Chapter 7: Why The Fuck Is There Spaghetti In My Soup

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steady sound of the hero's footsteps, content in the knowledge that he's safe.

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"Let me get this straight," Tubbo pinches the bridge of his nose, "You lost him?"

Ranboo shifts nervously on his feet, "It appears so yes."

Tubbo sighs, "Clementine is gone too?"

Ranboo nods.

"Okay, well he's probably fine then," Tubbo huffs, "Still need to find him though, the dick ran off knowing he was sick."

Ranboo nods again, "He didn't even drink my soup."

"Yeah about that," Tubbo stares at Ranboo in bewilderment, "Why was there spaghetti in it?"

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"Wil? Why do you have a child?" Phil questions upon Wilbur's entry.

Wilbur scowls, "I found him, in the woods. He's sick."

Phil frowns, worried as he goes over to see who Wilbur is holding. Phil stares down at the bundle in his arms and freezes.

"Isn't that?"

Wilbur huffs, "Yes."

"And you're-"

"Not a word. Phil. Not a word."

Phil raises his hands in surrender, a small amused grin on his face. "I ain't saying anything mate."

Wilbur glares at the man, "I hate the kid okay, shut up."

"Not saying a thing Wil," Phil laughs, "Why don't you go put him in one of the bedrooms. Get a cloth too, he has a fever."

Wilbur grunts in agreement about to step into the hallway only to be greeted by Techno.

Techno stares at him and then at the child, then back at him. Techno smirks.

"This isn't the headquarters Wil."

"I know that," He grits out.

"You're holding Tommy awfully gentle there," Techno observes. "Not quite fitting for you arch nemesis is it?"

"Techno, shut up."

"Hey, hey," Techno grins, "I'm just surprised is all, that you haven't murdered him. In fact," Techno hums, "You brought him to our penthouse , a top secret location. Even after you berated me for bringing him to the lair. Kinda hypocritical if you ask-"

" Jump. Just jump out the window. Right now."

"Wil!" Phil calls out.

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