Phil POV
I sighed, finally happy to be done editing for the day. Now all I had to do was wait for my sons to get home with their new game. Tommy had been talking about it for an entire week. I was secretly thankful Techno had agreed to take them. Now I didn't have to worry about my ear falling off.
It was strange. Night had come quickly... so where were they? I called Techno first, with no answer. The same with Wilbur and Tommy. Weird. I felt a pit begin to claw into my stomach.
I sat on the couch contemplating what to do. They were fine... right? I don't know what could have prepared me for the phone call that I was about to get.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Is this Philiza Minecraft?" a voice asked. Did I know this person?
"Yes." I bit my lip. Where was this going?
"This is the ******* Hospital." I felt my heart dropped. Something happened. "Your three sons were in a car accident. Your youngest son is in critical condition-"
"I'm on my way!" I said, barely giving the person a chance to respond before hanging up. I rushed to get ready, grabbing my keys before jumping my car. I could barely drive the speed limit, worry seemed to be in control.
Are they okay? I could only hope and pray they were. What if something changed? What if- I stopped myself from thinking like that. Not now.
I parked the car and raced into the building, terrified to say the least. Immediately I ran to the front desk, frantically asking, "Are they okay?!"
The lady glanced at me, "Who are you here to see?"
"Thomas Minecraft." I felt my voice shake.
"Come with me." the lady stood up, leading me down the hallway and into another waiting room.
I walked in and immediately saw two of my sons. I ran to them, hugging them tightly. "Are you okay?" I pulled back, meeting their eyes.
"We're okay." Wilbur nodded slowly, glancing sideways at Techno.
Techno on the other hand wouldn't look me in the eye. "Techno?"
"I'm sorry-y." he said quietly, looking up at me with glassy eyes.
"You didn't do anything wrong Techno." I didn't understand. What did he think he did wrong? "What's wrong?"
"I-its my fault! I lost control! And now Tommy-y... he-" Techno began to sob making my heart break. I pulled him into a hug, trying to comfort him. Wilbur rubbed his back slowly, hoping to do the same.
"It's not your fault Techno. These things happen. It was the idiot who pulled out in front of you." I said softly. "Tommy is going to be fine. He's a big man, remember?"
A nurse entered, "Thomas Minecraft is ready for visitors."
We jumped up, rushing towards the room. Before I could even see my son I was brought aside by a doctor.
"Will he be okay?"
The doctor nodded, "We'll need to keep him over night. He did break his leg and arm but he'll make it. It will be a slow recovery, but he'll be fine."
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Thank you." I entered the room, stopping at the sight of him. My son. Tommy was hooked up to a few machines with his leg and arm casted.
Wilbur and Techno were beside him, talking quietly. I grabbed a chair and sat next to them.
"How are you doing Toms?" I asked softly.
"I'm okay." his voice was raspy, but he offered a small smile. He paused. "Can we still go get that game?"
The three of us groaned. Of course Tommy would still be begging for something he wanted. But that was Tommy.
Our Tommy.
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Terrible ending, but that's okay. Hope you liked it! Thank you for the 5k!!
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Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI)
FanfictionThis will have no shipping or anything of that sort. None of this will relate to the actual people in any way. Its mostly based on their online personas. I hope you enjoy!