The Simmon Siblings

• Moving •

Hellooo! I know I've been gone for a very long time so please don't kill me lmao. I've been busy with my other projects  and streaming and stuff like that, but I promise I'm going to try to be more active on this book. I also started college in September (high school in the UK) so I've been working a lot, but I do want to continue to write this book. Although I don't really watch the minecraft streams anymore, I will try to keep up and write in relevant time. If you guys have ideas of content you want to see outside of streaming, please leave them in the comments! Ideas such as family days out, or drama or school or things like that xx

I've decided to make a few changes. From now on, Tubbo is the same age as Tommy and Tabitha (17 years old), Wilbur is nineteen and Techno is twenty and idk what else, but if you notice changes, just know it's a part of the plan. Love you all and thank you so much for the support! xx

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Tabitha's POV
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The cardboard boxes by the staircase eye me as I walk into the kitchen for breakfast.
This past week, the boys, Phil and I have been packing up the house ready to move to the new place. Phil said we needed more space as a streaming family and he wants to have a fresh start someplace new. He asked us all before making the final decision and although I didn't want to at first, I agreed because I knew I'd adjust easily.

"Morning," I say quietly, giving Phil a quick hug before sitting down at the kitchen table with Tubbo and Tommy.

Tubbo and Tommy have already started eating their cereal, kicking each other under the table playfully. I never understand why or how they have so much energy in the morning considering Tubbo's fucked sleeping schedule.

I pour myself a bowl of cereal, add a splash of milk and begin to eat.

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After breakfast, I help Phil pack up a few more small bits and pieces in the living room. Tubbo, Techno and Tommy went for a walk and Will's somewhere downstairs in the basement playing his guitar. I haven't seen much of him today.

Come to think of it, I haven't seen much of Will all week.

"Hey, Phil, is something up with Wilbur?"

Phil frowns and shakes his head, placing the duck statue by the fireplace into a cardboard box.

"Not that I know of"

"Oh"

Phil looks at me. "Why do you ask?"

I shrug. "He's just been a little distant lately, I don't know"

Phil tapes the box shut and pushes it to the wall by the radiator.

"He's probably busy with his new album, Tabs. I wouldn't dwell on it"

I figure Phil is right but then get confused when I continue to think about Will and his distance lately. I've heard a lot of music coming from downstairs where his room is but working on music has never kept him away from us.

"It's going to be great with the new space," Phil smiles, breaking my train of thought.

"Yeah"

"Since you're the only girl, I thought I'd let you choose your room first," Phil chuckles. "To be fair"

I'm excited by that news, I'll be honest.
My room here is great, but it's placed in the middle of the other rooms and I find that a little uncomfortable. I've seen the rooms in the new house and I think I know which room I'm going to pick.

"Thanks, Phil," I smile back. "I've already picked one"

"Oh, yeah?" Phil chuckles, raising his eyebrow. "Which one?"