Teaming (Skephalo High School AU + friendships)

Part 3

"Wow, you actually showed up to a meeting."

"Wow, you're actually winning a match for once."

Tommy rolled his eyes, and Techno chalked that up as another win for him. Not like it counted much considering it was against Tommy of all people, but it still counted nevertheless.

There was no reason Techno should've come to the clubroom. This would've been a perfect time to go home and take a nap, considering he had no extracurricular or shift at work today. Required attendance apparently hadn't been a thing in the club since Bad became president either. And on top of that, the usual culprits making the most noise somehow all chose today to skip, leaving only...

Oh, great. Bad and Skeppy decided to battle each other. This should be good.

But Techno wasn't here to babysit them. He pulled up a chair between Tommy and Wilbur and settled in to watch the rest of the match. "Wilbur, how're you down a stock against Tommy? If you lose against him, all my respect for you will be gone."

"Sorry, Tommy, you heard him," Wilbur said. With that, he charged a smash attack for a split second, then released, sending Tommy's character flying into the blast zone.

"Why is it always Bully Tommy Day?" Tommy whined. Still, he straightened his back and focused on the game.

A couple minutes later, Wilbur had emerged as the clear victor and exchanged a handshake with Tommy. And now, they were talking criticism like the nerds they were.

"You tend to use the same moves over and over when you're going in," Wilbur said. "Like there, when you just go in on me with the same tilt you've been using all game. That's unbelievably easy to predict."

"Wow, okay. I see how it is."

Wilbur opened his mouth to respond, then shut it upon the screen of the people in front of them. "Are you guys seeing what I'm seeing?"

Techno followed his gaze.

"You can't just leave me like that," Skeppy whined, clinging to Bad's arm. "No one else here wants to play with me."

Bad scoffed and tried pulling his arm away, but had little success. "I think you just mean no one else wants to be trolled by you, because that's all you've been doing this whole time. You're a decently popular person, Skeppy. You can find someone else to play with pretty easily."

"I don't want to."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to play with anyone else, I wanna play with you."

"What do you mean by that?"

Skeppy gave no response, only tilting his head to give him puppy eyes.

A smile cracked at Bad's lips. He looked away. "You're not gonna tug on my heartstrings to get what you want, okay? I'm not having it."

"Pleeease?"

There was a moment of silence before Bad sighed and turned back to the Switch on the table. "Ugh, fine. But no trolling this time, okay?"

Skeppy released his hold on Bad and snickered. "No guarantees."

"Skeppy."

"Fine, fine, no trolling."

The two began another match, unaware of the three silent figures watching.

"That was... quite possibly the most awkward thing I've had to sit through," Wilbur said, finally looking away.

Techno could say the same, but he was more than eager to change the conversation topic. "Surely you've sat through much worse. Remember last year in history when you and Schlatt tried to give a presentation on—"