“Okay.” Schlatt says suddenly, slamming his phone down onto the table. “We need to talk.”

They’ve just finished lunch- subs and chips and all types of fruit juices that Tommy’s never heard of. He’s been having a great time listening to their discussion- which Marvel hero would they all be if they had to. Technoblade is apparently Thor, and when asked why Sapnap shrugged and said older sibling syndrome. Techno promised to ask Phil to make him do extra laps- only proving Sapnap’s point.

But that conversation falters, and they all turn their attention to Schlatt, who looks properly distressed.

“Schlatt,” Techno asks indulgently. “What is on your mind?”

“Did you see what they did to the Discord logo? Did you see it?”

“Ay dios mio, here we go again.”

“Don’t you dare ay dios mio me, Q.” Schlatt huffs. “Have you seen it? It's awful. It's- you know, it's time I say something. It's time that I speak out against the logo issue that is facing us.”

“You don't have to.” George informs. “You really don’t. Like, at all.”

“No, I do. You know what? I'm standing up for this.” Schlatt stands up. “Here I go- I'm standing.”

“Oh goody.” George says dryly. “He's standing.”

Sapnap steals some doritos off his plate. Schlatt doesn’t bother smacking him away, too busy standing. He claps once and Techno sighs heavily.

“This should be good.” Wilbur hums, leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest to watch.

“Boys, we've got to save the world.” He says seriously. “All our beloved logos are disappearing.”