Catbur Soot (Not a furry)

TUBBOBA!

Tell me you know the tubboba meme...

Sherbertquake56 anyone?

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"TOMMMMMYYYYYYYYYY!" Tubbo shouted as the blonde opened the door. "HELLLLOOOOOOOOOO!" 

Captain Puffy grinned behind him at Phil. "Thank you so much for watching him. Dream has the chickenpox and I'd really like it if Tubbo didn't get it as well."

Phil gave her a sympathetic smile. "Poor thing! Well, don't you worry about Tubbo. He can stay here as long as he needs to. We're happy to have him."

Puffy gave him a strained smile. They were both single parents of three, and understood the trials. At least both of their oldests, Foolish and Technoblade, could drive. (Just asked my advisory the driving age in England, feeling good) 

"You definitely should be getting going then, huh?" Phil asked. 

Puffy nodded. "Thank you again for watching him. Everything he should need is in his bag. And you have my number so call me at anytime for anything." She bent down to Tubbo's level. "This means you too. Call me if you need anything, okay?" 

Tubbo nodded, grinning. "Okay mama!" he said, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Can I go play with Tommy now?" 

Puffy sighed, smiling. "Yes you can." she said, waving them off. "I love you Tubbo." 

"Bye mama! Love you!" Tommy and Tubbo ran upstairs. 

Puffy gave Phil a sad smile. "I feel so loved." She said sarcastically.

Phil exchanged a grin. "Don't worry about him, he's like my third kid anyways. Tubbo will be fine."

"And it won't be for very long, only a few days at most. And he can call me anytime, if he needs anything. And that extends to you as well, if you have any questions or anything or-"

"Puffy." Phil interrupted. "He's been over here before."

Puffy sighed. "I know... I just... he's never been alone for this long."

"But you only live about ten minutes away, and you know me and you know how much he and Tommy are practically brothers. Tubbo will be fine."

Why did I want the over protective mama puffy today?

Puffy sighed again. "Okay, okay. I probably shouldn't leave Dream for this long, he'll end up getting the oven mitts I've had to duct tape to his hands off. Little escape artist, that one."

"Yes yes." Phil smiled. "Go! Tubbo will be fine."

"Thank you again!" Puffy said, grabbing her purse. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

"Of course, now go!" 

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Tommy and Tubbo burst into Tommy's room. "I wanna see Soot!" Tubbo cried.

"Okay!" Tommy grinned. "They know about him now. So..."

"I know!" Tubbo grinned. "You told me already."

Tommy grinned sheepishly. "Oops..." Tommy and Tubbo often had similar conversations, since Tommy wouldn't remember what he had and hadn't told Tubbo. (This is something I do and imagine Tommy would do it too...) Tubbo was used to it.

"Soooot!" Tommy called. "Soooooot! Where arrrrreeee youuuuuuu?"

Tommy opened up the closet to find Soot sleeping in his laundry. "Gross!" Tommy exclaimed. "Sooooot!"

Tubbo laughed. "He's so cuuuuuute!" Tubbo sat on the floor next to Soot. "Hiiiii! I'm Tubbo! Remember me?"

Soot meowed, rubbing his face against Tubbo's hand. Tubbo giggled. "He likes me!" He exclaimed.