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TW :: CURSING, YELLING
" SOMETIMES ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU, LATE NIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNE! "
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1ST PERSON POV
I typed quickly on my laptop, taking a few glances out of the car window. I was messaging Tommy, letting him know me and Phil would be there soon.
We were going to Tubbo's place for some vlogs and streams, since we'd be there for about 2 weeks. I leaned my head back, Phil looking in the mirror and grinning at me.
I stuck my tongue out at him, making me laugh.
My eyes widened with mischief as I got an idea, pulling out my phone and beginning to record as I took Phil's phone on the aux, beginning to play Roadtrip on full blast.
He groaned extremely loud for the camera, turning it to me and screaming the lyrics as we continued to drive.
"NOW THAT INTERSTATEEE IS PAAAVEEDDD WITH MEEEMOOORIESSSS!!"
We laughed, stopping the recording and turning down the music. Although we did leave roadtrip on for the duration of the drive.
I sent the video to Tommy, his response being obviously excited. Sometimes I feel like Tommy's younger sibling, or something.
Phil stopped the car, parking. I looked up from my phone, beginning to put my things in my bag as he got his own things.
I slung my recording bag over my shoulder, fixing the raccoon ears I put on it just for funsies.
Phil smiled and nodded towards the house. I ran up to the door, not even getting two knocks in as the door swung open and I was greeted by Tommy, grabbing me up in a hug. I laughed, hugging him back.
Phil walked past us both to talk to his mom, making him let go of me and drag me upstairs.
"Me and Toby have been waiting for, like, forever for you to come back!"
He was most definitely over exaggerating, hearing Tubbo upstairs already at it on call. Last time I visited, it basically ended with Tubbo falling off of his surfboard on one of the vlogs.
"So we gonna stream today or what?"
The blonde vigorously nodded, grinning happily as we arrived in Tubbo's room. He was already streaming. Tommy stopped me at the door, first walking over to Tubbo.
He had the most stupid grin in his face, since I wasn't in view of Tubbo. The brunette looked at him, confused.
"Are they here yet? Stream are they here yet??"
He turned to Tommy, then the camera.
"Noo, but we DID get a package.."
Tommy ran over, literally putting me in a box. He dragged it over, since it was fucking huge a lot of the chat assumed it was a new gaming chair.
Tubbo walked over, utterly confused since he obviously hadn't ordered any packages.
I could feel Tommy smacking the top of the box a few times, making me grin as I poked out the two foam raccoon ears on my bag out of the flaps of the box.
Tubbo screamed, jumping back as Chat went crazy, already knowing it was me. I jumped out of the box, yelling out a "BOO!" as Tommy cackled, falling onto the couch as we all laughed even harder.
I climbed out, running up to the camera.
"HI CHAT HOW ARE WE TODAY???"
I grinned, turning to Tubbo and hugging him. He eyed the camera, hugging me back with a small smile. I think I scared the shit out of him.
"CHAT WHAT DO YOU THINK OF OUT PACKAGE?? HMMM?"
Tommy barked, tilting his head to the side as he questioned the stream.
"Chat you sound awfully silly right now-"
I chuckled, reading some messages in chat.
"Whichever one of you just told me to get back in the box, im not gonna do it just out of spite. I was gonna hide in the box again but look what you did!"
I dramatically whined, putting a hand on my forehead. Tommy pushed me out of the way and onto the couch gently as I pretended to die on the floor. The usual, yknow.
Tubbo stood over me, crouching over and over again as Tommy hesitated and laughed.
"ARE YOU T-BAGGING {Y/N}??? DON'T T-BAG {Y/N} TUBBS!"
He screeched, running over and picking Tubbo up and throwing him as I laughed, scrambling back up.
"Chat did you enjoy me dying? hmmm?"
I skimmed over chat, one of them making me just stare for a minute. I stared directly into the camera.
"Whichever one of you said that was my canon death, im going to sob and cry like a little baby."
Tommy tsk'ed loudly in the background, hands on his hips. I turned around and cackled at the sight of him with some stupid looking sunglasses on, strutting over to the monitor.
"So so disrespectful, all of you!"
"..What have I walked in on??"
All three of us turned to Philza in the doorway, one of his brows raised. Tommy dragged him into frame.
"CHAT SAY HELLO TO CROW FATHER! OR ELSE!"
Tommy and Tubbo smiled at the camera as me and Phil looked at eachother, laughing. We watched as chat blew up with "Hello's", along with Wilbur joining the stream in chat.
He was apparently whining about how he wouldn't be there until tomorrow, Tommy hopping on Tubbo's second monitor and calling him up.
He quickly answered, us sharing the streaming screen for chat so they could see us and Wilbur.
He had his mouth on his mic, mumbling with autotune about how Phil left him for us.
"Phiiiiill how dare you abandon your sonnnn."
"Wil im literally right here!"
Me and Phil snorted at the fact that I quite literally was his adopted child.
"No I didn't mean it like that {Y/n}!"
He yelped, hitting his head on his mic and yelping even louder. Tommy and Tubbo burst into laughter at the fact that he fucking smacked himself, making me laugh too.
Phil was shaking his head like a disappointed father, chuckling as he walked back out.
"BYE DAD!!"
Wilbur yelled from behind the screen, me Tubbo and Tommy joining in with different varieties of "GOODBYE FATHER!!"
I slid a hand over my face, laughing.
Man, these guys were idiots.
But in the good way.
(1057 words)
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