Some Thing are Better Left in the Dark

Chapter 2

Tommy felt like he was about to suffocate. This car ride was so fucking awkward! The two teens in the back were either staring at him or doing whatever with their phones, which made the blond even more fidgety. He pulled his bag closer to his chest, curling and uncurling the loose strap around his fingers as he stared out the window to try and cool his nerves (keyword: try).

The coolness of the window felt refreshing against his forehead as Tommy watched the world roll past in blurs, tapping along to the music from the radio unconsciously. His eyes counted the cars driving, adverting his gaze only for it to land on a family walking, hands interlocked and laughter floating into the air, even if Tommy couldn't hear it.

It was there. Jealously inched its way into his system, burning his veins as he watched the little family happily walk away. Fingers twitching and curling into his palms, Tommy's brows furrowed as his thoughts were invaded.

He knew that he shouldn't feel the nasty green bug, especially since Phil seemed like a real cool dude. But this was something he's longed for since his time in foster care and being passed around from home to home.

It sucked ass. The teen huffed quietly, earning a raised brow from Phil and Techno, Wilbur being too busy on his phone to hear (or care at the moment-). Tommy tried to give a reassuring smile to them, only for it to come off as strained and this earned him a more concerned look from Phil.

Just fucking great. Turning away from the older blond, Tommy rested his cheek in his palm, pressing closer to the window as he tried to let his mind drift off to the world he's made after leaving Home #4. It worked, the familiar buzz running through his body giving him a small sense of comfort. Though, this time was different...very different...

"Look Toms! It's the Big Dipper!"

Tommy blinked as he took in the different surroundings. He glanced down and noticed his change attire and height. This usually didn't bother him since he's use to suddenly going a world that seemed so distant yet so familiar...if it wasn't for the obvious figure with blond hair with a striped bucket hat sat on top holding him in their arms.

Crystal blue eyes like a jewel shining in the sun stared down at him, a warm smile plastered on his face.

On Phil's face.

Tommy was bewildered to no extent, blinking up at the older man as he chuckled and nuzzled his nose into his hair. He didn't even register the two pair of footsteps running towards them, distracted by the black wings behind Phil, the light of the moon bringing out the slight purple undertones in each feather.

Only when another warm body appeared to his right did he finally advert his eyes from the wings and to the brown curls that bounced as the owner of the curls excitedly shook the older man's arm.

"Dad! Show Toms the Big Dipper! Look Tommy it's right there!" Wilbur, who was now shorter and much younger than before, said as he turned to point at the starry sky in the direction of said constellation.

Tommy felt the rumble of Phil's chest as he chuckled at his son's excitement, using his other hand to rustle the brunette's head.

Said brunette pouted and fixed his hair before turning as the other footsteps stopped next to Phil, pink hair pulled into a braid and pushed behind him. The small golden crown on his head gleamed from the moon hitting it. That wasn't what made Tommy stare at the pinkette in awe and confusion.

It was the pig ears that replaced his human ears and the two small tusks poking out from his mouth.

"Wil you're scaring him." Techno mumbled; his voice not as deep as it was. The piglin hybrid raised a brow at his little brother as the blond stared at him intensely.