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3rd person POV
(I had 'Dirt On My Boots' by Jon Pardi on repeat while writing this so I suggest that today)
George wakes up to the sounds of the roosters crowing. He groaned as he buries his head into the pillow, trying to block out natures alarm. if there's anything he wont get used to, it's that.
"OH GOGYY!"
A high pitched voice rang out, startling the brunette more than the roosters did.
he wont get used to that at all either.
A new person barged into his room, Tommy, his youngest cousin. Nash's little brother.
"come on man! stop wanking off and come down for breakfast!"
The blonde said nonchalantly, George choked on his spit.
"Tommy don't say things like that!"
He screamed at the younger, he met Tommy yesterday and he couldn't even fathom where the younger blonde gets all his energy from, it was a bit concerning if you asked George. But just like Nashton, Tommy too was also ways taller than George, another thing that concerned him.
"I'd never know what you actually do in here gogy..one big mystery."
Tommy quipped, pulling George out of his short trance, turning back towards the blonde, he could see Tommy wiggling his eyebrows in a taunting manner, George scoffed.
"but nevermind that, come on! get dressed and come down. we got a lot of shit to do today!"
Was the last thing Tommy said before running down the stairs, loud booming sounds echo throughout the house as he did.
George groaned again but complied as he rolled out of bed and got dressed, he wanted to at least try to look like he lived here, so he decided on a blue flannel and dark blue denim jeans. he stared at himself in the mirror, its definitely been a while since he threw this on, back then it was way to big for him. But now? perfect fit.
George ran his hand through his hair, giving it the 'messy but hot' look. he chuckled to himself as he walked down stairs and into the kitchen where, his uncle was next to the stove, his two cousins and a third boy? sitting round the table, the mystery person wore a light yellow shirt with baby blue jeans.
"Gogy! finally about time."
Tommy started, Nash sending him a 'shut up' glare as George sat down next to his 'twin' with a smile plastered on his face.
"nonsense Tommy, George came down at a perfect time, pancakes just got finished. good morning George. did you sleep well?"
The oldest of the house turned around holding a pan of stacked up American pancakes. George's uncle, Phil. Tommy mimicking his fathers wording, the mystery boy letting out a little laugh at his friends antics.
"It was good thanks Phil."
George replied, ignoring Tommy as he also mimicked what George said.
All the boys sat watching quietly as Phil set down the hot pan, instantly Tommy reached and grabbed one, tossing it up and blowing at it for being to hot for his hands to handle.
the mystery boy laughing yet again at Tommy for well, being Tommy.
George leaned over towards Nash and mumbled.
"so who's that?"
he asked. Nash groaned.
"Tommy! I thought you said you already introduced Toby, it's rude not to."
Nash deadpanned.
Tommy looks up between the three boys, face stuffed with pancake and syrup, he starts talking with his mouth full.
"Tubbo George, George Tubbo."
he said, going back to focusing on chewing.
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Howdy Cowboy. ★ DNF FIC
FanficGeorge Davidson, city boy from London UK goes back to his roots to live with his uncle and two cousins in good old little town of Laredo Texas. he's dreading leaving his city life to live in the country, but will his perspectives change once he atte...
