Why do I need a family?

The bonding in exile

Tommy remembers this day more clearly then he would like to admit. It was a long time ago, he was probably about 9, but every time he is around Dream it feels almost like it was yesterday.

The older was babysitting him since neither Wilbur nor Techno could do it and most of the other adults or teens had something they needed to do that night, which is what gave us the iconic duo if Dream and Tommy.

While this was not a duo most wanted to be around or wanted to leave alone for a long period of time it was sadly the only option for Phil.

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"Okay Tommy, please for the love of XD be nice and don't be hectic tonight." Phil said in a pleading tone, "I know you don't like Dream all that much but he's a good kid and the only person available tonight."

Tommy looked away from Phil and huffed out an annoyed, "fine."

Phil smiled and hugged the boy, "thanks mate."

Ding dong

Phil quickly walked over to the door an opened it, of course, on the other side was Dream. He looked pretty similar to how he does now just younger and a lot shorter.

"Hello Mr. Minecraft." Dream greeted with a smile before turning to Tommy, "Hey Toms."

"Don't call me that." Tommy shot back quickly, "I'm not a child."

Phil sighed and shook his head and Dream slightly giggled at the statement.

"Sorry Dream he's just cranky cause he hasn't eaten yet." Phil said, "if you could just feed him that would be amazing, there's leftovers in the fridge but if he doesn't want that I trust you to use the stove."

"Okay sir Ill make sure to feed him." Dream mentioned.

"Alright the Dream, please come inside and I'll head out." Phil stated.

Phil slightly moved out of the way so Dream could step inside and he could step out. When this dumb movement your author didn't think through was over Dream kindly smiled as Phil said a goodbye before shutting he door.

The second the door had closed Dream turned to Tommy, "okay you little brat, what cha want for dinner?"

"None of your business, I can make it myself." Tommy stated while walking away from Dream a towards the kitchen.

Dream grabbed Tommy's shoulder tightly, but not tight enough to hurt the boy, and simply shook his head.

"Why don't you say words?" Tommy judged, "it's frickin weird when you're just silent."

Dream slightly rolled his eyes, "Tommy you're not touching the stove, just tell me what you want and I'll make it."

"No!" Tommy yelled, "I wanna make it myself!"

"Tommy please, I'll even let you play on my phone while I do that." Dream reasoned

Luckily the mention of a phone got Tommy to shut up. The younger blonde thought for a second about the deal and then nodded his head at Dream.

The teen smiled and put his hand on Tommy's upper back to lead him into the kitchen.

"Alrighty what do you wanna eat?" Dream asked

Tommy thought for a moment, "how about noodles?"

Dream nodded and then walked over to the pantry to find where they kept their noodles. It wasn't hard to find them and it was even easier to cook them.