SBI Centric Oneshots

Printed Memories

(This is a sequel to the first oneshot Welcome Home. Hope you enjoy and thank you Pluviawashere for the prompt!)
TW: Mention of sickness and past injury.
"DAAAAAAD!" Little Tommy shouted from his room. The anxious father was there in a flash.

"I'm here! What's wrong?!" He glanced around frantically, making the little eight year old laugh.

"I wanna go to the beach!" He cried, hugging his father's leg as he sat on the white carpet. He employed the puppy dog eyes as well. The man sighed as he realized nothing was wrong.

"I don't know." He scratched the light stubble on his chin as his youngest whined a little.

"But you said it would help Wilby get better." He pleaded. Phil looked at him sharply.

"I thought I had told you to go to bed that night." He said sternly. The boy looked away, guilty.

"I know, but I needed a drink and I heard you talking to Mama. I just want him to get better so he can play like we used to." He sniffed, making his dad soften and pick him up.

"Alright, Toms. We'll go to the beach." He chuckled as the other cheered quietly.

"I'll go tell Techno!" He was gone in a flash, leaving a smiling Phil. Kristin peeked around the door frame of the red walled rook with a smile.

"I heard everything. I'll start packing." She explained as he raised an eyebrow. He laughed quietly before following.

Meanwhile, the youngest boy was dashing down the stairs and out the back door. On the hardened dirt surface not far from the house, his oldest brother was practicing with his sword. It caught the sun as it moved with deadly speed and accuracy.

"Techno! Techno!" Tommy said, running closer to the practice area, making his brother stop. "Dad said we can go to the beach!" He smiled widely at the pinkette.

The sixteen year old gave a little smile in response. "Really? I've only been once." He glanced at the house before looking back at the blonde. "Did he say why?"

Tommy shrugged. "I just asked him if we could, and he said yes." His brother smiled in silent relief.

"Altight then, you better go help Mum pack." Tommy didn't need anymore insistence.

Gone in a flash, he was already at the house before Techno got back to practicing with a small smile on his face.

The young blonde was dashing up the stairs but froze at the top as he heard his other brother, or his guitar to be more accurate. Tommy crept up to the partially open door and peered in.

The brunette was sitting on his bed in his favorite yellow sweater and plucking the strings of his instrument as his brown wings settled behind him. The blonde smiled as he noticed Wilbur didn't look as pale as last time.

And he definitely would look better after they went to the seaside.
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"Moooom. I don't want to wear sunscreen." He whined as the dark haired woman laughed. Her smooth fingers were rubbing the cream on his arms.

"So you want to be burnt to a crisp?" She asked as she tickled him. His giggles subsided as she finished.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" He cried, tugging her outside where the others were. Techno was standing next to Phil, who had Wilbur in his arms. Tommy dashed over to the brunette, who smiled. "We're going to the beach!" He yelled happily, making Wilbur grin and Phil glad they didn't have any neighbors.

"Alright, Techno." Kristin said, stepping out of the house. Her white wings stretched in the sun. "Come on, we got to hurry before Tommy bursts from excitement."