My Compass Will Always Point to You

Chapter 13: Bee Hairclip (Phil's POV)

(Okay, If you're confused, this is the part directly after Technoblade yelled "Shut up" out loud on accident)

Phil scanned Technoblade's facial expression. He saw a glimpse of surprise across Tech's face before Technoblade put himself back together. 

"Tech, are you-" Phil started.

"I'm fine," Techno replied automatically.

"Are you sure, mate?" Phil asked anxiously.

"Positive," Techno responded.

"You were thinking about Alivebur, weren't you?" Ghostbur asked quietly.

Phil looked at Ghostbur with shock. He didn't think that Ghostbur would catch on so easily. It seemed that Tech didn't either as Phil could see that he too was caught off guard a bit. Of course, only seconds later, he recovered.

"Well, it's none of your buisne-" Technoblade began. 

Before he could finish, Ghostbur had gone up to him and hugged him. Techno stood silently for a moment before he hugged him back. Phil knew Techno was never too good at emotional stuff, but seeing how he hugged Ghostbur, it seemed as if Techno never had any problems expressing himself in the first place. Philza took a picture of the precious moment.

"Blackmail,"  He thought to himself sinisterly.

"Well, anyway," Tech said, pulling himself out of the embrace, "We should get prepared to look for Tommy,"

Philza and Ghostbur nodded in agreement.

"Philza, you go back to your house and prepare for a long trip, and Ghostbur, we're going back to my place so I can get you an umbrella," Techno ordered.

"Yes sir!" Ghorstbur replied jokingly.

"Well, let's get going then," Phil said cheerfully.

Phil watched as Ghostbur and Techno walked in the opposite way they had come before trekking back to his own house. After walking for some time, he realized that he could easily just fly to his house. Philza had large, black wings that were the length of him, so they could support him easily. He got ready and launched himself into the air. He hadn't flown in a while, so it felt refreshing to finally get back in the clouds.

While flying, his mind drifted to Tubbo, his only adopted child. He remembered the moment he found him as if it had just been yesterday. 

Phil had been walking back from buying milk when he heard a sniffle behind him. He looked behind himself to see a young boy, barely even seven, sitting on the floor and crying softly. The small boy had a bee clip in his hair and was wearing overalls. He had soft curly hair that covered his eyes. 

"Hey mate, what happened?" Phil asked, crouching next to the boy.

"M-my father k-kicked me out," The boy whimpered quietly.

Phil felt deep hatred for whoever had kicked such a young boy out.

"What's your name, mate?" Phil asked softly.

"T-Tubbo," The boy answered hiccuping.

"How old are you?"  Phil asked gently.

"S-six," Tubbo responded.

"Hey, do you want me to move your hair a bit to the side so I can see your ey-" Phil began.

"No! They're ugly!" Tubbo immediately shouted.

"Now who told you that?!" Phil exclaimed.

"M-my father..." Tubbo mumbled.

"Well, your father must be a cruel man to have said that," Phil said firmly.

 "Fine, I'll move it... Promise you won't laugh?" Tubbo asked.

"Promise," Phil replied.

Phil's eyes went wide after seeing the boy's eyes. They were bright yellow with a black pupil like a goat's.

"You're a goat hybrid," Phil realized.

Tubbo bit his lip nervously.

"Your eyes are beautiful," Phil told Tubbo firmly, "Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise,"

"Thank you," Tubbo said quietly.

"Mate, would you like to come to my house and live with me?" Phil offered, "There's a lot of kids there you can meet!"

Tubbo's eyes sparkled wildly as he answered.

"Really?! Yes! I'd love to!" Tubbo exclaimed.

"Well, then Tubbo, let's get going!" Phil replied happily.

Phil landed by his house and unlocked the door. As soon as he entered the house, he closed the door, locked it, and started packing up. He had already packed up food in his inventory when he heard a knock at the door. He hid quietly hid everything and opened the door.

"Wait, #####?!"