Still Family -A Sleepybois Inc. Self Insert

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A/N:

Hello everyone! I'm eager to see what y'all have to say about the story changes! Here is the Tubbo flower field chapter that I have been so excited to write! Enjoy! Byeeee!

TW: mention of abuse and alcohol!

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You finally get to the field with Tubbo, he has been humming the entire time. You laugh softly as he reaches the climax of the song.

"We're here! You ready to pick some flowers?" You ask as you put down the quilt in an area that doesn't have flowers, "what flowers are you going to pick?" He thinks for a moment before running over a patch of red and white flowers. He looks over at you, a question in his eyes. You crouch down next to him, looking at the flowers in question.

"Hmm, you should be able to use these! I think I know who these are for, Tommy, right?" 

"Mhm! I think I will make something for Ranboo as well as Philza!" You nod in agreement. You stand up and look around, it's about 11 in the morning. You spot some pink flowers that should be good for Technos crown and some yellow ones for Wilbur.

When I collect all I need, I turn back to Tubbo.

"I got my flowers, do you got all of yours?" He looks up at you and smiles.

"Yep!" He stands up with his basket, full of black, red, white, green flowers. We walk over to the blanket and I pick up my phone to look at the time.

"Hey, let's eat lunch ok? Then we can make the crowns!" You pull the container from the basket, flowers covering it. When you open it you get hit with the sent of peanut butter (if you are allergic to peanuts then pick ur favorite sandwich) you give Tubbo a sandwich and get yourself one. Finally you both settle down on the blanket, getting cozy. You sit in silence, looking up at the sky. You feel the blankets move and a weight on your lap. Tubbo has sat his head in your lap, looking up at you. You smile down at him, your sandwich long gone. You start to rub your fingers through his soft hair. You both look up, looking at the light blue sky, white clouds sprinkling the sky.

"Tell me a story, Y/N… please…" Tubbo asks, almost a whisper. You glance down at him for a moment and you start speaking softly.

"A story huh? Hmm… well, once there was a small child, their parents died when they were a young age, only having their brother to support them. The brother was kind to the child, always telling them stories, singing songs to them when they were scared… he was the perfect brother… then a dark poison consumed him…" You take a deep shaky breath and continue, "The poison caused him to say bad things, do bad things… but the child still loved him, even when dark spots covered their skin, even when they had to sleep in the cold… they still loved their brother. Luckily the child had amazing friends that let them stay with them after the brother went away to start his dreams. The older brothers taught the child to fight and play music, the youngest brother taught the child to laugh and love everything about the world, the father taught the child that people will always be around to catch you when you fall, and lastly, the second youngest brother taught them that sometimes it's ok to stop and enjoy what you have." You stop the story to look down and see the sleeping child on your lap. You smile softly at the sight and let out a yawn. When you look at your phone you see that it is 2 in the afternoon. You decide to take a small nap so you lay down, Tubbo still on your lap, and fall fast asleep.

When you wake up you see a tall man standing about you. You let out a small squeal of surprise, sitting up quickly. The man placed his hand on your mouth and but a finger to his lips.

"Shh, you don't want to wake Tubbo, do you?" Wilbur said. You shake your head and look around. Philza was laying another blanket down beside yours. He looked at you and smiled,

"It is such a nice day you see, and we were bored at the house so we decided to find the both of you to have a lovely picnic." Picnic? You look around for your phone when it suddenly appear in front of your face. Tommy is sitting next to you, dangling your phone. You quickly snach it and look at the time. It was 5 in the afternoon! You look down at Tubbo to see he is still sleeping, just not on your lap. Instead he is next to your legs, curled up in a ball. When you look up you see Techno sitting down in a chair, reading the book you brought. You sigh and look back at Philza.

"What did you bring for dinner?" You ask, curious. He lifts up the basket he brought with him.

"I brought some more sandwiches and a thing of strawberry lemonade." Perfect for a day like this, you thought. The baskets of flowers where right next to each other off of the blanket, the container next to it. Ants were running around, trying to get the last crumbs. Tommy lays his body across the blanket, so when you layed down, your head was on his stomach. Wilbur sits against a nearby tree with his guitar. He starts strumming softly and singing. Even Techno seemed to loss focus on the book in his hands. We all settled in to listen to Wilbur's beautiful, soothing voice.

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A/N: Did y'all like that chapter? I found it really fun to make and even add some parts about Y/Ns backstory! I plan on doing more to touch on your tragic past but for now, here is some soft fluffy to awe at!