Hero Gone Rouge

"When will it ever be a good time?"

"Dad!" The blonde boy called out to the air, looking upwards to see if anyone had heard him upstairs.
"Wilbur!" He called out, looking over his shoulder towards the white door that was connected to the kitchen in his left.
"Dad?" He called again, sighing before pausing the documentary about raccoons he had been watching and getting up off the soft, grey, sofa.

"Oi, I want some chocy milk!" He yelled out loudly, taking his phone of the glass coffee table infront of the sofa and pocketing it in his pale brown trousers before walking towards the kitchen door.

Tommy grumbled slightly as he opened the door, revealing his older brother with his head against the oak table whilst a laptop on standby had been left infront of him.
He only sighed as he walked past, smile on his face, and went to turn on the  full kettle, watching the blue glow turn to a deep red as the water started to heat itself up.

"Again, Wilbur?" Tommy shook his head, walking back towards the living room and grabbing a folded up grey blanket from the other sofa and going back to drape it over his sleeping brother. "You really need to sort out a better sleep schedule"

The boy grabbed four different coffee cups out of the cupboard, the once over the kettle: one pink, one grey, one green and the other a light blue. He opened the other cupboard next to to the coffee cup one, to grab a glass cup for himself.

   Then he went to open up one of the two double metal fridges the family had, both having been covered head to toe with things Phil's children had accomplished: Tommy's and Toby's had been on the left closets to the wall, Whilst Blades and Wilburs where to the right side of the kitchen.
The two twins, Wilburs and Blades, fridge had their school degrees, baby photos and old drawings they made when they where younger, even peices of paper that contained old rewards or new ones from being a Hero.

  Tubbo's side of the fridge had more or less the same just with no school degrees or a large amount of Hero rewards, where as Tommy only had some baby photos that weren't that long ago and the occasional reward that was deemed 'good-enough-to-put-on-the-fridge' from school held in place by broken magnets. They needed to get new ones.

He had assumed that majority of his stuff was still packed away in the moving boxes, yet the only things in the boxes left in the kitchen where canned food that was ment to be sorted out later today after Tommy and his dad had gone to the new shopping area in town and gotten things like magnets and action figures of his favourite hero's and villains.

He pulled out the milk jug on his side and walked back to the set of five cups on the desk.
  He filled the multicoloured cups up with coffee powder, some with more sugar and some with hardly any; getting chocolate powder for his own glass instead. He filled a small amount of milk for all the cups, yet filled his glass one up completely. He sturred his glass of milk whilst waiting for the kettle to finishing boiling.

"Mornin' Toms" Wilbur's groggy voice spoke out, causing Tommy to turn around and smile at him.

"Ello wilby" He placed the coffee cup next to him, "made ya some coffee"

"Thanks" Wilbur took the coffee cup, lifting it to his lips and turning his laptop back on. "No!" He slammed down the cup, scrolling frantically and clicking buttons.

"What's happened!?" Tommy rushed over, looking at the laptop and grabbing a towel for the slightly spilt coffee.

"It didn't save!" He grabbed at his hair, sighing as he interwinded his fingers in the soft curls and untangling them only to repeat. It had been something the boy's mother had done to calm them all down once before.

"Oh?" Tommy only shrugged and cleaned the coffee up before grabbing the other cups. "Meh, doesn't concern me then"
He left the kitchen shortly after Wilbur had started to curse under his breath, placing down the chocolate milk on the small glass table and holding the other three with as much balance as he could.