(btw, don't @ me on the timelines because ik this stream happened recently and all of them meeting didn't, but i'm just doing my own. ALSO his hair wasn't in the middle part, sorry sorry.)

"What's the plan for today?" Cora asked, perched on Wilbur's counter while he cooked breakfast for the two. He set bacon on a plate beside her then continued to cook, not answering. She picked up the greasy food and shoved it in her mouth. "Sounds fun. You're a terrible cook by the way, the bacon's very.... burnt." Cora stated, placing another peice of bacon in her mouth.

He got in between her legs and put his hands behind her on the counter, closing the space between them and bit the other end of the bacon in her mouth and took it out, eating it himself.

"Well, that's hot."

Wilbur chuckled, removing himself from her and continued to make their eggs. "I have to stream today." Cora's face dropped for only a second, but she quickly recovered. "Alright, I'll stay out here while you do your thing, nerd."

Wilbur poured the finished eggs on both of their plates and brought them to the small kitchen table . "I wasn't going to exclude you. I was planning to do an improv thing with Tommy and Jack. Then after we would do a Q & A because the people wanna get to know you."

Cora smiled, flipping him off while stuffing her face with her breakfast. She nodded while Wilbur took little ketchup packets that looked stolen from a restaurant amd ripped them open, starting to pour them on his eggs.

Cora gasped, scraping her chair along the floor and pointing at him accusingly. "Wilbur no. I-I can't believe this. I would have rathered you call me a slur."

Wilbur mixed in the ketchup with no regrets and it fully broke Cora's heart. "I don't think I will ever look at you the same." He scrounged around his plate for the largest amount of bloodied eggs he could get and mocked her, placing it in his mouth and chewing. She pretended to gag and proceeded to leave the room.

"Yeah Wil, you have fun with your death eggs. I'm going to get ready for your dumbass stream."

Wilbur shook his head, amused and stuffed the rest of the egs in his mouth, quickly rushing after Cora. "What's wrong with ketchup and eggs." Wilbur asked as he walked through his bedroom door, seeing Cora drift through her clothes.

She found a cropped white longsleeved and baggy brown jeans. "Devil's food." Cora said, setting her clothes on the bed and began to strip. Wilbur widened his eyes and quickly turned around, covering his eyes as if he saw something illegal. "What are you doing?"

"Well, let's be real here. You're going to see me naked eventually. And I'm sexy as hell." He couldn't help but smile, keeping his hands over his eyes, just to be respectful.

"Okay done." Wilbur turned around and grinned at her outfit, it fit her well. She smiled back, hopping in his chair and waited for Wilbur to come do his thing. He pulled up zoom, typing a passcode in, causing a 'waiting for host' screen to pop up. The screen quickly morphed into a connecting screen and soon two familiar faces popped up.

Tommy and Jack Manifold were laughing about a joke one of them said. Cora had never met Jack, but she had seen him before in the many dream smp videos she had shamefully binge watched.

The two boys scrunched their faces together, looking at Cora with a confused look. "Who are you, woman, and what have you done with Wilbur?" Cora brought the headphone speaker up to her mouth and spoke loudly.

"Tomathy, you fucking child. Nice to meet you Jack." Tommy's jaw dropped while Jack smiled widely. "JENNIFER?" Cora nodded proudly, watching Wilbur pull up twitch and started his stream.

"You're pretty ugly you know that?" Tommy yelled loudly, staring into her soul. "Tommy. Oh Tommy. You look like you'd enter a community kickball tournament and get a participation trophy."

Tommy scrunched up his face, confused. "I don't even know what that means." Cora shrugged, not even knowing herself, but knowing it's some form of insult. "Yeah I was on the spot, you can't pressure me like that. And on national women's month, Tommy? Really?" Tommy opened his mouth to say something while Jack shook his head in disappointment.

"Alright we gotta bring the people in." Wilbur said, meaning he had to do his intro. Cora nodded, standing up, but was immediately pushed back down. "No, stay. I'm just gonna get another chair." Cora looked back at the screen then to his eyes. "Uh bark, I guess?" He shook his head playfully and started to go get one of his kitchen chairs.

When he came back, he pushed Cora's chair to ths side then sat next to her, as close as he could, unmuting his mic and changing his starting screen to us sitting there. "Hi everyone. How are you all?"

Chat's rolled in, asking what the hell was happening and why Cora was there at the streamer's house. Some people were shipping, some people were hating. It happened too quickly to catch Cora's eye.

Wilbur was reading off his new subs and donos while Cora zoned out, trying to catch the fast moving comments. "And this is Cora. She has already been on one of the streams and a guest star mentioned in my twitter." Cora gave a quick eyeroll, but continued looking through the chat.

"Today, Tommy, Jack, Cora, and I are going to do something mental, we are gonna go crazy. We are going to improv comedy. Yup, alright." Wilbur returned to the zoom call with them laughing again while he tried to fix everything.

"Ello chat, you know me. Of course you know me." Tommy stated, being cocky like always. "Everyone knows me." Jack stated as well, taking a long sip of his water.

"If I'm being honest, I think we're going to be alot funnier to ourselves than others." Wilbur said, pulling Cora closer and drawing mindless circles on her leg.

"I agree with that 100%. I've seen your guy's videos. Charlie really carry's everything with his puns."

