CHAOS

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Trigger Warnings:
~Swearing
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The day had finally arrived - Christmas Day. After ages of waiting tirelessly, the festivities had begun.

As you'd expect, Tommy was up earlier than anyone. As soon as he became conscious of his surroundings, and most importantly, the day, he dashed out of bed and into the hallway. His first stop was Wilbur's room.
"Oh Wilbaaaaaa!!!" He sang, barging loudly through the door. Said brunette turned over in his bed and groaned, scowling at the teen in front of him.
"What do you want?" He growled through his grogginess.
"It's Christmas ya dickhead!" Tommy grinned. Instantly, Wilbur's eyes lit up, and he raced out of bed and into Techno's room quicker than Tommy.

Getting the pinkette up was actually harder than either had anticipated.
"I literally only got to sleep twenty minutes ago, let me have this." He'd said, tiredness sitting heavy on his words.
Soon enough, the trio were awake. Now all they had to do was wake Phil.
"DADZAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" Wilbur and Tommy yelled, physically jumping onto his bed, Techno stood back but snickering.
"FUCK OFF." Phil shouted back, his voice gravelly from sleep. Suddenly the man jolted upright. Both Wilbur and Tommy yelped.
"Jesus man! Don't fucking scare us like that!"
"Hah." Techno laughed mockingly.
"It's Christmas, right?" Phil spoke quietly, ignoring his chaotic children.
"Uh, yeah?"
Suddenly, he bolted out the room, going faster than any of the previous three had been. The trio soon ran after their crazed father, Tommy tripping and nearly flying down the stairs as he did so.
"FUCK!" He yelled, clutching onto his leg in pain as the others calmly sat on the sofas, grabbing the pile of presents from under the tree.
"Right," Phil began. "Let's open Techno's first. He needs to go back to bed."
The room chuckled, including Techno himself.

After tearing open the wrapping paper of the first present, Techno found himself holding an Unofficial Minecraft Handbook for PVP-ers, which once again earned a chuckle from the group.
"Thanks Wilbur." Techno said amusedly.

Onto the second present.
"From... Phil." The pinkette read aloud. The wrapping paper was incredibly loud as he tore into the present.
"Yoooooooo!" He grinned. It was a plush of him - well, his Minecraft character - in a plane! It was the softest material he'd ever felt.
"It's custom made." Phil grinned proudly.
"Thanks Phil."
"No problem mate!" Phil replied, side hugging the other.

"Oh god, that means it's Tommy's present..." the pinkette sighed wearily.
"Oi! I spent lots of money on this one, prick!"
"Sure you did," Techno smirked.
But, to his surprise, Tommy actually did.
"Wait... is this... A POLAR BEAR?!"
"Mhm! You are now the proud parent of a Polar Bear somewhere in the world. You're welcome, I am a genius."
All Techno could do was stare at the little plush that came with a prettily decorated certificate of adoption, it's beady eyes glinting in the light of the Christmas tree.
"Steve."
"Huh?"
"I'm calling him Steve." The derpy grin on Techno's face was surprising, to say the least. "Thanks Tommy."
"Of course, I give the best presents."

"Right it's my turn dickheads, make room." Wilbur barged right into Techno, who stared daggers into his brother.
"Get off!" He scolded, standing quickly and walking over to sit next to Phil.
"Right, this is... Tommy's."
This time, the teen didn't utter a word as the brunette unwrapped the gift. His eyes lit up; Tommy had got him a bracelet with one of the song lyrics from the album he showed him.
"Aww Tommy, thank you!"

Next up was Phil's present; a guitar keyring which matched Wilbur's rusty old guitar perfectly. The brunette had thought 'Bastard' was a pretty suitable name for it, and on the back, that very name was engraved in cursive letters.
"Yooo!!!" He ran and hugged Phil. "Thanks Dadza!"
Phil giggled at the name, and pointed at the last present for him from Techno.
"Alright, last one!" He grinned, slowly emerging from under the tree, savouring the present opening moment to treasure until next year.