New Alliance (Dream SMP)

What pictures?

Tommy helped Quackity through the door, accidentally causing Q to smack his face into the door frame "Sorry Q!!!" he walked him to his bed and helped him sit down. "Sorry about slamming your face into the door, it's hard fitting two people through a door made to fit one person-" Tommy awkwardly patted where Quackity was hit in the face in an attempt to magically make it feel better.

Wilbur was behind them. He was thinking of what could be causing him so much overthinking to not take care of himself. Also, why did he mention Schlatt? BANG! Wil lifted his gaze to Quackity hitting the door frame. He tried his best to not laugh at this situation and to keep his cool. "Yeah. Because door frames aren't meant to fit two people, Tommy." He spoke entering the room gaining back his seriousness at his brother's observation, yet keeping the moment as a treasured memory of Big Q failing a simple thing: passing through a door.

Too tired to notice the door, he was snapped back into his senses when Tommy's dumbass smacked his face into the doorframe "Fuck!" He yelled after being hit in the face by a doorframe. Now more awake he kinda just looked at Tommy angrily when the taller pat his face.

Tommy looked around, unsure of what to do. He looked at Wilbur hoping he'd know, "Uhhhhhhh how about we get you some pajamas and then you can sleep?? Where do you keep your clothes, Big Q?" He looked back down at Quackity as he spoke.

He looked at Wilbur, before looking back at Tommy and sighing "In one of the top 3 drawers." He sighed before pulling his beanie down a bit since his hair was being a bitch.

Wil looked at the two others and then leaned against The door frame. As they were talking, he lit up a cigarette. Smoking it, he listened to Quackity's instructions. He walked to the drawers and opened one of the tops. He took some clothes and gave them to Tommy. Then close the drawer and slowly open the one under. He looked at the two other short people, before placing his cigarette on his lips and looking through the drawer. It looked like pictures. Pictures of him. Wil glanced at them confused yet concerned. "What... is. This?" He spoke almost crushing the cigarette with his teeth. How did Quackity get all those pictures? How long had he had them? The turned around to face his brother and Big Q, holding some of the pics in both of his hands.

When Wilbur began LOOKING THROUGH HIS DRAWERS, he opened his mouth to tell him off, before immediately getting cut off by the bastard showing the pictures he had of Wilbur in his drawers. His eyes widened and he started panicking as he tried to think of an excuse. Yeah, he's definitely gonna have to burn at least 3 of those pictures once Wilbur and Tommy leave. He didn't know what to say or do, he looked like a stalker right now and that was not a good look for him "I- Uh-"

Wil looked at the pictures to then look at Quackity's fluster. It was amusing. Seeing him trying to find an excuse and panicking over it, was amusing to Wilbur. He smirked"If you wanted pictures Big Q you just had to ask. Even then, in these ones actually, I look handsome, don't you think?" He spoke showing the pictures to Big Q "You must be happy now that the real version is here"

"What's what??" Tommy turned to Wilbur to see him holding up pictures of himself that Quackity had stored away. His jaw dropped stared in disbelief. Horrified, Tommy looked back and forth between Wilbur holding the pictures and Quackity. He raised his hands to his head in disbelief before screaming at the top of his lungs."WHAT THE FUCKKK!!!!!!!!! AAAAHHHHHHH WHAT- WHY?!?? BIG Q!!!! YOU'RE A CREEP!!!!!!!!!" Tommy shook his hands vigorously while stomping his feet and screaming. "WHY DO YOU HAVE PHOTOS OF MY BROTHER?!!??!!!!!! STALKER PHOTOS AT THAT!!!!!!" Tommy's tail wagged quickly as he stared at a loss for words.