Eighteen

Tw: stalking

***“I think I’m falling”***

***“I know”***

I woke up after what felt like seconds, but it had been hours. Wilbur was carrying me through the aisle, and he didn’t seem to notice me awake, so I lay encased in his arms until we were in a car.

I groggily checked my phone before I fell asleep again.

***Unknown***

***I see you***

“is this any of you?” I shoved my phone in the air to see a concerned Wilbur.

“its not me. Don’t you have everybody’s number in your phone already?”

“yeah I do” Wilbur snatched the phone from my hands, and I watched as he reported and blocked the number.

“tell me if you get any more texts ok?” he reassured me.

“got it dadbur” I mumbled before falling into a deep slumber.

I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes, it was obviously the next morning, I stepped out of the foreign bed, not knowing where I was, I wandered down a creaky stairway. I studied my surrounding and noticed most of the walls and floor were made of an old type of wood. Lots of the rugs were dusty, and almost every floor board squeaked with a single touch.

“hello?” I whispered as I turned the corner.

“what’s popping” Wilbur said in his signature tone.

“where are we? I shivered as I walked into a cozy living room. This place was cold.

“in a forest” I looked out the window to see nothing but long fir trees, and a slight snow on the ground. Tommy and Toby were outside, sticking there tongues out to see who would get a snowflake to land on them.

“yes. I see that, but where exactly is this forest?” I wandered over to the fireplace.

“somewhere near Ottawa, Canada”

“Isn’t Ottawa a big city?”

“when I mean near, I mean more like the closest city.” Wilbur sat in a patchy sofa.

“how close?” I integrated.

“mm let’s just say to get to the heart of Ottawa, it’d take us a couple hours”

“who chose this place” I questioned more.

“I did actually”

“really! That’s adorable, cabinbur?” I grinned as I sat down next to him, just then, Niki had made her way downstairs.

“so we really are in the middle of nowhere” i waved to Niki as she walked through to the kitchen.

“yes indeed” Wilbur finished, the boys had come in, and their faces were red from the bitter cold. Tommy had taken one of Wilbur’s beanies, and the hair not covered was speckled with snow flurries. It was adorable.

***a/n: everyone say it with me:***

***beanieinnit beanieinnit beanieinnit beanieinnit beanieinnit beanieinnit beanieinnit beanieinnit***

Tommy pulled off his jacket and jumped over the couch, when he landed, he had nudged me, so I proceeded to nudge him back, and he nudged me back but harder. We continued to play the nudging game until we were practically body slamming each other. But we were abruptly stopped to hear a thumping coming down the stairs. I looked around the corner to see Quackity faceplanted at the bottom of the steep staircase. I heard a muffled “ow” come from him before we all burst into laughter.

“ARE YOU GODDAM KIDDING ME?” he yelled in between laughter.

“I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”

“what is he talking about?” I asked

“last night, when we arrived, he—fell up the stairs” Wilbur burst out laughing again.

“UP THE STAIRS ?! ALEX ARE YOU GOOD?” I patted him on the back.

“no. I am not” he began to fake sniffle.

“aww you wanna hug?” I pouted along.

“no Ew you have cooties” he walked away, and I sat there shocked for a minute before Tubbo came over to me.

“I’ll have a hug Ollie” he held out his arms.

“yes thank you Toby, AT LEAST SOMEONE APRECIATES ME” I yelled over my shoulder.

Eventually, the rest of the crew woke up and we ate a small breakfast, for the most part we just hung out. Schlatt sent me a text near lunch time,

Yo

Whats popping

                                                                                                                                                               Nothing hbu

bored

Hows the boyf

                                                                                                                                               Not my “boyf” yet

Do you want him to be?

                                                                                                                                                               Yes

Then don’t be a dumbass and ask him out

                                                                                                                                                                               Well you see….

                                                                                                                                                                               I’m scared

                                                                                                                                               That he’ll say no or something

HE WONT

TRUST ME

TRUST IN YOUR PRESIDENT

                                                                                                                               you died of a heart attack stop talking

Soooo

Hows your love life going Schlatt?

Oh I’m getting the ladies

                                                                                                                                                                                               Really?

      Are we being honest here?

No

                                                                                                                                                               BAHBA OK SPILL

Can I trust you?

                                                                                                                                                                               Of course

                                                                                                                                                               You’re my brutha

Homie

My g

I like your cut

Ok.

So I wanna ask this girl out right

                                                                                                                                                                                               ‘Ight

I just don’t exactly know if she likes me that way

                                                                                                                                               And how do you know this?

I constantly make fun of her and she hates me :D

                                                                                                                                                                                               Oh?

I think I have a hunch on who this might be

Matchmaker ollie is in the house

Ok.

How does one ask her out?

Well if I know her like you do, maybe just tell her how you feel? Like she is a pretty straight forward girl, and I’m prettyyyy sureeee she likes you back

You sure you know who I’m talking about?

Oh yes I am :)

You mean…

Minx?

Becca?

The one and only?

Quadrillionth love or host contestant?

Walked on a  broken foot for a week?

Might lose her toe bc of it

Yes ik who you’re talking about Schlatt

And istg

If you don’t confess to her

You will lose her

Bc she a bad b 💅

Thank you.

                                                                                                                                                                               Anytime <3