That One Fated Night

Chapter 9

A/N
#1 in #sleepyboisinc! POGGGG
Also thanks for 1K reads! :DDDD

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Wilbur POV:

"Alright, y'know what? You guys do not get my humour. Do you need me to go through the rules again?
Rule 1. No Boomers
Rule 2. No Zoomers
Rule 3. No weebs (under penalty of death (I'm looking at you Phil))
Rule 4. No Marvel stans
Rule 5. Stan Loona
Rule 6. No K-Pop
Rule 7. No My Little Pony Friendship is Fuck.
Rule 8. No videos I've already seen.
Rule 9. Staged videos are shit.
Rule 10. Ignore rule number five.
Rule 11.  Loud videos are sometimes funny. It's really simple, chat."

The next video: "D O O R."
"IT'S ALWAYS DOOR! *slams water bottle thrice* WHY?! *table abuse ensues*"

Banging was heard downstairs. Followed by a bunch of footsteps and a lot of shouting. Wilbur rolled his eyes. He was about to get up to close his door, when Phil came up, barely out of the camera's frame.

"End the stream. This is important." Phil mouthed.

Wilbur nodded. He ran over to his desk.
"Hey guys! Something came up, I'll have to end the stream now! Bye!" Wilbur waved at the camera.

"What happened? Why are there so many auras downstai- oh. They're downstairs aren't they?"

Phil nodded.

Wilbur ran downstairs. He examined the rather weird group. 3 Shapeshifters, 1 hellhound, and a werewolf.

"Hello! Welcome to our humble abode! GEORGE?! WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

The shortest one of the group sighed exasperatedly. "Why is George the only one people know?"

"Maybe because you have fewer subscribers." Tommy whispered.

"He literally only has a few hundred thousand more than me. Besides, what can you say? You only have 2 million." (2 million poggggg)

Tommy looked up. "Please let me kill him."

Wilbur shook his head. "Alright boys and girl? Sit around the table."

Rose looked up, realising he still looked like a female, and chuckled, turning back into his original male form.

"Oh."

The group sat around the table.

(I've decided to try and label the conversations due to the sheer amount of characters.)

W: Alright, can I have an explanation of who is who?

[after introductions]

W: "So, Finn, Skeppy, Sapnap, Dream, George and Fundy. Wait... as in THE Fundy? MY SON???"

Fundy facepalmed and groaned.

F: Yes... Your son. Wilbur.

Tubbo was watching this in amusement, stifling giggles.

As everyone at the table awkwardly stared at each other, Phil coughed to get everyone's attention.

P: "Alright, everyone, so, let's get to the main point of this little group meetup. Are there any hunters looking for you or will there be a chance of them doing so?"

Most of the group shook their heads. The only ones that didn't, were, of course, Sapnap and Fundy.

Wilbur narrowed his eyes. "Could you two explain why?"

"Well, uh," Fundy was really trying to not say it.

"Vᒷ∷ᔑᓵ╎ℸ ̣ || " Wilbur muttered under his breath.

"Well I kind of attacked someone last week." Fundy blurted out.

"And who was this?" Wilbur pressed on.

"It was Tommy!" Sapnap suddenly spoke.

Phil leaned in on this conversation.

"And why did this happen, Fundy?" Wilbur asked.

"Well, uh, full moon?" Fundy tried.

"But you are a natural werewolf right? Wouldn't your parents have taught you how to control yourself already?"

Fundy looked at the ground.

Dream coughed. "Well! Could we calm down with the tension? It's suffocating here!"

The group suddenly went silent.

"oK dReAm. How would you feel if someone you knew got attacked by a supernatural? Or even better, someone of your close family?"

"Well, not too good, but-"

"Exactly. So let me question this furry."

Dream tried to protest against this but soon quietened down.

[after a lot of questioning and info that's already been said]

"So what I'm being told, Sapnap, you agreed for Tommy's soul. So you thought he was actually going to die."

Sapnap nodded solemnly.

"And FUNDY! You could have well off went just fine without attacking anyone and you know that!"

Fundy stared at the wall awkwardly. [MAN THAT'S AN INTERESTING WALL]

Wilbur sighed inwardly, from both disappointment and sleep deprivation.

"Ok y'know what? It's fine. At least he isn't dead."

The duo sighed.

"BUT, attack any innocent again, and I WILL find out."

The duo tensed up.

Phil popped into the conversation after hearing that. "He means it. I literally can talk to any animal and we will find out immediately."

"Oh so that's how you found out about me sw-"

"Not right now, Tommy."