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"OKAY. WHAT THE FUCK." Pokey yelled as he flung a cup of coffee—perhaps roasted, at his older brother.
Wiggly caught it with a tentacle, drinking what remained only to spit it out.
Ew.
Blue shit.
"DO NOT IGNORE ME!!!"
"It's too early for this. Can we please not throw things." Wiggly said calmly.
"Okay. Fine. Whatever. What the FUCK were you thinking. Why do this. Let me have this!!!" Pokey complained dramatically.
"You knew that timeline was off limits." The elder god hummed, walking over to the fridge and promptly pouring the nearest liquid, orange juice, down his throat.
"Still!!! What's even so important about that timeline." Pokey asked, annoyed. "also share."
"First of all, no, go drink your nasty blue shit. Second of all, does it matter???" Wiggly asked, manifesting a cup of water and splashing it on himself in hopes of waking himself fully up.
It didn't work.
"It clearly matters to you, but why??? The kid's in every timeline, so I don't get why my takeover matters."
Wiggly scoffed.
"It's not-"
"Wiggly. What the FUCK is wrong with you recently."
"IT'S NOT THE KID!!!" He snapped.
The younger one startled.
"Not... exactly. He's... important to me... but I have... plans for him. This... this version. He's... unique. I can use him. And THATS why I told you all not to attack his timeline. And you DIDN'T LISTEN!"
Pokey frowned. "Well I'm... sorry? It's to late now, Wiggly." Pokey scoffed.
Wiggly glared.
"Ugh... If he can find a way to take me down, THEN you can do shit." Pokey stated begrudgingly.
The two brothers stood in silence for a while before Pokey let out a sigh, and spoke.
"Webby's going to catch wind of the fact you're working with the boy. Hannah is around him and so is that weird... gay ass jock fucker. And Steph-an-ie!" He says that part with the most dramaticness he could. "And Grace."
"Uh... huh." Wiggly nods. "If I have to, I'll have him break away from the group. That's the plan."
"Interesting plan." Pokey smiled.
The two brother giggled.
"I'm gonna go back to causing problems. Farewell." Pokey proceeded to walk off.
Wiggly groaned.
Webby stands in her room, a pissed off look on her face.
"What does he mean he's using one of the people I'm supposed to protect..?" She murmurs.
Webby was going to kill her brother.