Drapetomania [DreamSMP Fanfiction]

Chapter five

The blond woke up that morning pretty early, like he always does. He jumped out of his bed, running over to the sleeping figure on the other end of the room. He jumped in the bed as he started shaking the brunette boy that was sound asleep.

"Hey. Wake up," he whisper-yelled. "Wake up!"

The brunette groaned, rolling over to see the boy standing above him. He pushed him over, hugging the blanket that was previously covering him.

Something similar was going on miles away, in the house of one investigator. The brunette there was waking up by himself from not a very good sleep. He sat up, stretching his arms, pushing his blanket off his bed to the floor.

He got out of his bed, walking straight to his closet. It was Saturday, meaning he didn't have to go to school, which allowed him to wear more comfortable clothes. He picked out some baggy pants, a shirt that was definitely too big for him and a hoodie to cover it. He quickly changed, throwing his pyjamas onto the blanket that hadn't moved from the ground.

The two boys too went to take their clothes. They both happily took some same looking clothes, uniforms that they made. Everyone there had that uniform, it was their symbol. They know that when they see the brown  brown hooded vest with cream fur and beige, checkered shirts under it, they are fine.

They both ran to different corners of the room to get dressed, ready to start another day. One by one they climbed down a ladder that led to the ground floor of their little house. They ran out, getting hit by the cold air like every morning, running towards another, slightly bigger house.

"Dad!" Wil called, walking down the stairs to the kitchen. "I'm hungry!"

He walked all the way to the room only to see it empty. He sighed, walking into the hall, unsure of where to go now. Phil could easily just be in the bathroom, or he hasn't woken up yet, he has no idea.

The boy walks to his father's room, not bothering to knock before he opens the door. He could see the figure of his father on the bed, sleeping as he probably stayed up late.

Well, that means that he has to make his own food now. He just hoped it'll end better than last time.

"Everyone else's probably still asleep. So what do you want to make for breakfast?" The short brunette asked.

It was just the two of them in the kitchen. They always liked to get up early so they could cook breakfast for everyone. Not everyone likes cooking for others but these two know that when you are cooking breakfast here, you get to do whatever you want. And these two devils used that for their advantage way too much.

Their creations contain things like omelette that looks like eyeballs, sandwiches that were cut to look like dinosaurs or just stuff to annoy others, just amazing friends.

Wil let go off the bread he was holding and let it fall into the toaster. He pressed the button for the food to start cooking. He left it there and walked over to the fridge, he took out some butter and threw it onto the counter.

He stood there and waited, not knowing what else to do. He didn't care that much for taste as he can barely taste stuff, so he didn't bother to put on anything more. Plus he liked the simple choice.

The two boys excitedly layed out all the ingredients they needed. There was their bread they baked the day before, fresh tomatoes, lettuce, some other stuff I don't know I don't make sandwiches.

They settled on sandwiches cut into various things. Their favourites are for example, broken heart, pacman, mushroom, and tetris pieces that you have to put together otherwise you're not allowed to eat the thing.