:: 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬

9- What the-

Tubbo wasn't salty.

Nope.

Not at all.

He was not feeling lonely or left out.

Nope.

(Okay, maybe he was.)

He would not admit any sort of feeling.

Not seeing Ranboo leave early with Tommy did not hurt at all. (Tommy promised he would stay until Tubbo was able to leave).

Nope.

But he had a grand plan.

An amazing plan.

Tubbo was able to walk more efficiently, but he was still a bit wobbly, and unable to run.

His amazing plan was to leave the room and find a friend.

It was perfect with absolutely zero flaws.

Well, maybe one.

He had no idea where to look.

Tubbo's thoughts were interrupted as something hit his leg, causing him to crash down, along with his thought process.

"What the-"

Tubbo looked to find what had tripped him and was confused and terrified by what he saw.

It was a pig.

The worst part?

Part of its face was a skeleton, along with some of its chest. The skin around it was somewhat rotting, but the process looked like it had stopped.

The pig had small tusks coming out of its jaw, which only worried Tubbo more.

The worst worst part?

Tubbo was going to adopt it.

"Hello," Tubbo said as softly as he could picking the pig up.

It was small, and that fact was not helping his brain at all.

One part of him told Tubbo to let it go, it probably had better things to do.

And the other side thought, well fuck it.

"Your new name is Michael. And you are my child." Tubbo said, holding Michael like you would with a newborn child.

Michael only stared back at him, not saying a word.

Well, to be fair Tubbo didn't expect him to.

But he was sure nobody would mind.

___

"No," Techno said.

"Why not?"

"It'll eat everything."

"Michael doesn't eat," Tubbo said defensively.

"It'll be a pain to take care of."

"I'll take care of him, how hard can it be?" Tubbo said.

"Fine. Whatever, I'm too tired to deal with this." Techno sighed as he walked away.

Tubbo watched with a giant smirk on his face, before looking back at Michael. "Do you want to meet Tommy and Ranboo tomorrow or today?"

Silence.

"Tomorrow it is my child."