Ship: Platonic they kids
Type: Fluff
TW: Crying
No one is judging you if you can't read this, take care of yourself.
Prompt/Notes: Here is a filler draft from a while ago
Foolish is Puffy's son, last name is Wastaken (idk I couldn't think of anything)
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Foolish, Sam, and Ponk had been best friends ever since the first day of kindergarten. They were assigned tables and the three were together.
They instantly bonded and became basically attached at the hip once they were in the school building. Each of them told their parents about each other, and it seemed pretty obvious that the parents had to get a hold of each other's contacts.
They all met and after deeming the others trustworthy and good people, they agreed to let the boys hang out after school. And luckily, they all lived in less than a 10 minute walking distance from each other.
As the boys grew older, their bond only grew, if that was even possible, and they hung out more and more. The trio were about halfway through the second grade when, after a lot of convincing, their parents agreed to let them have a sleepover.
So Friday, after packing their bags with their parents, Sam and Ponk walked over to Foolish's house. They played Minecraft together until about 9:00 pm, when Puffy told them it was bedtime.
They unrolled their sleeping bags and changed into their pjs. Sam searched his bag and realized that he forgot his creeper stuffed toy, the one he needed to sleep. He didn't want to seem like a baby, so he didn't tell the other boys, hoping it would be alright.
Long story short, it wasn't. He woke up an hour and a half later, after a nightmare, and he was pretty shaken up. His nightmares hadn't been bad since he was sleeping with the creeper, as it made him feel safe, so without it was turning out to be a train wreck.
He tiptoed out of the room, sniffling, when he heard sounds and saw a light from the living room. He shuffled over to see Puffy sitting on the couch and watching tv.
"M-Miss Wastaken?" Sam mumbled, playing with his sleeves. Puffy turned around and her eyes softened at the sight of the distressed boy. She waved him over and pulled him into a hug.
"Call me Puffy, but what happened duckling?"
"N-Nightmare, I f-forgot my creeper at h-home."
"This one?"
She stood up and went into the kitchen, returning with the stuffed toy. His eyes lit up and he nodded eagerly, reaching for it. Puffy handed it to him and sat down again.
"Your dad came by an hour ago with it, but you three were already asleep."
"Thank you Miss Puffy!" With that, Sam ran upstairs and back into his sleeping bag, feeling much better now that he had his creeper.
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