Vampires.. Real?

Chapter 41: The 5,241 Wait

Wilbur's POV

Wilbur sat with Phil in the living room while Techno made breakfast. Wilbur hoped Tommy would come back, but Phil wouldn't let his sons look for him. Phil had been upset since that night and it's been over a day since Tommy went missing. Wilbur didn't dare to ask; he didn't want to upset the old man.

Phil switches the channel to the news, "Nothing too interesting today.' Phil calls one of his crows, "Ask Techno if breakfast ready yet."

The crow leaves and quickly comes back, squawking a yes which satisfies Phil, "Come on Wilbur, let's go to the kitchen."

I follow my father to the kitchen and sit down. The silence is prominent in the room. Techno gives us some hashbrowns, but something looks off about Phil's. It's still reddish, but a different color red than ours.

I shrug it off and eat the hashbrowns. Techno is a fairly good cook despite him loving to do potato dishes.

"This is really good Techno," I compliment. Techno gives a smile which is rare coming from him.

Phil suddenly rushes out of the room. My eyes widen as Techno turns to me.

"A little red food dye always does the trick."

My eyes widen, "Why would you do that! Dad will fucking punish you!"

"I can just say it was a bad potato. Anyways you and I both know Tommy is either in trouble or ran away. I say we get a plan and sneak out if not this night, definitely tomorrow night."

I smirk, "Our fledgling can't get away from us that easily~"

Phil comes down clearly fatigued from puking out his breakfast. Techno and I look at each other, unsure on how Phil will react. 

He looks at us and glares, "What did you do to my food!"

Techno gives a confused look, "What do you mean? I made them all the same?"

"Bullshit! Why did I throw up then?"

I shrug, "Phil we don't know. Maybe it was a bad potato."

Phil keeps yelling as I hear a knock on the door. I sneak off to answer it because I really don't want to deal with Phil's wrath. I open the door and my jaw drops.

There he is. Ginger hair, red eyes, orange earrings. I have waited 5,241 years for this moment.

"Son?"

Fundy's POV

It had been over a day and Tommy hadn't escaped that facility. Fundy was getting worried but couldn't really storm into the heavily guarded place on his own. Fundy now was running his fingers through his hair as he stressed out at the front door of the place he swore he would never go to again. He didn't want to come to this place, but he was running out of options and needed to save his uncle from that lab.

I knock on the door, knowing there is no going back. Thoughts swirl around me as I hear the doorknob turn. It's Wilbur. My father. 5,241 years ago, I left this shithole and him and now I am back in front of him. Did I miss him? Fuck no. I am only doing this for Tommy. Tommy doesn't deserve to be stuck in a place where they run tests on you 24/7. I am doing this for Tommy.

"Son?"

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This is the end of the chapter! Hope you enjoyed! 10 more chapters left! Have a great day!

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