3:33 AM
Chaos 2.0Dreamy:
It's the witching hourSapnap:
Shhh
The others are sleepingGeorge:
We're hunting witchesSkeppy:
Yes
BitchesBad:
Geppy! >:ISkeppy:
HeheWilbur:
Ah yes
The hunting of bitches
We too, are hunting someDadza:
I thought you went to sleepWilbur:
I woke up and decided to do a ritualGeorge:
What kinda ritual?Wilbur:
Summoning a demonGeorge:
Sounds lovelySapnap:
We acquire bitchesChild 1:
I thought George was your bitch(Child 2 deleted a message)
Child 1:
TUBBO
WHAT THE FUCKChild 2:
EggChild 1:
NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN WTFDadza:
Oh nooooDreamy:
I just realized Techno might be angi when he checks this groupSapnap:
Then you can calm him downGeorge:
You are his bitchDreamy:
WHHHHHAAAAAAAATTSkeppy:
Dream is definitely the bottomBad:
LANGUAGEGeorge:
Yessir he is ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Dreamy:
Says both of youSapnap:
I mean
Obviously
George and Skeppy are both true bottoms :)Bad:
:I why do I still try ('。_。`)Wilbur:
Poor Bad
Anyway
Back to the topic of bottomsDreamy:
Good to know you're on my side too :/Wilbur:
I agree with everyone's wordsDadza:
I too agreeChild 1:
If Dadza says it's true, it's gotta be trueChild 2:
RipSkeppy:
Tip georges adfjileDreamy:
I don't
What
..
Bad, translateBad:
:I bad GeppySkeppy:
:OSapnap:
YEEEAAAH PUNISH HIM BADYou:
.....
What
The absolute
Fuck
Did I just read?
AND WHY ARE YOU ALL STILL UP?Dreamy:
Uhhhhh
Don't
DON'T WORRY TECHNOWilbur:
Don't worry about a thing dear brother :)
Also
I forgot to mention
Father, the children, and I are taking you out tomorrow
Or later I should sayYou:
But why
I like it here
At home
In the peace and quietDadza:
It'll be fuuuuuunnnChild 1:
Also the last time you'll be out thereYou:
...
What?
What do you mean?Child 2:
YOU IDIOT
WHAT THE HELL TOMMYSkeppy:
Last part of the plan failsWilbur:
Welp
Rip to the plans
Read 4:04 AM~~
Yo yo yooooo
Sorry for the delay :)
I got busy with New Years n shii
Anywayzzz hope you enjoyed this crack chapter! Love chuuuuus!
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Maybe A Lucky Number
FanfictionTechno wasn't social, so when he got a text from an unknown number, he didn't know what to do. That was, until Wilbur took maters into his own hands.