a/n Ayo! I'm back baby! I'm trying to get back into the swing of things. Also, I apologize for skipping over some stuff, just felt very stuck and that was the best way for me to do it. Plus, I wrote the first part of this chapter months ago and I couldn't remember where I wanted to go. Warning: kind of creepy pervert man.
"I'll be honest Ranboo, I'm not entirely certain how your bird brain will work. I don't remember much from when I grew wings or how I acted. You'll probably be clingy like I am," Phil thought aloud. My heart pounded a bit harder after that comment. It almost made me lose my appetite, but growing wings took a lot out of me so I ate the pancakes anyway.
Tommy had to go to school, Wilbur was meeting with his boyfriend, and Techno had work. That left Tubbo, Phil, and I at home. Tubbo stayed so he could translate for me. I mean, I was trying to use my voice more, but sometimes it was a bit easier to have someone speak for you.
"I hope this really isn't that much of a burden to you, Phil," Tubbo translates for me.
Phil takes a sip of his coffee and sighs. "Ranboo you are not a burden. If I didn't think I could take care of another kid then I wouldn't have come to meet you. I wouldn't like to think of that outcome for you. I'm happy and I'm certain the other boys are happy to have you here." Tubbo nods and squeezes my hand.
"Thank you, Phil," I whisper, giving him a small smile.
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The first couple of days went about as well as I thought that they were going to go. I was very clingy. Tubbo literally could not be out of my sight before I started to panic. I could tell it was very tiring for Tubbo, but he and I both knew that I couldn't do much about it.
And now it's the night before my first day at an actual school. I'm not sure what to feel. I'm kind of excited because I actually get to go to school, but I'm also kind of dreading it? Tubbo and Tommy never seem all that excited to go, so maybe it's not as cool as the movies show. I don't know...
I'm dragged from my thoughts of school to the present. Sitting cross-legged on the couch in a buttoned-up purple shirt and ripped black jeans. The kitchen was bustling while Phil and Techno made dinner. Wilbur's boyfriend and his dad were coming over to eat so I was expected to dress "nicely" or whatever. I mean, I am excited to meet them, just not to be wearing a semi-uncomfortable shirt.
There was a knock at the door and I stood up. Wilbur answered the door and hugged his boyfriend, saying hello to his father. Jared looked nice, I like his periwinkle hair. He seemed like someone that I could be friends with. His father, however, looked nothing like him. His hair was brown, dusted with grey. His face pinched into a frown, age lines covering his face. He also oddly wore a lab co- This can't be good.
They've finally come to take me away. I'm going to be sold and then tested. This is it for me. I knew everything was too good to be true. I should just let it happen. The sooner I can leave this painful life, the better.
And then he came over to shake my hand. My stomach began to feel ill.
"I'm Dr. Garry Membrane, but you can just call me Garry, sonny. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ranboo!" the man was clearly trying to smile, but it looked much more like a grimace. I shook his hand but said nothing, my throat was too sore from trying to talk earlier. "Does he speak, Phillip?"
"Uhm," Phil clears his throat uncomfortably. "He's getting used to speaking again, yes. His throat hurts from trying to... practice earlier."
"Ah, yes, I see," he eyed me suspiciously. "So, Wilbur, do tell me what kind of hybrid Ranboo is?"
"Not to be rude, Garry, but that is none of your business," Wilbur says, blankly.
"Yeah, come on dad. Dinner's about done, why don't you sit down now, yeah?" Jared sighs. Garry looks away from me and heads to the dining table. I follow a moment after and sit down next to Tubbo.
"We're having chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, and there are some rolls. Enjoy!" Phil says as he brings the last pot to the table.
I put a bit of everything on my plate. And I did want to eat, it smelled delicious but Garry just put me on edge. I don't know if it was just the lab coat or if it was Garry as a whole. As I pushed the food around my plate, I could feel his eyes on me.
"You good, Boo? I can feel your anxiety." Tubbo asks.
"Garry. I don't know what it is, but something about him just doesn't feel right."
"It's probably just his lab coat, no need to worry. It's just Jared's dad."
"I know I shouldn't worry... It's just... I don't want to go anywhere near someone like him." I really don't get why he's setting me off so much. I was never in a household with a man like him. I've never even really been to the doctor before. This has to be something else.
"Boo, I'm positive that man can do no wrong." Tubbo tried reassuringly. "You can always go to your room. I can explain to Dadza and I'm sure everyone else won't mind."
"Yeah. I don't think I can stick it out... Try to save me some rolls for later, please. Thanks, Tubs."
I leave the table as calmly as possible. Several questions were flung at me about where I was going, but Phil de-escalated the situation quickly. I'm just going to go lay down.
Garry's POV (uh oh...)
He is perfect.
He is so tall.
His eyes are so lovely.
His skin is so unique. Nothing like I've ever seen before.
His wings are stunning.
He is such a beautiful hybrid.
After I finish eating, I excuse myself to go use the bathroom. I walk down the hallway quietly and carefully, I couldn't disrupt the poor little thing.
I open his door and see Ranboo sleeping or at least resting on his bed. Oh, he's so beautiful. I pull a teleporter from my pocket and softly grab his shoulder. I push the button and we're suddenly in my lab. I swing open one of my cages and gently place him inside.
I can't wait to really see what he looks like.
And then I head back to the Minecraft household.
a/n I tried to make the chapter longer as a comeback! I hope it was alright. And just ask me if you have any questions! Have a great rest of your day!

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