Greamno and MCYT Oneshots

The Five Brothers AU Part 4 (Oneshot)

Guys what the fuck

What-

What's my comment section!? Why is everyone shouting self-care at meeee!?

:(((((

No.

Grian was found exactly when the police thought they'd find him, quickly saving the strawberry-blonde from the dust-filled basement.

He was allowed visits from immediate family a week later.

And, naturally, Phil didn't show.

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"Phil, this is important-"

"Wilbur I don't have time for this-"

"Phil it's about Gr-"

"I don't care, Will. Text me if you need anything."

Like he'd ever come running if Wilbur did.

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When Grian saw Wilbur and Tommy enter the room, the hybrid lit up like a christmas tree.

"Wilbur! Tommy!" He called out, voice scratchy.

"Gri!" Tommy squeaked, bouncing up and down on the souls of his feet. "Are you okay?"

"Heya, Toms. I'll be fine, yeah?" Grian chuckled dryly at the loud blonde's concern.

"Hey, Grian." Wilbur smiled softly, concern obvious on his facial features. "How are you doing?"

"Hah, well. Pretty bad. But I'll be fine, yeah? I always am." The strawberry-blonde shook his head before looking around. "Y'know, for someone who's eldest is in critical condition, Phil is surprisingly absent."

Wilbur opened his mouth to make some excuse for Phil, but Tommy beat him to it.

"Phil wouldn't listen to Wilbur when he said that we could visit you!"

Grian's eyes narrowed, muttering something to himself. Something about how he 'knew it' and about Phil and his 'Damn favoritism'.

"Gri?"

The youngest's voice broke the eldest out of his trance.

"Yeah, sorry Toms. I'm fine, see? It's just, Phil isn't usually... The best father, yeah?" Grian cocked his head to the side, as if asking a question.

Why would Grian explain this to Tommy? Even Grian knew that Tommy shouldn't know everything that goes on in the household- unless-

Oh.

"Wait- Tommy-"

"Yeah, I know! He didn't even pay our school tuition! I don't know how I'm even still going!" Tommy huffed, crossing his arms.

Wilbur winced at that. Damnit Grian, stop being so cunning. He knew Tommy would spill just about everything he'd seen or was aware of in the household if be just asked.

Grian nodded silently to himself, throwing Wilbur a look.

"Well, lucky you won't be stuck with him for much longer, huh?"

Tommy did not get what Grian was implying.

"Oh, Wilbur gets out in two years. I still have five to go!" The loud blonde protested.

"How does five months sound?" Grian raised an eyebrow, chuckling at Tommy's face.

"Sounds great, big man, but- oh. Oh." Tommy trailed off into a whisper as he realized what Grian was implying. "You mean- ?"

It was confirmed with a quick nod.

Wilbur almost collapsed with relief.

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Tommy was ushered outside by Wilbur about two hours late so he could privately speak to his elder brother.

"Grian." The brunette nodded respectfully, making his way to the sick one's bed.

"Wilbur. I wish to discuss the adoption terms with you. I understand you've been acting as Tommy's sole gaurdian?" Grian prompted.

Wilbur took a moment to breath.

"Yeah, I'd say that's pretty accurate."

"You've paid for food, school, clothes, and water for your brother because of Phil's negligence before?"

"Y- yes?" Wilbur answered hesitantly, the statement accidentally coming out as more of a question.

"Okay, I have these here, there adoption forms. If Phil signs, then we won't have to take him to legal court. If he doesn't sign, I'll take him to court over it." Grian stated carmly.

The brunette nodded slightly.

"How long have you had these?" He asked.

"I got 'em printed out a month after you were born. I experienced a lot of the same stuff when I was with Phil." Grian admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I understand."

"Now, here's what you do..."

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When the duo finally got back to the house, Phil was mad.

"And just where have you two been!? I thought I'd specifically told you the curfew was 8:00pm sharp! It's two in the bloody morning!" He whisper-shouted, Techno no doubt saving them from the true volume.

"Oh nowhere important." Tommy smiled. "Just visiting Grian. Who's in critical condition. In the hospital."

Phil blinked.

And the he blinked again.

And Wilbur felt like bashing his head in.

"And... You didn't tell me?" Phil hissed out lowly.

"In all honestly, Philza, we did tell you. You just said, and I quote, 'I don't care, Will'. So I decided to let you and your son run off to fight with our swords while we visited our Ill older brother." Wilbur hissed out in the exact same tone as Phil, maybe a little louder, a little more spiteful.

"Ouch, burn." Tommy added quietly behind the two.

"Wilbur Minecraft-"

"Wilbur Soot, actually." Wilbur responded flatly, holding out a hand to Tommy. "Tommy, you coming?"

"Coming, Wilby!" The dirty-blonde squeaked excitedly, voice cracking as he bounced after the taller.

Phil sat in silence, eyes reading over the pieces of paper Wilbur had handed to him.

These weren't...

These couldn't be...

'Sign For The Adoption Of Tommy and Wilbur Minecraft'

:))))))))

I'm neglecting to take my sleeping pills like the model citizen I am.

Hahaha 2am go brrrrrr-

874 word count!

Alright! Thank you all for reading!