I'd call a cab. {a vigilante tommyinnit story}

Chapter 32 - Tea & Coffee

TWs: violence, yelling, cursing

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Techno POV:

That was Wilbur's voice.

I stared blanky in front of me, the voices uncomfortably quiet now, as I tried to process what just happened. This wasn't  a situation where the voice was similar. it was spot on. not only that, but never before have the voices sounded... real.

they were always monotone, not sounding quite male or female. sure, they somehow had their personalities but never had one of them sound so life like. so panicked.

as soon as i felt able to enough to drive once more, i quickly pulled out of the parking lot and began making my way back home. as i drove i for once wished for the voices to speak again. the only thing that i knew in this moment is that something is not right.

When I finally made it home i noticed that all the lights were off, which was to be expected as it was now nearing 3am, but i held no regard to that fact. i slammed the door open, repeating the motion to shut it as i ran upstairs towards Phills room.

i ignored tommy, who was standing groggily in his doorway starring at me, and soon began to frantically knock on Phills door. when Phill had finally opened the door tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo had already made their way into the hall, all looking equally concerned.

"Techno, What the hell is going on? I thought you were at the agency?" Phill asked me, looking over my shoulder and deepening his frown when he saw that I had really woken up everyone.

"We need to talk." I said quickly.

"can it-" Phill began before I soon cut him off.

"no."

with a heavy sigh Phill nodded and walked out of his room.

"Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo; go back to bed. Techno, come down to the kitchen. Ill make some tea." he spoke to which tommy immediately tried to protest before receiving a stern glare.

Phill POV:

I was startled awake when I heard the front door slam shut. laying in bed, half awake and trying to understand fully what was going on, I soon heard steps approach my door followed by frantic knocking.

getting out of bed and walking to my door I was soon met with the unsettlingly frantic Technoblade, who had woken up quite literally everyone in the house and after a short conversation I was now stood in my kitchen making tea at 3 in the morning.

I poured some milk into my mug and looked across the counter at techno who sat fidgeting at the counter. After a moment I realized that he wasn't planning to start the conversation, so I spoke up myself.

"What happened, Techno? You've been acting strange all day, which is reasonable, but you've just barged into the house at 3am with no explanation." I said, sliding a mug over to him.

"I.. the voices. They were acting up again, just yelling and then.. I heard him." He said, starring at the counter blankly.

"Who..?" I asked hesitantly.

"Wilbur." He replied.

I felt my body tense up and my eyes widened in shock. I didn't know much about Technoblade's voices but by his reaction, this wasn't something to be calm about.

"What did he say?" I questioned, setting down my mug and providing techno my full attention.

"Just my name. After he spoke the voices went silent." He sighed heavily, taking a sip from the tea and recoiling when he burned his tongue.