𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝙰𝚜𝚜 𝙻𝚊𝚋 | 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜𝙳𝚞𝚘/𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚞𝚛 & 𝚃𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚗𝚘 𝙰𝚄

𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗

TW// cussing, talk of murder, weapons (guns, daggers, etc.), bullets/ammo, talk of being kidnapped?
I think that's all?

Kill me this chapter is actually so fucking long (literally 3,000+ words)

Techno's POV
Two weeks later

Ever since Wilbur saw Schlatt's picture two weeks ago, he has been on a mission to find the ram man. Of course, though, he's doing this in secret. Only I know. He fears that Phil or one of the other heroes here will stop him.

Wilbur doesn't want to be stopped.

Wilbur wants revenge.

And I know he's going to show no mercy towards Schlatt.

Heroes don't kill, they arrest. If they find Schlatt, they'll arrest him, and Wilbur will never get his deserved revenge. That's why Wilbur stole a laptop from the heroes, and is using said laptop to do research, hack into systems, and find every bit of information on Schlatt that he can.

I'm not big on killing, but I'll do everything in my power to help Wilbur with this. I know how Schaltt destroyed Wilbur's life, his sanity, and his mind in general, and I know Wilbur needs me to help him do this. So I'm keeping my mouth shut. Heroes are stupid, they haven't even noticed they're missing a laptop.

Wilbur, Fundy, and myself were all given rooms. I still live at my home, but I spend most of my time here now. So they gave me a room for the nights where they think I'm just too tired to go home, when really, I'm staying over to help Wilbur to research hours into the night.

Who needs sleep when you're helping seek revenge for your best friend, your boss?

I was sitting at my house, eating one of those crappy microwave meals, when my phone began to ring. It was Wilbur. I picked up the phone, answering it, and holding it between my ear and my shoulder so I could continue to eat. Why I didn't just put it on speaker and sit it down, I have no clue.

"Sup, Wilbur?" I greeted. "Come over here! I've found something on him that you need to see!" Wilbur whisper-yelled through the phone. "Oh, shoot- yeah, I'll be there in fifteen." I gasped, nearly choking on the bite of food in my mouth.

"Are you eating?" Wilbur asked. "I was, but I'm coming over now." I said. "Oh, no, finish your food first!" He said. "Too late, it's already in the trash. Tasted like ass, anyways." I said. "See you in fifteen."

I then hung up before Wilbur could say anything else. Any lead he had on this case got me excited, and I couldn't wait to see what it was. I threw my long, silky, pink hair onto a loose bun, threw on a coat and my shoes, and left my house, jogging down the street.

I caught a transit bus to go faster through town. I usually hate public transportation. Crowded busses that smell of sweat and BO with people pressed against each other, sometimes when it's not even needed. Make me anxious, but it was a short ride.

I hoped off the bus, crossing the street, and going into the stupidly late penthouse these people somehow live in. I'm perfectly content with my baby small home.

When I walked in, Puffy looked up from her desk, giving me a smile. I nodded, tossing my hand up to wave.

"Visiting Wilbur again, I see?" She asked. "No other reason to be here." I shrugged. "He's on the tenth floor in his room." She said. "How come you just know where everyone always is?" I asked. "It's part of my job. I watch the cameras in the halls so I never have to tell someone 'I don't know' to a question." "Fair enough. Thanks, Puffy."

I speed-walked down through the large bottom level of the building, passing a room where I heard talking.

"Oh, hey, Techno!" Phil's voice called out as I passed the open door. I tossed my hand up, waving. "Everything alright? You seem kind of rushed." He said. "Hm? Oh- me? Rushed? Psh- nah, I'm fine."