Third person POV
Phil trekked along the glistening creak filled with glowing squids and shining salmon; phil crouched next to the creek and slowly let his hand fall in, the cold of the creek was welcoming. the crystal clear water soft ripples surrounding his hand, Phil wanted to rest but he had to head home, the rippling water stopped and Phil retreated his hand; the mechanical wings on his back making a soft creak as they opened he had never tried using these wings before but Phil's state of mind was 'there's a first time for everything, Including dying'
the gears started turning and the wings began to flap he jumped so he would be elevated and pushed the gears further to see if he could get any further off the ground phil had been elevated about 12 feet when the gears stalled Phil dropped as he dropped he prepared for the impact he kept his feet and legs tightly together so that both his feet hit the ground at the same time. Pointing his toes slightly down before impact so that he would land on the balls of his feet. This would allow his lower body to more effectively absorb the impact. the shock in his feet caused him to kneel over, phil carefully took the wings of his back and made a mental note to fix them later
as for now he was busy with finding his way back home.
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Them [sleepy bois inc + tubbo and ranboo ]
FanfictionPhil is a 20 year old who just moved out of his parents home and has love to spare (purely platonic) what will happen when he encounters some children in the oddest places [this story will eventually fall in line with the smp lore]