When I met him {Beeduo}

~Oh, honey?~

Tws/Cws: not sure? This is a cute chapter. Besides one part, pls don't cry.
(Not spell checked lol)

A week after the 'accident.'

My sleep was interrupted by someone poking me on the shoulder, I look up and yawn, rubbing my eyes. Maybe Ranboo? No he's never up this early-

I look down to see a pink little zombie piglin smiling up at me, "hi." I speak slowly, not to wake Boo. It snorts back as a response, tapping it's hooves on the hardwood floor, making small tapping sounds.

"Aw, c'mere." I put my arms out with my hands and gesture him to get up on the bed, he tried to jump but is a little too short, they snort in defeat and look at me with the one eye.

I smile and get up out of bed quietly, stepping on the nice cold floor with my feet I bend down to pick up the small critter and carry him in my arms downstairs. Avoiding the creaky stairs, normally the others would be sleeping, but I see Wilbur standing in the living room as I walk into it, he's holding a cigarette in his hand.

"Oh- I didn't think you'd be up this morning." I said, sitting down, patting the piglin's head and ruffling his fur.

"Yeah, me neither. Have you decided on a game for the little guy?" He asks me, looking up to the small piglin, who snorts and kicks his feet a little.

"Hm, me and Boo have been talking, I think we're going with the name Michael." I replied to the older's question.

"Michael huh, sounds... basic."

"Hey now! I think it fits him!" I retort in a kinda joking matter, pretend gasping and putting my hand on my chest.
"Oh by the way, didn't you quit?" I ask, wavering to the cigarette in his hand.

He looks down at it and brings it up a little, staying silent for a minute.

I remain silent as well, even of this is getting AWKWARD- he did he like- forget his part or do I have to wait this long? Shhhh- I'll cut this out, again... just do it. Reheheeha- Why are you laughing? What happened. Oh nothing.

I internally laugh and he finally speaks, "I-... I tried... it's more difficult than it looks. Nevermind that though." He says, trying to smile as he goes to the kitchen and throws it away.
Oh.

"Hm, well Chili and the others are sleeping, I figured I might go to Phil's, he hasn't let Michael yet."

He flinches slightly at the mention of Phil, remembering what had happened a while ago, no, no not the stabbing... I think. I MEAN- what kind of AU is this anymore? It's like... Origins SMP but in dsmp without personality? Idk anymore man, ANYWAYS

"I- yeah... sorry for it, but if anyone asks where I am, feel free to tell them? I suppose it couldn't hurt." I say, looking down at Michael in my arms, he looks up at me and makes a small sound of a snort and cuddles back into my arm.

"Oh- alrighty then." He walks past me and bumps me with his elbow softly, "don't die out there, I'ma go annoy Tommy." He smiles and heads upstairs, his boots clacking against the hardwood floor, though not being too loud.

I look back and go to do the door, opening it and walking outside closing the door softly, the smell of fresh air and early morning breeze flows through me, the sun wasn't even fully up in the sky yet, though the sky was turning a pink orange colour, slowly fading into purple then blue. It was quite nice outside in the mornings, and it wasn't very cold except, in the winter time.

I walk and walk, slowly but surely getting to Phil's house out in the snow.

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I keep Michael warm in my jacket as I knock on the door with a nice rhythm. He opens the door, still in his "pajamas" yet he still looked like an old man in a robe. Blond hair and blue eyes, black wings like midnight.

"Tubbo? What-" He seems confused, why wouldn't he be? I don't visit often, that might me it...

"Hi Phil! I wanted to show you someone."

"Show me someone?"

"Yup!" I put my arm out so he can see the smol child, I had to keep him warm of course, he isn't from here, and it's cold in the snow anyways. Phil gasp, "awh- he looks like- ..." he cuts himself off, not wanting to finish the sentence in remembrance to his best friend, "anyways, he looks adorable, but- why?"

"I- I do't really know? Heh."

"Hey, follow me real quick will ya?"
Phil says, walking past me. I shut the door and nod, following Phil who was much taller than me, still carrying Michael in my arms.

He takes me to a wall and pushes the button, unveiling a whole room. HE JUST HAS THIS?!
I continue following through the room full of chests where I go to a room with a Ender portal as a table.

Yet he takes me back through a hidden room, kinda creepy, not gonna lie- but it's fine, right?

I close my eyes as I see brightness through the dark.

A room.

A very, very pretty room.

All types of flowers, trees and even a water fountain. It's unbelievable, I gasp at the sight. Butterflys gather round on flowers and the fountain drips as the birds chips in the background.

Of course this is under a mountain, so how did he do this? To be honest I'm not sure just go with it.

He walks to a small spot and stops, I do as well and go to the side of him trying to see what had stopped him.

A stone stands in the middle.

A gravestone...

"I like to come here often, to think." Phil says quietly. "Yet I built this room for him, took a while, nice right?"

I nod, I don't really wish to say much, I stand, looking at the stone with a red Cape and diamond sword leaned on it, alone with a crown.

Phil brought his hand up to his ear, touching his emerald earring that had matched the one hanging off the crown.

"I still cannot believe he's gone, put Michael down, let him roam around  a bit, he'll like it. I know he will."

YEAH SO THIS CHAPTER DIDN'T MAKE SENSE, DO I CARE?

KINDA...

EHHHEHEHEH

Have a lovely day/night!

-Atlas.

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