sleepy bois inc oneshots

cats or dogs

Requested by Kriswashere

Phil has to deal with his sons arguing over wanting a cat or a dog

Techno is 15
Wilbur is 14
Tommy is 7

Fluff

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"Hey, dad. Can we get a dog?" Tommy asked, blonde hair bouncing along with his small jumps. Phil looks over his shoulder for only a second, going back to cooking dinner.

"Maybe." Techno grinned, crossing his legs and setting his book down on the couch armrest. He took his glasses off and sets them on the table.

Wilbur spoke up from beside the pinkette. "Uh, no. If we are getting a pet, we better get a cat." The winged man in the kitchen chuckled, but said nothing, knowing where this was going.

The younger blonde stopped his jumping, and immediately turned to his older brother. "Hey, I don't want a cat! I want a dog!" He yelled, already growing upset.

Wilbur rolled his eyes and scoffed. He stood. "Well, I don't want a stupid dog running around and yapping! We already have you for that." He retorted, grimacing.

Techno barked out a laugh, holding his stomach, and they all heard Phil's faint, stifled laughs from the other room.

Tommy fumed, before huffing and punching his older brother in his shoulder. The taller only snickered, reaching down to tickle his younger brother.

The blonde's angry demeanor quickly switched, beginning to cackle loudly. Now, everyone in the household was laughing, completely forgetting about the pet argument.

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A week later, Phil came home with two animals. A cat, and a dog. His boys came down the stairs at the sound of an excited bark, and were surprised to see the sight they did.

"Hey, boys. I got 'em." He chuckled out, kneeling down and petting both pets. Wilbur and Tommy squealed, rushing towards their new family members.

The brunette gently held the cat, the small animal already taking a liking to him. It nuzzled its nose against his fingers, and he giggled, stroking its back.

Tommy ruffled the dog's fur, laughing when it licked his hands. Its tail was wagging like crazy, and it made the blonde even more excited.

Techno and Phil chuckled at their happiness, and the former sat down next to the dog, petting it. "Let's name the dog Floof and the cat-" the piglin was cut off by a very sudden, "PUSSY!"

Phil gaped. "Tommy! Language!" He scolded, shaking his head. Wilbur was laughing quietly, muffling his noises with the palm of his hands.

The oldest sighed and looked at the pinkette. "Sure, Tech. We can name the dog Floof. As for the cat..." Wilbur looked up. "Catrina." Techno snorted. "Really, Wil?"

The younger nodded, a bright smile on his face. "I thought it'd be funny." Phil grinned and nodded. Tommy rolled his eyes. "Ugh, my name was better."