sleepy bois inc oneshots

old to baby

Requested by kaprixk

Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy swap ages

Wilbur is 15
Tommy is 14
Techno is 7

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"Boys, it's time for lunch!" Phil hollered from in the kitchen. The children could smell the finishing touches of seasoning and all that from a mile away. They scrambled out of their respective rooms and darted down the stairs.

Phil smiled as he sat the plates down, seeing his three kids rushing to get to their seat. He placed himself in his own, and picked up his fork. Techno mumbled a thanks and began eating, quiet as ever.

"Good afternoon, big men," Tommy said, sparing a glance at each person at the table. Wilbur rolled his eyes and took a bite of his food. "Good afternoon, Tommy. How does it taste?"

Tommy tapped his chin and then grinned at his father. "It tastes mighty fine, if I do say so myself." Phil nodded, mimicking a bow of gratitude. Wilbur, still munching on a bite, hummed in agreement.

Techno sipped a bit of his water, and hesitantly spoke. "It's very good. This how I think gold taste," he muttered, broken English shining through his thick accent.

Phil beamed, golden hair enhancing his likeness of the sun. Tommy grinned and watched Techno shove a forkful of food into his mouth, face quickly growing red.

Wilbur laughed softly beside him, and he found himself cackling along with everyone else. "Jesus, you kids are too kind to me," Phil said, eyes crinkling with warm delight.

"Oh, whatever, you sappy old man." Wilbur joked, happily watching Phil and Tommy double over in laughter, and Techno just covering his face while his shoulders shook.

"Man, Wil. You always make us laugh with just the right words. You smart ass diplomat." Tommy said, through quick intakes of breath. Techno lifted his hands back to his face after putting them down, shoulders stuttering once more.

His stifled snickers and laughing snorts filled the room, and the others laughed with him. They continued on like that until everyone finished their food, and after they did, Wilbur went to wash the dishes.

Phil hastily sent the other two off on their chores, wanting to get some work done and get ready for a movie night. He headed to his room, mind calm and set for productivity.

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"Boys, come on downstairs for a movie night!" Phil had yelled, gaining the attention of the other three inside the house. Tommy had burst through his door, Techno following closely, but much calmer.

Wilbur emerged from out of his room and silently walked downstairs beside Techno, and the two watched as Tommy flailed his long limbs down the stairs.

They greeted their father and bustled around the living room, helping Phil get the room right and finally, when they finished, got under the blankets thrown on their couch and endulged themselves in warm coffee and milk.