wilbur soot x y/n

Chapter Thirty-Five

a/n: hi guys! this is author to say that im gonna try to wrap up the book within the end of this week :( if you guys have any requests for a new character i can write about and if you want it to be in the dsmp or irl and ill try to come up with something actually unique and write for that person :D anyways, ily all so much and i hope you're doing amazingly! now for a lil self promotion: ive had this mcyt oneshot book for awhile and rn it only has dsmp but im planning on putting some teaduo (qsmp) on there after i get caught up on

I took a deep breath and leaned back in my chair. I took a sip of some tea Wil had left at his bedside table and continued to take a deep breath.

"Great job, love." Wil's familiar voice murmured followed by the closing of a door. I smiled softly as he turned my chair around and pressed his lips to my head.

"Thanks." I murmured and leaned against him. He took my hand and dragged me up so he can lead me to the kitchen and feed me, as much as I may not want to.

"Ayup, Y/n!" Phil said energetically as he took out some muffins Bad and Skeppy had made. Bad's were amazing. Skeppy's were.. alright to say the least. Phil took out Skeppy's, though, to pity him I think.

I smiled gently and waved as I sat at the counter and watched as Wilbur slid a bowl of dry cereal. I laughed and took a bite of it, still smiling and actually enjoying food now.

"Y/n!" Niki exclaimed as she ran down the stairs to where I sat. "You're alive!" she joked and hugged me, acting like I hadn't left my room in the past two weeks. Which I kinda haven't.

I giggled and leaned against her hug. "I am alive, it's true!" I teased, hugging her back. Wilbur looked at me with a raised eyebrow and looked at my food. 'Eat' He mouthed, pointing at the food. I nodded with a small smile and ate another mouthful.

"So we were all thinking about going ice-skating soon." Phil mentioned, eating another bite of Skeppy's muffin, trying to keep a straight face as the baker himself and Bad walked in.

I nodded as I finished up half of the bowl, which was really a good amount for me recently. And not to mention, it wasn't even mac and cheese. Niki stayed at my side, sitting next to me and smiling as she looked at me.

"That'll be awesome! Hey, Y/n, didn't you used to work at an ice-rink?" Niki asked, genuinely curious.

"Uh... yeah." I responded as I ate another handful of cereal and slid it to Wilbur who ate the rest. Niki nodded and took a handful of my cereal.

"That'll be fun then. You go really fast on skates." Niki pointed out, savoring every bite of the honey nut cheerios. I nodded and smiled softly at her point. This might actually be fun

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We all stumbled out of the three vans that looked like they could either drive around a senior marching band or it looks like it could come from some kind of kidnapping documentary.

"Headcount!" Phil called out and the eighteen plus people immediately lined up. After a few minutes, Phil finally pulled back and gave us the thumbs up that everybody is here.

Conversations picked back up as we walked inside. We were obviously the largest group there and the staff's eyes all widened slightly.

"Alright! Raise your hand if you've never skated." I called out and went to the front of the group. About half the people raised their hands. I nodded and got them to give me their shoe size before going up with everybody's money and a new note on my phone that had way to many words on it.

I rented everything out and was extremely patient. I now what it's like so I can relate. Especially since one of the employees is clearly a new one and was already overwhelmed.

"Thank you so much!" I smiled as they finished the interaction. I waved everybody over and called out shoe sizes for people to pick up. One by one everybody got their skates and it became a very long process. People who had skated before were relatively quick to get up and onto the rink, but some people who hadn't skated before like Tubbo and George were finding it very difficult.

I found them the most difficult, as every time George messed up in some way he would point out 'I'm colorblind' and Tubbo was simply having a tough time. I sighed as I finally got to putting on my own skates and smiled as I got onto the rink, finding familiarity in it.

I immediately took off, shocking people from both our group and other groups. I was pretty fast, seeing as I worked at an ice rink for well over four years. In fact, Wilbur met me at an ice rink. It wasn't too shocking for either of us, though.

"Wilby!" I smiled as I slid next to him, holding his hand with a bright smile. "How are we holding up?" I asked the group of people who were skating with Wilbur. Wilbur giggled and Niki's eyes widened as she slipped up and nearly fell. She would've if we weren't at the edge of the rink.

Believe it or not, time certainly flew at the ice rink. It was shocking to me that we had been skating for a solid two and a half hours since we got onto the ice.

I suppose that's the fun in it, though. You have some laughs, but it all has to end, doesn't it?