Stray Static

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TW: seziere
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Technoblade POV:

I grabbed my coat and we started walking, Wilbur was on my left, Phil on my right. I was in the middle.

We kept walking, me and Phil mostly talking, Wilbur had a few times where his head would twitch a bit. And he seemed colder then Phil and I, but I didn't think much of it.

Then out of absolutely fucking no where, he dropped to the floor. I turned around and ran to him.

Was- was he having a seizure? It would appear so. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, he couldn't even speak.

"Does anyone have a phone on them?" I shook my head. "I think Quackity and Schlatt live close by, Techno could you go get one of them?" Was he insane? No amount of Wilbur being in pain would get one of them to help him in need. "They won't help."

"If they have even the slightest bit of humanity they'll help." I ram to their house and knocked on the door.

"IN A MOMENT!" I heard Schlatt yell from inside.

"I NEED YOUR HELP. PLEASE?" I screamed back, hoping someone would answer, and someone did.

Quackity opened the door. "Oh thank god Quackity! We need help, Wilburs having a seziere and non of us have phones on us." I said in a panic. Quackity looked over to Schlatt. "Seems pretty suspicious that non of you have phones on you." Schlatt said with coldness in his voice.

"Please Schlatt, have some humanity for once." I said.

"I'm trying, but not for your shitty excuse of a brother i won't."

"Fine. Quackity?" He nodded and grabbed his phone and walked with me. Schlatt went with us to make sure it wasn't some sort of trick.

Quackity called 911 and they arrived in no time. They drove him, me and Phil to the hospital.

Apparently after the seizure he had passed out. So he might be fine. They didn't know for sure. I sighed and asked if I could see him, they said yes and I walked into the room. I could've sworn I saw something in the corner of my eye leaning over Wilbur.

But nothing. I sat next to Wilbur.

25 minutes went by and he slowly opened his eyes. "W-where-" I held his hand. "It's ok, I'm here." I said, smiling that he wasn't dead.

"What happened.?"

"You had a seizure and passed out."

"Oh."

"Mhm." I hugged him. Thank god he's ok. But then he started holding the back of his head. "Fuck. Not again."

I raised an eyebow. "What?"

"I had a headache, worse then a migraine. It's back. And worse then last time. And I feel like I'm about to pass out from the pain." I let go of him. "Would you like some Advil?"

"That makes it worse."

Great. Wonderful. Tears started streaming down his face. God he's in pain. I hugged him again, sitting beside him. "It hurts so badly." He said between sobs. This was going to be a ride. But no where near a fun one.
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