chapter 2

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Tommy's pov,

I was streaming with Wilbur playing on the dsmp,

"Stop acting like a child, Tommy" Wilbur laughed

"I'M NOT A CHILD!" I yelled as Wilbur continued to make fun of me,

"Oh shit I got a DM from my brother.. " I mumbled as I opened the DM

𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜>

𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚘

𝙼𝚞𝚐𝚘: 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠.

"Oh fuck.. " I said quickly typing something

𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚢:𝙸'𝙼 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝙶𝙾 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃

𝙼𝚞𝚐𝚘: 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙

𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚢:𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙸'𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙴𝚃

𝙼𝚄𝙶𝙾:𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝘔𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦.

"Sorry for muting I got a DM" I said quietly so I wouldn't get kicked out the window..

"You seem scared what happened? " Wilbur asked as I laughed

"Scared? No.. " I mumbled

Wilbur stopped questioning it as we carried on playing on the dsmp, as usual I was causing choas.

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐨: 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 £𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲.

"Ok bet" I said as I yelled as loud as I can, forgetting that my brother is sleeping next door, I soon got reminded when I heard him swing the door open

"Thomas i swear to fucking god STOP YELLING" he yelled the last not throwing a pillow at my face, from the impact I fell down

"I'm streaming!" I yelled as I heard mugo sigh

"I don't care! Let me fucking sleep I need to get up early tomorrow!" He scolded me closing the door as I sat up

"What an asshole.. " I mumbled

"Who was that?" I heard Wilbur ask,

"Oh? The dude that just entered my room? " I ask making sure that's what he meant.

"Yeah" Wilbur said

"That's my older brother,why? "

"you said you were a only sibling?!" Wilbur gasped

"Well I wanted to respect his privacy yknow? Also he's never home so it pretty much wasn't a full on lie" I explained

"Tell me more about that mystery sibling you have" Wilbur said

"Well hes 23,his name is Mugo and 6'0 that's all I'm allowed to say with out him killing me" I say rubbing the back of my neck

"What does he do for work..? " Wilbur asked trying to learn more

"He's an artist and author" I told wilbur

"He seems nice I guess" Wilbur mumbles

"He is, I just woke him up 2 times and he has a meeting at 7am tomorrow" I chuckled.

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"MUGO MUGO MUGO " I yell sprinting at him with my phone in hand

"Can you drive me to the beach so I can hang out with tubbo for a vlog?" I asked.

He sighed, asked a question, and finally agreed YAHOO



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Next chapter let's go



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