~My Family~ [SBI Oneshots]

Claustrophobia

TW: Claustrophobia (if it wasn't obvious) Panic Attack

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Narrator's pov:

Phil, Techno, Wilbur and Tommy were so excited for their vacation. It was the holidays and Phil had offered for them all to take a four day long trip to Hawaii.

The car ride and areophane had been a stressful affair, what with Tommy running off in the airport and getting lost accidently (on purpose), and with Wilbur loosing his guitar when they got off the plane and almost having a full on panic attack over it (don't worry, they found it).

Phil never minded that both Wilbur and Tommy were autistic. He loved them anyway, but he didn't want it to let it define them. So when Tommy said that he was going to take the elevator when they first got to the hotel, Phil wasn't going to stop him.

Tommy ran into the box, Wilbur following shortly after. Phil was struggling with his bags and was trying to fit them all into the lift, when the doors started closing!

"No!" Techno said, being fully aware that Tommy needs someone with him in case he starts having a panic attack. And it's likely that Wilbur will have one as well, so he's no use.

Techno swore loudly as the door slammed shut on his arm, it didn't open though, it just tried to keep closing! This lift is strongly unsafe, Techno noted, getting ready to file a report on it

By this time Phil had dropped all of the bags and was joining Techno at the lift.

"WHAT THE FU-" Tommy yelled, only just realizing what was happening, as everything was just happening within a few seconds.

Phil started to help Techno grip the door open, along with Wilbur, but it was had a dangerously strong shutting system so their hands started to hurt.

Wilbur then realized that this was fairly ridiculous and said, "Let go, it's fine, just meet us at the top of the stairs at our hotel room door. We'll be fine."

"Totally," Tommy muttered, trying to convince himself more then anyone else, but his breathing was already quick and uneven.

"It's going to be ok Tommy," Phil reassured but had to let go of the door because his arms felt like they were being crushed into pulp.

The door shut with a bing, and suddenly the only noise that could be heard were both the sounds of the quiet whirring elevator, and Tommy's heavy breathing.

"Shut your eyes," Wilbur said carefully, leaning on the wall of the elevator and sliding down it, pulling Tommy down with him, encouraging him to do the same.

"I still know that we're in a deadly death transporter tiny box thing," Tommy said quietly, his tone a little high pitched with agitation.

"I know, but just chill," Wilbur replied, putting his arm around Tommy and holding him tight. Wilbur himself was mentally freaking out. He couldn't breathe either and felt like he was going to faint, or even die. But he didn't let that show. For Tommy's sake.

Then they both went quiet again and the elevator continued it's low hum.

Wilbur instinctively matched it and started humming a song. Distracting himself.

He clutched Tommy tight and Tommy forced himself to relax and focus all him mind onto the hum.

Then suddenly, both the boys were slightly lurched forwards, making them cry out in panic.

But there was a high pitched bing, that matched the one they'd hard earlier. They both sighed in utter most releif when the door opened wide to show a rushed looking Techno and Phil skidding in front of the lift, clearly having run up at least 17 floors.

The two older males looked at the other two in the lift, taking in their huddled-together state.

"ARE YOU TWO OKAY?!" Phil said loudly, leaning against the wall to catch him breath.

Wilbur nodded slightly, before standing up fast and helping Tommy up, before rushing out of the lift, clearly terrified it'd close again without them both out of it.

"I'm going to go and report that the lifts are dangerous," Techno said, entering it himself so that he could go downstairs and report how unsafe they are, "like, what if someone was walking into it at the time it closed, they could be crushed!" he continued, muttering to himself. Or maybe the voices.

Phil hugged Tommy tightly and then squeezed Wilbur's shoulders, "I'm proud of you both," he said, lightly.

"Sure, but can we never do that again?" Tommy said.

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A/N: I feel like now Tommy's traumatized for life - oops!

I'm very pleased to have never had an experience with a lift like this.

As this is the first book in this book of oneshots, welcome, please suggest things you want to see a oneshot of and I'll happily make it for you, give me prompts and things because I run low on ideas.

I have another book similar to this, but every story is LGBTQIA+ themed and I have a couple of non sbi dream smp characters in there as well.

Thank you so much for reading <3

Word Count: 830

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