We all piled into a van, me and Tubbo in the way back, Techno and Wil in the back and Phil in the driver's seat. "Are yall hungry?" Phil asked us. "I'm not, I had breakfast. What about you Tommy?" Tubbo asked. "Nope, I ate as well." I lied. Phil looked at me in the mirror. That scared me and I began to slightly panic. "Okay..." Phil said, probably not believing me. Oh well.
We arrived "home" after an hour long car ride and I quickly studied the house, it was pretty big. Much bigger than every other house we've stayed in. I had a feeling the people were a lot nicer as well. We walked in and the first thing my eyes went to was a blue clock with red hands and four yellow bars at 3, 6, 9, and 12. It made me feel strange. A sick feeling.
"So what do you think?" Phil asked, gesturing to mine and Tubbo's shared room. "It's so cool!" Tubbo said, sitting his bags on the floor and himself on the bed. I threw my bags next to Tubbo's and we all headed downstairs, except for Techno, who apparently had a stream planned or something.
I sat down on the couch next to Tubbo and we all began talking again. It was easy to talk to Phil and Wilbur for some reason, much easier than all the other families. Tubbo flying his bee over Wilbur and making a buzzing sound brought me out of my thoughts. They both laughed as Tubbo tackled Wilbur down onto the couch, laying on top him.
Wilbur began to tickle Tubbo and he gently fell to the floor laughing as they got into a tickle fight. I smiled. For the first time in a while, I smiled. I watched as the fight gradually stopped, Wilbur got off the floor and helped Tubbo up, grabbing his bee and giving it back to him. Speaking of plushies, I had my own, three exactly.
They were all homemade, the first being a red guy with long hair covering all sides of his head. The second was a green duck with a brown suit. The third and last was a small yellow boy with blue hair. "Tommy?" I heard Phil ask. "Sorry I zoned out, what were you saying?" I asked, nervous he would get mad at me.
"Oh, I asked if you were hungry yet." He replied, to my surprise he didn't seem angry, at all. "Uh a little bit." I said, not wanting to lie. "Okay, I'll start making lunch then. What do yall want?" Phil asked. "Pizza!" Tubbo said excitedly. "Yeah, pizza sounds good.'' I agreed. Wilbur also agreed and Phil stood, walking to the kitchen.
Me, Wilbur and Tubbo all sat on the couch talking for a bit, Techno came down and joined us. Phil came back and informed us the Pizza would be done soon. I remember the soothing talking and laughing around me as I gently fell asleep, leaning on Wil's shoulder. My eyes fluttered open and I realized I was asleep on Wilbur, he was gently shaking my shoulder.
I quickly sat up and stretched, "Pizzas done." He told me. Oh no. Even the thought of eating made me feel sick. I hated it. I sat down in a chair next to Tubbo, we were across from Wil and Techno and Phil sat at the end of the table. I managed to eat half my Pizza slice before the sick feeling took over.
We all left the table, everybody went upstairs except Wilbur and Techno into Wil's room, me and Tubbo into our room. I sat down on the bed, Tubbo next to me. He started talking about something but I wasn't paying any attention. Instead I was focused on a sketching notepad sitting on the nightstand on my side.
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Help/SBI Adoption AU
FanfictionTommy and his older brother, Tubbo, gets adopted by Phil, a streamer who want more children other then Techno and Wilbur. What will Phil think of the new kids when he learns about their problems?