𒊹︎︎︎ᴥ︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙤𝙤𒊹︎︎︎ᴥ︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎

Fatherboo

Lol hey guys its me, ur therapist, here wirh another chapter ig. ur jus gonna have to read it to find out lol

It's been a few days since I got adopted. Surprisingly, someone wanted to adopt a 12 year old female, even worse, American(it's ok for me to make fun of America bc I'm American right? Right?). I got up from bed and headed to the kitchen, where I saw one of dad's friends sitting there eating a bowl of monster-munch(u get that reference?), just sitting there chilling, it's about 4AM at the time so he's tired as ever. Me on the other hand, am a child of the night and I fall asleep at around 7-8AM. I know it's not normal for most but it's normal for me so, I guess it's okay. 

"Hey there uncle Toby, how ya doin?" I say sounding slightly energized. I guess talking startled him because he jumped at the sound of my voice, though he sighed and calmed down while he replied.

"Heya squirt, what are ya doing up this late? It's like 4:30AM dude!" He said in an extreme British accent that after hearing it, I just copy-pasted it into my own voice.

"Ah, just got sick of feeling hungry again and decided to get a snack, what about you, mate?" I continued the conversation as I went to the fridge and grabbed some milk and cereal because why not?

"Same thing, but I woke up with the munchies, y'know?" "...wuts goin on in heree?" "Oh, hey dad, we were hungry so why not?" I answered my dads probably sleep-talking question. He has a problem with sleep-walking and sleep-talking, like one time,in the middle of the night, he came into my room and started babbling on about weird tea names, then what Dream does in his free time, and left as he semi-yelled "THIS IS WHAT DREAM DOES.IN.HIS.FREE.TIME. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" In a slightly pissed off voice if I have to say so myself. 

"oh…okay… Imma go fully wake up now…seeya" Dad said in a calm, surprisingly deep, and quiet voice. 

"Ah, he just woke up didn't he?" Uncle Toby said, thinking aloud."Guess so…wow this cereal hits different when you're tired, hah" Uncle Toby started laughing so hard that Uncle Tommy came down in a groggy state and started cursing Uncle Toby out for waking him up as he proceeded to make some toast for himself. As the toaster popped,spooking me, dad came down and made himself some cereal as well, sitting down next to me at the table looking as tired as I did.

"Y'know, I'm starting to think you guys are actually related. It has started confusing me at how similar you guys are even though you're somehow not related!" Uncle Toby said, breaking the comfy silence that often showed its face during the mornings. "Yeah, I agree, are you sure you adopted her, Ranboo?" Uncle Tommy questioned. "Nah, America's just copy-pasting people into different bodies, wait what?!" Me and dad said at the same time making everyone freak the FUCK out.

"I guess that's true now…" I said in a blank voice, not one to show my emotion very often, like my father. "H-HOW DID YOU GUYS JUST DO THAT WHAT THE FUCK?!" Uncle Toby screamed really loudly, waking all of us up. "Wait…don't yall have a collab stream to do today or am I just trippin?" I asked, not remembering the date today. "OH GOD WE DO, C'mon guys let's get stream setup, fast, chats gonna be mad if we don't get there on time. Oh God! Oh God!" Dad said, finishing his morning meal and running upstairs to prepare for the stream that day. "Welp, we should go help him huh?" "You mean chill out in the room and annoy him and his daughter?" "Yeahhh" I sighed at this not-so-new information and put my dishes in the sink to do later.

"Imma go help dad, unlike you two british people." I said in an already annoyed voice. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" "I CALLED YOU BRITISH PEOPLE, AM I WRONG?!" I yelled back at the two of them, slightly scaring them and making dad say "You guys okay down there?!" in a distant voice. Ensuring that I giggle all my way to help him with setting up. When I got in the room that they were planning on streaming I realized something…