They the Wubbox : Rewritten

[Chapter 10]

"—Constantly dismissing me, constantly yelling at me, constantly doing everything to demonsterize me! It's draining, and you won't even acknowledge me!" Wublin yelled at him.

"...I can't see him.." Wubbox whimpered, his eyes growing lightly misty,

"Uh, hello? I'm talking about myself right now!...I'm really sad right now."

"Buzz of, Wublin." Wubbox snarled, continuing to look away from him as he sat at the dull counter in the colorless room.

"This is why i regret doing anything with you! You only care about yourself, and you have to always lay your confidence and love issues on me! I'm just trying to help you, but i guess being your first friend and child means i'm nothing to you anymore!"

"Thats not the issue right now. I'm not being selfish either, i'm just-"
Wublin moved closer to him, catching him off guard while bearing his fangs.
"Excuses! Excuses! I don't wanna have to hurt you once again. I will. An arrogant boy needs punishment when he disobeys."
Wubbox buries his face into his arms once again, not answering him. Wublin growled, then quickly moving over to him, and throwing him down. Wubbox collided out and yelped as he hit the shelves.
"What the fuck?!" Wubbox yelled, instantly looking furious at Wublin as he reaching up to the blood that poured near his eye.

"Who can believe you? Only us. You just look insane." Wublin taunted with a grin.

"Mother fucker..i'm going kill you!"

"Kill your tulpa? Ha! Thats i'm possible. Your just as much of me as i am you. Your just doing this to yourself as this point!" Wublin grinned wickedly, his bulbs starting to glow.

"What is wrong with you? You've helped me with everything, and your trying to kill me, the one thing keeping you alive!"

"I-I didn't think about that.." Wublin stopped, his lights turning off and bring a more regretful expression. "Wubbox, i didn't want to do that to you! I'm sorry!" Wublin began to cry.

"Absolutely not! I demand you to leave now!" Wubbox than sat up, starting to yell. As Wublin stepped back, and scratches rang out on the metal-coated door. They both turned, and Wubbox immediately knew the familiar scratching.

He quickly got to his feet, and was just barely able to get behind the counter before the door opened. He stumbled back up to his feet, and saw Brump and Poewk in the doorway.
"H-Hello boys! What are you doing..?"

"Just to talk to you." Poewk replied.
Wubbox quickly closed his notebook and sat back in his chair. He took a quick glance at Wublin before his notebook, then the two ahead.
"You've been..ignoring us a lot recently." Brump spoke out.

"I know, sorry. I've been really busy, you know?" Wubbox shrugged and bit an smiled.

"Sure, you could be busy, but, how come the last time you actually spent time with us was when Gheegur and Whajje came out. It's been...weeks since then? Even when Zuuker and Tympa came out, you just put them outside for us to deal with." Poewk stated.

"Well-" Wubbox tried to speak, becoming a bit nervous, but Poewk cut him off.
"You didn't even tell us their names until a day later, even then you only told me when i came by and you were busy. Could you just set aside a little time for us?" Poewk asked.

"I would, but as soon as i stop working on the others, i'll loose focus and be unable to start it for a while. And, i want time to meet you all once you are all done!" Wubbox tried to explain. As he spoke, he was fidgeting nervously.

"You've been nothing but cold to us, even as your oldest and while working on others. Not only were you distant, you started being irritable with us, like we were a problem."

"No absolutely not, it's..i'm busy! Ok?"

"Your deflecting the question." Poewk stated.

"Awnser them." Wublin grinned evily to Wubbox. "Tell them how you really feel~"

"I regret having any of you. All of you ruined my life!" Wubbox then stood up from his chair and shouted. His hand was now of his eye, letting small bits of blood run down his face. "If i would have known i'd have to care for out of control, obnoxious, ignorant, rebellious brats, i wouldn't have had any! Why couldn't you just have been perfect?!"

"Thats a lot coming from a self-centered, narcissistic, over the top innapropriate reacting, sensitive, shy, bitchy, narrow-minded, fragile masculine, religous born, insecure fruit."

"OUT OF MY OFFICE!!" Wubbox finally yelled. The two did not take a second breath before turning and leaving, leaving the door open no less. Wubbox slowly collapsed with exhaustion, lightly touching the cold floor and laying in silence.

"Thwok may be easily tongue-tied when trying to vocalize, but the length of their tongue is fundamental to performing their soulful tune. With designated bands for gustation of any kind, it composes savoury bass lines that fuse sound and taste in a multi-sensory experience." Wublin read.
Wubbox didn't respond in any way, staying still as he looked at the counter with no expression.
"Wow, still ignoring me? How selfish can you be?" Wublin sneered.

The door opened slightly, and Poewk slid his head through the door.
The lights were off, only a dark room with a small blue light illuminating the room dimly. The door slowly moved more open so Thwok and Zynth could look in.
"Ith..he dead?"

"No, because his core is glowing and making sound. If he was dead, i'd be pitch black and silent in here."
Zynth slid in the room, and his glowing abdomen lit up the room enough to see their surroundings. As the other two walked in though, the lights automatically turned back on—violating their eyes like a flash-bang. Zynth jumped and fell to the floor, Thwok covered his eyes and crouched down, but Poewk did not react, still walking over to Wubbox.
He stood over by his head, and slowly, the other two came over.
"He's not moving though, like he's paralyzed. His eyed are closed though."

"Hm.." Thwok bent down by Wubbox's chest, and slowly moved his hand to his blue core, lightly touching it's warm, smooth surface.
With a quick instant, Wubbox quickly curled up and yelped from the sensation. Thwok stepped back from him, and the three watched as he slowly came back to reality.
"W-What are you doing in here?" Wubbox said defensively as he sat up.

"Well sorry for saving you from that. Just ungrateful for everything, even us." Poewk scowled.

"N-No! I didn't mean any of that. I'm really, actually sorry for saying that. I'm...Not ok. I've been struggling with everything right now, and i just need to work it out."

"With a counsler." Poewk told him.

"Not just that, but all of you. I need to apologize to everyone."

"Good luck with that." Thwok rolled his eyes.
The three started to walk away, leaving Wubbox alone. Instead of feeling empty like previously, he felt lively, like he could do anything and everything at once without getting bored. He stood back up, and opened his notebook to it's last few pages, and started writing. His mind was silent from everything but his own thoughts. Now, he dedicated that time to fix it.

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