𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐱 𝐎𝐂

036

Sages pov:

"chat, what the fuck is this?" i sigh.
a photo of wilbur making an f-boy face with the text 'what's poppin'
"is this wilbur?"

'yes's and 'omg's fill the chat as i laugh my ass off.

wii shop theme starts playing from the media share thing.

"chat! this is why i don't give you media share as often as i want." i look at the video closely. "BRO THIS IS 10 FUCKIHG HOURS!! mods, why did you allow this?"

after another hour and a half i call it a day and decide to end stream.

"tommy's live so we're going to raid him! bye chat!" i do a little finger heart and end stream.

we raid tommy and all i hear is. "I AM NOT GOING TO FUCK THE SHEEP!! oh thanks sage for the raid of 4k!"

i type on tts 'you cannot gloss over that tomathy inside of it.'

"SAGE WHAT THE FUCK?!" i hear from the other room.

i laugh and open my laptop to start some schoolwork.

the time reads '8:50." i have less than 3 hours to work on this essay.

"hey sage!" wilbur walks in with a cup of coffee. "you should take a break, you've been working almost all day. and when you're not, you're streaming."
he sets down the cup. "this is yours by the way."

"thanks wil." i smile contently.

"pronouns?"

"he/him."

"nice. also you should take a break."

"i'm fine, i just need a few more hours. then i'll be done."

"sage," he sits down on the bed next to me. "you've been at that desk since i've been awake. you're over working yourself."

"no i'm not wil. i'm fine."

"sage, please. let's go on a drive!" he takes my hands and drags me up. "please, it will be fun! if you feel like it, we can take the child. and we can drink monsters, we can belt out to songs! we can get food aswell!"

"wil-"

he cuts me off. "come onnnn! your always working. it will give you a break you need!"

i sigh. "ok. so the child is going?"

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"I CAN TELL JUST WHAT YOU WANT!!" tommy, wilbur and i sing in unison. "YOU DONT WANT TO BE ALONE! YOU DONT WANT TO BE ALONE!!"

i record us singing, 'What You Know', from the passenger seat.
"AND I CANT SAY ITS WHAT YOU KNOW!! BUT YOUVE KNOWN IT THE WHOLE TIME! BUT YOUVE KNOWN IT THE WHOLE TIME!!"

after the song ends we listen to grapes. (A/N: i'm listening to it rn-)

"can weee get foooooodd?" tommy whines.

"sure, does mcdonald's tickle your fancy?" wilbur asks.

"i wouldn't want anything tickling my fancy." tommy insinuates.

"TOMMY SHUT THE FUCK UP!" i laugh.

we pick up mcdonald's and sit in a parking lot.

we vibe to that's what i like by bruno mars to tommy's dismay.

after we finish we go back home.