All Together

Crazy Mornings

A/N look at me- posting and shit...

Anyways- enjoy~/end

"Tommy" Tubbo whispered testing the waters on whether or not it was safe to wake up the sleeping child

He and Tommy had a shared bunk bed for the past few years ever since Tubbo had been adopted by the Watson family.

They should have gotten their own beds at least a year ago yet they had gotten so close that they refused to turn in the kiddie bunk bed for something separate.

"Tommy" Tubbo had mumbled again now upside down staring at his best friend from the edge of the top bunk where he slept.

"Hm?" Tommy mumbled back not picking his head up from the pile of pillows he was stuffed in

"We gotta get up" Tubbo replied reaching out to tap the slightly older on the head in a loving way, tommy swatted at the hand before mumbling something about how he would 'get up later' and 'just go get breakfast I'll be down in a bit'

Tubbo took his hand back and rubbed it slightly, though the swat didn't actually hurt, he rolled onto his back and closed his eyes in annoyance before deciding it was better to just leave the boy alone.

He sat up suddenly shooting his eyes open and swinging his legs over the bed rails to jump down, he hit the ground with a slight thud wincing slightly at the noise and looking back hoping not to annoy the now sleeping boy again.

He waddled slightly to the shared closet and pick out an oversized sweater with light brown and pale yellow stripes and a complimentary pair of pale blue overalls, he slipped on some brownish boots and rolled up the bottoms of his jeans, having to do that with most of them due to his size.

He grabbed his bag and sketch book before glancing back at the sleeping boy debating on whether or not to try waking him up one more time, evidently deciding against it he skipped downstairs to where his two older brothers and their dad sat.

He looked between where Wilbur sat at the island in the kitchen messing with the stupid cat piano tommy got him for Christmas and where techno and Phil sat on the living room floor working on a puzzle.

Evidently choosing the kitchen he sat on a stool and plopped his bag on the floor next to him pulling out a pencil and flipping to the latest page in the book.

He had started on the drawing last night when he couldn't sleep, the sketch consisted of a country he had never seen before except for in his dreams, Tubbo always had weird dreams, they ranged from wars against technos friend dream about stupid discs, to building a new city up from ashes, to watching his brother be killed by their father.

Some where good dreams and some where nightmares that forced tommy to get outta bed to calm him down, they always felt so real but never the less he would draw them as a way of coping with the night terrors.

This drawing happened to be of a bench, the bench sat on top of a hill next to a path that everyone frequented quite often. There was a juke box next to the bench and it always seemed to okay the same few songs, the bench looked out upon a beautiful field and he and tommy always seemed to sit there, whether it was to talk or cry or simply sit in silence.

Tubbo glanced up from the sketch book to look at his older brother curiously, Wilbur had been messing with the damned cat piano all morning.

"Why do you even use that thing" Tubbo piped up suddenly

"It's useful when your trying to figure out a tune, plus I don't have the money for a real one right now as I don't know if you noticed but I am in fact a broke college student," Wilbur said quietly not breaking his focus from the notes he was writing down.

Tubbo just hummed in understanding as a reply before returning his attention to the half finished sketch in front of him, Wilbur noticed his sudden silence so he evidently glanced back up at the boy.

"Have a waffle" Wilbur spoke not leaving much room to let Tubbo answer before throwing a waffle onto the plate, leaving one for Tommy and shoving it towards the boy.

Tubbo glanced at the waffle squinting slightly as if making a decision before looking back at the paper, as he went to make more marks he heard a figure stumble down the stairs with a slight groan, he figured it was tommy finally waking up and didn't look up to check.

Tommy stumbled towards the table going to grab the last waffle before being slapped on the hand

"Ow bitch- what did I do" Tommy whined rubbing his hand and looking at Wilbur

"Don't snatch food gremlin, who says I don't want the waffle" Wilbur stated warningly

"Well your fat ass doesn't need it," Tommy grumbled back reaching to grab it again only to be stopped by Wilbur grabbing it first

Wilbur stood up and took a large bite outta the waffle before pointing at tommy and mumbling something about how 'karmas a bitch' and 'you should be nice sometimes'

Tommy grimaced at the older boy before sticking out his tongue and watching as Wilbur went to sit with Phil and Techno on the floor

Tubbo looked up from the paper for the first time since tommy walked in and looked between the boys who had moved on from the waffle argument.

He pushed his plate subtly towards his friend with a certain kindness in his eyes, tommy light up at the sight of food he could eat without it being stolen by a certain college student.

Tommy took huge bites outta the waffle looking up at Tubbo noticing how intently he was working on the sketch.

"New dream?" He mumbled through a mouth full of food

"Yeah- you really need to learn to swallow before talking" Tubbo spoke laughing quietly at how stupid his friend looked

"Don't laugh I'm a growing boy, and I'm hungry"

"Yeah, yeah I've heard that one before" he mumbled slightly

The laughed in sync suddenly in peace with where they where at the moment, times of quiet where rare in the Watson household but when you got them? It was everything to all 5 members of their family.

A/N hope y'all liked it and I'll update soon

Love you guys and I hope you have a god day, don't forget to eat and drink water

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