Tommyinnit oneshots (mostly angst)

December 2

Yep here's another one! 

Dedicated to one of my favourite authors I look up to a lot due to their motivation to upload at least one chapter every day lol

The SBI household was decorating for Christmas. Techno had taken on the role of decorating the tree, Phil with the lights on the outside of the house, and Wilbur and Tommy were tasked with decorating the rest fo the house, mainly the downstairs. Christmas music wafted through the house, along with the smell of baking gingerbread for when they finished.

"Tommy! Don't put that in your mouth!" Wilbur yelled, grabbing the stocking from Tommy's little mouth. The baby babbled as he made grabby hands for the wool. Wilbur sighed fondly and shook his head, reaching up to the fireplace to put the green and white stocking. Next to it were three other stockings. One was red, with a fluffy white top, for Techno. The next one was for Wilbur, with a yellow outside, and red inside. The final one was red and white poka-dot, for baby Tommy, who joined the family seven months ago. Wilbur smiled. The gas fire was crackling, and Tommy was- TOMMY!

"TOMMY DON'T EAT THE FAKE IVY!" Wilbur yelled, pulling the plastic from Tommy's mouth. From a meter away, on a step stool, Techno chuckled. Wilbur shot him a quick glare as he checked Tommy's mouth for any bits of it. 

"This is like when Dream and George left Blob here for a week." Techno said. Dream and George were husbands and family friends, with a dog called Blob. They were going on vacation for a week, so they left Blob with the three, Tommy wasn't a part of the house then. It was absolute chaos. Blob ate everything, no matter what it was. Wilbur was sure that the fucking dog ate its own shit sometimes. The lil fucker also sat under lots of trees, in fact, every single walk they had Blob would sit under every FUCKING tree he saw. Don't even get Wilbur started on how much the dog howled. When Dream and George came back to get Blob, the dog acted so fucking innocent that Wilbur wanted to kick the fucker so hard it went to the sun.

"Don't remind me." Wilbur groaned, pushing the fake ivy onto the top of the fireplace. He had already finished the front room and kitchen, he only needed to do the living room, where the Christmas tree also happened to sit. Wilbur snatched some fake snow from Tommy's grasp, then using it to decorate the stairs. 

"Tommy! Play with your toys or something!" Wilbur playfully yelled when Tommy made a grab for fake mistletoe. Wilbur kicked over a reindeer plushie that was bought for Tommy. Tommy started to chew on the plushie rather than Christmas decorations. 

After another good hour, Phil came back in after decorating the outside with a miniature sleigh and fake reindeers. Just then, the oven beeped. Phil got the gingerbread out, leaving it out to cool. Once it was decently warm, the twins got out the icing and they started to decorate the gingerbread for the rest of the afternoon, ordering some dinner for a movie night.

Extra!

"So... we're holding the Christmas party this year..." Phil said, putting black icing onto a gingerbread shaped like a bird. It was gonna be a crow. Techno and Wilbur made nods of agreement, still focused on where the icing went. Tommy was in his highchair, eating some baby snacks,

"And?" Techno asked, making a grab for the yellow icing, then adding a crown to the top of the gingerbread. It was a fucking pig with a crown.

"Dream and George are going straight (no gay) to the airport after, so we get Blob here for a week!" Phil exclaimed. Techno and Wilbur shared a look.

Shouts of protest and groans erupted from the small house on the hill.

AYYYYYYYY

MOTIVATION, HERE I AM!