So the plans were put into action. Phil had gone into school one morning with Tommy and they had hired him immediately. Phil was to start immediately as they were in desperate need of an English teacher. Which had left the eldest brothers at home alone. Techno had managed to get Wilbur to eat, and the middle child had taken one of the pain killers. It was fantastic. He had appeared livelier and had eaten more than he had in the past days.

"Those things really do work," the brunette chuckled. Techno smiled.

"I'm glad you're feeling better," the pinkette flicked the tv on and they were there all day. Maybe around an hour before Tommy were to come home the pain killers had started wearing off leaving Wilbur a bit more tired but still quite well. Tommy had arrived home, alone.

"Hey bitches!" Tommy addressed his older brothers. "How ya doin?"

"Where's Phil?" Techno interrupted going to greet his youngest brother.

"He got the job!" Tommy beamed. "He's working till 6 every night."

"Seems legit," Wilbur chuckled making Tommy jump with hope.

"How are you feeling?" Tommy leaped onto his older brother whilst they both chuckled. Techno seemed concerned but neither were upset by the action, so he decided it was okay. "Did you get better?"

"I haven't passed out all day so," Wilbur watched in anticipation as Tommy's face lit up with glee and the youngest wrapped his arms around his not so sick brother.

"YAY!" the blonde exclaimed. "Does that mean you can take me to school again?"

"Ye-" Wilbur was cut off as Techno had reapproached shaking his head.

"No," Techno sighed. "He still needs to rest so he doesn't get worse."

"But Techno-" Wilbur protested but Techno strictly stared at them both. "Bruh, I'll be fine."

"Stop," Techno glared at the two. "You hafta rest, we can't risk you getting sick again."

"I'm sure Wilby wants to go outside," Tommy pleaded, and Wilbur nodded hurriedly.

"No," with that both of the youngers shut up and they sat in silence for the rest of the afternoon. Wilbur had later passed out and Phil had arrived home. Tommy was intrigued to speak to the adult but didn't due to the pinkette who had joined the adult in the kitchen speaking in low voices. Tommy remained on the couch straining his ears to listen.

"Are you sure about this?" Phil seemed worried.

"Of course," Techno replied sternly. "We need the money and-"

"There are other ways to get money Techno," Phil hissed.

"Yeah, well this happens to pay good amounts of money so why not," Tommy had to fake being asleep as he heard footsteps draw closer. "They deserve it." And with that the door was opened and closed quietly. Phil sighed from the kitchen. Tommy was intrigued to what was going on, but he instantly felt his heart palpitate in anticipation. Money. They were low on money.

Techno was walking for a bit before reaching the alleyway. He lay a heavy knock on the back door and soon a familiar smiley mask opened up.

"Welcome," Clay spoke quietly. "What brings you back here? Thought your brother made you quit."

"He did," Techno sighed at the thought of his younger brother that always seemed more like his older brother than younger.

"So?" Clay interrupted Techno's train of thought after he spaced out. "He die or somethin'?" Techno growled.

"No," the pinkette glared at the masked face. "Will you let me in, or should I have my first fight out here with you?" The blonde shrugged and stepped aside. Techno waltzed in as if he owned the place. Thankfully, his presence wasn't noticed as there was a fight going on. Now it wasn't uncommon for many of the older boys in the town to fight. He knew a few people here from when he dropped Tommy to school. He recognised those faces and a few he knew of. He wasn't supposed friends with any of them, but he knew what their moves were and why they were here.

Techno made his way over to the board of fights. There was a spot open and with whiteboard marker in hand he put his name down to verse Quackity. He didn't really know this kid must be a new one. But Techno was sure to destroy him before he got the chance to gain higher on the board. His fight was in 2 rounds so he sat back in the stands and watched. A few kids were fighting maybe no older than 13. The taller one of the two had won. Techno had nearly forgot how brutal it was in here. The unconscious boy was dragged off the stage and none cared for him but his friends. Lethal place if you had no friends in here.

