"we'll get you one tomorrow" Clay sat on the couch. Just after that, a knock was heard at the door,
a/n: guys I literally can't imagine officer banks without him being hotch help-
"Are you Molly?"
"call me Ollie" I shook his hand; he gave a warm smile.
"Ok Ollie, I'm going to need to ask you some questions, would you prefer to go in private or stay?"
"I'd rather stay here" I muttered, instantly searching for Tommy's hand. Officer banks led the group to the couch,
"first question, did anyone hurt you physically?" I racked my brain for anything, that entire day had been a blur, but I remembered big details most of all,
"no" I answered, and some of my friends untensed.
"How many people were at the house?"
"Jeremy, Parker, Gene, Sarah, and Sean, and Me, so 6" Banks wrote something down on the notepad,
"was there a set leader of this—mission?"
"Jeremy" his creepy smile flashed through my head. "that's going to be all for today, but I think its best you get some rest" Banks smiled, as we got up.
"alright" I sighed shakily.
"uh—I have a question" I said as he went for the door, he turned around and nodded.
"um—my parents?" I twiddled my thumbs,
"Im sorry Ollie, we're still looking for them" he gave me and empathetic smile before closing the front door behind him.
"I expected that" I muttered.
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Ollieinnit4ever | @Ollieinnit Ok at first it was sort of a joke- but still nothing
↳ Fundy | @FundyLive Same with Will, I'll try everyone else
↳ Karl :) | @karljacobs_ Im sure they're fine guysssss
↳ Weston koury | @Wes10 You got something to tell us karl?
↳ Karl :) | @karljacobs_ No I just thought they might be enjoying themselves with friends :D
↳ 5up | @5uppps Alrighty 🤨
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The next couple hours were spent just talking about random things, we went from the different ways to hold a mug to Schlatt going on about the triangle shirtwaist factory. These types of conversations would go on forever.
"they were mostly fourteen-year-old girls y'know" Schlatt pointed out,
"oh so they were all of Alex's simps?" I laughed, and Alex put his head in his hands.
It was now around 5 'clock, I didn't know the entire day had gone by until Tommy pointed it out.
"guys—we should have dinner tonight" Alex widened his eyes excitedly,
"yes, let's make something— a celebratory dinner of sorts" Techno suggested, and we all cheered.
"can we make garlic parmesan pasta?" I pleaded,
"of course" Wilbur nodded excitedly; Niki took out her phone to look at recipes.
"okay everyone has to help" she giggled, and we all took off to the kitchen.
"pasta" Tubbo said as he threw the container of penne towards me.
"Ranboo I think we should put the bag of spaghetti in this time" I exclaimed,
"yes, we are totally going to put the bag of spaghetti in" he nodded aggressively, his hair bouncing as he did so.
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OllieInnit4ever | @Ollieinnit Updates? Ship accounts where are you?
↳ Fundy | @FundyLive Im not a ship account but I might as well be with my obsession of Ollieinnit 😔
↳ 5up | @5uppps Are you a FUP shipper? 🥺🥺🥺
↳ Fundy | @FundyLive Ok.
DNF <3 | @DreamNotFound Uh guys this is getting high key scary—the bits over—please #mystreamerismissing
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(Translations in the comments)
"mi mamá te escupiría si se enterara de cómo están ustedes en la cocina" Alex spewed Spanish as we tried to make pasta.
"¿Por qué me escupiría tu mamá?" Iris responded, everyone except Ranboo froze at her fluency.
"Iris hablas español?" Niki stopped cutting up the garlic,
"Aprendí en la escuela secundaria, una de las únicas cosas en las que sobresalí" Iris chuckled, the rest of the group sat in shock.
"Acabo de notar cuántas de nosotras hablamos español" Schlatt laughed.
"Nosotras somos la elite" Quackity continued.
"um—no hablo—espanol" I winced,
"It's ok Ollie, we'll teach you someday" Niki giggled.
"ok!"
Soon, the pasta was finished, and with Niki's help, we did pretty good. As we all finished, we went back to our unusual conversations.
"the best block is clay, you can't tell me otherwise" Dream crossed his arms,
"you egotistical bastard—what can you even do with clay? Make a flower pot?" I sneered.
"I like the grass block" Ranboo popped in,
"THAT'S BECASE YOU HAVE THE SILK TOUCH HANDS" Tubbo gestured.
"you are all stupid—the best block is cobblestone, ITS EASLILY ACCESSABLE AND YOU CAN MAKE TOWERS WITH IT" Tommy argued,
"wait—wait—this is sort of off topic—" Wilbur held out his hands to stop the argument,
"y'know I have a pack of joints in my suitcase"
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