SBI Adoption - A Philza Family Story

Part 1- The Centre.

TW: Mention of abandoning, and some claustrophobic description. Also cursing but only slightly (and I make sure to bleep it out :) )

Ranboo's POV;

I hated growing up without any parents, or someone related to raise me. In fact I had to raise my brother on my own. Well, I guess I had help from Lisa, our caretaker..kind of. Nobody would ever give us hope so I kept telling Tommy every day that we would be adopted sooner or later. But it never happened. We just kept wishing.

Days at the adoption centre weren't easy at all. We had a very tight and small room, with bunk beds on the right, and one desk on the left, leaving barely and floor space to move. Our meals were meager, and we never really got any sleep either. It felt like prison sometimes. Us just being locked up, with no freedom, no hope, and no happiness either. Just waking up, being ordered around and falling right back into a deep sleep...

"No! Mommy please don't go!" Ranboo sat crying, pulling at the sleeve of his mother's coat. "I can't stand you anymore. I've already called the adoption place, you'll be fine." "No, please mommy, you can't do this! Please! I need you! Noooo.." Ranboo's mother has just got in the taxi, and left him. Alone. With no one.

The flashback, and the words, drifted around my head. Like clockwork. The same clockwork I repeated every day at the adoption centre. Nothing ever changed. Adults would come in, and I would watch as every little boy and girl got adopted into nice homes, unlike the ones i had been in with my brother. It didn't ever matter what Ifelt like, I didn't really care. I only want what is best for Tommy. 

Tommy's POV;

Ranboo had a tough childhood before I was born. Mom left him at 5 but he found a family right after. That's where I came in. He got adopted into the home, but when I was born, they never had time for Ranboo and me at the same time, so they kicked BOTH of us out. And he was left on the streets. Alone, again. So back to the adoption centre it was for both of us. I didn't remember because I was just a  baby at the time, but I believe everything he told me. I mean, we had to be at the centre for a reason right?

The only positives of the centre I'm in would be...my brother is with me, and...I don't have to be in a family where they don't want me. I can't really think of anything else. The caretaker doesn't even care for us. I mean, she throws our food at us, but at least we are eating kind of. The food is always half okay. Sometimes the meat would be undercooked, or the hot food would be cold, and cold food would be warm, but I'm used to it by now. We get what we get. And we...do..get upset..

Philza's POV:

I am just waking up for the morning and go to grab the mail. It's a bit chilly so I put on my robe and headed outside. The top heading on the newspaper read;

Two Boys Up For Adoption For 5 Years, Still Haven't Found Their Happy Home.

I see stuff like this all the time, but 5 years, and no happy home yet? I might have an idea, but it'll take some commitment. I go back inside and sit back at the kitchen table. After over a half an hour of thinking, I decide to run it by my two sons, Wilbur, and Technoblade.

"Techno!"

"What dad? Is there a problem?"

Techno comes running to the edge of the stairs, hanging over the railing on the second floor.

"No son, there isn't a problem, I just need you to grab Will and come downstairs. I need to ask you a question."

"Okay, okay, fine."

Techno runs behind him back to the end of the hallway, and he is no longer in view.

Techno POV;

Dad called me to the edge of the stairwell to get Wilbur? Why didn't he just call him himself? I come to Wilbur's room and can hear him playing guitar and singing. I knock on the door 3 times but he doesn't hear me. I knocked again, 4 times, a bit louder, but he still couldn't. I ended up hanging on the door and yelling his name.

"What? I'm obviously practicing something right now!"

"You think I would want to bother you for no reason, dad wants you downstairs, now Will."

"Alright!! I'm coming.."

I head back downstairs as I hear Will's door slam shut and I continue down the stairs. I find a seat at the table dad is at and so does Will.

3rd Person POV;

P: Thank you boys for coming down.

T: It was no problem, but now tell us what you need.

P: Well, just have a look at this story.

*Techno and Wilbur read the heading and story from the newspaper*

W: Well what in the lovejoy (trying to make it PG-13 sorry) are we waiting for? 

T: I got the keys.

P: Woah woah woah. Not so fast.

T: Dad, come on, we can't keep those boys waiting.

P: You forgot something?

T: And that is?

P: We need to get them a gift, I think that would be nice, and have money to decorate those 2 new rooms for them, so grab wallets people!

W: Alright! 

T: Already got mine, so I'm still waiting for you Dad.

P: I'm coming! 

W: Shotgun.

P: No boys, let one of the new boys have shotgun. Leave it open for now.

W: fine.

——timeskip to when Phil, Wilbur, and Techno get to the centre.——

P: boys..

The car sits in a slight silence for a second.

P: is it just me or is the condition of this place..

W: Terrible!

T: Your telling me these two children have been living in a place like this for 5 WHOLE GODD**M YEARS?!

P: Technoblade, calm down, we are about-

T: NO, WE AREN'T ABOUT TO DO ANYTHING! WE ARE GOING IN RIGHT NOW.

W: I'm with you on that one. 

A/N: Cliffhanger :) You guys gotta remind me to keep posting because school gets in the way and I don't spend much time on wattpad so please don't kill me if I don't upload every week. 😂 ALSO! 1043 WORDS AHHHH! 😁