a bathroom, and our laundry room is here," He explains the bottom floor and then he takes me to the stairs, "Time for the fun rooms," He jogs up the stairs and I follow. "So here is Phil's room," he opens the door knowing Phil is in the kitchen and I see a very neat dark green and white bedroom. Very relaxing. "He has a bathroom connected to his room but you have one by your room. At least now you know it's there." I nod and he moves on, "Here is my room, the best room in the house." I laugh slightly and look at his cream-walled room, he has a guitar set up, lots of papers stacked, records on the walls, a clock with no numbers, and a big yellow bed.
"So you play guitar, are you good?" I ask and he laughs, "Sorry that was mean- I,"
"Hey it's fine, I like to think I am pretty good but you can be the judge of that," He walks into his room and I follow. He picks up his guitar and sits on a beanbag chair in the corner and pats for me to sit next to him. I accept the offer and sit down next to him as he starts singing a song.
"First and foremost, Oh, let it be said, my dear, I was gonna wait for you," His soft singing voice and beautiful guitar strums please my ears. He keeps singing and playing the guitar and then he wraps up the song. We sit in silence for a minute after he finished playing.
"What do you think?" Wil speaks up softly.
"I loved it! You are genuinely good!" I say very loudly and cheerfully.
"Well, I wrote that song, and I have written some others. I'm also in a band."
"Woah, that's awesome! Can I listen to more of your music?" I give puppy dog eyes and I see Wil laugh.
"Not right now, you can just be like Tommy and lay his head against the wall when I am practicing," We heard stomps away from Wilbur's door and I figure that was Tommy running away. "You are lucky your head is gonna be right past this wall," He knocks on the wall of the room next door and I laugh and smile. He laughs too, "Alright let's continue this tour," Wilbur says then stands up and offers his hand. I grip it and stand up as we exit the musician's room.
We walk out the door, "So this one is going to be your room but let's save that for last, here is the bathroom that the kids use most often because it is upstairs and it is right next to our rooms," I nod and he takes my attention the across the hall. "This is Tommy's room, right across from the bathroom, so let's see if he will let us in. Tommy!" Wil bangs on the door and I flinch, and he pounds on the door again.
"What do you want?" Tommy says then looking down and sees me, "Oh shit, sorry, did you want to see my room?"
"Yes please, Thomas," Wil says obviously trying to make Tommy upset by using his real name.
"You bitch," Tommy says and Wil stifles out a laugh, "Come on in." I enter Tommy's room which is red and white. He has a similar desk to Wilbur and the same black chair to go with it. I mean they are brothers. He has red bedsheets with white pillows and a white frame. I hop onto his bed and he sits next to me.
"So, I know Techno plays football, Wil plays guitar, what do you like to do?" I ask very intrigued.
"Well, I am on an esports team and we have won a few championships and stuff but I also run track."
"I'm still faster than you though," Wil adds on, picking on the kid again.
"YOU ARE NOT!" Tommy yells at Wilbur, I flinch, taken aback by the sudden yells, but try to appear calm.
"Okay well, I am gonna finish the tour, see you later Tommy," Wil comments ruffling Tommy's hair before leaving the room with me.
"Bye," Tommy says and I wave and he walks into the next room.
"Alright, this is Techno's room. Hey Tech? You in there?"
"Yeah, come in," He responds in his monotone voice.
"Hey, can y/n see your room?" Wil says upon arrival.
"Yeah sure," and with that, I am walking into his room. It is very plain but he has trophies and medals lining the walls, with pink pillows on his white bedsheets, he has a different desk set up than the others but he is the oldest so it makes sense. He has a sword hanging on his wall and a dresser with a pink candle on it.
"How are you doing y/n? Do you like the house?" Techno says.
"Yeah, it is the nicest house I have ever been to," Techno and Wil both look surprised at my answer, and then I jump onto Techno's bed, "So you play football, right?"
"Yeah, do you like sports?"
"I do like Softball but I haven't played since I was 5 and learning how to swing a bat. But I do get some practice in when some families are into baseball, or live near batting cages."
"Well our school has a Softball team, they are having tryouts in a week or so," Wil chimes in, "I only know because my friends Puffy has been stressing over making the team and practicing every day."
"Oh that's cool, I don't think I will make a team though. I haven't played on a team since I was 5 and the coaches tossed the balls to us," I laughed and they giggled too.
"Well how about I take you to meet Puffy and a few of her friends they could give you some tips and practice with you," Wil recommends.
"That would be awesome!" I say very excitedly and I see their faces light up with joy as well.
"Well then, I'll text her and try and help you guys set something up," Wil says, and then we say goodbye to Techno. "Last and not least, your bedroom," he says while he opens the doors, "We didn't want to decorate it for you and I think Phil is going to take everyone shopping tomorrow and you can get stuff for it."
My room was basic and grey, it had a grey desk with a computer and a big bed with grey sheets. It had a white beanbag chair in the corner and a fluffy rug. "Woah," was all I could say as I ran and jumped onto my bed.
"What do you think?" Wil says.
"I love it already!" Wil stifles out a laugh and with perfect timing, Phil calls us downstairs.
"Hey, guys dinner is ready!"
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