Tw underage smoking, mentions of drug use, mention of suicide attempt, mention of offering drugs to a minor, mentions of past abuse
(I love writing about traumatized minors)
Wilbur's pov
I walk towards the duo sitting under the tree. When I reach them I sit next to Quackity.
"Wilbur!" Niki exclaims happily. She gets up and hugs me then sits down in her original spot. Her eyes drop to the lighter than I'm fiddling with. "How many?" She asks.
"What?" I look at her confused.
"You know what I mean, how many today?"
I look at her very confused. Quackity notices my confusion and whispers, "She's talking about cigarettes. Remember she used to do this constantly to monitor your smoking."
"Oh, um I think four or five, not too many," I tell Niki
"Okay, not the best considering we're only halfway through the day, how many in the past week?"
"Oh um," I pull my pack out of my pocket to check, "Uhh 36, 37, 38... 38!" (I counted so that's the actual number. I think..)
"Wilbur! That's almost 2 packs in a week! Alright, hand them over." She put out her hand, waiting for me to put them in her hand.
"What! No don't make me, Niki come on! I'm not a little kid! I can handle myself!" I whine.
"Well, obviously you can't now hand them over."
I mutter something unintelligible and hand her the almost-empty pack of cigarettes. "Thank you," she turns to Quackity, "how many did he buy from you last time?" she asks.
"Hey don't bring me into this!" She doesn't say anything and just stares at him smiling. I look into his eyes silently pleading not to tell her, knowing what would happen if he did. "Will, I'm sorry," he quickly whispers, "he bought five last time." He quickly tells her.
"Traitor!" I whisper-yell.
Niki turns to me, "I expect three more packs in my hand tomorrow at school, Will."
"But whyyyy."
"Wilbur, if I don't see three more packs in my hand, unopened, tomorrow, I will show up at your house and get them myself."
"Okay..." I say sadly. I sniff and wipe a fake tear from my face.
"You're so dramatic." she laughed, "Anyways, what have you guys been up to?"
"I've been hanging out with Schlatt a lot. I'm surprised I got here without him." Quackity tells us.
Niki starts talking about her Spanish lessons and how she's getting better. Q lays his head on my shoulder and I start playing with his hair.
Time skip brought to you by my lack of planning
"Niki please!" I whined. "Just one! I won't ask for any more! I promise!"
"No Wilbur! No means no!"
I looked at her with my best puppy eyes but she just looked away and told me no. "I just want one! That's all! Only two are in the pack; they're gonna fall out and get lost!" I pouted and tried to convince Niki to give me at least one cigarette.
"That's the point! There would be more in there if your smoking hadn't gotten bad again! How'd it even get so bad again? I wasn't gone for that long!" She was scolding me.
"Bu-" I was cut off by Q.
"You know she isn't gonna budge so stop trying man." I looked down to my lap, where Q was currently lying his head.
"C'mon man, you're supposed to be on my side! You're my husband! We've been married since year 3!"
We all go quiet for a second then burst out laughing. "HAHAHA remember the wedding? That shit was so funny!" Quackity laughs.
"Oh yeah! Remember when we made flower crowns and paper rings for the 'ceremony'?"
"And when we told people the better gifts they give us the better the friend they would be and someone brought apple slices as gifts."
"I remember happily munching on those during snack time."
Another time skip brought to you by Cheyenne and Tallulah
"I just want one for the trip home!" I pleaded.
No way Willbur! Goodbye, I'll see you at school!" And with that, she walked away with a smile on her face.
I pouted and looked at Quackity. He sighed and pulled out his cigarettes. He took one out and handed it to me. My eyes lit up and I took it from him.
I tackled him into a hug, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
"No problem, just don't tell Niki. And don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" I asked, confused.
"You know what, never mind just go home."
"Okay! See you tomorrow at school!" I pulled away from the hug and began my walk home. I lit my cigarette and took a drag from it, while I walked.
When I got home I realised that I smelled like smoke and that Phil would probably want to talk to me. So I pulled my phone out and texted Tommy
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Sunshine
Hey Tommy I need ur help
With whag
I need u 2 distract Phil
Why?
I smell like smoke🧍
Okay I'm downstairs now
Tysm!
Np
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I quietly opened the door and saw Phil sitting on the couch and talking to Tommy. He wasn't facing me so I quickly and quietly made it upstairs and to my room.
When I got to my room I texted Tommy that I made it upstairs and to my room so he didn't have to talk to him anymore.
I walked over to my bedside table, took out my sprayed deodorant, and on myself. I heard fast and heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and for a second I remembered the past houses where I'd heard the same thing and ended up hurt. I freeze when I hear a knock at the door.
"Can I come in? It's me, Tommy." He says when I'm quiet for a bit too long.
My shoulders lower. "Oh, uh yeah." He walks in and flops onto my bed. I laugh at him and say, "Was it that bad talking to Phil? He's your dad!" That meant nothing blood didn't mean family, I knew that, but Tommy always seemed to like Phil.
"I don't talk to him, I talk at him. He doesn't pay attention, he just tunes me out. And Techno just tells me to shut up or just flat-out ignores me!" I sit down next to him.
"Oh. Well, I'm sorry about that." I ruffle his hair and give him a soft smile, even though he can't see it since his head is buried in my bed.
(this is all brotherly love please don't ship them, thx <3)
He picks his head up when I remove my hand from his head. He takes my hand and places it back on his head. "It's not your fault, don't apologize."
I chuckle at his actions and play with his hair. I moved around to sit against the headboard, pulled him onto the bed, and laid his head on my lap. I continued to play with his hair as he continued to talk, "It wasn't always like this, with them ignoring me and stuff."
"What do you mean?" I ask softly.
"We look like a happy family. Dad likes to act like we're so happy. Whether someone's here or not. A couple of years after we adopted Techo, Mom died and both Phil and Techno got distant."
"Techno got into drugs and Phil hardly left his room. When Phil started to accept Mom's death he started acting like a father again."
"But it was never the same, he started to not listen to me when I talked, and for a long time he just ignored Techno's drug use."
"He literally walked into the living room while Tech was doing cocaine! And he ignored it! Like what the fuck!"
"But don't ask him about it because he'll deny it. That's all he does, deny, deny, deny. I only know because I was there. I was sitting on the couch playing on my ds that mom got me before she died."
"He tried to offer me some but I just looked at him like he was crazy and went back to my game."
"I think the only reason he got Techno help is because Techno almost overdosed on drugs."
I listened to his rant and just continued playing with his golden hair. "It's okay sunshine, it'll get better," I tell him softly
"Promise me you won't leave me." I notice the tears on his cheeks and gently wipe them off.
"I promise. No matter what, I won't leave you."
"Thank you." He said quietly then drifted off to sleep.
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