𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒"

9 ━━☆⌒*. Parenting

- art doesn't belong to me !!!! -

genre: can you really call it fluff when it's mostly tommy parenting a baby piglin? [ also some wholesome quackity and tommy moments. ]

characters: tommy, ranboo, and tubbo

extras: micheal, quackity, sapnap, and karl jacobs

date made: 03/20/2021

benchtrio platonically married and winged!tommyinnit au 

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"𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 you wanna do this? i mean, micheal can be a handful at times, toms." 

tubbo and ranboo were going out on a date night, leaving tommy in charge of micheal for the first time since they got [platonically] married. tubbo, being the most worried out of the trio, now making sure tommy was sure to take care of micheal.

"yeah, i'm sure tubs! i mean, we've babysat foolish before right? i have experience." tommy stated, matter-of-factly. 

"yeah-but this is our child we're talking about," tubbo muttered, "without me and ranboo.."

 "tubs, me and micheal will be just fine, don't worry. now go have fun on your platonic date night!" tommy chuckled. ranboo smiled, taking tubbo's hand.

"thanks tommy, cya! bye mikey!" ranboo said, leading tubbo out of the house and to the car.

"k they're gone now," tommy turned to micheal, who was staring up at him from below, "what do we do now, mikey?"

not even a minute later, the tommy was flying around the house with micheal. the two giggled, tommy trying not to bump into the chandelier when reaching the dining room. after ten laps, tommy got dizzy and bumped into the chandelier, crashing into the table, throwing micheal into the couch.

micheal hopped off the couch and ran to tommy.

"mr iwnnit? are ywou otay?" micheal asked, peering over tommy, who was sat up, rubbing his head with a newly made black eye and a his noise bleeding. tommy tucked in his wings and looked at micheal.

"i'm fine, i do this like five times a week, don't worry." tommy responded, chuckling a bit.

"dwoesnt it hwurt?"

tommy hissed quietly, remembering there's something called pain. "no, not at all, kiddo. but can you do me a favour and ring up señor q?"

"señor qwack qwack?"

"yes, señor quack quack."

"otay!" micheal went to the telephone and dialed in quackity's number.

"hello?" he answered.

"hewwo señor qwack qwack!" micheal giggled.

"hi mikey! what's up lil' man?"

"uh mr. iwnnit twold me two call you. he's hwurt at the mwoment."

"oh. i'll be over in a second, tell tommy imma pulverize him, okay, lil' man?"

"oki señor qwack qwack!"

quackity hung up the phone and micheal turned to look at tommy, who was hissing while trying to get up.

"mr iwnnit,, señor qwack qwack told me to tell you that  he's gonna pwulverize you!"

"i-fuck." tommy muttered.

"fwuck?"

tommy chuckled, "ah yes fuck."

few minutes later 

"OH MY GOD YOU BITCH-" quackity burst in with karl and sapnap.

"tch, bitch." tommy scoffed.

"bwitch!" micheal repeated.

"i- crap tubbo and ranboo are gonna kill us." quackity mumbled, closing the door. sapnap and karl chuckled.

"i know right?" tommy scoffed, playfully of course.

"right right, we're straying away from the conversation at hand here. why did you fly around the house with a baby pinglin in tow??" 

"i dunno. i just wanted to have some fun with the lil' dude."

at this point, sapnap and karl were dying laughing.

"oh my lord-sap, karl? mi amours, can you go put micheal to sleep? it's practically nine pm already." quackity asked, but in a demanding tone.

"i know damn well your not talking to me like that." sapnap mutters.

"and i know damn well your not talking to me." 

"sap-please not in front of the kid.." karl said, tugging at sapnap's arm. the ravennette sighed.

"okay quackity." sapnap said, picking up micheal and taking him up to his room, karl following behind. quackity sighed, turning to tommy.

"alright, does it hurt badly?" he asked, walking over to the blonde.

"no, not really, everything's just numb at the moment." tommy responded.

"okay," quackity grabbed bandages off the kitchen counter and sat down beside him, "never do this again, especially with the kid. got it?" he started bandaging tommy's wounds.

"got it, big q.." he muttered.

"kay, now get to bed." 

tommy nodded and got up then walked to his, tubbo, and ranboo's room with the triple bunk beds. getting onto his bottom bunk and laying down, getting comfortable and falling asleep. meanwhile, quackity walked to micheal's room, peeking in and smiling at the sight. karl and sapnap had fallen asleep with micheal. 

quackity walked over and snuggled up next to karl. eventually falling asleep.

two hours later

tubbo and ranboo walked into the house. looking to their right to see the dining table broken. tubbo groaned at the sight.

"yk ranboo we really shouldn't have left tommy here-" tubbo grumbled, tiredly.

"but what about the beeduo date? it would've been the benchtrio dates like the rest of the times." ranboo mumbled.

"fair point. but next friday your taking care of micheal, me and tommy will hang out!" tubbo announces quietly.

"seems fair. speaking of micheal and tommy, where are they?" ranboo asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"it's past nine pm, so i suppose micheal is asleep and toms' is either reading, or editing while waiting for us." tubbo responded, walking to the hallway, ranboo following.

"or asleep. but we should check on micheal.." ranboo said, walking to micheal's room and opening the door, quietly peeking in. "aww..tubbo come see."

"what?" tubbo walked over and took a peek, "awwwee.. but why-where's tommy?"

"probably in our room?" ranboo closed the door.

"probably." tubbo took ranboo's arm and walked to their room. opening it and saw tommy asleep in the bottom bunk, "you were right. now let's go to bed, dancing got me washed out.." tubbo said, walking into the closet, then coming out, dressed in a bee onesie.

"mm..okay" ranboo popped his onesie on and teleported to his bed, tubbo already in his. the two drifting off to dreamland after a fun *platonic* date.

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