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A few weeks go by. Y/n's relationships with Tommy and Wilbur go back to the way they were, she gains a decently large following on Twitter, Ranboo comes to visit the UK, and the child finally moves out of her house.

It was quiet without Tommy there; Y/n quickly finds herself missing his annoying comments. But even so, she was glad that he had finally found an apartment of his own. Ranboo and Tubbo were currently bunking with him while they filmed their vlogs.

Even though Y/n knew that things were improving, she still had a sinking feeling that she was forgetting something important that she should be worrying about. Constant fatigue and chest pain were always something she felt when she was stressed, at least that's what her mother had always told her they meant.

She did her best to take breaks and do whatever self-care she needed, but nothing seemed to really work. And no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure out what she was missing.

So whenever other distractions came up, Y/n happily embraced them. Including Tommy's vlogs.

Even the randomly outrageous ones.

"Tommy why do you think this is a good idea?" She remarks while he's being hooked up to the polygraph.

"Oh I don't," He admits with a shrug. "But also it's content, so you know..."

"And think of the opportunity that's been handed to us, Y/n," Jack adds with a grin. "We can ask whatever we want and know if he's lying,"

"Alright, he's ready," The technician concludes. "We'll run a few control questions just to get a baseline reading, then we can start,"

Y/n goes over to the couch and sits in between Ranboo and Wilbur. Tubbo is sitting on one end, and Jack is on the other.

"Okay. Is the sky blue?" The technician starts off in monotone once he's settled at his computer.

"What kind of question is that? Of course it is," Tommy replies.

"Good. That's true. Who's the current prime minister?"

After a few more questions, the technician gives them the okay to start the questions for the video. Ranboo happily goes first.

"Have you ever given someone bad youtube advice on purpose?"

Tommy hesitates before replying "No,"

The technician gives a thumbs up to signal the truth.

Wilbur goes next. "Have you ever apologized on stream and not meant it?"

"No..."

"Fail," The technician says almost immediately.

Y/n shoots Tommy a look that can only be defined as sisterly disappointment while the boys beside her burst out laughing.

She goes up to him.

"Heyyyy Y/n," He laughs nervously. "My favorite sibling that isn't my sibling...how are you doing?"

Y/n just give him a death stare, causing him to fall uncomfortably silent for a moment.

"Okay," She finally says. "When I was babysitting you, did you go behind my back to your parents to complain about me?"

There's an awkward pause before a small, "No..."

Thumbs down from the technician.

"I knew it!" Y/n blurts out, already returning to the couch.

"I was 8 years old!" Tommy tries to defend himself.

"My turn! My turn!" Jack quickly goes to the boy next. "Alright, Tommy, do you like that Y/n and Wilbur are dating each other?"

"No," The abrupt answer makes Y/n visibly stiffen, Wilbur too. But she feels relieved when the technician gives a thumbs down to confirm the lie. "Guys I was joking I promise,"

"Yeah you better be," Wilbur retorts with a grin. "Otherwise, I know where you live,"

"Well that's not terrifying at all..."

"Are you in a chair?" The technician adds, probably wanting another baseline reading.

"Yes, obviously," Tommy responds.

Tubbo continues on. "How would you describe your sexuality?"

"Gay," He answers with apparent sarcasm.

"Truth," Thumbs up from the technician, causing everyone to turn into a mixture of shock and confused laughter.

"Tommy?!" Y/n shouts.

"Wait- No no no I'm straight-! Wait am I?" Tommy becomes just as confused as everyone else. "Oh my god I don't know-"

Eventually it's followed up by Wilbur asking; "Excluding Y/n, if one of us turned into a woman, would you be romantically attracted to us?"

"Yes. Ranboo, obviously-"

He's interrupted by a thumbs down from the technician.

"Tommy we get it, you like men!" Y/n teases him as Ranboo quickly runs out of the camera frame in fear.

"I don't like men!" He objects.

"No, no he definitely likes his men," Wilbur laughs.

"I don't-!"

-

"Tommy, we'll accept you whatever your sexuality is," Y/n tells him after the filming has wrapped up.

