《wrong number ~ wilbur soot》twenty three
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Cora flickered her eyes open, only seeing a dark ceiling fan, informing her that it was still night time or super early in the morning.
She felt a heavy weight across her stomach and steady breathing fanning her neck. Cora blankly stared above her, empty thoughts flooding her mind. The room was boiling and with Wilbur clinging to her under the covers, made her even more sweaty. She looked to Wilbur who was holding her in a tight grip like he was a little boy and she was a teddy bear.
She squirmed out of his grip, only making him hold her more. She tried again, pushing his hands off her. He grunted in disagreement, shifting closer to her.
She poked his cheek, knowing he was half awake. "I'm going to get some water." She whispered. He hummed in response, finally letting her go and setting a light kiss on her neck. "Ok, please don't be long." Even though his eyes were closed, she nodded, ruffling his hair and placing a kiss on his forehead before walking towards the hallway. She opened the bedroom door and lightly shut it behind her, tip toeing to the stairs.
Once she inched closer, she noticed the kitchen light was already on, making her wonder if they forgot to turn it off last night. She looked to the old grandfather clock in the corner of the living room which read 7:23 a.m. Cora knew they had to be up by 9 to go meet Philza and Kristin, but she didn't think anyone would be up. She grabbed a pillow from the couch and walked slowly towards the kitchen.
Maybe she should go Wilbur. No, no, I'm one bad ass, independent women who could kill with a pillow she said to herself while continuing to the door.
She burst in the door, ready to murder someone with her feathery weapon, but only got a high pitched scream in response. She chucked the pillow at the intruder and covered her eyes like a scared child, hoping the person couldn't see her.
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"Cora?? What the hell are you doing?" Niki's voice submerged the room. Cora blew out a sigh of relief, putting her hands down and seeing Niki making a big portion of breakfast, she assumed she was making it for everyone.
"Jesus, I'm so sorry. I came down to get a glass of water. I didn't think anyone would be up, so I thought it was a murderer." Niki looked to the pillow, scrunched up her face, then looked back to Cora.
"You were going to kill me with a pillow? A pillow?"
Cora shrugged, picking up the so called 'weapon' and throwing it on the counter. "You sound just like Wilbur. He said that yesterday." Niki blushed noticeably, turning back to scrambling the eggs. Cora ignored it, continuing to do what she came downstairs to do.
"So, how did you sleep?" Cora asked, filling up the glass cup she received from the cabinet with ice cold water. "I slept okay. This house is super creepy. I woke up on the couch with no one around me. I think I fell asleep during our second movie."
Cora nodded, downing down her water. When she finished she offered Niki the explanation. "Yeah, Wilbur and I decided to, um, go to bed, but he didn't wanna wake you."
Niki smiled huge, finishing up the eggs and placing them on a plate. "Oh, that's nice."
Cora could feel tension between the two, and she hated it. Anyone could tell Niki liked Wilbur. Well, except Wilbur.
"Can I help with anything?" Cora asked feeling awkward just standing there. "Oh no, you could go back to bed, everyone has to be up soon anyways."
Cora pursed her lips in a thin line and nodded. "Alright." She awkwardly waved and hurried back to the bedroom.
When she opened the door, she noticed Wilbur laying limp now on her side of the bed. She skipped to the bed, sitting at the edge and slapping Wilbur until he woke up.
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He shifted, lifting his head up and squinting at the girl. "You took too long." He said, grabbing her waist and pulling the girl under him, snuggling up close with her.
"You're so clingy, you're like Tommy."
"Don't call me that." He said into her neck while she threw her arms around his neck.
"Well you ar-"
"Just go back to sleep."
"Mmmk."
...
Two hours later, a knock echoed around the room. "Hey, guys. Um, Niki said it's time to get up. We were supposed to leave 20 minutes ago." A small voice peeped outside the door.
Cora shot up out of the bed, pushing Wilbur off of her and started to quickly change into her clothes for the day. "Okay, Tubbo. We'll be right out."
Wilbur stayed asleep on the bed, not really caring enough to wake up. "Wil, wake up. We slept in late." She threw his clothes at him, but it did nothing.
"Hey, I'm naked." Wilbur moved, but kept his eyes closed. "I'm intrigued, but not a perv. Also I know you're lying." Cora smiled at him while brushing the knots out of her hair.
"True, now get dressed and I'll meet you downstairs." Cora didn't let him answer and slipped out the door, hurrying downstairs.
Everyone was gathered around the table, talking and laughing about many things. Cora saw Niki, Tommy, Tubbo, and two others she was unaware of.
There was a short looking man with reddish hair and a girl with raven black hair sitting beaide him. All of them shot their heads towards her, Cora quickly joining them by pulling a seat up to the table.
She soon recognized the two to be Philza and Kristen. She stuck out her hand to both of them which they both took happily. "I'm Cora. Wilbur's- friend."
Tommy scoffed from beside her and pushed his plate a way from him, glaring at Cora. She laughed for a second, but stopped herself, remembering what had occurred the night before.
"Yes, Wilbur talks about you alot." Cora smiled at that, her face soon turning a bright red. "Not really." Niki mumbled, which Cora simply ignored.
"Anyways, sorry. Wilbur and I stayed up late and slept in." Tommy scoffed again and rolled his eyes. "Yea, I bet you did." Cora elbowed Tommy while the rest of them continued their conversation from before she interrupted.
Wilbur joined them shortly, wearing the clothes Cora tossed to him and his chat noir ring he got from her. When he entered the kitchen he saw Cora laughing at something Tommy had said and made conversation with Tubbo which made Wilbur grin from ear to ear. He liked her being friends with his friends.
He caught sight of Philza and his wife, making him smile impossibly more. "Philza! Mate!" Wilbur said, walking up to him and giving him a 'bro hug' and giving Kristin a side hug.
Will pulled up a chair next to Cora and kissed her cheek, putting his arm around her waist. "How have you guys been? It's been ages, hasn't it?"
Wilbur and the two reminisced about the last few times they met up while Tommy and Tubbo made little jokes on the side. Cora felt out of the loop, but she was glad she was even there.
They began to leave when Tommy shouted, "We need someone to clean that counter, please." Everyone was confused except them 3.
This was going to be a very long day
a/n
im gonna be working all day😐
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