Lost in a New World {Discontinued Version} <Read Des for Rewrite info>

Not so Alone {16}

Oops I lied again. Um...have some angst instead of George time?
Eh, no one cares if he died lmao

Third Person (Tubbo Focus)

It was early in the morning when he slowly awoke. The young boy opened his eyes and looked around the dingy cave, they should really make a house. It was damp and smelled of stone and moss. While not the worse sent, it wasn't the most pleasant. Tubbo glanced around, eyes laying upon each sleeping member of the mix-match family.

He got up, realizing Tommy had fallen asleep a bit away. He slowly crept out of the cave and intothe near by wood. After a while he stumbled upon a strange creature. It was a chicken. Grinning in delight, Tubbo walked slowly to the chicken. It seemed to be guarding a nest. After waiting for a moment or two the chicken, or Chickeninnit as Tubbo had named it, walked off.

Knowing he didn't have much time, Tubbo approached the nest and looked intothe middle. His father was a gamer and his mother a baker, so he knew plenty about food. It also helped that he loved the stuff. Carefully, he plucked an egg from the nest. He held it to the sky and looked at it. He was attempting to candle it. After seeing it was more opaque, he set it back down. After a minute or two of this, he had found five eggs that where not fertilized. Knowing this, he felt less bad when he carried them off.

He had decided he wanted to make breakfast as soon as he saw the chicken, but held back.Now that he had found a suitable amount of eggs that would not have became chicks, he knew it was possible. He walked closer to the cave. Around 12 feet away, he stopped. He looked to the fire pit made by Technobalde and carefully sat down the eggs on the ground. He trapped the slab of stone they used and set it on it's shelf like thing. It was high enough to not burn but would still heat up the food .

Slowly, he got to work, humming a familiar tune as he cracked the eggs into the stone.He had started of the fire at this point and breakfast was swinging. He couldn't exactly make bacon, he didn't have pork and he doubted Technobalde would enjoy it. As he pondered what else he could have, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped and turned to see the grinning face of the gremlin child.

"Hello Tubbo my frieeennnnnnddddd," Tommy said with finger guns.

"Tommy your not sucking up to me for extra food," Tubbo said, wearing a smirk.Tommy huffed and crossed his arms. Tubbo added, "But you can make your keep. Go find some berries or something."

"But Tubbo, I'm your best friend," Tommy complained.

"Yeah so? The chef's word rules," Tubbo teased back, still smiling.

Tommy also bore a smile as he headed into the woods. After a while, he came back, arms fullof what seemed to be while strawberries. They where wet as if they had been soaked in the clean water supply that Technoblade brought. Speak of the devil, he was walking over, the two human's activities peaking his interest.

"Hello mortals," he said in his monotone voice. The two turned to face him, both having to
look up from their sitting positions.

"I was just making breakfast," Tommy said, cockily pointing at himself. Tubbo softly
snickered and let him be.

"Really mate?" A second voice asked form behind the three. Philza stood there, stretchinghis wings out to their full wing span. Feathers came softly tumbling down as he moved them. "I didn't think you where the type to help out," He added. The bird like man walked over and ruffled his hair.