Sleepy Bois Inc. Angst Oneshots

Snow Day

AN: fluff because I don't want to do homework :)
Also, I'm tired, so it might a little bad :))
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Wilbur groaned when he heard the door to his bedroom open. "Wilby!" Tommy screamed into his ear. He glared at the six year old before pulling a pillow over his head. Wilbur didn't hear anything for a minute or two, so he assumed Tommy left.

He was proven wrong when the gremlin crawled onto his bed and started jumping on him. "Wil, you'll never guess what's happening!"

"Do I want to know?" The last time Wil had asked what happened, Tommy told him that he chased a squirrel in the park, and it somehow took ten minutes to tell the story.

"Yes. It's important!" He defeatedly pulled the pillow off his head and looked at the raccoon child.

"Well, what is it?"

"You have to guess." He rolled his eyes, sat up, and pushed Tom off him. He climbed right back on and made himself comfortable on Wil's lap.

"Is it- what day is it? Is it someone's birthday?" He panicked. If he had forgotten someone's birthday, Tommy was sure to tell and make him feel guilty.

"No," the blond drew out. "It's a snow day." Wilbur stared at his little brother.

"You woke me up early to tell me that I could've slept in?" Tommy nodded, laughing. He stopped laughing when he noticed Wil's face. He quickly crawled off his bed and ran for his life as Wilbur chased him into the living room.

Wilbur stopped chasing Toms as their dad entered the room. "Oh, Wil, you're up! It's a snow day today. You can go back to sleep if you want," Philza informed him good-naturedly. Wil groaned in response and joined Techno on the couch. Phil shrugged before making his way to the kitchen.

"He get you, too?" He nodded. "Sneaky little bas..."

"Techno!" Phil cut Techno off before he could swear in front of Tommy.

"Sorry, Dad!" Techno called in response. "Did Tommy jump on you, too? I swear that kid has more energy than a puppy on cocaine."

"Gotta love little siblings," Wil muttered before turning to watch Tommy. Tommy took up position at the window staring out at the falling snow. With no warning, he ran off again, and Wil heard the tell-tale sound of a door opening and shutting.

Toms had just let himself out into the snow wearing nothing more than a T-shirt and his pajama pants. Wilbur stared out the window at his brother who was now making a snow angel. He sighed and looked at Techno. They played a game of rock-paper-scissors to determine which one would have to get him. Techno won as per usual, and Wil huffed before getting off the couch. He pulled on his boots, fiddled with his coat, and grabbed a beanie. He opened the door and asked himself, "Is Tommy really worth it?" Sighing, he stepped into the cold.

"Tommy, come in! You'll get sick." He searched the yard. Tommy's head popped up above a drift. Wil grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back inside. He lectured him while Phil finished making breakfast, and then Phil lectured him while they ate their muffins.

Soon, they finished their breakfast. Techno left to tuck himself into a corner with a book, and Wilbur went to go strum some chords on his guitar. Tommy went off doing whatever raccoon children do in their free time, probably sifting garbage or stealing shiny things.

After a while, Phil called all of them down. "Do you boys want to go sledding?" he asked. Tommy nodded, jumping up and down, while Techno and Wilbur simply said sure. They rushed to pull on all of their snow gear while their dad got the sleds out of the basement.

They met up with Tubbo, and then the Sleepy Bois started walking to the park's tallest hill. They trudged through the two feet of snow that had allowed them to stay home from school. Techno dragged Tommy in a sled while Phil pulled the other three sleds. Wilbur made his way to the park with Tubbo on his back.

When they arrived, Tommy started to chicken out. "Do I have to go first?" the six year old asked quietly.

Techno, with a mischievous glint in his eye, gave his sled a shove. It quickly went down the hill, and the blond screamed the whole way down. Wilbur had a similar idea. He dropped Tubbo in a snow drift before wrestling him into a sled and sending him down the hill.

Tubbo collided with Tommy's sled at the bottom. The two friends ended up tangled in a pile of limbs, laughter, and snow. Wilbur slid down the hill and joined the pile. Techno barreled down the hill and rammed them deeper into a snow drift. Phil simply flew down the hill and laughed at his boys... until Tommy nailed him with a snow ball.

Soon, there was snow flying everywhere. Phil distracted Techno as Wilbur snuck up behind him. He dumped an armful of snow down Techno's shirt and started running. Phil grinned, but Tommy wiped the smirk off his face when he hit him in the back with a round of snowballs.

"Tommy~" Tommy turned to see Tubbo and Wilbur with a pile of snowballs at their feet. They started launching them at the six year old. He collapsed into the snow dramatically, and Tubbo ran to him.

"Tubbo, how could you? We were friends," Tommy whispered before pretending to die. Wil rolled his eyes. He started burying Tommy in snow until he sat up and ruined it.

"Boys, it's time to go home!" Wilbur finally noticed he couldn't feel his ears, and his nose was running. He tugged his hat down and slid down the hill one last time.

The Sleepy Bois packed up their sleds. Tommy and Tubbo hitched a ride from Techno and fell asleep in a sled. Phil flew ahead to make hot chocolate for the boys. That left Wil struggling with the last three sleds.

When they finally made it home, everyone cuddled up on the couch with hot chocolate and cookies. They watched Christmas movies until late in the night.

Tommy and Tubbo were curled up together, and Techno was resting his head on Phil's shoulder. Wil smiled sleepily at his little family. He loved snow days.
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