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Adopting the weird kid pt.13 (Tommy and SBI)

Tommy's POV:

So, this weekend we were taking a break from painting my room to celebrate my birthday. I was sort of excited to be turning 16, more excited to be celebrating it with my new family. I'd missed the whole family celebration thing since Mum went. We used to have candles in cupcakes and drink milkshakes on our front doorstep. I liked it.

But it got to the point where we couldn't sit on the front doorstep anymore. So, on my last birthday with her we sat in the lounge with milkshakes. And that year I'd had to made the milkshake. And milkshakes didn't feel all that special anymore, cause that was basically the only thing Mum could eat. I'd got pretty sick of making milkshakes. And so truly, my last birthday with Mum didn't feel like my birthday at all. Just a reminder that I was a day closer to losing her.

Anyway, Phil said we can go out for dinner on the Friday night to celebrate and then he's letting me have my friends go to the local village hall where Wilbur's band have agreed to play music for us. It's going to be so cool. One, I get to hang out with my family. Two, I get to hang out with my friends. Three, I get to watch Wilbur perform. It's going to be awesome.

Time skip:

I went to school as normal and had a semi decent day, just boring if I'm honest. I had art though, that was always fun. Phil said when I got back home from school we'd go out for dinner around 5pm. I was going to Nando's for the first time in a long time. I wondered whether they still had the frozen yogurt machine. I could have just asked Wilbur or Techno, but I didn't want it to be awkward. Phil had asked me when I wanted my presents and I said that we could do them when we got back from eating.

So after a great meal, and a bunch of frozen yogurt, Wilbur and I raced back to Dad's car and I won. I'm not athletic, just determined. And Techno and Phil both laughed at me when they saw me wheezing with a massive smile on my face. I liked my new family.

We spent the rest of the evening having a wii sports tournament, which Techno went on to win. He's good at video games though and it's literally his job so I guess he can have it. Dad just sat back and watched us, laughing the entire time. But it was nice. That word again. It just felt like it fit. And some days I found myself forgetting about Mum. That made me kind of upset, but Phil helped me fix it by putting some photos of her around the house. There were still all those photos of the other lady; I had pretty much guessed at this point that it was Wilbur's biological Mum, Phil's wife. But they never talked about her, mentioned her, even acknowledged her. It was weird.

Anyway, on Saturday Dad took me out shopping for some new clothes and to spend some of my birthday money before we got to the village hall early to set up for the party later. It was mostly just a lot of laying about on the polished floor with ear plugs in whilst Wilbur blasted the guitars through the amps. There wasn't that many people coming to my party anyway. Just Aimsey, Serena, Bill, Ranboo, Tubbo and Freddie. Well, that's a few people at least. They were all my new friends, and it felt so cool to be a part of a friendship group.

We were kind of the weird kids. The weird kids everyone kind of respected and just left to it. Like we were weird enough not to fit in, but just cool enough to not get bullied. Perfect mix for me! And even in just a few weeks, I'd grown quite close with all of them. I got on really well with Freddie cause I found him interesting, I don't know, maybe that sounds weird. I just find some people really interesting, like Techno. But Freddie and Techno are different types of interesting.

I was close with Tubbo and Ranboo too and we were going to go out into town together soon. Normally I would never do that, not at least without Wilbur or Techno or Phil, but I trusted Tubbo and Ranboo. They knew what to say and how to help. So I felt comfortable going out with them, just knowing that if something did happen they would be able to help. So that was going to be really cool. And despite the fact I'd literally joined towards the end of year 11, I know that I'm going to be hanging out with them all even after school finishes. I think I'm probably going to the same college as most of them anyway, Phil is still working it out.

Eventually, Phil took me and Techno back to the house, leaving Wilbur there to wait for his bandmates. I put on my outfit which was everything I wore on a normal day, and helped Dad sort out the food. He'd got bags of sweets sorted and some cans of fizzy drinks. He was going to order pizza too, so that combined with some of Wilbur's band's music (and of course we would convince someone to plug their phone in and just listen to music on there too) meant that it was going to be great!

I was actually very excited. I mean as far as I was aware this was the first time I'd ever really had a birthday party, and it was the first I'd ever gone to one. Well we did really stupid ones of the care home, but I'm not counting them as birthday parties at all. Plus none of the other kids wanted me at theirs. I wasn't sure quite how to react to parties but Techno said he would be there the entire time to help. I'd decided that was cooler than Phil helping me. Moustaches are way cooler than old people: it's a basic fact.

I stood awkwardly at the gate leading into the village hall car park. Wilbur and his friends had tied a bunch of balloons to the gate to 'show people the way' but really it was just to annoy Dad and I knew it. Still, I was waiting for at least someone to get there. A car pulled up and I waved at Freddie who was sat in the passenger seat. He got out the car, running over and handing me a present wrapped neatly with that plastic, shiny ribbon stuff. I liked it. It felt nice to get presents from friends.

"Shall we go in?" He prompted and I nodded, leading the way. Placing the present carefully on a table on the kitchen, Dad followed me out into the main hall and greeted Freddie. And slowly but surely everyone else arrived and a similar pattern occurred. It was nice, I liked patterns. My speech pattern changed when I met Phil and his family, but my other patterns hadn't really, so I liked that too.

Time skip:

"AND WE ARE LOVEJOY!" Wilbur shouted into the mic, with a loud clang of his guitar and some smashing of drums from Mark. It was met with screaming from Aimsey. Wilbur had promised to sign something for him and they'd been positively bouncing with excitement since. I put my ear plugs back in and tried to enjoy the music. It was good, and I always loved Wilbur's music. But it was loud and a bit overwhelming. Techno kept reminding me to take breaks, drink water and when the pizza came, I got my energy back up. 

Dad and a Techno had been doing loads of research online and working with some specialist charity. I didn't really know and I hadn't wanted to ask. All I knew was that they suddenly knew how to help me a lot more and living with them became 10 times easier. Techno was really good at it; Phil kind of, sort of, maybe, not really, but yes he did, needed to work on it more, I think. Either way, by the time the party had come to an end it had been a really good evening, and even if I'd gotten a bit overwhelmed at points I still had fun.

We spent an hour cleaning everything up whilst Wilbur and his friends cleared all the equipment into Joe's van. And it was 11pm by the time we got home. Dad spent 2 minutes convincing me to get dressed for bed before I even moved from my comfortable position on top of the covers. I remember thinking Mum was at the end of my bed, smiling at her, telling her I loved her before falling asleep. Of course Mum wasn't there, it was Phil. But I was delirious and some days even when completely awake, I am convinced they are the same person. They just have that quality.

You know: the I'll listen to you at 3 am quality.

A/n Hello. Hello. Hello. How are you all today? This is the penultimate part of Adopting the weird kid. And the last part will be the last one I post before my break for exams. Thanks so much for 60k, you're amazing. And thank you for all the support. Getting to interact with you guys makes writing stories so much more fun. Keep the commenting up! I love the things we get to discuss! Thank you for reading!