(Tw: Slight panic attack)
Wilbur's pov
We've been traveling for a week now, it's beautiful. I'm so glad I left the house, life is beautiful.
"Achoo!"
Yeah right, we've almost been killed three times and that's just from today.
"Wilby I'm hungry!" "Uncle Wil my feet hurt." "WILBY LOOKS ITS SPIDER." "Uncle Wil, can we take it with us!" Toddlers are annoying as hell, I'm surprised I haven't pulled a Puffy and just left them in a box.
"We have to find shelter first then- wait spider?" I turned around and low and behold Tommy was hugging a hissing kicking spider trying it's best to attack him. "TOMMY PUT THAT DOWN RIGHT NOW!" I pulled out my stone sword making the bird on my head jump up.
Oh yeah the bird, for some reason it has stayed with us all throughout the trip, it just kind of lives in my beanie.
"But it's so cute!" Tommy pouted.
"Tommy Soot, so hELp me!" I cringed internally at my voice cracking.
"Fine." Tommy huffed and dropped the spider, in turn the spider hissed at us and scampered away.
"Thank you," I'm seriously gonna strangle that kid. "Now let's move on you bozo." Tommy grumbled a 'I know you are but what am I?'
"Uncle Wilby? How many longer we traveling? I'm tired." Tubbo held onto my now gross sweater.
"Uhm, just a couple more years," I rushed out and covered it with a cough. "Okay? So let's get moving!"
"I wanna sleep!" Tubbo whined.
"I'm hungry, Wilby!" Tommy groaned.
"Okay, just a couple more okay? We have to find shelter." I felt my patience running low.
"Wilby I want a cow."
"No"
"Uncle Wilby I wanna see papa."
"You can't."
"Wilby I want to play."
"We have to-"
"Uncle Wilby I want to get a new toy."
"You have-"
"Wilby I want a pony."
"Stop it-"
"Uncle Wilby I miss Ranboo."
"Enough, silence!"
"Wilby I wanna go home."
"WELL WE CAN'T GO HOME! WE'RE NEVER GOING HOME, BECAUSE HOME DOESN'T FUCKING EXIST!" The bird on my head flew away slightly from being startled. "THAT ISN'T OUR HOME! I NEVER WANTED TO LEAVE EITHER BUT YOU THINK I HAD A CHOICE?! NOW I'M FORCED TO TAKE YOU LITTLE SHITS TO A NEW PLACE BECAUSE NONE OF YOUR PARENTS ARE RESPONSIBLE OR CARING! I NEVER ASKED TO BE YOUR FUCKING DAD, I JUST WANTED A NORMAL LIFE WITH MOM BUT YOU FUCKED IT UP, YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED INSTEAD OF HER!" Those words echoed throughout the empty forest.
"Dead? Mom? What do you mean Dad?" Tommy sounded hurt and confused.
I looked at his face, regretting every single word that spilled from my mouth."I- Tommy..." I wanted to cry but I was already dried of those for awhile now. "I'm... Let's just find a cave okay?" Avoid it. Avoid it. AVOID IT. Don't think, don't remember, block it out. Forget.
"Dad!" Tommy was crying as I turned my back and walked, Tubbo following me in confusion as well.
Why are the bird's wings so loud?"Let's go Tommy." I grabbed his arm roughly and walked.
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionWilbur gets a little brother, what could go wrong? (⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE COVER- THE COVER BELONGS TO @c0pixs ON TWITTER!!!!⚠️) (This story is inspired by the comics made by lovablecinn on instagram)
