Chatter filled the caves of Pogtopia.
Tubbo excitedly waved his arms around, "I'm not lying! Bees really don't have lungs!"
Tommy scoffs at that "than how the fuck do they breathe."
Tubbo smiles brightly, a glow seeming to surround him. "Well, you see, bees breathe through their body. They have these small," he squishes his index and thumb together; he emphasizes the word small, "openings throughout their body where the air is sucked in. Like their stinger even has one, which is weird if you tell me."
Tommy gives Tubbo a look and Tubbo grins back. Huffing, he throws his arms up, falling back towards the cobblestone wall.
C̶͍͌o̸͚̅b̸̥̊b̵̚ͅl̶̼̆e̸̝̕s̵͚͐t̸̕͜ö̷̩́n̵̡͐e̵̲̕?̸̦̆ ̶̺̎S̷̝͒i̷̙͛n̶̘̒c̴̗ë̸́ͅ ̷̛͎w̸̫h̸̟̋ę̷͠n̴͕̏ ̸̙̈́h̴̤̽a̶̼̒s̸̼͒ ̶̤͛ṫ̴̙h̷̲̏ḙ̵̎i̷͓͒ȓ̴͉ ̴͎͂h̸̠̓ȯ̴̡m̷̖̑e̴̼͋ ̸̪̕b̶͖̀ė̶̙e̵̢͋n̸̼̓ ̴̲̌m̸̻̏a̴̺͝d̸͈͑e̶ͅ ̴̪́ô̸͚u̵̪̅ṱ̴̚ ̶̯̃o̶̹̽f̷̣̒ ̵̤͑c̴̞̃ö̶̱́b̵̯͗b̸͓̈́ļ̷̾e̸̠͗s̴̱͝t̴̘̋ȍ̸͍ṋ̷̅ë̶͎?̵̜͘
"Why the fuck do you know this, Big T?"
He doesn't look at his best friend, rather he stares at the ceiling, waiting for a response.
Startling, Tommy quickly sits straight back up. He looks at the seemingly dressed homeless man - Wilbur. His
ex-president, his brother, and -
Wilbur watches as his
younger brother right-hand man sits up from his position. A startled look appears on the teenager's face, barely noticing Wilbur's presence. He's been standing there for over fifteen minutes.
"Tommy," Wilbur repeats, eyes dilating.
Cold dread filling up his bloodstream. This is what he wanted, right? RigHt?! His breath quickened. He wanted this! Yes, he did want this!
His voice shakes as he asks,
"Who are you talking to?"
h̶̬͌e̶̡̐'̷̹͗s̸̻͋ ̴̖̉d̸̻̃e̵̱͛ā̵̝d̶̨̒.̴̝̎h̵̜̃e̸͉͂'̶̥̎s̷͚̊ ̸̺͆d̵̥͐ȩ̸̃a̸̭͘d̴̯̀.̸̝͒h̷̠e̵͓͘ ̷̘͝d̸͕̀i̶͍̋d̸̫͘ņ̷̕'̴̫͝t̶̨̔ ̴̰͒m̶̞̿é̵͎ȁ̷̙n̸̜̈ ̷̨̈t̷̪̊ö̶̢́.̷̨̓ẇ̴̜h̵͕͝a̶̼̐t̷̖͗ ̴́͜w̸̱͝o̶̙͝u̵͜͠l̶͉̕ḓ̸̈ ̴̠̎P̸͉̈h̷͇̿i̷̱̕l̶̛̬ḽ̶͆ ̸̟̑ṯ̸̌h̸͍̓i̸͔̊n̸̖͝ḳ̴͋.̸͓͒
Tommy paused, giving a puzzled look towards his brother. And in a quiet voice, he answers, "to Tubbo, of course."
Ignoring the look of despair that passes over Wilbur's face, he turns towards the empty air beside him.
Once again, the chatter of a lonesome kid filled the caves of Pogtopia.
"Tubbo, tell me more about bees."