The next fight was easily finished as the two weren't in the same age group and more for entertainment. The older won easily giving her opponent a dislocated knee and left the young boy howling in pain. Techno seemed to remember this woman. Minx he believed her name was. Just another teenager on the streets with her only source of income this arena. The pinkette didn't have long to ponder on the numerous people he saw as the arena was ready for his fight. There wasn't much on this fight as many people were drunk, high or unconscious. But he would get into higher level fights after pummelling this boy and gain much more money throughout the night.

"AND NOW WE HAVE," the speaker roared into the arena. "QUACKITY VERSUS TECHNOBLADE!" The crowd went silent as many knew of his name and many more raced to place bets. Techno stepped up into the arena. He met eyes with his opponent. Techno had a strong sense this guy was a dodging type and formulated a plan in his head. The timer went off to signal the beginning. Techno didn't move and neither did this Quackity fellow. After some seconds Techno sprinted into Quackity slamming him into the floor and grasping around his neck.

Quackity squirmed in his grip and choked. But he didn't seem to know how to deal with stressful situations. Techno smirked and released him and watched as Quackity struggled to his feet. Techno was instantly back on him and throwing punches in non-fatal but injury positions. Quackity fell to his knees coughing blood. Techno cracked his knuckles and kicked Quackity square in the face. The shorter passed out on impact his body going limp. Silence remained for a moment and then the rounds of applause were shown, and the arena resumed its busy noise. Techno hadn't even been injured and he smirked.

The opponents he had after that were no match. One managed to land a knocking out move but Techno steadied himself before he could pass out. He finished each and every one of those people. Soon it was 4am and money was being dished out to winners. It was never really much but Techno got the most in the scheme of winners money. Many people pouted and demanded to fight for it, but Techno simply shrugged and waltzed out into the cold night ait. It hadn't snowed and that was kind of good news. Less push against his feet as he walked home. He pushed open the door quietly and quickly fixed up his appearance. He placed the money on the benchtop for Philza in the morning. He now went to check on the most important things in his life. His shoes. Joking. His brothers.

He slipped into the room silently and approached the bed. Tommy was plastered in an odd position on his stomach. Leg hanging off the side of the bed and bed sheets falling onto the floor. Techno sighed to himself and shook his head. Destructive little child. Techno proceeded to heave Tommy's leg back onto the bed and drape the blankets over his brothers.

Wilbur was always more peaceful in his sleep. The middle child's chest barely rose in his sleep and it took Techno a few heartbeats to realise his brother was still alive. He decided to sleep on the floor tonight and took a pillow and set himself up for the night. A groan alerted Techno someone was awake, and he shot upright to see Wilbur starring right back at him. The brunette yawned.

"Why are you awake?" Techno chuckled nervously thinking he woke Wilbur up. The brunette shrugged and gave him a questioning look. "What?" Wilbur then proceeded to beckon him onto the bed. Techno had fallen for the trick and nearly yelled when his younger brother tackled him, and they sunk into the bed. Wilbur smirked as he pulled the blankets up and then closed his eyes to go back to sleep. The younger was asleep quickly his hand going limp in Techno's. The pinkette lay a hand on his brother's forehead feeling the fever that plagued his brother. In response the brunette released a heavy sigh.

Techno pulled his brother into his chest running a hand through his brother's hair. Wilbur mumbled something too quiet to hear and then proceeded to readjust his position until he was comfortable. Techno's spine stood on edge after the youngest wrapped his arms around his waist as the blonde snored softly. Techno felt tired suddenly. He felt safe here. Here with his brothers. It felt as if every issue was gone. But that moment only lasted for a second as Wilbur groaned and let out a soft splutter.

Almost every issue was gone. Almost.

the last couple times ive posted one of these things- people have been here within seconds and im sweating each time-

anywaysssss

i broke my wrist last weekend so thats a bit of an L

i hope yall are well and if not that you get well <3

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