MCYT Oneshots

Birthday (Wilbur Soot Angst)

{Tw for death (not detailed)}

"Hey mom... Guess what today is." Wilbur said to his mother as he sat down on the grass next to her. Wilbur loved his mother, and always will. He was an only child, and got all of her attention. He loved her, and he was going to be alright.

Wilbur was only 6. He picked some of his mothers favourite flowers, making sure that they were in perfect shape. He giggled while running through the flower fields. It was a nice sunny day, and he was trying to make flower crowns for his mother. She loved asters, those were her favourite flowers. He made the crown, and set it on his mothers head. "What did you make me Will?" She asked, pulling the crown off her head. Looking at it, she admired the craftsmanship that Wilbur had put into making her that gift; It was her birthday after all.

Wilbur was 12. "Happy Birthday Wilbur!" His mother excitedly yelled, when he had walked downstairs. He giggled, hugging his mother. A plate of freshly made pancakes sat on the table, and he sat down to eat with his mother. After breakfast, he set his plate in the sink and went to open the presents his mother had gotten him. In the first present was a red beanie, and in the second, there was a brand new guitar that he had been wanting for the longest time. He really did have the best family ever.

He was 18 and decided to move out of the house on his own. He carried his head high, and hugged his mother goodbye. He was sad to leave, but he decided to in order to pursue his musical career. He promised to visit his mother on the holidays, and he went off into the world on his own.

He was 24. Six years since Wilbur had moved out of the house and into his own apartment. He missed his mother, but he was a grown adult; He had friends and his own job, so did his mother. They soon grew apart from each other because of their busy lives. He soon stopped seeing his mother in person, but still sent her texts when he had the chance. The day he got that phone call though, he knew his life was going to change.

"Happy Birthday to me, Mom. I'm now 25." Wilbur whispered into the night, while sitting next to his mothers grave.

{Made on the 20th of July, 2021}

{A/N}
It was my birthday a few days ago, and gosh, it's been one hell of a year. Anyway, take some angst. Have a great day! See y'all in the next one, bye!