ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ-ᴜᴘ! (Finished)

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TW - mention of surgery, mention of rape

On the night of December 24th, I was not sleeping. Instead, I was packing as fast as I could, Tubbo throwing things at me from my bed. 

Yesterday, twenty minutes after we ended the stream on his birthday, the twins called me and told me that they had been so generous and booked flights for me and Technoblade so we could go back home (and they payed with my money). My problem with this? The flight was on December 28th. They had given me and Techno only 5 days notice. After they mentioned this, they sent me a screenshot of the tickets and then wouldn't answer their phones no matter how much I texted and called them. Actually, that's a lie, they did mention that they were going to celebrate christmas with me when I got back, meaning I better get them presents. 

Even though there were still a few days left before the fight, I was still rushing to get everything packed as I had always been horrible with packing on time, and I still had to figure out how to fit everything I had before along with everything I had gotten during this time. George had been quite nice and had given me one of his suitcases, since he was staying here and didn't need it to get back, but I still was pretty much playing tetris to get everything to fit. 

It didn't help that I also had to leave lots of extra room to fit all the things that everyone seemed so excited to give me. We had just decided to get gifts for everyone, so I had been forced out of quite a few rooms where people were wrapping gifts because they didn't trust my ability to keep secrets. 

I had managed to get most of my gifts today, and I was very thankful that they had what I needed. Which was just a bunch of plushes. 

As I truly had no idea of what to get, I had just gotten everyone plushes. There had been a surprisingly large amount of plushes at the store I had gone to, and it had been a mix of minecraft and normal plushies, so I had gotten some of each. 

Some of the plushes had been easy to figure out, for example I got Phil a baby zombie plush, I got Fundy a fox plush, Techno a pig, Tommy a raccoon and Wilbur an anteater and random guitar picks that were for sale at the same store (took forever to find but I found one). 

Others though, weren't as easy to figure out. I ended up getting Niki a cat plush, matching minecraft weapons for the feral boys, a pillow with the flippy sequins for Skeppy and after 10 minutes of looking, a super small slime plush for Tubbo (which I had scribbled over it's name tag and replaced it with the name squishy fuck). 

All these presents had been quickly wrapped and yeeted under the tree downstairs, but I had recruited both Philza and  Tubbo to help me wrap all of the presents in time (I wrapped theirs first and then went and found them). 

But would they like the presents? I mean, I didn't put much thought into them, I just grabbed them from the shelves and hoped for the best. 

I was broken out of my thoughts by Tubbo throwing my hairbrush at me, hitting me on the head. 

I couldn't yell at him since everyone else was asleep, so I stood up from my spot on the floor and carefully walked through the maze of suitcases before sitting down next to Tubbo on the bed and smacking him with one of my pillows. 

He giggled as I continued to hit him with the pillow, but then he grabbed one of the smaller pillows and attacked me back, until it was a full blown pillow fight in a near silence, with the silence only broken by giggles and the sound of pillows against skin. 

This all ended when I was pushed off the bed by Tubbo, and he fell down with me, landing directly on my stomach, which caused a coughing fit from me, which Tubbo tried to muffle by shoving a pillow in my face. Which was pretty much suffocating me, but he didn't care. In fact I think that was his intention, judging by the murderous smirk on his face.