My ghostboy.// Wilburxreader

Little letters

Y/n POV:
"Did you hear that?" i asked Tubbo a bit startled, "Yeah, where did it come from?" Tubbo said looking around expecting someone with a guitar to pop up out of thin air or something.

"I'm not sure." i said the light flickered off causing Tubbo and me to jump, i walked over to the light and turned it on. A knock was heard on the wooden small table that was set next to the door, i looked down to the small table as Tubbo backed up from the door freaked out.

There was a paper on the table with writing scribbled over it,

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"Uhh.. Tubbo, you're not gonna believe this." I said waving my hand, signaling for him to come over here.

Tubbo walked over with a confused expression, i tapped the paper, signaling for Tubbo to look at the paper. He directed his eyes to the paper and tried to read it, then i remembered he was dyslexic.

I read out the writing the best i could considering the bad handwriting.

Tubbo thought i was joking but believed me after a bit of convincing he decided to help me look into it, we had no idea where to start. Eventually we decided to send a note back, in better hand writing.

Wilbur, my name is Y/n and my little brother, Tubbo lives with me. Is your family that used to live here also wandering here too?

We placed the note back on the table where we found Wilburs letter. Our note back was written right below Wilburs. I was really intrigued in 'Wilbur', in how he died and the person. Or, ghost.

We waited a bit, staring at the paper waiting for letters to construct themselves into words and form sentences. We just wanted to know more of who Wilbur was, used to be, or is.

The second we looked away to do something else the words were appearing on the paper i read it out to Tubbo and it read,

Hi Y/n and Tubbo, and yes my family and i wander around here. My little brother Tommy has took liking to your brother :) i think they'd make great friends! We usually scare off residents and don't communicate with them but, you guys seem nice.

The letter was in better handwriting this time, some words had thicker letters than others. Tommy likes Tubbo? I'm not sure how that friendship would work but it's sweet.

I quickly wrote a reply reading out what i was writing to Tubbo.

I'm not sure how they'd communicate but it seems very sweet :), is there other family members here except you and Tommy?

Practically a second after i finished writing Wilbur wrote,

I don't know how either, but yes! There's Phil who is our dad and Techno, my twin older by only 2 minutes.

The handwriting got better, and a twin? Just then  i remembered the picture from earlier.

I ran and grabbed the picture from the old storage room, the one of the two boys. It said "Wilbur & Techno" in the middle. The ghosts name is Wilbur and his twins name is Techno.

This is you?

I wrote and put the picture below the note so Wilbur knew i was talking about the picture.

Yep!! I seen you found it, that's an old photo from when me and Techno were about 12. Techno always hated that picture because he had glasses, i thought it was rather adorable.

I wrote back,

It is quite cute, speaking of old, how old are you? I'm 23 and Tubbo is 16.

Wilbur wrote,

I know right!! I'll have to brag to Techno that you agree with me :), i'm 24, and Tommy is also 16! On another note i've got to go, i'm sorry! It was great talking and i'll try to write to you tomorrow, good night <3 :)

That was very sweet, i blushed at the cute tiny heart he wrote. And still teasing his twin? He's childish, it's cute.

This Wilbur guy seems great.