What if relationships were different on the smp what if different people were in different families
⚠️Absolutely NO smut⚠️
TW: mention of blood, fighting, swearing, mention of death, voices
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I shut the door and locked it and put Tommy down and he ran into the kitchen and he sat on one of the chairs in front of the kitchen island
"What's up Tom's," I asked walking across from him him "nothing" he shrugged "well are you hungry," I asked and he shrugged again "you can help me cook" I smirked and I saw his face lite up "really," he asked clearly excited and I nodded and he hopped off the chair and ran over beside me
We had sent back a half-hour cooking we made spaghetti it tasted good Tommy looked like a mess but nothing a change of clothes couldn't do
"Hey koda" I heard Tommy say my name wrong as I looked over at him struggling to eat forgetting that he isn't that capable yet I sometimes forget that he is just barely three "want some help there Tom's," I asked and he nodded
I took my last bite of food and went and sat beside Tommy helping him eat his food once he was done he went upstairs and got changed into some pyjamas while I cleaned up the kitchen
By the time I was finished cleaning Tom was playing with his toy trains in the living room so I just got out my knitting stuff and sat in one of the chairs and started knitting
"Koda what are you making," he asked as I looked over and saw him with his head tilted staring at me "oh I'm knitting a sweater," I told him "can I have the sweater," he asked and I smiled "of course to can Tom" I laughed and he got all excited but then I saw him yawn and I looked at the time and it said 11:30 "holy come on Tom's it's way past your bedtime," I said standing up and walking over to him "no I'm not tired" he whined rubbing his eyes
I scooped him up from the ground and carried him upstairs to his room and laid him down and tucked him in
"Wait Koda Will always plays me a song before bed" he looked over at me "well Tom I can't play any instruments," I told him "sing Will sings to me" he pleaded and I sighed and went and laid beside him and well I did what he asked I sang
