In the small town of Yandleton (Idk know what that name is but yeah) lived a happy couple who were called Schlatt and Rina Underscore. (Why is that Tubbo's mom's name?) They lived on the edge of town in a cute cottage not far from the nearby school. The lovely married couple decided to have a child. When the child was born he was born with chocolate brown hair and little goat ears he looked very similar to his father. The couple decided to call the young goat Tubbo, but soon after Tubbo was born Rina then passed away because the childbirth was too much for her. Even though it wasn't Tubbo's fault Schlatt still ended up taking out his heartbreak on the small child. When Tubbo turned five, he finally had enough. Tubbo was touch starved, physically starved, mentally and physically abused, so he took a box and went to the streets. He lived in a Tub-box for no more than 2 weeks. He got food from empathetic souls and water from the fountain(how clean is that?). He enjoyed living without pain and shouting even though the streets were filled with mean and cruel people. Most took pity on the small run away. Then one day not unlike any other day,(heh) a miracle happened to the young goat. The clouds were pouring down onto the earth flooding the streets in a damp layer of water, not a bad day for rain meant the earth would flourish and some plants could be eaten. The young goat knew this from past experiences when his father would refuse to feed him(how is he not dead?), but until the rain ended the experience was bone chilling.
Then the water rushing over the poor child suddenly stopped and was replaced by an empathic face. A man had held his umbrella over the boy covering him from the rain. The man had a kind face, blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair(father is that you?). He wore a black shirt and a green cardigan(I don't think that's the right type of clothing.) and green pants with a striped green bucket hat on his head to complete the look(where else would it be?). He also seemed to be a crow hybrid due to the fact that dark gray wings sticking out of his back. The traumatized goat immediately started grabbing his few belongings and his box apologizing for being in the man's way. The man looked sorry for the little one and spoke softly as to not scare the goat.
" Hey kid, wait, what's your name?"
The man said. The small one looked up at him in fear, worried that he might know his father and take him back to his 'home'.
"T-tubbo."
He said whilst shivering.
" Ok kid, where's your parents?"
The man replied. Tubbo was then worried that he might make him go home so he decided to lie in hopes he wouldn't know.
"M-my mom died when I was born and m-my f-father died s-soon-after."
Tubbo spoke his words shaky due to fear and his teeth chatter because of the cold. The man looked down, his eyes full of empathy. He reached down to hug the small one but Tubbo flinched in response to him reaching for him. The man noticed this and quickly pulled back and instead spoke.
" Hey Tubbo, why don't you just come home with me and I'll get you some warm food."
He spoke kindly and hadn't yelled at him and Tubbo was so cold. The man held out his hand for Tubbo to hold. The smaller eventually gave in, grabbing the hand tightly desperately almost. The man then scooped him up, holding him close as he then grabbed the goats box that was full of his belongings. A bee plush an old blanket and a broken torn soggy photograph that resembled a kind lady holding an infant smiling at the camera,(god I'm crying) her face kind and joyus. The man then rushed through the streets holding the small one close to the goat gripping onto him like a baby monkey to their mother. After a short time the small goat fell into a deep uneasy sleep still clinging to the man.
Did you like it🙃 imma go dig a hole now hey be back soon!
