Dream SMP Agere (REQUEST BASED)

Regressed Boys Inc

Requested by: @CharlieCharles8

Little(s): Philza(babyspace),  Technoblade (3), Wilbur (2)

Cg: Tommy

Request/Plot: They all meet up, and let's just say, Tommy knew about their regression but didn't expect them to regress

MINOR SPOILERS FOR "A Quiet Place", MENTION OF DEATH (literally one sentence), SCARED LITTLE

"Tommy, we're here!" Philzas voice rang out through the mostly empty home. However, there was one current inhabitant. "Phil! Techno! Wilbur!" Tommy excitedly raced over to the group of three. "Hey, Toms." Techno flashed a rare smile and ruffled the youngers hair. "I guess I don't exist!" Will exclaimed dramatically. Tommy smiled at Will, yelping a quick "Hi Wilbur!", then raced to the kitchen, beckoning the others to follow. Tommy rarely got to see his friends in person, much less three of them at once. Once they were all gathered in the kitchen, Tommy began rambling about different foods they could have and how to work all the kitchen supplies when Phil spoke, his hand resting on Toms shoulder. "Tommy, breathe. We aren't going anywhere." His voice was soft, calming. Phil didn't mean to, but his words sent Wilbur slipping. It didn't do much to Techno, as his little space was more triggered by touch, though words were all he needed when small. "Yeah, sorry, my bad." Tommy mumbled, clearly embarrassed. "I um I'll be right back." said Wilbur, quickly walking off in a random direction. "Bathroom's the first door on the left!" Tommy called after him. Of course, that isn't why Wilbur left, though Tommy didn't know that.

Waiting for Wilbur, the group of three decided to sit down and watch a movie. They agreed upon the horror movie A Quiet Place, only because Technoblade had assured Tommy it was far more suspenseful than scary.  As soon as the first monster killed the young boy, Tommy, in a panic, grabbed on to Techno and hugged him tight. "You said it wouldn't be scary, Techno!" Tommy protested. Struggling to stay in big headspace, Technoblade simply responded "Sorry." This shocked Tommy, as it was well known that the Blade never apologized. Sure, that was just his character, but still. This distracted both Techno and Tommy from Phil, who had been shoved into baby space by the movie. Beginning to cry, Phil his under a blanket. "Phil..? You okay?" gently questioned Tommy, confused. "Phil-za, chu otay?" Techno mumbled. Tommy quickly understood what was happening, and turned the movie off. "Phil, bubs, it's okay now. Tom-Tom's here," cooed Tommy, hoping to calm the little. Phil poked his head out from under the blanket, tears streaming down his face. "There's my baby boy!" Tommy exclaimed. Phil was light for his size, so Tommy was able to scoop him up. It helped that Tommy was unusually strong for his size. Bundling Phil up in blankets, Tommy held him at his side. "How old are you, Phil?" Hesitantly, Phil held up a single finger, then put it down, then put it back up again. "So small baby! Do you need a bottle? And a pullup?" Phil nodded in affirmation, so Tommy got everything the mentally younger needed, and set him in an adult sized playpen. 

Tommy had little gear stashed in his room, including playpens and adult-sized strollers. Whenever he was questioned by his parents about, Tommy told them it was for skits. After setting Phil down, Tommy turned his attention to Techno. "Techno, buddy, how old are you?" Shyly, the pinkette held up three fingers. "So big! If I get you some snacks and cartoons, do you think you can stay on the couch all by yourself?" Tommy asked, worried about leaving the littles for even a second. However, Techno nodded, prompting Tommy to retrieve a bowl of yogurt melts and a sippy cup of apple juice. Techno scurried up on the couch excitedly, receiving the snacks with a quiet but genuine "thanks, Tom-Tom,". Tommy smiled at the little, turned on Peppa Pig, a show he knew the little loved, and raced to find Wilbur. 

Checking every room in the house, Tommy eventually made it to the guest room, where he spotted a figure in the corner. Turning on the lights, he realized it was Wilbur, sitting curled in on himself, clearly in distress. "Hi bubs," Tommy spoke softly and slowly, careful not to startle the other. Will's head snapped up, and Tommy was heartbroken to see the terrified and ashamed expression on his face. "M sorry Tom-Toms," Wilbur mumbled. "Din't mean ta be small..." Tommy rushed over to the little, lifting him into his arms. "No baby, it's okay. Techie and Phil are small, too." Tommy assured. Carrying the older into the living area, Tommy mumbled reassurances that it was okay. "How old are you bud?" questioned Tommy. "I two!" happily replied Wilbur, who was now resting his head on Tommy's shoulder. Setting Wilbur down on the couch, Tommy grabbed the same snack Techno had and gave it to Wilbur. "Hi Wilby" said Techno. Wilbur simply smiled in response. Making sure the two boys were comfortable, Tommy picked Phil up and began feeding him a bottle. Tommy sat on the couch, holding Phil, and bouncing his leg up and down. 

One by one, the group fell asleep. Coincidentally, they fell asleep in order of mental age. Tommy stayed up a few hours after the others were asleep before allowing himself to fall asleep, still holding Philza.

When the group awoke, Tommy simply said "So, no horror movies, huh?"

Hope it's what you wanted!