BBH oneshots

Philhalo(father, son)

Y'all this isn't a ship its father and son and its gonna be sad or angst. Also I'm very sorry for taking so long it's just I've been busy and I was trying to make an Xhalo chapter, but got stumped on what to do bc the person who requested it wasn't all that clear on what they wanted to happen and never responded to me when i asked T~T.

But enough of that lets move on 12Greenmonn34 wanted this so lets get on bc I have an idea on what to do.

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Bad was having a bad day already, skeppy had trolled MunchyMC so bad that Callahan had to call bad in to fix it, tommy at any chance he got had cussed bad out or said cuss words around him, he also didn't get much sleep as he had had another nightmare that's just pushing him to the break of insanity, and he hasn't had a chance in the last two weeks to stretch his wings not even at night bc skeppy blow up his room so now he sleeps in bad's room. So as you chould tell today wasn't his best day.

He was walking to HIS house not 'his' and skeppy's mansion they were very different places and meant completely different things to bad. Once he had got here and sat down on the old couch that he felt like he hadn't seen in forever, he let out a sigh of relief and relaxation taking off his dark hoodie and shirt, gasping as the cold air hit his dark skin and as his large white wings flopped to the couch and ground around him. 

Bad's trios had scars on it here and there- manly around his wings -and he was skinny, not skinny to the point of looking like a skeleton but just not what you would be expecting from someone who loves to eat muffins all day, his long light black hair that reached a little past his shoulders.

He rubbed the scars that covered his skin and memory's flashed in his mind and his white eyes started to tear up "why?, why does no one help me?" He asked himself as the stress and sadness got to him making him sod and white tears run down his face, he pulled his legs up to his chest and let out another sob as he hid his face in his in between his legs. He stayed like that for hours till he flopped over and fell asleep.

{with philza}

Phil was hanging out with techno helping him the his potato garden, Phil enjoyed hanging out with his son even if their not biologically related he raised and took care of him there for he is his son and he made sure techno knew that. There were only four people on the island that the others shall as mom/dad's those being; philza, puffy, Sam, and bad.

Thinking about bad had phil pull a sad smile, not many know of bad's past phil knowing he's the only one. Bad tells phil everything any chance he get's from when he met skeppy to when ranboo found out about his wings, though bad and him have been talking less and less and it kinda made him sad as he was missing the smile and excitement in bad's voice telling him about his day or venting to him when he wasn't feeling all that well 'I wonder if I could go to him, this time, and talk to him myself' he thought, so distracted that he didn't notice the baby zombie running at him "phil!" Techno called out then proceeded to kill the baby with a stab into the head "phil are you okay!?" Techno asked and ran up to him "yeah I'm fine, mate" he said and smiled, techno could see something was wrong "what's wrong?" He asked, Phil's smile turned sad "I have this old 'friend' that's been talking to me less and less, and- well....I guess im lonely without him" phil sighed and leaned on the tree. 

Techno had let out a hum of understanding and put a hand on Phil's shoulder "why don't you go and see them?, I'm sure their missing you too" he said phil smiled and nodded "you good here alone?" He asked techno nodded his head and went back to farming potato's, phil spread his wings and took off and he went to every place he could think of that he thought bad would be at. The last place he looked was bad's old wooden hut or cabin in the woods, phil always loved this place it looked so cozy, he walked up to the dark wood door and knocked on it but it opened when his fist hit the boor 'that's weird bad always closed the door behind him' he thought walking into the cold house.

It was the same as last time he came, his feet hit the same cold stone floor and the lanterns where lit: he turned to the living room and seen bad sleeping on the light gray couch, shirt and hoodie discarded to the floor as his big white wings hanged off to the side and lines on his face that said 'I've been crying for hours'. Phil sat next to him and put a hand on his back "bad?" He said he voice soft and clam, bad opened his eyes and looked at phil and smiled at his 'friend' or more like a father to bad as bad couldn't really remember his own father "oh hey Phil" he said his voice cracking and quiet, he sat up pulling his legs to his chest and phil moved closer to him with the new found space "you okay kiddo?" He asked it was quiet till tears fell from bad's eye and a broken sob broke from his lips and phil was shocked in all the time he knew bad not one time has he just out right cried. Phil snapped out of it and pulled bad into his lap by a hug holding him as he cried into his shoulder 'shh'ing him as he rubbed his back, they both didn't know how long they had been there but they both didn't care and after a bit bad had finally calmed down again "do you wanna tell me?, or do you wanna watch a movie?" He asked bad looked up to phil and sniffed "can we do both?" He asked and phil smiled and nodded his head "of course mate" bad smiled and moved so he could sit next to him.

Bad took a breath "I don't know what's wrong with me, I've so stressed lately and I haven't gotten to stretch my wings in the last two weeks because skeppy blow up his room and know he has to share a room with me and I've been having these nightmares that- that" he stopped and put his head in his hands, phil didn't know what to say he was saddened and worried- not stretching your wing can cause numbness and eventually they wouldn't be able to fly- he put his hand on bad's shoulder and bad looked at him "hey kiddo, relax okay it okay just relax a bit" he said and bad took deep breaths "is there anything else?" He asked and bad nodded "skeppy's pranks are getting out of hand, he distorted half of MMC and I had to go and fix it, then tommy keeps pushing my buttons what all this swearing he keeps doing only when im around, and not to mention I was supposed to meet brother today but I had to call it off because of skeppy's prank" bad rambled on and phil was all ears not caring if he would need to stay the night because it was to dark or if he was hungry because he had yet to eat, he listened to bad vent and never once interrupted him. 

Once bad was done Phil had a mix of emotions none of which he could explain but right now he was starving "sorry I kept you so long papa- i mean Phil!" Bad said and his face turned red from embarrassment Phil chuckled "it's okay kiddo, now how about we make something to eat im starving" he said bad laughed and they went to the kitchen, getting out pot's and pan's cooking in silence making whatever they wanted to eat at the time both not talking to each other but knowing what the other wanted. When the food was done they sat down in the living room and turned on the small TV- that bad really never used but had almost every streaming app -and going to Netflix and choosing a comedy show that they knew the other watched and would enjoy and that's how they stayed the rest of the night eating chicken and mashed potatoes in the living room while watching a comedian tell joke's with his iconic puppets.

What a bad day it was but what lovely night, spent with a father and son. 

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I hope you liked this one, because I know I did also I bet I scared a few of you when you seen philhalo but relax okay, im never doing that O-O

Anyways sorry this took so long but im very busy right now so~

Come back next time :D