SBI Adoption

Finally Home

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As Tommy stepped out of his social workers car he struggled. The pain from his ribs was a bit too much and his legs and arms were still hurting. Not to mention his hands were bandaged up so he couldn't exactly use those too well.

Oh well.... Tommy thought and grabbed the handle above the car door window and pulled himself out of the car fully, grunting as he did so.

He was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a blue sweater with characters and shakes on the front of different colors. His shoes were red and white converse and were dirtied from the last house he was at, a small coffee stain and dirt from running.

His social worker "Puffy" as he liked to call her, looked at him sideways before grabbing his bad for him and leading him inside the group home. "The next house will be much better, and if it isn't you'll have your older brothers with you this time." She explained and took off her coat hanging it on the rack by the front door, she was wearing a black pantsuit. "Your siblings are in their room."

She smiled as she saw Tommy bolt up the stairs excited to see his brothers, it's been what 3? 4 months? since he last saw them. He made a right hand turn at the first hallway and a left one once he came to the second of that one. It was a big home and fit a lot of kids but he had the way to his brothers room mapped out in his head, he opened a door to his left and saw two seventeen year old boys.

One was Wilbur, a brunette with round golden glasses, and fluffy brown curly hair. He was wearing a cow sweater with jeans and black converse, he gave Tommy his sense of style.  His eyes were brown flecked with gold and his eyelashes were long and pretty.

The second was Technoblade, pink hair and brown eyes, always had his nose in a book and loved chess. He was always top of his class and never got anything lower than a B+, but even that wasn't enough for him. He has a monotone voice and a laugh that everyone adored, the thing that the two siblings had in common was 1) protecting Tommy, and 2) being the most popular people in school.

Sure them three go to the same school but Tommy always got sent away on his own, the last few houses were all terrible, abusive, traumatic, and all around scary. Front eh siblings to the parents they all hated Tommy. The rare occasion someone was willing to take in all three of them they'd jump on it good reputation or bad they wanted to be with one another. Tommy's last house was a nightmare. He had cuts and bruises all along his hands from glass shards getting stuck in them, and his knees and legs were also slashed for the same reason. Tommy's ribs were bruised and they could've been broken if Mrs. Jameson hadn't pulled his foster father off of him. He was fed rarely if ever and all his siblings could do was watch the social workers freak out and organize the police for their younger brother yet again. They didn't understand why they just couldn't find a good home for their brother anymore, even when they were younger even now they didn't get that bad of homes.

"Tommy?!" Wilbur exclaimed and set down his guitar he was playing, Techno did the same with his book and joins his twin in embracing Tommy in a hug.

"Are you okay? How are you? Are we squeezing too hard?" Technoblade asked frantically, pulling away for a second to examine Tommy.

Wilbur did the same frowning as he saw how wounded and skinny Tommy was. "I'm going to kill those people. I cant believe they'd do that this is going to be a pain to cover up too." He went to grab some foundation and concealer from his bag. "We're supposed to be moving in with the new guy in a few hours so we'll need to do this quickly sorry it's not much of a welcome home, but we're glad you're safe." He pulled Tommy in for another hug and put the makeup in his little brothers hands.

"Cant scare the new dad can we?" He said with a pained smile and sat Tommy down on his bed.

"So what happened?" Techno asked his little brother, hands engraved with crescent moons from digging his nails in, and sitting cross cross applesauce on the floor in front of his two siblings. "Looks...bad."

Tommy scoffed at that, "Looks bad," he mimicked. "it's not really. Just a few cuts and bruises, a bit of malnutrition but that's ok I was only there for a month or two." Tommy feigned a tight smile and changed the subject. "So foster dad huh? What about a mom?"

"I don't know, they didn't say anything about one, better to just not ask I suppose." Technoblade replied.

"Yeah makes sense..." he trailed off thinking about what happened at his second home. He was about 5 then, asking about why there was no other kids there was a big mistake on his part, pretty sure he still had a scar on his right wrist.

"Anyways it's good to have you home man." Wilbur cut in.

"Hey you three," all eyes turned towards the door where their social worker stood, Puffy back in her coat, "c'mon we have to get going hes about an hour away."

"Great a new school." Tommy mumbled to himself, and got up.

Time to meet their new foster parent.

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