Tommy was leaning on the side of Quackity’s diner in Las Nevadas waiting for Wilbur to arrive for their scheduled lunch date. Tommy’s head was lowered as he was distracted fidgeting with a loose string on his blue hand knitted sweater when he suddenly felt a presence looming over him. The stranger raises a hand giving Tommy’s unkept hair a affectionate pet. Tommy smiled thinking of the hand ruffling his hair as Wilbur’s as he raised his hand to push ‘Wilbur’s’ hand away, but Tommy’s face dropped as he was met with Dream’s mocking smile painted on his mask staring at him. Tommy’s breathing got shallow before he flinched hearing his older brother’s familiar voice.*

Wilbur’s sharp smile was evident in his voice as he sarcastically asked,

“Am I interrupting something?”

Tommy immediately shoved past Dream to be closer to his Dream as Dream turned to face Wilbur. Wilbur’s eyes gleamed as he raised an eyebrow, he didn’t even look at Tommy despite Tommy’s obvious fear as Wilbur asked Dream,

“Will you be joining us for lunch, Dream?”

Dream didn’t audibly agree instead he straightened his posture gesturing to the diner’s door as Wilbur walked to the door propping open the door for Dream as he ushered him inside. Tommy followed after keeping his head down as his tail nervously twitched.

Upon entering the diner they were greeted with an overly enthusiastic Quackity, but Quackity’s smile dimmed as he noted who the new patrons were. Quackity cautiously eyed Tommy, concerned, before he greeted the new guest to his diner,

“Look who we have here— Welcome gentlemen! May I offer you a booth?”