Behind the Curtain | Wilbur x Reader (Platonic)

Act 1, Scene 4

"I am not throwing away my shot." My Shot, Hamilton

Today was finally the day. MCC. You weren't sure if you should feel excited or not as you watched more viewers come into her stream, waiting patiently for MCC to start. You listened in to the random conversation that was happening between the 3 children you were paired up with.

Wilbur had quickly popped in earlier, wishing you good luck, which made Tommy start teasing him over something you didn't understand before Wilbur left, seemingly annoyed with Tommy. You felt an itch in your nose and couldn't help yourself but sneeze. It wasn't a big one, it was more of a small sneeze, releasing some air without a sound from your voice, and the soundwaves from the moving air hit your microphone.

You didn't realize it at first, but the usually chatty children were quiet and you were quick to type,

Are you all muted or am I deafened?

"U/n.. U/n you aren't muted at all." Ranboo's voice answered you and you panicked, quickly switching to the discord tab to mute yourself. You didn't take any chances and unplugged your mic set up as well. You must have forgotten about muting yourself again after talking to some old friends last night.

Before they could make any comment on your sneeze, MCC started and players rushed to begin.

Finding yourself in a (color)... tube? like structure with your team (you didn't really understand how MCC worked other than the fact that you just had to compete in games with teams) there were different games to pick. Throwing an egg where Tubbo directed you to throw it, you waited for something to happen, watching Wilbur's character crouch up and down, punching at another character in another tube who did the same.

Amused and confused, you were sent to your first game with your team.

Big Sales at Build Mart, well, you were good with memory and building as seen from your many calm building streams.

Hole in the Wall was a challenge, but you enjoyed it, being one of the 3 people remaining before you were knocked down.

Parkour Warrior was fun. You managed to pass everyone else, using your individual practice and talent that you held back until now. The children were cheering you on as you continued moving, Tommy being the loudest. You had to turn down his volume a bit more.

Honestly, you were having so much fun that you didn't notice how high you placed, and that your team was in the lead. Tubbo seemed to notice this because every now and then he asked if you were having fun, bringing a smile to your face as you texted back, yes, I'm having fun. Thanks, Tubbo.

Sands of Time was the most interesting game for you, as you ran off on your own, constantly giving your chat a heart attack as you collected the most out of your group. Basically, you were carrying, but you didn't know, you were just having fun. Besides, why would you have noticed that you were leading when you were often not the lead role and hidden away.

Finally, the final game, Dodgebolt. It was (MCC Team Name) vs (Another MCC Name) (A/n: I can't think right now).

You recognized Grian in the other team because you builded with him once or twice to design some things he wanted to add to Hermitcraft and needed some help. You weren't on Hermitcraft, but you did offer your building assistance every once and a while.

You didn't hesitate to shoot as soon as you got an arrow, quickly shooting at Grian just cause... he pranked you and you haven't gotten back at him for that so you decided this would be your revenge.

Tommy managed to get another person before being eliminated himself. Tubbo got another, leaving one left, but he sacrificed himself for Ranboo, then Ranboo sacrificed himself for you.

It was a 1v1 now. The cheers of your teammates were slightly distracting and since you had the arrow you paused to type in chat.

Shh

Your teammates went quiet knowing you needed to focus, but in-game chat went quiet too, unsure whether to type back or not. Your inner actor activated within you and you finished with one last sentence.

Please silence all cell phones and other electronic devices. All photography and video recording is strictly prohibited. And please,

Leave all clapping and cheering at the end of the show, there will be no encores.

Your finger left your mouse and the arrow released, making its way to your target.

In less than a second, (MCC Team Name) had won.