MCYT Oneshot Book - Volume 2

how the ever loving fu-

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a/n: i've started to write the basic outline that i want my oneshots to follow in a book i was given for my birthday so that i can work on fanfics more often. (this has literally no relevance to the actual fanfic i'm just proud of myself for being more organised and productive.)

"how in the ever loving fuck did you manage to get lost in the shipping centre for 3 hours?!" phil half yelled as they drove home from the shops, tommy and wilbur were laughing their heads off while techno simply sighed.

despite getting yelled at, scott still had a shit eating grin on his face. his grin only widened as he gave the man an unwanted response.

"i don't know, how did you fail to find me for 3 hours?" he asked casually, his words earned more laughter from tommy and wil and even caused techno to chuckle.

phil's wings twitched, "how the fuck was i supposed to know you'd be hiding on a god damn tree inside the shopping centre?!" he questioned loudly causing scott to chuckle nervously.

the scottish man's head wings flicked a couple of times which they'd recently discovered that the action was one of scott's stims/tics. he quickly bounced back to his cocky state.

"i thought it would be obvious, i guess age comes with stupidity." scott stated with a shrug, his tone held a large amount of sass. his wings flared up slightly.

"you little shit." phil said, "how am i little? have you seen your own height?" scott quipped. all three siblings burst out laughing while phil sent scott a death glare which was promptly ignored by the taller male.

"how did you even get away with being up there?" wilbur asked, scott shrugged, "they kinda gave up after an hour." he responded casually, tommy laughed while wilbur just shook his head knowingly.

"you are so grounded when we get home." phil told scott, this earned an annoyed groan from the younger male but he didn't complain besides that.

"fine, but i'm getting chocolate milk first." scott stated, phil shook his head fondly knowing that he wouldn't be able to stop him from getting himself a glass of the chocolate milk they kept in the fridge.

"dadza! i want choccy milk as well!" tommy whined from the back, scott sent the blonde a death glare and flared his wings, "my choccy milk!" he shouted at tommy.

they both quickly fell into a shouting match over who would and wouldn't be getting the chocolate milk, wilbur sat recording the whole thing with a far too amused look on his face while phil and techno both stayed silent while regretting their life choices.

in the end neither of them got any chocolate milk and scott was forced to stay in his room until dinner.

well this was certainly fun to write, hope y'all enjoyed it. have a good day/night and i'll see you all in the next chapter!