Oh Boo Hoo!

Operation: Convince Philza that ghosts are FUCKING REAL

Sapnap had left hours ago, leaving the twins and the three spirits to try to come up with some sort of game plan.

This left the twins sitting on their favorite chairs in the living room, both of them pointed towards the door like they were expecting a child who snuck out at night to come back through the door.

Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo entertained themselves with their new items. Wilbur and Techno had already helped to set up Tommy's assortment of plants at the front window. The porch would help to shade them from getting too much sunlight, but it'd also give them a great amount of direct light in the mornings and evenings.

He was currently quietly talking to them, occasionally humming a small tune and stroking at the leaves or poking the soil.

Tubbo was lying on his stomach on the floor, his new DS in front of him so he could press the buttons and not waste energy trying to hold it. Wilbur had to use a bit of tape to get it to stay in place on the occasions that Tubbo pressed a button a little too hard and accidentally shoved it away to slide across the wooden floor, which was obviously frustrating him.

Ranboo was perfectly content to read, their new kindle laying on the coffee table as they sat criss-cross in front of it, their head craned over to stare at the screen and scan over the page before swiping to the next one.

Wilbur and Techno talked amongst themselves, trying to come up with more ideas to convince Phil about the reality of ghosts. They turned on a show in the background, just to have something to watch whenever they needed a second to gather their thoughts.

Imagine their surprise when Phil came back home an hour before he normally would. There was a strange look on his face as well. A big dopey smile and unusually soft eyes as he was obviously completely lost in thought as he opened and shut the door, leaning against it with a happy sigh.

"Dad?" Wilbur asked, startling the man to snap out of his odd state, sending a sober but beaming smile towards his sons.

If he noticed the odd movements of the new plants at the window, or the two new devices clicking and swiping on their own, he didn't acknowledge it. "Boys! I took your advice to heart, and I actually got off earlier today! I worked my actual hours and just left."

Techno was almost certain that his eyebrows raised so high they came off his head like a cartoon character. "Shouldn't you be getting off at four then? It's almost 7pm and you go in at eight in the morning?"

Phil moved to sit on the couch, sighing happily and walking through Ranboo without knowing.

Techno winced for the kid, he already knew how much Ranboo hated going through or touching living people. Something about suddenly feeling blood flow and living body things when they hadn't felt them in years. It was extremely overwhelming for them, and Techno had a long chat with them about it, letting Ranboo rant about the odd feeling for as long as they wished.

Ranboo almost immediately flew away, shuddering as they moved to hide behind Techno's chair, their arms crossed over their chest uncomfortably.

Techno leaned forward to snatch the tablet off the coffee table and placed it on the smaller side table that sat between his and Wilbur's armchairs. Making sure that the display was faced so Ranboo could still access it from behind Techno's chair.

The kid attempted to pat Techno's arm in thanks, but it came off as a weird little wave since they were obviously trying not to actually touch him.

"I got off at four, but I wanted to take an hour for myself before coming home because I remembered you guys told me that I needed some self-care a while back." Phil sighed, an odd goofy smile stretching across his cheeks as he ran a hand through his hair and collapsed completely on the couch. "I got some coffee and I went to the park. That's where I saw... her."