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“Tommy,” Wilbur whispers, nudging the blonde. “Tommy go over there and separate those two.”
“I’m sort of busy right now,” Tommy grumbles, pausing his game. “It’s like you don’t even care about me anymore. All you do is boss me around telling me to do your homework or get you more food.”
Wilbur rolls his eyes, sharing an amused look with Techno. “You weren’t going to pass that level anyways. I’m doing you a favor right now and this is how you treat me?”
“Eat shit and die,” Tommy says, glaring at the two. “I was just going to win. That boss had nothing on my amazing skills and armor. I swear, you two-”
“Tommy, just go,” Techno interrupts monotonously, hands flying across his screen as he demolishes the enemy line. “I think Dream’s going to kiss Fundy. On the lips.”
“WHAT?” Wilbur screeches, jumping up. He pushes Tommy forward, mouth wide open as he hurriedly searches for the two. “Hurry up and go stop them!”
“And I can do whatever I want to make sure they don’t kiss?” The blonde asks, smiling widely. “Without getting into any trouble?”
Wilbur nods his head, tapping his fingers against the table rapidly. “Yes, yes, I’ll be your alibi. Now go!”
“Thank you,” Tommy says, cackling quietly as he rubs his hands together. “You won’t regret this, Wilbur.”
“.....Do you think I messed up,” the brunette asks Techno as he watches the teen march forwards. “I feel like I just made a mistake.”
Techno raises an eyebrow. “Your first mistake was asking Tommy to help you out. Your second was letting him do whatever he wanted in reaching his goals. I hope you realize that this is the same kid that fought a frog because it croaked at him wrong.”
“Oh my god,” Wilbur whispers, turning pale. “What have I done?”
Techno pats his back consoling. “The worst he could do is send someone to the hospital.”
They both watch as Tommy jumps on Dream, making them both stagger. Dream flails middair, tugging on the shirt of the person in front of him, creating a domino effect, without using any dominos. By the end of it, more than four people are groaning in pain on the ground and one of them has fallen out the window.
“Ok, maybe more than one person,” Techno corrects, scratching his cheek. “I sort of underestimated his abilities to cause destruction.”
“Holy fuck, Phil is going to kill me,” Wilbur whispers, covering his face. “I don’t want to die this young…”
“I think Fundy’s going to get to you first.”