I'VE NEVER WROTE FOR MARRIED COUPLES SOOOOO FIRST TIME POG
Other than that I literally don't have any ideas for Phils 3 chapters so it might be shortened if I don't think of one LMAO most of this is filler
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Phil yawned, waking up at exactly 5 am.
Ever since he found out that the Mind Space doesn't immediately kick you out once you sleep, it turns out it's a really great alarm clock. Once he leaves the world, It always leaves him awake, so he never has to worry about sleeping in.
He got out of the bed and started cooking. It wasn't anything special, just waffles.
He poured the batter into the waffle iron, hoping the batter doesn't spill.
Kristin was still asleep. Maybe he can surprise her?
While the waffles cooked, he walked down the stairs to see the library. He turned on the lights, and opened the doors. Outside of the doors were little flower carts with all kinds of them.
He turned the sign around, making the library open.
He smelled the waffles, and went up to put them in a plate.
He topped them with syrup and blueberries.
He heard a yawn from behind him.
"Good morning, Kristen." He smiled, handing her the plate.
"Good morning," She greeted, still tired from waking up.
Phil just hugged her from behind as they walked to the table.
"How is it?" Phil asked.
"The waffles are great, as always." complimented Kristen. "Are you going to like, sleep for another two hours again today?"
"So you've noticed?" said Phil.
"Of course I would."
"Would you believe me if I told you I mightve adopted 4 kids?" Phil joked.
"Mhm—wait WHAT?!" Kristen snapped out of her sleepy mode and looked at Phil.
"I'm joking, I'm joking." Phil laughed. "They just call me dad sometimes,"
"Well, who are these kids? And when did you meet them?" Kristen asked. "You've been sleeping more than meet up with some kids."
"If I told you I met them in my dreams, would you call me crazy?"
"Not really, no." She laughed, rolling her eyes. "How are they like, weird and look like pineapples?"
"No, I'm actually serious." Phil giggled.
"Pff—what?"
"Come on, you'll get to meet them!" Phil laughed, running into their room to find the clock.
"Wait, I didn't get ready!" Kristen worried.
"You don't have to!" Phil ran out, with the pocket clock. "Close your eyes and hold my hand."
Kristen didn't hesitate and grabbed his.
"Are you sure about this, honey?"
"Yep!"
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.
.It felt like falling.
They opened their eyes to a home.
"Welcome to the Mind Space, pumpkin." Phil smiled.
Tubbo ran up the stairs. "PHILZAAAAA MINECRAFT IS HOME!" He paused and hid under the stairs. "Wait, guys—"
Tommy, Techno and Wilbur followed, peeping up the stairwell.
"Is that a woman?" Tommy whispered to Wilbur.
"Maybe, maybe." Wilbur whispered back, and turned towards them. "PHILLLL, WHO IS THAT?"
"Boys, meet Kristen. My wonderful wife." Phil giggled at their reactions when they all gasped.
"MUMZA POG?" Tubbo exclaimed.
Kristen watched as the four boys pop out of the stairwell.
"Good day, Ms. Minecraft!" Wilbur greeted, and looked at Phil. "You didn't tell us to prepare a welcome party!"
"Tubbo, Tommy? Go get the baked bread we made earlier." Wilbur turned to Tubbo and Tommy, in which Tubbo saluted and ran down, and Tommy just grumbled but did so. "Anyways, how are you?"
"I'm very happy to meet you...?"
"Oh, its Wilbur! Wilbur Soot." Wilbur smiled.
"And I'm Technoblade Soot." Techno waved from the corner.
Tubbo returned, giving Kristen a basket of bread. "Welcome to our humble abode, Philza's wife!"
"Aww, thank you Tubbo."
Tommy peeked up from the stairway, ran towards Kristen and gave her a flower crown, and went back on the stairway, watching.
She placed it on her head, and smiled. "Thanks Tommy, I appreciate it!"
"You better appreciate it." Tommy said. "Wait, how do you know my name?"
"Wilbur called you two that?—"
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After meeting the boys, they eventually had to leave and go run the library and flower shop.
.
.
.They woke up from where they were passed out on.
"Now you understand why I sleep alot?" Phil laughed.
"Mhm, it was really nice meeting them. They were nice boys." Kristen walked downstairs towards the flower shop. "But I'd rather stay in reality."
Phil opened the fridge to put some uneaten waffles in, to realise there isn't any more milk.
"Kristen! I'm gonna go buy some milk! You need anything else?"
"I need some baking ingredients, but anyways if you suddenly disappear i will track you down and kick your ass, okay?!"
Phil laughed, walking out.
"Warning noted!"
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AAAA I PHILZA MINECRAFTS THREE CHAPTERS ARE GOING TO BE SO BORING SO MY BRAIN IS PEDALING HARD NOW
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