𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎

𝟼. 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜?

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Trigger/Content Warnings

Talk of murder

Wounds/cuts

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𝟼. 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜?

''That's because you don't appreciate the art of it!'' Wilbur scoffed jokingly as Tommy rolled his eyes in the same way. Wilbur had been trying to show Tommy the fun of going to a museum. Techno had begged his father to take him there and Phil only wanted to go if Wilbur and Tommy came along, since he didn't trust them -well, maybe just Tommy, Wilbur was fine- home alone.

''It's just squares!'' Tommy exclaimed looking at the original Mondrian piec. Techno was about ten meters away from them, refusing to be recognized as one of them while Phil was trying to keep them all together.

''Yeah but it is art!'' Wilbur tried for the seventh time that day, Tommy looked at him shaking his head.

''I can do that, Am I an artist?'' Tommy asked with curiosity in his voice. Wilbur thought about it for a second before responding.

''Of course, king'' Wilbur said as he pushed the shorter male to the next artwork.

''But this is just a dot?!'' Wilbur rolled his eyes at the fourteen year old.

''It's actually called 'On The Dot' By Miro, fucking philistine...'' Both of the boys looked to their lefts where Techno was standing, no warning just scaring the life out of the boys.

''What the fuck? Where did you even come from?!'' Wilbur asked. Wilbur was confused about Techno's sudden appearance while Tommy had other questions up in his head.

''What the fuck is a philistines?'' Tommy asked, tilting his head a bit.

''It means you're a dumb child that doesn't understand art'' Wilbur said, causing techno to chuckle and Tommy to scoff.

''Boys, are we done yet? I've just looked at like, the twelfth 'just square' painting and I am going through it.'' Phil said as he walked up to the boys.

''Philistine'' Wilbur and Techno both said before following Phil to the exit, indeed passing a good amount of the 'just squares' paintings. Tommy quickly caught up to them, still in confusion about the situation.

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''You can't just sell your organs?!'' Phil said with shock in his voice, after Wilbur offered his organs for Techno's properties.

''Why not? I only need one!'' Wilbur scoffed, leaning back in his chair crossing his arms in fake annoyance.

''Because this is monopoly! It is a board game Wilbur!'' Phil said throwing hands up at the situation while Techno was still trying to decide whether he would take the boy's organs for a place on the board.

''Wait, so we're not selling organs?'' Tommy, who had been zoned out most of the game, said. Thinking about whatever fourteen year old boys think about.

''NO! You know what I think we're done with this game. Let's just play something else'' Phil sighed resting his head in his hands as Tommy protested.

''But I am winning! We can't stop now!'' Tommy said, blocking his brothers from picking up the pieces.

''Tommy you're in severe debt, you're definitely not winning'' Techno said, pushing away the boy's arms to grab the small houses.

''Mmmm Tommy you're in severe debt, you're definitely not winning'' Tommy mocked while crossing his arms.