Infected

Chapter 2: Survival of The Fitest

"Tommy, do you think we're gonna be ok?" Tubbo asked, Tommy turned from his book. They were sitting in his room silently.

It has been a few weeks that they've been cooped up in their house. Tommy's parents were currently out trying to get food and water, anything that they could.

"I think we'll be ok Tubbso, we just need to wait. That's all we can do right now." Tommy informed, Tubbo scooted over towards Tommy and leaned up against him, they have become closer then ever through these tough weeks. If anyone asked, Tommy would immeadiatley tell anyone that Tubbo was his brother, and Tubbo would say the same.

"Toms ar- -ou there?" A walkie talkie broke the silence. Both boys shot up and Tommy grabbed the walkie talkie pressing the button.

"Im here dad." He said.

"Ope- -ont door ple-se." The walkie talkie was cutting out bad but Tommy got the gist of what his father was trying to say.

"Stay here Tub, i'll be back up with a snack for us." Tommy said with a small smile on his face.

Tubbo nodded in response and went back to coloring in a bee that he had drawn moments before.

Tommy quietly went down the stairs and to the front door.

He was hesitant but unlocked the many locks, that his father installed last week, on the door and twisted the nob.

His father came in quickly and his mother followed in behind.

Tommy closed the door and began locking it again.

As his father took the heavy backpack off of his shoulders, his mother began putting the wood back in place to secure the door even more.

"Any luck?" Tommy asked, his mom sighed in response, "Sorry Tom, we didn't find any. Don't worry there's still pharmacies we can check." his mom explained, she had a strained smile on her face.

"Hey Tom, we found these candy bars, unopened and not melted. Why don't you and Tubbo eat them while me and your mom make dinner?" His dad asked, Tommy's lips formed into a bright smile as he took the candy bars and went up to Tubbo.

Tubbo was lying on the floor, on his stomach, focusing on coloring.

"Tubbo, look, dad found some bars for us!" Tommy said, a little too loud.

"Tom keep it down up there." His mothers voice rang out from the walkie talkie.

"Oops." He said as he sat down across from Tubbo.

Tubbo giggled and grabbed one of the chocolates Tommy had.

"Did they find an inhaler for you?" Tubbo asked not looking up.

Good thing he didn't, he would have been met with sad eyes.

"No... but they have more places to look! And I don't need one right now, I'll be fine for awhile, hopefully. You almost done with the bee?" Tommy asked trying to change the subject.

"Yea!" It worked.

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"Dad, can I please go outside. Just for a little!" Wilbur complained, they've been in the same room for weeks. Eating packaged food and it reeked with body odor.

"Wil quiet down. And no, we cant afford those monsters to attack us. Don't be dumb son." Phil said in response, he was reading a book that he has read about 10 times.

Wilbur already talked his dad into letting them go into the hallway that led to their rooms, but it wasn't enough, the whole house smelled.

"C'mon Wil, we're not that bad to hang out with." Techno said, he was making different shapes out of paper.