[10/21/21]

sorry for the lack of posts, I've had some writer's block :/

but anyway, back to the story!

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"Are sure you're feeling okay?"

Y/n laughs softly at his concern. "I'm feeling fine, Wilbur, don't worry about me,"

"Okay, okay," Wilbur chuckles. "I'm just making sure,"

"Ready to go?"

"Yep,"

She joins the Minecraft server with the IP address that he had sent her. Simultaneously, Wilbur goes live on Twitch.

It's been a few days since her stomach flu. Now that she was feeling herself again, Wilbur had offered for her to play Minecraft with him on stream.

"Okay, I'm muted on stream right now," He says after a moment. "I'm gonna wait for everyone to join-"

"Wilbur I'm building a house!"

"What- Y/n t-the challenge hasn't started and you aren't even participating," Wilbur stammers a little. "I'm not even on the server- what are you doing over there?"

"Don't worry about it," Y/n giggles as she continues building a small house about 30 blocks above the ground. "Just start your stream, don't worry about me,"

"Hmmmm...okay," He says suspiciously. "I'm unmuting myself to do the intro,"

"Okie dokie, I'll wait for my perfect entrance,"

Wilbur talks to his chat for a few minutes. He reads out subscribers, donos, and overall just talking with the viewers in general.

"Alright guys so before I open up the server for you all to join, I'm gonna join to show you what you need to be prepared for,"

As he finishes, there's a message in the chat saying that he's joined the game. Y/n peeks out the front door of her sky house, which was just a simple wooden box with a door and windows.

"Hello...?" Wilbur asks tentatively after a small silence.

Y/n turns an echo effect on for her microphone before replying. "Wilburrrrrr!"

"Where are you?" His character looks around before spotting her sky house. "Oh- wait why are you up there?"

"Welcome to my home," She turns the echo off.

"Your house is going to get destroyed when everyone joins," Wilbur chuckles.

"I'm going to ban anyone who tries to destroy my house," Y/n responds darkly. "Anyway! Come inside!"

Wilbur's characters flies up and enters her house, which was just 4 wood walls with a door and a bed.

"This is...a house," He seemed to try and look for a compliment before settling on the obvious.

"Thank you. I'm very proud of it,"

"Okay- Can we start the challenge now?"

"Yep. Open up the gates!"

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"Wilbur look they made a little shopping district!" Y/n chirps happily as she walks around the market the other players had made. "They're selling flowers and bread and stuff!"

"Are they selling happiness...?" Wilbur mutters in a monotone voice.

"Umm...no I don't think so," She replies as she secretly messages the player running the flower shop.

> You whisper to katkas29: can I sell flowers with you?

> katkas29 whispers to you: :0 yes!

Y/n smiles and, after crouching a few times to the other player, goes behind the counter in the shop with them.

Wilbur eventually goes into his own little world of streaming, mainly talking to himself and making comments about what was happening around him.

She stays quiet and contentedly sells flowers to people at the shop. A lot of people end up showing up since she was there, which makes her happy. Luckily PVP wasn't on yet so everything was going well.

"Y/n where are you?" Wilbur ends up asking after a while. "You're being awfully quiet,"

"I'm selling happiness with my new friends," She replies. "Come see!"

Soon after, his character lands in front of the flower shop.

"Aww you're selling flowers," Wilbur coos.

"Yep! Here have a sample," Y/n passes him a flower, which was literally named "happiness" thanks to an anvil. Her friend laughs when he reads it.

"Aw thank you," Wilbur then pauses for a moment. "Oh, Tommy's calling me,"

"Then add him to the call," She replies.

After a small pauses there's a ping in the background of the Discord call.

"WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!" Tommy yells immediately.

"Selling flowers," Y/n tells him calmly.

"Hi Tommy," Wilbur chuckles.

"Are you guys on some weird date or something?" The boy continues suspiciously.

"No, we're doing that tomorrow,"

Y/n laughs at the comment as Tommy begins to yell angrily at Wilbur. He had gone full-on protective sibling-mode at the suggestion. The viewers are going crazy, mostly teasing Tommy and calling Wilbur a simp, but other people are spamming ship-related things in the chat.

Tommy joins the server as he's still arguing with Wilbur, where he immediately begins to cause chaos among the other players.

"Tommyyyyy stop ruining my stream!" Wilbur whines.

"Y/n where are you?" Tommy asks.

"I'm selling happiness," Y/n tells him cheerily. "Want some?"

"No. I only need women in my life,"

"You're going to be a very sad boy if the only thing you want in life is women, Tommy,"

"I'm not a boy! I'm a man!"

"Tiny baby child boy," Y/n teases him.

"You stink," Tommy retorts.

"At least I don't stink like teenage boy,"

"Hey!"

"Okay, okay ladies break it up," Wilbur is obviously stifling his laughter.

"No Wilbur, the chat wants us to fight," Y/n laughs. "Look, they're spamming it,"

"I'll fight you right now!" Tommy blurts out.

"Bet!"

"Yeah!"

"Oh no..." Wilbur mumbles.

Y/n teleports to Tommy. "Diamond gear, one gapple, let's go,"

"If I win you have to donate subs to me!" He challenges.

"And what do I get if I win?"

"If you win uh- I'll order food delivery for you,"

"HELL YEAH LET'S GO I GOTTA WIN THIS!" Y/n shouts.

"Y/n you're going to get a noise complaint-" Wilbur laughs after banging his desk a couple of times.

"Oh-" Y/n quickly slaps a hand over her mouth. "Oops-"

-

Later that evening, Y/n spins around in her swivel chair with a box of takeout food in her lap and Spotify playing softly in the background. It's already been about 10 minutes since Wilbur's stream ended.

Free food never tasted so good

Y/n smiles, even more so when she hears her phone ringing. But her hopes are hurt slightly when she realizes that it isn't Wilbur, it was Tommy.

"Que quieres?" (*what do you want?)

"What the f*ck does that mean?" He answers.

"It's Spanish,"

"Okay Quackity,"

"What do you want, child?" She asks him, continuing to spin in her chair with her phone on speaker.

"Are you and Wilbur actually dating?" For a moment Y/n assumes he's joking, but she quickly realizes that it's a genuine question.

"Uh- no we're not," She responds.

Tommy hums a little, obviously not believing her words.

"What?"

"The why do you guys flirt so much?" He goes on.

"Cause it's funny," Y/n is glad that he can't see her reddened face at the thought of flirting with Wilbur on stream.

"It's gross,"

"Awww are you jealous that I'm paying more attention to him?" She teases.

"I don't want my sibling-figures dating each other, it's weird," Tommy huffs.

"We aren't dating though,"

"You act like you are..." He mutters.

"Don't worry, Toms, you'll always be my favorite," Y/n laughs.

"I better be," Tommy responds. "Okay bye,"

"Bye-" By the time she says the word he's always hung up on her.

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qotd:

what's your type? or if you don't have a type or just don't like dating people in general, what is your favorite color?

a/n: fictional men and captain puffy