Wilbur brought the hand that was tracing her leg to his chest, acting as if he was hurt by her statement while the Tommy screamed and Jack laughed. Cora quickly brought Wilbur's hand back to her leg and pat his face.

"Other than you, idiot."

He smiled down at her and returned to the guys. "Let's get started shall we? Okay so Jack, Cora, and I work at a pizza place and Tommy-"

Wilbur turned to Cora, now only speaking with her. "We learned that Tommy's good at playing like the Karen type of character because this one time-"

"Hey let's get started alright?" Wilbur shot his head back to the screen and continued his story for them.

"So Tommy, you come in because you're a 100% sure there are nuts in your pizza and you're allergic to nuts. Cora, you're the cashier dealing with him and Jack, you come in at anytime you please. You have to get me only when it's necessary." Wilbur peered at everyone for there response, seeing them nodding their heads.

"Alright, Tommy, go."

Tommy automatically glared at Cora, furrowing his eyesbrows. "Excuse me." Cora glared right back. "Yes, how are you?"

"The pizza's lumpy. Do you know what lumps mean?-"

"I'm not sure what you mean-"

"No no no no, don't interrupt me. The pizzas got lumps in and the lumps have got nuts."

"You're pizzas got lumps in it?"

Tommy slowly opened his mouth. "Yes."

"Sorry sir, we don't sell pizzas with these so called lumps. Could I maybe take a look at the pizza?"

"A-are you patronizing me?"

"No sir, I was just saying-"

"Don't mansplain things to me. Listen here. I have walked this earth for 37 years, so I think I would know what a nutty pizza was."

Wilbur burst out laughing beside Cora while Tommy went on about his lumpy pizza. Cora furrowed her eyebrows through the screen.

"Don't look at me like that. I can- I can tell the pizzas got lumps in it. What's your name, love?"

"It's Jen."

"Jen, Jennifer, Jen. What a lovely name. Listen Jen, I'm gonna try to speak in a language you can understand. This is a pizza, in it are lumps, hard with nuts. I didn't want a nutty pizza today because I'm allergic to nuts. Either you are trying to kill me or you've done the pizza wrong. Don't look at it or I'll find it patronizing."

"Sir, I'm sorry about the quality of the pizza, but if you don't show me the pizza, I can't give you a new one."

Tommy's eyebrows grew impossibly more furrowed. "Did you not here anything I just said?"

"Listen, I'm convinced the only 'nut' on your pizza is from your son."

"What did you just say to m-"

"You heard what I sa-"

"What's going on here. Jen go to the back now. Hi ma'am. What seems to be the problem today."

"I don't want to explain again."

"He has so called nuts in his pizza." Cora yelled. Tommy started yelling indescribable cuss words while Wilbur was laughing like crazy, banging on his desk.

"Alright, I'm just going to go get the manager." Jack said, signaling Wilbur to interrupt. "Hi, I'm the manager." Cora nudged Wilbur in the side. "good line." she whispered sarcastically. He ignored her and continued on with the scene.

The four only did improv for about an hour and a half then Tommy and Jack decided to hop off. "Bye bitch." Tommy said to Cora. "Bye Bye whore." Cora said and watched him disappear from the zoom.

"Alright it's Q&A time. We'll try to read the chat." The two got comfortable in their chairs, Cora's legs on Wilburs lap and him tracing the same circles onto her skin.

A robot voice chimed in. "Are you guys dating??" Cora looked at Wilbur, questioning that herself. She didn't know if they were dating or not. She remembers this was a huge question on the first stream she did with him, but now she's hesitant on what to say.

"No we're not, just really good friends."

Even though Cora knows that wasn't true, it hurt a tiny bit. Being friendzoned, even if it's fake, stings like hell. Wilbur saw her face drop and gave her a little wink to let her know and continued to read another question. It's not that Wilbur didn't want to tell anyone, it's that he doesn't want her to get hate, which he knows she will.

"Do you support the LGBTQ+ community?" Wilbur read. "Yes of course. I'm actually bi, so yea." Cora said which caused the chat to spam alot of love.

Another question echoed around the room. "Do you play any instruments. (not towards Wilbur, obviously.)" Wilbur peeked to Cora, wondering the same question. "Uh yea kind of. I recently started playing the guitar, but I only know one song. I'm not saying it though."

"Tell me."

"No"

"Yea"

"No"

"Yea"

"No, Idiot"

"YES"

"Jesus, it's your new boyfriend."

Wilbur's face brightened immediately as he teased her in the sides."SIMP SIMP." Cora swatted his hands away and scooted farther away from him."Shut the fuck up, Wil. I don't even know the full song."

Wilbur shot up from his chair and went into another room. Cora made weird eye contact at the camera and shrugged.

Wilbur came rushing back with his guitar, holding it by it's neck. "Alright we're gonna teach you." Wilbur said sitting down across from her and handed her the guitar. "Um alright then. You got a demanding kink?" Cora laughed, situating the guitar and strumming some of the strings.

"So what do you know?" Cora shrugged. "I only learned because you played guitar. So I'm self taught."

Wilbur's heart ached at her confession. He smiled huge and began to teach her all the basics while answering questions the chat asked, most of the time forgetting they were streaming.

a/n