"Hey! A storm is coming in, Tubbo," Tommy said, the boat swaying in the large waves that crashed against the well-made wood. Tubbo, who was now seventeen, nodded and yelled, "Okay! Are the clouds really dark?" From across the boat.

Tommy looked toward the incoming storm, watching the dark charcoal-colored clouds. "Really dark," he told him.

The wind bit at his face, bringing in the smell of rain. Tommy smiled. This would be fun. It blew his hair and Tommy turned, jogging across the wood floor. "Techno!" He yelled aimlessly, not quite knowing where his older brother was. "You fucking ready? I'll beat the shit out of you!"

The two brothers, after a year of boating, had made some competitive games together. He was nineteen now. The pink-haired-guy walked up from the stairs that led under the boat, his braid waving behind him in the wind. "You haven't beat me once," he said with a smile.

Tommy rolled his eyes. "You better watch out. I'm magic."

"You can't do shit besides raise people from the dead," he smiled.

"Yeah? That's as far as you know. I'm actually very skilled."

"It's been years and you haven't changed a bit," Techno walked up to him. "Wilbur would be so dissapointed."

Tommy snickered. "The last time I saw that man he had a girlfriend. He is living his own life."

Tommy ran over to the wide of the boat, grabbing a fishing pole that was at the wide off the ground. It was his lucky one- a bright red. Suddenly a large wave pushed against the boat, making it feel like it was flying in the air for a second before crashing back down onto the water. The wave made bits of the salty liquid crash on board and Tommy laughed. "Fuck yeah!" He cheered.

Techno leaned down and grabbed his own fishing pole. "First one to get a shark wins," he told Tommy. Every time it was some random sea creature.

They loved fishing in the storm because it made things that much harder. Plus, Tubbo could man the boat himself. He was really good at it. And Phil helped him- right then he was under the deck cooking, though. They probably needed to tell him what was happening.

"Deal," Tommy smiled, undoing the string on the pole and letting the lure hang right below the tip, touching it so it didn't get caught in anything. "You ready, big man?"

Techno smiled. "You won't be able to come out from under deck you'll be so ashamed after this."

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