SBI oneshots (NOT BEING UPDATED ANYMORE)

Stupid looking seal plushie I won at the park

This is a chapter btw lmao

+No pov

"Are you even going to fit in the car, boob boy?" Tommy poked at Ranboo who was holding the car door open for himself.

"No, probably not." The taller replied, ducking down and awkwardly stepping into the car, his knees being up to his lower chest.

Tommy stared at him, giving him a are-you-okay? kind of look.

Ranboo simply stared back, giving him a tired look.

"I can see why you walk everywhere now." The blonde shut the door(More like slammed, if you ask me) and went around the back of the car to the right side, opening the passenger door and crawling in.

"Mhm." Ranboo nodded.

Yeah, maybe they shouldn't have chosen to sit in the car while the others got the cooler and heavy bags.

"Oh my fuck is it's warm in here." Tommy reached over to the AC, trying to turn it on.

"Tommy." The blonde looked over to the teen, glaring at him. "What, boob boy?"

"We don't have the keys."

Tommy and Ranboo stared at each other, awkwardly, as the front door of the SBI household shut, a few bags and a cooler on the wooden porch.

"Oh."

Tommy turned around, Wilbur was walking down the gravel and dirt driveway, and stopping at the passenger seat's door, knocking on the window, making Tommy and Ranboo look at him.

Wilbur made a signal to get out of the car, Tommy, in return stuck his tongue out.

Very mature.

The car door opened and Ranboo silently watched as Tommy practically got dragged out of the seat.

"WILLLLLL-" Tommy laid on the ground, Wilbur sitting half in the car, half out staring at his younger brother, being as over-dramatic as usual.

"I already told you, I called shotgun gremlin."(So, my auto correct on docs corrected 'called shotgun' to 'claimed to be a shotgun'. W h a t?)

"But you always get shotgun!" Tommy sat up, Techno and Phil dragging bags and the cooler down.

"And I'm older, therefore, I get shotgun."

Techno walked past the two, opening the trunk of the car, putting the cooler in, Phil joined him and passed him a few of the bags, which he piled to one side only.

"Tommy, if you don't feel like sitting in the backseat, you can always switch with me." Technoblade said dryly, leaving the trunk open to air out the car, really doing nothing because it was like 27 degrees.(Or 80 for you Americans and shit.)

"No." Tommy stood up, wiping his shorts and baseball shirt off, getting the dirt dust off.

"Don't you sit in the back too, though?" Ranboo turned, looking at Techno.

Phil laughed as he put the keys in the ignition slot, shaking his head with a smile, much to Ranboo's confusion.

"Tech sits in the trunk." Phil supplied, Ranboo's mouth making a small 'o' shape.

"Because it means I don't have to sit next to the racoon." Technoblade climbed into the trunk, taking a bag he'd piled next to the cooler and opening it, taking his phone and earbuds out.

"Hey!" Tommy opened the backseat door, taking his seat, leaning against the window, which wasn't very cold.

"Techno, close the damn trunk! You're letting all the cold air out!" Wilbur glared at Technoblade, Phil not bothering to pay any mind to the four boys in his car, focusing on making sure he had enough charge and such for a seven hour car ride.(Eco friendly car people, fuck gas, only use it to start fires and commit arson! -4ng31s, 2021)