"Y/n you know I have many wives, I am very straight,"

"I'm just saying,"

Tommy punches her lightly in the arm before going over to Ranboo, Jack, and Tubbo.

"We shouldn't even let him upload that footage," Wilbur comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her shoulders from behind. "It's prime blackmail material,"

"There's still time to steal the footage, you know?" She laughs softly.

"Or...we could ditch them and go home,"

"Awww are you tired?" Y/n teases.

Wilbur chuckles and rests his chin on her shoulder.

"Ew they're flirting!" Ranboo calls.

"Get a room!" Tubbo adds with a snicker.

"I'll beat your ass child!" Y/n shoots back, laughing.

"Y/n contain your murderous rage until we have less witnesses," Wilbur tightens his grip around her as if to hold her back...you know, just in case.

"I'll fight you any day!" Jack huffs proudly before quickly adding. "Actually no I won't..."

"Good decision," She grabs one of Wilbur's hands before beginning to pull him towards the exit. "You live another day, Manifold!"

"Where are you guys going?" Tommy calls after them.

"I'm hungry," Wilbur replies matter-o-factually.

"You're getting food?! I wanna come!" Tubbo tries to run after them, but Tommy grabs him and holds him back.

"No, we don't need them, Tubbo. We're gonna go get our own food," The blonde argues.

"We're still meeting up with Gogy tomorrow right?" Y/n asks before they're out the door.

"Yep! We're gonna show Ranboo around!" Tubbo chimes in.

"We'll see you there," She waves at them before dragging Wilbur out the door. "So, where do you want to eat?"

-

Y/n blankly stares down at her food, poking at the takeout with her chopsticks. She had convinced herself that she was trying to find the motivation to eat, but in reality she just couldn't find her appetite anymore. What she really wanted was an excuse to leave the table and go to bed.

"Hey, N/n, are you okay...?" Wilbur asks softly.

"Yeah, I'm okay..." Y/n gives him a small smile. "Just tired,"

He gives her a worried look before reaching across the table to press his hand against her forehead.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I don't have a fever again do it? I really don't want to get sick again..." She gently swats his hand away. "I feel fine, really, I'm just ready to go to bed,"

"Are you sure?" Wilbur frets. "Do you want me to get you a Tylenol or anything?"

"I have a headache, Wil. I'm not paralyzed," Y/n lets out a small laugh.

"Okay okay, sorry..." He leans back in his seat again.

Y/n folds her arms down on the table to rest her head on them, then flashes him a small smile. "It's fine. You're cute when you're worried,"

Wilbur just rolls his eyes in amusement. He reaches across the table again, this time to hold her hand. "I worry about you because I love you, you know?"

"I know, and I love your too,"

After a few more minutes of conversation, they discard the empty takeout boxes and put the rest in the fridge. It wasn't too late yet, but Y/n can feel herself nodding off. She really did hope that she wasn't getting sick again, though she was beginning to think that she was.

"Hey," Wilbur comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist as she's trying to reorganize the counter. "Let me do that,"

"Wil you're my guest-"

"That doesn't mean I can't help you clean up,"

Y/n finally gives a reluctant nod. "Okay...thank you..."

"I'll check on you in a bit," He chuckles softly.

She places a small kiss on his cheek before going to her room. It doesn't take her too long to get changed, but everything felt foggy either way, so it didn't really matter.

Y/n curls up under the covers of bed, grimacing as the stabbing chest pain momentarily returns. Thankfully it's gone quickly.

She pulls the blanket up closer until it's hiding the lower half of her face, her eyes squeezing shut. Soon enough her body relaxes back into comfort once the pain fades out.

A few minutes later, Wilbur slides into bed beside her.

"Are you awake...?" He whispers

"Mhm..." She wraps her arms around his torso and snuggles up to him. "Are you staying...?"

"If you want me to,"

"Yeah..." Y/n replies drowsily. "Also...I'm not letting go now..."

She hears him let out a soft laugh. "Goodnight then,"

"'Night..."

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qotd:

I am slowly planning out a pirate au! What are some headcanons you guys have?

or if you don't want to answer that one...

What's your favorite genre of television/movies