Don't Know How to Feel.

11. Real

Wilbur woke up to the sound of people talking, slowly sitting up he saw that Quackity was already out of bed.

Wilbur dragged his feet across the carpet to the door, peeking at who was outside where he saw Tommy and Quackity chatting at the kitchen table.

"Tommy?" Wilbur yawned as he stepped into the kitchen.

"Oh," Tommy turned to see Wilbur walking out of Quackity's room, "Hey Wil."

Wilbur gave a small smile as he joined them at the table, "What were we talking about?"

Quackity glanced at Wilbur before looking back at Tommy, "The camping trip they went on."

Tommy turned to Wilbur with a big smile, "If you want I could restart from the beginning. It's really hilarious."

"Maybe not the whole story," Wilbur groaned due to still being half asleep.

Quackity chuckled as Tommy sat up in his seat, his smile growing.

"So, it was like really dark out right," Tommy began, almost getting lost in his own world like he always does when he gets carried away by his own stories.

Wilbur glanced over to Quackity, smiling at Tommy's enthusiasm. Quackity just smiled back with an almost identical smile and turned back to Tommy.

"So we told Ranboo, oh ya know we're going to just take a little late-night swim. Ranboo sat at the dark campsite and me and Tubbo of course didn't go to the lake."

Wilbur, who had his arms crossed on the table and his head resting on them, perked his head up and sat up straight, "Then what did you do?"

Tommy snickered with a mischievous look, "We carried out our plan."

Quackity chuckled, Wilbur guessed he had already heard this story.

"First I made some animalistic noises, a true beast. Which made Ranboo fucking paranoid so he kept looking around. Then Tubbo jumped in front of him when he turned his way and I jumped behind him."

Tommy burst out laughing at the thought of it and Wilbur couldn't help but snicker while trying to imagine all this happening.

"We scared the shit out of him Wil!"

Wilbur let out another laugh, "Ranboo's probably going to never go camping with you two again."

Tommy just smirked, "You see Wilbur."

Quackity and Wilbur let out laughs as Tommy talked about the camping trip he had already planned.

"Surely Ranboo knows your intentions," Wilbur shook his head.

"Even if he knows it's coming he'll still be surprised when it hits him."

"You're going to have to think of a really good plan this time," Quackity said, placing his hands on the table.

"I will Big Q," Tommy nodded with his head up high, noticing the clock on the wall.

"Shit man, look at the time," Tommy sighed, "Well, I've gotta go now."

Wilbur thought about following him out, not wanting to seem like he had a big crush on Quackity. If Quackity would ever even come to that conclusion and if Wilbur even did-which he didn't. Or maybe Wilbur was starting to find it restraining when he was alone with Quackity. 

Restraining on what? Hell, Wilbur doesn't even know.

Wilbur mentally sighed as his body couldn't seem to follow the other out of the room, he was too tired or maybe that was an excuse.