Still Family -A Sleepybois Inc. Self Insert

5

A/N:
Welcome my loves! Today will be the chapter about Wilbur! I was excited for this one, then I realized that I have no motivation and my phone is at 13%... Anywayssss! Also I changed the age for a lot of the characters so it will fit with the storyline, sorry!, to clear things up, Wilbur and Techno are 23 and you are 22, they are only 3 months older than you. You were dropped off at Philza’s House at age 5 and Tommy was not born yet but Philza's wife is pregnant with him, (Idk what happened to her, she is just not in the story, perhaps she is on a really, really, really long business trip?) JShlatt was 17 when you were born and he was 22 when you were given to Philza. OMLS SO MUCH MATHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHH (Also, don't ask how wilbur and techno are twins and techno is a humanized piglin, deal with it.) Anywayssss let's get onto the chapter!
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You make your way up the stairs, music drifting in the air, drawing you in. (ew that rhymes) You open the door to Wilbur’s room and step inside. Flopping on top of the tall man on the bed laying on his back, you say,
“We got the house to ourself now! What do you want to do? We can make dinner as well later on.” He nods, rolling over causing you to fall off the bed. Wilbur laughs at your grumpy expression and holds out his hand so that you can grab on. You take his hand and pull him to the ground, dying of laughter seeing his face turn into a fake pout.
“Why do you have to be so mean…” Wilbur says in a baby voice.
“‘Cause I love ya, that's why.” His face brightens up at that.
“Well, I was personally thinking about finishing the story I was writing… I haven't been posting any chapters lately and I feel really bad about it,” You say holding up your phone. He scrunches up his nose a bit.
“Ew, writing a story? I get it if you would want to write a song but I feel like making a story is a big waste of time, you know?” Wilbur sits up leaning his elbow on his knee and placing his chin in his hand, “You spend all this time writing for people who you don’t know, who probably have better things to do. I mean why do you write? Does it give you the same joy that it gives me when I play?” He seemed to actually want your answer to this question. You lay back and think a bit.
“Well. I really love it when someone comments on a chapter, especially this one person, my first fan I guess? They call me bestie and always make me smile!” You sigh a bit and continue, “I also love the idea that I can make an entire world and universe just by typing a few words. If I can make someone happy on the way, well… I suppose sitting down for 3 hours to write a single chapter is worth it!” You smile brightly at the man you have known your entire life. You both sit in silence, thinking. Wilbur starts nodding slowly, picking up the guitar laying by his bed and starts to strum it softly in a familiar tune.
“Is that the song you are working on? It sounds really good!” He looks up in surprise.
“Really? I’m thinking of calling it ‘Your New Boyfriend’ but I will just have to see.”
“May I hear what you have so far?” Wilbur shakes his head and smiles.
“Sorry, I promised Tommy that I would show it to him first, besides, I only have like 3 lines of the song so far.” You nod in understanding, Wilbur has shown all his songs to Tommy since the young boy was about 5 and could care enough about it.
“Hey,” Wilbur said suddenly, “Do you remember when we first met?”
“Of course! How could I forget? You and Techno were so annoyingggggg, could never leave me alone, the both of you. You guys looked so alike too!” He sighs.
“Yeah, I mean how could we not stick to you? Tommy wasn’t born yet and we were only 5. Techno had already read all the kid books in the house and I wasn’t a nerd so you were our best option for entertainment.”
“Oh yeah, Techno was and still is a huge nerd.” You think back to several years ago when you were only 5, someone had dropped you off at Philza home, but you can’t quite remember who it was, black horns were the only thing that came to mind…

