Glowing Hearts :: Karlnapity

Extra: Philza Family Dinner

Wilbur was sat at the dining table next to Tommy and across from his own son, Fundy, when his phone started to buzz, it was Sapnap. 

Fire Student

FS: hey can you still get us out of class? 

WS: Yeah man :) 

WS: How many day's you need?

FS: For now just 2 days

FS: I think he will be better after that

WS: Yeah I'll get right on it

WS: After dinner that is

FS: Okay

FS: Actually is there any way you can get one more person out of class?

WS: You're kinda stretching but yea 

WS: Who is it so I can pull up their file

FS: It's Karl :)

WS: The second year? 

FS: Its complicated but yes

WS: Yeah that should be fine, but only you three, got it?

FS: Got it!

Wilbur lets out a small chuckle while shaking his head, catching the attention of his younger brother. 

"You gotta girlfriend, Wilby?" Tommy says while elbowing his brother's arm. 

Wilbur rolls his eyes. "No, I'm texting Sapnap," he says bluntly making Tommy's face twist in confusion. 

"Wot? Why the hell are you texting a student?" 

"He needs to get out of class for a few days that's all," he says truthfully making Tommy gasp. 

"Why are you helping them get out of class and not your dear brother?" He says offended making Wilbur laugh obnoxiously. 

"Why in the world would I do that?" 

"I'll tell Dadza what you're doing!" Tommy yells pissed.  

Wilbur covers his younger brother's mouth. "Don't you dare tell Dad-" 

"Don't tell me what?" Philza had entered the dining room holding a large dish that had fresh veggie lasagna inside. 

Wilbur leans over to Tommy's ear and whispers, "Don't say anything and I swear I'll get you a day off."

Tommy grins innocently at his father. "We were talking about women that we like," the blonde says proudly. Wilbur sighs in relief because his father is, well, much more professional about his job. 

The winged man nods slowly, setting the lasagna down on the table. He takes a seat next to his fox-eared grandson crossing his arms. "So, Fundy, I'll take you to get ice cream after this if you tell me what they were talking about," Philza bargained looking at Fundy. 

Fundy looks from his granddad to his father, who was making zipper lips to signal to keep him quiet. "Well...Ice cream sounds pretty good and would really hit the spot..." His ears twitched as he gave he stared back at his father. 

'Dammit, I raised him to be a hustler,' Wilbur thought to himself. "Fine, I'll get you ice cream and give you what we were talking about, deal?" 

Fundy put's a hand on his chin taking his time thinking. "Hmmmm, give me two extra days than whatever you give Tommy and we have a deal," he finally says while reaching his hand across the table. 

"WOT-!" 

"It's a deal," Wilbur says cutting off Tommy and shaking his son's hand. 

Philza gives a disappointed sigh. "Wilbur, I literally heard everything from the kitchen," he says while crossing his arms, and the three of them freeze. "I was just hoping that I raised one of you right," he finishes while taking a bite from his dinner. 

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I needed to write something light-hearted before I wrote more angst lmao, I have more of these little stories planned 

Have a good day guys!