This can't be real ~ qsmp

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3rd person POV

It had been a week since Wilbur tried to convince Quackity to believe him and week since Phil to Wilbur the truth. Since then, nothing had triggered anymore dreams for Wilbur. He and Tallulah were going about their normal days. Completing tasks, hanging out with friends and family, and most of all just being a happy family. Little did the two know that two husbands had a sneaky little prank that they wanted to pull on them.

??? POV

"Come on. Please?" I pleaded to my husband.

"What if they get hurt? What then?" he asked me quite seriously. "We don't exactly have the stuff to help them."

"We won't actually blow up their house or any part of their base, I promise," I told him, holding his adorable face in my hands. "We'll just blow up an area near their base. And you can make sure that they don't get hurt in the process."

"All right," he said reluctantly. "But we can't hurt them in anyway. Got it, Cellbit?"

"Understood Roier," I said. I didn't want to hurt them. I just wanted to pull a little prank on the two music lovers.

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We made sure we were a good distance from Wilbur and Tallulah before we started to place the TNT. After all the TNT was placed we stepped back while hooking up the redstone to a lever. With one look at my husband and a nod from him, I pulled the lever and watched the TNT explode. Instead of watching the TNT explode just where we placed it, the TNT launched toward the two musicians.

"WILBUR!" I yelling in horror, while running toward where the TNT had actually blown up. I could hear Roier's footsteps pounding behind me as we ran. Running into the tiny crater I found Wilbur unconscious and covered in soot and dirt. Picking him up, I turned around to see Roier comforting Tallulah. This wasn't supposed to happen. Why did the TNT get launched?

Shoving my thoughts aside, I brought Wilbur into his, luckily, untouched house and laid him on one of the beds. Rushing outside I quickly looked over at my husband to see him looking at me with anger as if I had done this on purpose. Pushing all emotions aside, I ran to Phil's house. Surely he has something that can help Wilbur.

3rd person POV

A very panicked yet at the same time calm Cellbit ran toward Philza's house with one thought in mind: Wilbur needs help. The second Cellbit reached Phil's house, he started calling for the blonde man. A concerned Phil and Chayanne appeared around the corner of their house.

"What's going on mate?" Phil asked the man that was currently running off of pure adrenalin.

"Phil, Wilbur is hurt! He needs help and I don't have that right now!" Cellbit got out between heavy breathes.

"Take me to him," Phil said with an equal amount of determination and concern.

The three of them ran back to Wilbur and Tallulah's house, rushing into said house once they got their. Chayanne went to Tallulah in hops of calming his friend down. As Phil helped his battered friend, the husbands went outside to give him space to work.

Looking at his husband, Cellbit knew that Roier wasn't happy with him. He knew that Roier thought that he had planned for the TNT to be launched toward Wilbur and Tallulah.

"Roier, I didn't know that the TNT was going to get launched at them," Cellbit tried to explain.

"Sure you didn't," Roier said coldly.

"If I knew, would I have been as panicked as I was?" Cellbit said with a monotone voice. Maybe he hadn't completely recovered from the Federation just yet.

"I don't know," Roier started. "Maybe it was all just an act. How would I know? I mean after all you do have a history with playing a role, don't you?" The words left his mouth before he even thought. Shocked with what he just said, Roier flew his hand over his mouth. He looked at his husband with regret of what he said.

To Roier's surprise and horror, Cellbit had no reaction to what had just been said by his husband. Instead, Cellbit looked at him with a blank expression before turning and walking away. Roier tried to call after his husband but to no avail. It was as if he couldn't hear him.

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