--------17 Years Ago--------

You stand in front of a tall house, your hand in someone else's. You look up to see a black hoodie with red trim but you couldn't focus on the face, it was just a blur. A man in a green robe and large black wings steps out of the house carefully, confused about your appearance.
“B̵̛̛̫͖̹͔̖͔̮̣̤̹̰̤̲̩͗̓̀̋͐̈́̋́̚̚̕͝a̵͖̬̐̽͐͛̓͌̑̀d̷͙̳̭̫̬̭̫͍̝́̋B̵̹͙͍̱̳̠͓͛͗̕̕͝ȏ̶̰͔̣̹̮̮́͊̎̃͊͛̆y̴͓̲̘̯̎̍̋́̎̃̕͠Ḧ̷̢̛͉̤͙̙̹͈̟͇́́̀̎a̴͈̞̽͋̎l̷̢̠̰̞͎̞̥̹̥̍͐̒̾͜ò̶͈͓̹͈̳̬̼̺̟͐̈̏̀?̵̦̘͓͈͔̮͖͓̋̐͌̍̚ What are you doing here?” He looks down at you, “And… is that Shlatt’s sibling? Why?” Suddenly he stops in realization.
“You can see the situation I’m in, right Philza?” Philza nods slowly, thinking for a moment before looking up at the man holding your hand. He leans in to whisper something into Philza’s ear and then steps away. He sighs and crouches down to you. You quickly take a step back in fear.
“Hey…” He says trying to comfort you, “Y/N, right? Would you like to stay with me for a bit? I promise you will be safe, you need to trust me.” You shake your head no.
“P-please! I need to be with Bubba! Please!” You sob out, starting to cry. Philza looks up at the other man as a plea for help.
“Here, how about you just stay with them for a night and then if you would like, you can stay with them, but if you don't…” He hesitates for a moment before swallowing, “you can go back with your brother.” That makes you stop, sniffling slightly.
“O-ok…” The man in the black hoodie transfers your hand into Philza’s. He stands up and starts to lead you to his house. You turn back and wave at the man, he waves back.
“Thank you Phil! I wouldn’t know what to do without you!”
“I know! You owe me mate!” Phil calls back. Finally you notice 2 almost identical faces peeking out from the doorway. They both had dark brown hair but one of them had small tusks coming out of his mouth and was wearing glasses, his hair pulled up in a ponytail. He had on a white button up shirt and black pants, very formal for a child. The other had a small beanie and yellow sweater on. When they realize that you were watching them, their eyes widen and disappear. Philza looks to you then to the door, smiling when he sees the brown tops going back into the house.
“Boys! I have someone I think you would like to meet!” The small boys pause, looking at each other before sighing and moving back to their position at the doorway.
“Lets go to the living room first though, we can give our guest a tour in a bit.” It was a silent walk to the living room, Philza leading you by the hand, the two boys behind you. Even though you couldn’t see them, you could feel their eyes on you. You all get into the room and sit on the couch, the boy with a beanie crawls into Philza’s lap and the other sits in a big chair next to the couch, a book perched on the armrest, you can almost make out the title, barely being able to read at that time. It said something about The Art of… you had no idea what the other word was. You sit on the other side of the couch, as far away from them as you can.
“Boys, this is Y/N, they will be staying with us until further notice. Y/N, these are my sons, WIlbur,” He gesture to the one on his lap, “And Technoblade,” He nods towards the one in the chair, “I am sure you will all get along.” Philza smiles at those final statements.
“We can give you a tour now!” Wilbur says suddenly, jumping up off Philza’s lap and running towards you. He grabs your hand and pulls you off the couch. He drags you off to the stairs but then he stops and looks at Techno.
“Come onnnnn! We can all play together after!” Techno looks at Philza and sighs, getting off the chair and going to you both. He shyly grabs your hand and you give him a small nervous smile. You all make your way up the stairs, Philza trailing behind you. You all stand in front of a wooden door,
“Dadza says that when we are 10 we can paint the door! I want it to be music themed!” Wilbur says excitedly, opening the door. He speedruns the tour, eager to play, when you get to an empty room with only a bed, a rocking chair, and a big dresser in the corner.
“This can be your room Y/N!” Wilbur jumps on the bed landing on his stomach, “This is the guest room but no one ever stays over night except my friends, but they stay in the living room.” You hesitantly step into the room, never straying from Techno or Philza’s side.  Suddenly the small boy on the bed looks up,
“You are staying, right?”
“I… dont know....” You reply, moving back to the man watching.
“Come on then, you guys can play together now, but I need to talk to you boys first so can you stay here for just a bit?” Philza asks.
“I can stay with them,” a new voice says from behind the man. When Phil steps into the room to move out of the way you can see a smaller woman with dark brown hair, similar to the twins. Her stomach was large, clearly pregnant. She waddles into the room, sitting on the edge of the rocking chair. The boys run up to her with a big smile on their faces,
“Mum! Have you met Y/N? They are staying with us tonight!” She smiles down at the young boys and starts stroking Wilbur’s hair.
“I haven’t had the pleasure yet," She looks up at you with a warm smile,"Hello, I'm Mumza, or Kristen. I am the boys' mother and Phil's wife. You must be Y/N, I think I met you when you were just born though I don't believe you would remember that."
"Boys, come on, I need to talk to you both," Philza walks out the door, the two boys following closely behind. They shut the door behind them and you could hear their footsteps down the stairs.
"Well dear?" Kristen says, breaking the silence, "are you enjoying your stay so far? I know you haven't been here long but you know." You nod your head yes, you did in fact enjoy being at the Minecraft's house, Philza has been nothing but kind and you really liked having kids around your age to play with.
"Good, good. I did hear that you might stay with us for a while, correct?"
"N-no," you say in a small voice, you were never good at talking to people, "I'm staying tonight but then I'm going back to Bubba…" She nods slowly and suddenly gets an idea,
"Would you like to feel Tommy kick?" You were confused at the question, noticing her rubbing her stomach. Kristen must have noticed because she starts to laugh.
"I'm sure you have noticed, but I'm pregnant with a baby boy. I'm naming him Tommy. He sure is a fiesty one, kicks a lot, you can feel him if you would like?" You slowly nod and she takes your hand in hers and sets it on her stomach. It was quiet for a moment before feeling a small bump. You jump for a bit and look up at the woman in surprise.
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A/N:
Ok, I'm going to stop it here because I know some of you have been waiting for a chapter for a while! My phone broke so I was waiting for a replacement and so I couldn't post anything. I told myself to write a chapter or two but I never got the chance. I'm speedrunning these chapters but making sure they are a bit longer than most for y'all! Love you guys!
Eat something! Drink water! Have a fruit snack!
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