Wilbur doesn’t know what happened. Well, he does. He just doesn't know why. It started when Tommy joined their family.

Tommy and Wilbur are both foster kids. When Wilbur first joined the Watsons, it was only Phil and Techno. Techno’s his biological twin, though in the system they were separated until Phil managed to find Wilbur and foster him so they were together. For that, Wilbur is forever grateful.

Then Tommy came along. For some reason, the blonde just didn’t like Wilbur. If Wilbur tried to start a conversation, ignored. If WIlbur asked him to join in on an activity, declined. If Tommy made a mistake, Wilbur was blamed.

At first, Wilbur didn’t think much of it. Until Techno started acting similarly. The pinkette didn’t ignore him blatantly, but he did deny hanging out with Wilbur in favor of doing something with Tommy. And it hurt Wilbur. Not that he would ever admit that though.

“Hey Techno, do you want to play Minecraft?” Wilbur asks hopefully. Techno sighs, “No, sorry. I’m going to work in the garden with Tommy.”

This is the fourth time this week Techno’s declined Wilbur.

“Oh.. okay.”

His twin just brushes past him, out into the yard.

A crash sounds from the kitchen.

“Whoops,” Tommy walks out. “Looks like you have another broken dish to clean up and explain to Phil.”

The blonde pushes past him, violently hitting his arm before heading into the yard to presumably help Techno. That's going to leave a mark, he thinks. He lets out a sigh of frustration, banging his head against that wall.

"Wilbur... what is this?"

Wilbur looks over to see Phil's disappointed stare from the doorway.

"Sorry, I'm going to clean it up. I can replace it! I swear," he rushes out. Please don't get rid of me, goes unsaid.

"It's fine, just please try not to break another glass this week."

"I try not to," he says knowing that it's really not up to him.

Phil leaves, his words sitting heavily in Wilbur's mind. If Wilbur acquires a few more cuts on his hands from cleaning up the broken glass.