Vigilantes are Wronguns, but this one's okay

Apis

AN- IMPORTANT NOTES TO READ BEFORE WE GET INTO THIS!!!!
I cannot state enough that this fic is written about their CHARACTERS and not the people themselves.
This is NOT a ship fic. Beeduo is STRICTLY platonic throughout this series, and they are married solely for tax benefits, as will be stated throughout the fic. If I see any shipping comments about any of the minors or anything that breaks someone's boundaries, your comment will be deleted.
I'm super excited about this fic, and last thing I want to do is cross boundaries of any cc's. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.
But if worse comes to worse, I will delete or rewrite this entire fic if I have crossed a boundary. Please let me know if I did.

Anyway, now that that is done, I really hope you enjoy this, because I've been having a lot of fun writing it. I have some really heavy stuff planned later on, but there will always be trigger warnings in the beginning notes.
Happy reading!!!

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"Fucking checkmate you little shit!" Wilbur cheered as he celebrated his victory.

Tommy huffed, picking up a pawn and tossing it at Wilbur's face, the man barely dodged it in time, sending a glare Tommy's way.

Then he lunged forward, tackling Tommy off the couch and scattering the entire chessboard and it's pieces to the floor.

"Wilbur!" Tommy screeched, his legs kicking desperately, attempting to dislodge Wilbur in any way he could, "let me go you clingy bastard!"

"I'm not fucking clingy!" Wilbur shouted back as the two rolled across the floor, attempting to pin the other to the ground.

Tommy attempted to punch the older man, but Wilbur simply phased through it, sending Tommy a shit eating grin before becoming solid again and wrestling Tommy to the floor.

Two hands grabbed the back of Tommy and Wilbur's shirts, effectively separating them, though it was embarrassing to be handled like a puppy or a kitten.

It was Techno, wearing a slightly frustrated expression as he separated the childish fighting between the two. "I am trying to read. Can you both be quiet for five minutes, at the least?"

"Tommy started it!" Wilbur said, pointing an accusatory finger at Tommy.

The boy startled, "what the fuck? I did not!"

They started to bicker once more, it always seemed as if they were doing that.

Techno sighed heavily, dropping the two and causing them to fall to their asses on the floor. "Tommy." The bickering stopped immediately, "Phil wants you."

"For what?" Tommy asked, pushing himself up but casually shoving Wilbur aside as he did so. He wasn't able to hide the little smile that formed as Wilbur squawked, falling to the floor once more.

Techno shrugged his shoulders and walked off, "I dunno, but he's in his office."

Tommy frowned, it wasn't as if he wasn't called to his fathers office before, quite the opposite in fact. But normally it was because he was in trouble for something. Whether it be slacking off on his chores, or doing shit at hero training, or even Wilbur and him fighting too much.

"Fuck." Tommy suddenly sighed, he looked at Wilbur seriously, his voice small, "do you think I failed my final test in heroes training?"

Wilbur gave Tommy a gentle smile and stood up himself, placing a hand on Tommy's shoulder comfortingly, "nah, you studied day and night for that thing, and we all watched your final fight test personally. There's no way you failed."

Tommy smiled. Well, he tried at least, it was probably strained and nervous. "Thanks Wil."

The comforting hand suddenly shoved Tommy forward, "yeah yeah, shut up and get in there." Wilbur said, a teasing smile on his face.