Speechless | Wilbur & Niki Angst

Settling Down

TW: Swearing, talk about past traumas

A/N: I'm so good at priorities lol, absolutely no procrastination happened. Definitely no binging of YouTube... definitely...

 "So let me get this straight," Schlatt verified, "Tommy found these two random kids, and you let them stay at your house. Then, you get brought to fucking prison, and everyone else, with the exception of Tubbo, goes to the facility. In prison, you meet yet another kid, and Tubbo, Ranboo, and Dream's friend break you out. After that, you guys single handedly break all the people in the facility out, and fucking succeed?"

"Yep," Phil responded. Close enough.

"And what the fuck are we going to do with them now?" The ram hybrid asked, gesturing to the surrounding hybrids, most of which were asleep. Which was fair, it was quite late, and they had hiked for at least five hours, probably more.

"I don't know yet. (this is true, at this moment in time, the author is scrambling to find tape for this plot hole, plz ideas) For now I guess we'll just try to keep them safe, fed, and healthy."

"We?" Schlatt asked, and the eagle could tell he was raising an eyebrow, even in the dark.

"Yep." he replied, already knowing the man would agree.

The ram chuckled, "Fine. Do you have any ideas, though?"

"I mean I could take Dream, Sapnap, and their old, but new friend, George, plus Niki and Will."

"Goodness, Phil, that's already..." Schlatt paused, probably adding the kids up, "Tommy and Techno, plus five..." he muttered. "Seven! That's seven fucking kids that you'll have to take care of, AND Ranboo!" the man wiper yelled, trying to keep quiet for the sleeping children.

"I know, Schlatt! I can count!" He hissed back. Unlike you apparently. He kept that last part to himself.

"Guys," The two adults whipped around at the noise, their gazes settling on a pig hybrid, who looked quite done with their child like bickering. "Schlatt, you know you aren't going to convince him otherwise, trust me, I've tried." Techno deadpanned. The ram hybrid chuckled, nodding in agreement.

Phil scoffed, laughing along. "I didn't even know you were fucking awake, mate."

"Well, unlike you, I know how to be quiet. I mean, somehow Tommy and Tubbo were quieter than you two."

"HEY! How'd you even know we were listening?!" The mentioned chicken hybrid asked, sitting up. Tubbo popped up as well.

"If you wish to know, train for another 400 years."

"But then I'd be so old. Are you an old man, Techno? Do you need to sit down?" The pig hybrid scoffed, and began to make his way over to the boy. Tommy quickly backed down, apologies pouring out of his mouth while Tubbo had the time of his life.

"Boys!" Phil called, trying to get them in order. He semi-succeeded. Techno stopped mock attacking the chicken hybrid, and Tubbo stopped cackling like a crazy person while it happened. "Tubbo, you should be sleeping, you need to rest that ankle. Tommy, you plus sleep deprivation is a literal nightmare. And Techno, you should probably get some rest too, it's been a long day. All of you, go to bed."

"But-" Tommy began to protest.

"Nope. Do not finish that sentence. Bed." Phil cut him off. Two of the three boys huffed, and they all laid back onto the ground, settling down. Ranboo, who had apparently been awake the entire time, grabbed Tubbo, holding him gently. Either for comfort or body heat, maybe a combination of both, it worked. The bee hybrid settled down, and Tommy and Techno were soon to follow.

"We should probably sleep too." Schlatt pointed out, who had been watching the scene play out with an amused expression on his face.

"Yeah, I'll go to bed in a bit." Phil answered, his eyes scanning the forest surrounding them for any movement.

"You don't have to do that you know. You got them out, they're safe."

"But they fucking aren't!" the eagle hybrid exploded, "Tubbo got fucking shot, for pete's sake! Wilbur is traumatized, so is Niki, and probably a lot of the other kids here. And Tommy, I don't know if you've noticed, but every fucking time he talks, he hesitates. He's fucking scared of getting hurt! Techno is avoiding Ranboo, who knows why. Dream has night terrors, Sapnap is worried for Dream, and George has been captured for two fucking years! Their lives are in shit!" he whisper shouted.

Schlatt was quiet for a second, probably absorbing all of the things Phil had just said, "But you helped them. You still are." He contradicted quietly. "You got Tubbo to me, you rescued all the kids at the facility, including Niki and Will. Tommy will recover eventually, and even if he doesn't you'll love him all the same. Techno will come around, he always does. And that... 'Dream Team,' will sort it out. Why can't you see all of the good that you've done?"

"I suppose you're right." Phil agreed reluctantly.

"I know I am."

Seriously though, if you have any ideas of where to put all of the kids, please tell me. If you forgot, there is like ten of each gender, counting Niki, Wilbur, and George. I'll give you credit of course, 'cause you lifesavers deserve it. And as always, have a great day/night, and take care of yourselves!