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Wilbur blacks out, Wilbur falls, he’s home… Phil brought him home. What happened? Why does Wilbur feel like this? It feels wrong, but… needed? He doesn’t like it, he wants it to stop, it doesn’t… he feels tired, he feels… heavy.
Wilbur tilts over landing on the ground with a silent Thump.
“Wilbur!” Phil screeched, he picked up his son gently checking his pulse.
“What happened,” A grumble said, Techno.
“Some… some asshole shot him with pure magic.” Phil tried to explain, he was panicking, Wilbur seemed alright, but then why was he sleeping?
“Light magic? Didn’t you teach-“
“-yes I did, but this wasn’t light magic! This was Pure magic straight out the body… no physical form!” Phil hurriedly explained before taking a deep breath, his son is fine.
“Is that even possible?” Techno asked, walking over examining Wilburs stature and breathing.
“Apparently…” Phil mumbled, he brought Wilbur to the couch putting him gently down. He grabs a blanket laying it on top of WIlburs body. “I didn’t think it was possible before today.”
“Who shot him?” Techno tried to ask calmly, Phil knew what he ment.
“Trust me, we’ll find him.” Phil said looking over to Techno who still wasn’t satisfied. “Some Raccoon hybrid we found at one of Quackity’s stores. Couldn’t really see any features… it was dark and the night vision goggles made it look all green”
“Fine,” Techno said walking over to the front door.
“Where are you going?” Phil asked, he knew the answer was to find the Raccoon, but still.
“Finding Quackity, the person probably works for him.” Techno spoke, his voice still monotone.
“Hold on mate,” Phil said “if this guy can shoot pure magic… Wilbur didn’t have any magic, what if we- YOU get hit-“
“-I’ll be fine,” Techno interrupted, not reassuring at all. In all honesty he doesn’t know what would happen.
“Wilbur- Wilbur has magic.” Phil said, that made Techno pause.
“No he doesn’t.”
“Yes he does,” Phil said “I didn’t even- Take a look yourself, mate.”
Techno doesn’t know what Phil was talking about, Wilbur doesn’t have magic, he shouldn’t have magic. That was his curse when born, didn’t have the body to produce magic so he was left magicless. There was no cure… and yet Phil said he did have magic…
Techno took a closer look, I mean what if what Phil was saying was true? Then what? What would he do? What would he think-
But it was true, somehow, some- some way! It was true. He didn’t believe his eyes at first, must’ve been some trick by whatever god ruled this world… but there it was, the proof he needed.
“That’s not-“
“-Possible? Yeah I thought so too,” Phil said, brushing Wilburs hair with his fingers. “Now the question is..”
“…What do we do?”
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Tommy ran, he needed to, what if Shroud wasn’t safe? What if some other bounty hunter was there- what if the Blade was there? He was Philza’s familiar right? He hadn’t seen him in the fight! Tommy opened the door, he stared.
There sat Quackity, Shroud was ‘trying’ to do his makeup… At least Tommy thinks it’s makeup. Shroud looked up in awh, then a smile appeared.
“Tommy!” He smiled, running over to Tommy who accepted his hug with open arms.
“What are you up to…?” He is curious about Quackity who seemed more like a clown with all the makeup that was on him.
“Looking fabulous!” Quackity said, swishing his non-existent hair that Tommy could hope was under the man's beanie. Tommy let out a quiet chuckle, it seems Shroud was fine.
‘Hopefully he wasn’t too big of a handful,” Tommy spoke, Quackity shook his head.
“It’s fine,” Quackity said, “Heard you were also getting a bed for the little hybrid.”
Right, he originally came here for Shroud. Surprised how it turned out, probably not the best to introduce him to shops. Quackity tossed the vile back at Tommy who caught it, and totally didn’t struggle while doing so.
“I’ll give you the bed for free, but that potion still costs a pretty penny to even get.” Quackity spoke, Tommy nodded his head in understanding.
“Call me when the next job comes around,” Tommy said, Quackity nodded his head.
“What job?” Shroud asked, Tommy simply smiled.
“I work here sometimes,”
“Sometimes?” Shroud asked, “so I’ll get to see Mr Quackity again!”
“Uh- something like that,” Tommy replied, Shroud looked like he had more questions but Tommy beat him to it. “Let's go home, it’s getting late.”
Shroud pouted, but didn’t complain, he was tired after all.
“The bed is already being moved there, if it isn’t there… Tell me.” Quackity spoke, Tommy turned around going out the door Shroud close behind.
“He was nice,” Shroud exclaimed, Tommy looked down at him.
“He was,” Tommy confirmed. Shroud yawned, Tommy sighed crouching down .
“Here,” Tommy said, Shroud was confused, “get on my back, I’ll carry you home.”
Shroud tried his best, and with the help of Tommy, successfully got on Tommy’s back. After 15 minutes or so, Shroud was out. Tommy was kinda glad, the sun was setting and he’d better get home fast. The last thing he wants is a wild spider to be in a big city. Tommy could only hope that since Shroud was asleep, so was the curse.
He’s honestly Surprised Blade wasn’t there, he usually went on missions with Philza. Some people actually speculate that they weren’t familiar witches but just 2 good friends. I mean, they never confirmed anything, people just assumed… That seems to happen a lot.
People would probably assume Shroud was Tommy’s kid, he isn’t. Tommy doesn’t care about him (liar). He just keeps him around for the company (liar).