💚⬛ₛₜₒᵣᵢₑₛ fᵣₒₘ ₜₕₑ Cᵣₒw Fₐₘᵢₗy⬜❤ (Beeduo + Grampa Schlatt oneshots)

𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚎

"DAD HELP!" Tubbo yelled at the top of his lungs, summoning his dad from wherever the ram had been hiding. As the taller of the two looked down he saw the plant in his sons hand and started grinning. "Alright kid, climb on." He said, kneeling down so that the short faun could climb onto his shoulders without getting hurt.

Pinning the plant above the door the duo started grinning in an 'evil' way. "You do realise its not even Christmas, right?" Tommy asked as he walked past, getting called a buzzkill by Schlatt and getting flipped off by the pair of them; the blonde menace scoffing with a grin.

There was still snow outside, Michael was running around with his papa and grandpa Philza; his bright smile never leaving his face for a second as he laughed, throwing snowballs and building snow-mobs. He'd built a baby snow-zombie before running away and grabbing his small wooden sword, yelling at the top of his lungs "IW SAVE OO GWAMPY!!" and stabbing the snow-mob through the chest, the crowfather cheering and calling the small four-year-old his little hero.

Ranboo smiled kindly as he saw his child so happy. That smile faltered when he saw another. A smile he despised.

The enderman shook his head mouthing "dont even think about it" before he walked to the crowfather, taking his son and requesting they all go inside since it was starting to get dark; eyes flicking back to where he saw that smile to find nothing there. Philza left so he could start working on dinner for everyone. Ranboo hugged his son before gently placing him onto the ground, walking around to look for his beloved. "Tubbo?" He called out, hunting through house for his darling.

Tubbo snuck around the house until the perfect time.... well really it was until Philza called everyone to dinner. The entire family were sat together as they ate, Tommy and Ranboo both seemed slightly out of it... but there was no need to worry :). Nobody noticed, however.

The enderman went back into the garden after dinner and just stood out there. He was silent. Part of his brain was nagging at him, gnawing at his anxiety like a hamster would its cage. He knew what he saw; yet he so desperately wished to deny it. To deny that what he saw was real.

'A walk will clear my head' he thought to himself, quietly taking his communicator out of his pocket as to inform someone he was going. No one questioned it, it was common for the half-ling to go for nightly walks after all. Upon seeing his communicator light up, Tubbo frowned. He couldn't force his beloved boo to stay, nor did he want too in truth. Looking out of the window the faun watched his husband disappear into the snow-thick woods, standing up from his seat to remove the 'stupid' mistletoe from the doorframe.

Picking up his half-asleep son, Tubbo walked to the childs room, hooves thumping against the wooden plank floor. Michael was busy playing with the flowers in his dadas hair, eyelids heavy as he grew more and more sleepy; a little yawn escaping him as they finally arrived at his room. "You sleepy bud?" Tubbo asked, smiling gently as his piglin son nodded. Helping his son get ready for bed the faun smiled, picking up the small child before tucking him under his duvet with his many plushies and little benson light. "Dada... can oo tew me a sto-" the piglin cut himself off with a yawn "stowy?" He finished, smiling with a sleepy giggle as his dada nodded, sitting down before telling the first tale that came to his head.

There once was a spider, in an ancient city deep below the surface of the earth, that knew everything. He knew all that could be known, he even knew the gods who made it. This spider was seemingly magic, he could heal the weak with nothing but afew words. His kindness knew no bounds, he was quiet among his fellow mobs...

Before Tubbo could even begin getting into the story Michael had fallen asleep, the fawn pet his sons hair before heading outside, playing with some of the snow. "What are you doing out here? It's freezing.." a warm  voice piped up from behind him, arms encasing the short man in a gentle embrace. The enderman put his chin on his husbands head, gently holding his hands. "...waiting for you. I was worried." He replied, relaxing into his beloveds arms.

The pair stayed outside and watched the stars and moon, Ranboo smiling gently at his husband. They were so in love... he smiled and tied some mistletoe to his tail before lifting it above the fawns head. Tubbo noticed the plant and started blushing, wriggling around before leaning up and leaving a soft kiss on his husbands lips. "I love you, you idiot." The shorter smiled.

"I love you too, my beloved." The enderman replied, picking up his husband and carrying him to their room.