Little! Techno Cg! Wilbur

Techno was a very quiet little. He wasn't nonverbal, just spoke very little. He did this because he didn't like how his words would slur together or he would stutter. Wilbur was very supportive of this and tried his best not to force the Techno to speak.

Techno felt fuzzy while feeding his animals, so he finished and went to his room to get ready. His cg wasn't with him and he didn't want to bother him right away. Techno changed into a pink sweater with some sweatpants, then got a sippy for a drink. He set up his computer to call Wilbur, but forgot to turn the camera on, and let the fuzziness take over.

"Hello?" Wilbur's voice came through the speaker. His camera was on and Techno saw him tilt his head a bit. "Techno? What's going on?" Nothing came from Techno besides some shuffling. "Can you turn your camera on?" The little pressed a few buttons, but whined in frustration after a few tries.

"Okay little one, hang on." Wilbur understood why he was struggling so much now. "Do you see the circle with the video camera in it?" He guided Techno through to get it on. "There's my handsome boy!" Techno blushed lightly and covered his face with his sweater sleeves. "Do you have everything you want bub?" Techno shook his head and pointed at the screen, at Wilbur. "Awe bub. I'll come over in a bit, I have to finish something. Let me call you on my phone." Techno nodded silently.

He saw Wilbur disappear from his screen and whined quietly, "'bur!" A noise came from across the room and he stumbled towards it, answering the phone when he saw it. "bur..?"

"It's me bub, don't worry." Wilbur soothed and chuckled. "I'll be there in a little bit." Techno laid on his bed and watched his phone silently, listening to shuffling from the other end. He then decided to get a snack so he grabbed the phone and made his way to the kitchen.

"What are you doing little one?" Techno hummed and grabbed a chair to stand on it and get the snacks. "Bub?" Techno whined when he felt the chair wobble, but kept going to get the snacks. He stepped forward a bit and stretched his arm out, but fell forward. He hit his head on the counter as he fell to the floor. A loud wail erupted from the little as he held his head, curling up on the floor. "Techno?! I'm on my way right now bud, hang on!"

Wilbur showed up a few minutes later and opened the door, glad he had a key. He heard the crying from the kitchen and ran in there. He sat next to Techno. "Come here bub." The caregiver held the crying little in his arms and quietly soothed him. Wilbur tried to move Techno's hands from his head but they didn't move. "Let me see buddy, I have to make sure you have no owies." Techno sniffled and nodded, slowly moving his arms.

Wilbur saw a patch of blood staining the pink hair, so he brought him to the bathroom. "It's just a little scratch." He grabbed a hand towel, dampening it and holding it to Techno's head. "What were you trying to do?" He questioned. "'n-nacks." Techno stuttered then closed his mouth, not liking the stutter. Wilbur hummed, deciding not to lecture him now.

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