(Y/N) walked downstairs, holdin a furby. They sit next to Wilbur on the couch. Wilbur looks down at them.
"Yes?" he asks.
"Do you care if I take the skin off this furby?"
He stares at them.
"Why?"
"I want to make him a god. Once he is free of his sinful flesh, he can begin a path towards enlightenment. He will take care of us."
Wilbur now stares at them with wide eyes.
"I also want to soft lock his circuits."
"(Y/N) I....I literally could not care less but never say anything as frightening as that ever again."
"Are you scared?"
"From what you said? Yes."
They smile.
"Don't worry, he will take care of us."
