a series of sbi oneshots

5 story's

1
It had been mid afternoon when Tommy heard the soft pattering at the door. If he didn't know better he would have assumed it was Steve or even just some bits of hail, but after spending so many months in the arctic, he knew what both of those things sounded like. This soft, sporadic knocking was not anything he heard before.

Weeks ago that would have left him scared. Cowering in Techno's arms in fear of Phil or even Dream standing outside ready to hurt him again. Ready to tear him to pieces after all the damage he did to their lives. Now though, after days of being held in his brother's arms while he whispered quiet promises of love and protection, Tommy didn't hesitate to swing open the front door.

To say he was expecting to see his oldest brother's amnesiac ghost would have been the biggest lie of the fucking century.

But still, here he was. Floating just a few feet above Techno's porch. Lanky as ever with a bright yellow sweater that stood starkly against the rest of his washed out appearance. Faded brown curls flopped over her forehead and his face was covered in blue freckles. Lumps of blue splattered on to the porch from stained grey hands as the ghost twisted his hands around each other.

"Ghostbur? Why the hell are you here?" the blond asked, shock and confusion practically dripping from his words.

"Well I had been feeling a bit...down recently, and I was trying to figure out why. Niki brushed me off when I asked her about it, then I went to Jack about it but he just ignored me...I thought about going to Tubbo but he always gets that weird twisty face when I show up and it makes my stomach go all twisty too. Eventually I ran into Phil! He seemed upset so I gave him some blue, but I don't think it helped much because his ear was really messed up. I asked him about it and he mumbled something about Technoblade and that's when I realized! I hadn't seen my baby in forever! That's why I've been getting so lost in my head, I didn't have my anchor to keep me in place," Ghostbur rambled, reaching out to brush his hands against Tommy's cheeks.

Tommy flushed at the pet names, hesitantly pushing into the cool palms of his brother. "'M not a baby Ghostbur," he grumbled. The ghost merely giggled in response and began rubbing his thumbs against Tommy's face. "No," he cooed, "but you'll always be my baby, Tommy-bird."

"Shut the fuck up you clingy bastard," he huffed, despite pushing even further into the other's hands, "now what did you say about Phil's ear?"

"Oh yeah! It was super gross, all ripped up and stuff. I tried to ask him where his earring went but he just got more upset, I think he lost it or something," Ghostbur hummed, now tracing fingers along Tommy's temple.

...

That was...certainly interesting. Definitely something to ask Techno about when he got the chance. But for now? He had both his older brothers here and he wasn't passing up the chance to be coddled. Listen, he was a big man, but even big men needed to be cuddled and kissed and loved ok?

"Come on 'bur, it's cold out here and I wanna show you around the cabin. If we're fast enough we can probably draw on Techno's face before he wakes up from his afternoon nap."

2
Techno hadn't found the blue and black scribbles across his face nearly as amusing as Ghostbur and Tommy, but...well it was tolerable if it made his runt smile like that again.

(and oh what a smile it was, wide and unwavering, just pure unadulterated joy.

he would climb any mountain and cross any river and slit any throat to keep his sun shining so brightly.)

So he huffed and groaned good-naturedly, if only because it made his runt giggle and that grin stretch even wider. Not to mention Ghostbur's own echoey laughter joining the mix. It made Techno realize not only how much he had missed his runt, but also his older brother. Once upon a time, before wars and betrayal and madness, Wilbur had been as close to part of his sounder as any human outside his runt could be. Just because his instincts had never attached to the brunette didn't mean that Techno didn't see Wilbur as a pseudo packmate.