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phishphukker named the group chat: God Save the Prom Queen (Eret)!

Summary:

(This isn't the Tommy Centric fic I was talkin about in my other fic btw don't worry)
phishphukker: lads,
Prom Queen: :0
Prom Queen: does that make niki and ranboo the prince and princess?
monochrome man: I CALL PRINCESS
strawberry SHORTcake: YAY I GET TO BE PRINCE!
Currently On All Fours: there is no such thing as a prom prince or princess
Honkity: any askers?

Notes:

GC NAMES:
phishphukker-Wilbur
Prom Queen-Eret
Strawberry SHORTcake-Niki
monochrome man-Ranboo
Currently On All Fours (will be changed to rackoun)-Tommy
Honkity-Quackity
DISTANT-Purpled
who-Dream
what-George
when-Sapnap
where-Badboyhalo
how-Antfrost
Not Illiterate-Technoblade
Gaot-Tubbo
Guinness-Jschlatt
cycle-Slimecicle
Anthromorph-Awesamdude
SATAN-Minx
djak- Jack Manifold
Kitsune OWO-Fundy
ALIVE?-Phil
SPOILED MUFFIN-Skeppy
monsir-Karl

More may be added!

Chapter Text

phishphukker named the group chat: God Save the Prom Queen (Eret)

phishphukker: lads,

Prom Queen: :0

Prom Queen: does that make niki and ranboo the prince and princess?

monochrome man: I CALL PRINCESS

strawberry SHORTcake: YAY I GET TO BE PRINCE!

Currently On All Fours: there is no such thing as a prom prince or princess

Honkity: any askers?

Currently On All Fours: FUCK YOU

where: language!

Not Illiterate: What even is this group chat and why am I part of it?

phishphukker: i just realized that we have a rather large friend group and i wanted to make sure we can all communicate to each other :)

ALIVE?: okay

ALIVE?: but what does my name insinuate

phishphukker: its just a wonder that you're still kicking

ALIVE?: grounded

monochrome man: I BOUGHT US CROWNS

strawberry SHORTcake: :D

Prom Queen: :D

Gaot: ranboo my beloved

monochrome man: how expensive is the thing you want me to buy?

Currently On All Fours: how-

Gaot: only fifteen dolar :)

monochrome: check the amount of zeroes again, I refuse to believe you want something that cheap

Gaot: one hundre dand fifteen  dolar

monochrome: sigh

Prom Queen: what even is it that you want, Tubbo?

Gaot: BEE PLUSH

ALIVE?: YOU HAVE SO MANY OF THOSE

Gaot: non ono no

Gaot: not enoguh

SPOILED MUFFIN: nrever jenrough

where: "Never enough"-Skeppy

Honkity: bad!!

where: hi Quackity :D

Honkity: ew nevermind get away from me

where: D:

Gaot: thank you sjeppt for being able to sympathisze

SPOILED MUFFIN: ofcv

what: huh

who: you should have said what

what: and you should have said who

who: fuck

where: language-

Not Illiterate: I can tell that 'Who' is Dream because of his number but who 'What'?

who: who isn't what im who

what: yeah and im what.

when: when were you what

monochrome: I bought the bee, Tubbo.

Gaot: this is why we are so incredibly in love

monochrome: that just isn't true.

Gaot: are you flerting with me?

monochrome: what-

Gaot: DEFFO FLERTING

monochrome: you make me want to cry some times, Tubbo Underscore.

Not Illiterate: Flirting*

Gaot: FUCK

where: language

Guinness: Quackity.

Honkity: that's Big Q to you, sir.

Guinness. Quackity.

Honkity: yeah

Guinness: drugs.

Honkity: COUNT ME IN

phishphukker: DAD CAN I GO PLAY WITH THE ADDICTS NEXT DOOR??

ALIVE?: TF- NO-

phishphukker: bye dad, Ill be with schlatt and big q :D

Not Illiterate: We never did see Wilbur Soot again.

Currently On All Fours: techono I gaev you yoye sword back btw

cycle: that typing...

Currently On All Fours: ik its so imprwssive right

cycle: absolutely

Not Illiterate changed Currently On All Fours's name to rackoun

rackoun: ???

Not Illiterate: It's just 'Raccoon' spelled badly.

Not Illiterate: I did not give you permission to use the Orphan Obliterator, you theif.

Prom Queen: YOUR SWORD IS CALLED THE ORPHAN OBLITERATOR?

rackoun: FUCK YOU BITCH I CAN DO WHAT I WANR

when: WE'RE MISSING A W

who: who?

what: what W?

where: O.O

how: well i'm an H so I can't really help you guys out here

who: shit wait who is who

when: you're yourslef??

who: np- I mean- in general.

where: I'm bad!

when: Sap Nap

who: george

how: Ant

Who: okay and I'm Dream. we just don't have another W

when: wb Karl?

monsir: I would love to but my name is too funne

Gaot: RANBOO

Gaot: MY BELOVED

monochrome: tubbo

Gaot: I BOUGHT RING POPS WITH SHCLATTS MONEY

rackoun: WHO'S THE FUCKIN THEIF NOW, TECHNO

Guinness: you what-

monochrome: and?

Gaot: WE CAN FINALLY GET MARRIED

monochrome: TUBBO-

Gaot: wait who proposed again

Not Illiterate: You're supposed to propose AFTER one of you get a ring??

Gaot: a coin flip works just ad well

monochrome: it doesn't but apparently I proposed

Gaot: okay come over then so you can give me a ring pop

monochrome: Mr. Minecraft, am I allowed to come over?

ALIVE?: sure

ALIVE?: I kinda of want to see the so called proposal play out

phishphukker: oml my baby not brother and my twin's kid are getting marry

Not Illiterate: One, we are not twins. Two, Ranboo is not my child, just a student. Three, married*.

phishphukker: whore

Not Illiterate: Unnecessary.

rackoun: ARE WE SWEARING NOW?

where: NO!!!

rackoun: FUCK BITCH PUSSY WHORE ASS SHIT PISS

where: LANGUAGE LANGUAGE LANGUAG LANGUAGE LANGUAGE LANGUAGE LANGUAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! D:<

monochrome: reading all of those language's makes me feel like it isn't even a word.

monochrome: also I'm here Tubbo.

Gaot: :D

phishphukker: I'll record it.

 Phil, Tommy, and Techno were all sat around the kitchen Table, Wilbur stood at the entrance with his phone recording the two boys standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. Tubbo handed Ranboo a green ring pop, the taller boy then getting on one knee and handing it to Tubbo. "Tubbo underscore, I am proposing to you for the third time this month, and I wouldn't be surprised if this was not the last time this happens. But blah blah, beloved, blah blah, just take the candy." Tubbo took the ring pop, so slowly that it was almost painful, before squinting at Ranboo.

 "I want a divorce." He said, his voice sounding as serious as a man who is actually divorcing his partner. For the extra flare, Tubbo also smacks Ranboo over the back of the head. "God," Ranboo says, tiredly. "God forgive me for what I'm boutta do-" The video cuts there.

Prom Queen: wait what happens next??

phishphukker: we have all agreed not to speak of it

ALIVE?: it is not to be uttered ever again.

Guinness: Tommy, I'll pay you fifty bucks if you tell me what happened.

reckoun: I dare not say it.

Guinness: holy shit.

Gaot: I'm traumatizsed D:

monochrome: and I am not sorry.

Not Illiterate: That is just so brutal.

who: so I'm guessing that 'relationship' is over?

Gaot: nope!

monochrome: no, we're getting married again.

when: wtf