Chapter 12

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Tubbo's POV

"Toby, Dinner is ready." I climb off the bunk bed and look at the guy. He isn't dressed like a servant, more like a friend. He has dark brown hair and rectangle glasses. His eyes are a hazel color. He's wearing a black and red jacket with some black pants. He looks about 5'8, but maybe shorter. He still is almost a foot taller than me.

We walk down a couple hallways. I don't bother talking to him. I feel too tired to talk. We walked to a big dining room. It can hold at least 15 people, but next to it is a smaller table for a family of 6. That's where Schlatt is sitting at the head of the table. Next to his left is Q and across from Schlatt is a guy with black hair and a blue hoodie on.

On the right of the blue guy is a face that I'm slightly familiar with. Sapnap. He looked visibly tense, but only if you actually knew him. I don't know what he is doing here, but I'm glad to see someone I know.

We walk over to the table and I sit on the right of Schlatt and the guy who brought me here sits next to me.

"Zak, this is our son Toby. The one who went missing."

"Hi Toby! I'm Darryl or Bad. This is our son Nick." Sapnap didn't look happy at the mention of his real name. He hates his real name. Who are the guys and why is Sapnap with them?

I just nodded and gave them all a small smile. "Toby, why don't you take Nick to watch a movie with you? It's just down the hall 3 doors to the left."

"Okay!" I walk over to Nick and basically drag him out of the dining room. I needed to talk to him and this is a chance to get away from them.

When we get to the cinema I close the door and lead him to the place where you put the movie in. I closed the door. I think this room is soundproof so nobody can hear us.

"Why are you with them?"

"Okay so I'm only partially adopted by our mom. They wouldn't let her take full custody over me so I have to constantly go back and forth between them. A week with Puffy and then a week with my biological dads."

"That must suck. Do you know how they know Schlatt?"

"I don't know and yeah it sucks. A constant reminder that I'm adopted. Dream and George just think I'm with a friend all the time and that I don't want to spend time with them. They can't fully keep me with them since Bad and Skeppy aren't responsible enough. "

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine, you can't do anything about it. Anyways. I've heard that Phil has been worried sick about you"

"Don't talk about Phil!" I practically yelled at Sapnap. He looked shocked but nodded. A moment after the adults ran in. They all immediately turned to me. I can't blame them. They heard shouting and now Sapnap is hanging his head down and looking away from me.

"Toby, why are we yelling?" Schlatt asked in a tone meant to be gentle but came off as harsh and stern.

"I didn't mean to." I quietly mumbled the words. I felt guilty for yelling over something so simple and basic.

"Excuse us for a moment, Toby. Nick come with us." Just like that they had left and left me alone to sit on the floor waiting for them to come back.

Sapnap's POV

I walked out of the room with Schlatt, Alex, and "Dads". Immediately Schlatt started to ask me questions about how I knew Tubbo. I just mindlessly answered them not thinking too much of it.

"How Do you know Toby?"

"I'm in Mr. Soot's class with him." That answer made Schlatt back up and turn to Bad and Skeppy.

"He can't go back. He knows Philza. He will take my son again. The mansion's location is hidden. He will tell Phil!"

"I'm sure he can keep his mouth shut."

"I'm not taking any chances. You two are free to stay as long as you want. He will sleep in the guest room. Until you get your shit together and get full custody. Whenever he is with that Puffy bitch, he can rat us out and I lose my son who I just got back!"

They had nodded. Just like that. They are letting me go into the hands of someone I barely know. No wonder why they aren't allowed to take care of me. They just basically gave Schlatt permission to hold me as a prisoner. What shitty parents they are.

Wait. It's gonna take them forever to get full custody. Puffy won't allow it, so I'll be stuck here. I won't get to see Dream and George again and even if they get custody I still won't see them.

"Aww is the little guy crying?" I look up and Schlatt is holding my chin forcing me to look at him. Bad and Skeppy are gone, leaving me with him and Q. I grab his hand and yank away quickly, wiping away the tears that won't stop flowing.

"Shut up." It was a small mumble, but Schlatt immediately reacted. He backhanded me across the face. He stung and hurt like a bitch.

"Don't talk back to me, ya little shit." Looking at him now he has a bottle in his hand. Some kind of liquor. I cover the place he hit. That's definitely gonna leave a mark.

"Don't you dare show Toby or you got more shit coming your way." They both walked off then. Alex is still saying nothing and showing no emotion.

I walk back into the cinema and grab Tubbo's hand and walk with him down the hall to where the guest bedroom is and where I think they set his room up at.

I let his wrist go as we pass his door. Still cupping the cheek Schlatt hit. There are still tears flowing down my face as I walk into the guest room and close the door sinking to the floor letting out quiet sobs from the situation I'm in.

My tears burning my face as I cry.

I miss my brothers. They would have calmed me down by now. Dream would have wiped my tears away while George would make a world around us with a house in the middle of the lake with 4 bridges connecting it.

The house was made of his bricks and had two floors. The floor was made of a thing Dream called crafting tables.

I miss the feeling of Dream talking to me in my head or when I could feel George trying to build a world around him.

I miss waking Dream up by pinching him and burning George since it was near impossible to wake him up.

I wish I wasn't in a huge empty bed. We all shared a room and bed. It was a king sized but since Dream is so lanky it felt small for us. George would always curl up while Dream would always stretch out and take up a bunch of space,

The bed feels cold and empty now.

I miss my brothers.

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