"TECHNO!" Wilbur scrambled to grab one of his extra blankets to cover them both up. "Why didn't you get up and leave?!"
"Because you would've stopped and followed to apologize," Techno shrugged. "This way you got what you want and I got traumatized watching and listening to my brother have sex."
"Why'd you watch?" Quackity looked at him.
"I was reading," Techno shrugged. "You were in the corner of my eye."
"Fuck," Wilbur groaned. "I'm so sorry, Techno."
"I don't mind if you guys have sex just-" Techno was cut off by the door opening.
All three men looked to see Phil standing there. Quackity hid under the cover a bit more and pretended to be sleeping, hoping Phil would leave once he noticed Q wasn't awake.
"Wilbur," Phil sighed. "I'm sorry I pick favourites. I don't try. I'm not at as fair as Mumza. I know that. All of you boys know that. But it's still my house. And I still have rules. And you are to follow those rules so long as you live here."
Wilbur rolled his eyes and gently covered Quackity's ear. "That apology means nothing if you instantly contradict it. Techno doesn't have to follow those rules and if Tommy and I are with him we don't either. But when I'm alone, it's a problem. I'm just as much of an adult as he is."
"He's twenty one, Wilbur," Phil argued. "He's more of an adult. You're nineteen. Teen. You listen to me."
"I'm a legal adult," Wilbur propped himself up on his elbows. "I can go spend the night with a friend without your permission now."
"My house, my rules, Wilbur," Phil walked more into the room.
"My life, my choice," Wilbur smirked.
"My son, my job," Phil crossed his arms.
"Then I'm moving out,' Wilbur went to push Quackity off of him, but then remembered neither of them are clothed. He glanced to the clothes on the floor. Phil's eyes followed.
"Aww come on, mate, seriously?!" Phil sighed in disappointment. "You've been home for an hour! Maybe you should move out! This is why Techno's my favourite. He wouldn't do this!"
Wilbur went to say something, but just closed his mouth and looked off to the side.
"Dad," Techno sat up. "I would do that if I wasn't asexual. And as a parent you can't say that to your kids."
Phil rolled his eyes and left the room. Everyone knows Phil isn't a bad dad, he's everyone's dream dad, actually. Not a single friend has hesitated to say that. But just like every dad, he has his flaws. His flaws, however, just happen to be major.
"I'll be right back," Techno got up to follow Phil.
Quackity and Wilbur sat in silence for a bit, but Quackity couldn't stand it. He could feel Wilbur's heavy breaths and he knew the answer to his question before he asked it.
"Are you okay?" he asked softly.
"Can we go for a drive, please?' Wilbur sat up quickly, forcing Quackity to do the same.
"On my bike or in your car?" Quackity asked as Wilbur stood up and grabbed some tissues off Techno's nightstand to clean himself.
"Your bike," Wilbur tossed the tissue away and grabbed clean underwear, throwing a pair at Quackity in case he wanted it. "I don't have a car."
"Uh, yeah, sure," Quackity stood up and quickly got dressed.
Wilbur grabbed his hand and dragged him outside, ignoring Phil calling them, but smiling when he heard Techno tell Phil to stop.
