Chapter 6

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Tubbo's POV

"And it's stupid because Tommy doesn't know how to sit down amd fucking chill!" I yell, sitting down at Quackity's desk. Quackity hummed im response,

"Well, it's Tommy. He doesn't chill."

"I know! That's the worst part. All he does is make things worse than they should be, you know how annoying that is," I say rubbing my temples.

"Did you try talking to him?" Quackity asked.
I nodded,

"Yes! But he doesn't want to listen to me." I rant.

"Did you tell Wilbur or Phil about it?"

"Wilbur is too busy with his boyfriends and Phil probably won't do anything about it?" I say starting to spin in thr chair.

"And why is that?"

"Because it's Phil. Phil can't control him."

"Isn't Tommy his child though?" I pause thinking about it. I then nod,

"Yeah, but Tommy cannot be controlled."

"I say, we take his discs-"

"I don't want to give him a heart attack, Quackity," I say.

"We aren't keeping them! Just, to teach him a lesson," Quackity explains.

I stare at him, "and what lesson would that teach him? A lesson to hide his discs better," I ask sarcastically.

"No, but- it will teach him to listen to you if you threaten him," Quackity suggests.

"Threaten him?! Quackity I told you I'm not trying to give him a fucking heart attack!" I yell, slightly annoyed.
Quackity glares at me before sighing in defeat.

"Okay, do you have any better ideas?" He asks, putting emphasis on the word 'better'.
I think for a moment before grinning, making the older male shiver.

-Wilbur's POV-

"Did I tell you how much I love you yet?" I ask, clinging onto Dream's arm. Dream chuckled,

"Yes, yes you have Wil. Now can I please have my arm back?" Dream asks, trying to break from my grasp. I let go and continue walking to Quackity's house.

"I honestly don't know how you didn't even realize! I mean everyone else seemed to notice but you guys. I swear, you guys are the most oblivious people." The taller male states, crossing his arm.

"Okay, why are you acting like this?"

"Acting like what?" Wilbur asks, turning to face me.

"You know what I'm talking about," I say. Wilbur shrugs, not giving me an answer.

"Don't mind that, anyways, we're here!" Wilbur says, knocking on the door. I stand behind him as we hear footsteps approaching the door.
We hear muffled talking as the doorknob turns slightly and the door opens to see Quackity adjusting his beanie with one hand and Tubbo standing by the stairs behind him. Wilbur's expression went from careless  from before to a way more serious one.

"Hello? What do you guys need?" Quackity asks, smiling at us.

"We need to speak with Tubbo." Wilbur says, eying down the youngest male. Tubbo shifts slightly in his spot. Quackity turns back to Tubbo, then back at us. He shrugs moving out the way to let us in.
  

Hey it's Bum! And this is a very short chapter. I've been busy with EOC's finals and all that jazz for school. But I'm on break so hopefully I can make new chapters for you guys. Anyways have a nice day.

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