TW: PTSD, mentioned abuse and negligence,
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A teenager with strawberry blond hair sat in a chair, it was cushioned, but he sat ramrod straight, and stiff, it was one of the habits he never did shake.
It's been a long while since he sat here, since he's been here, and looking back, he's come a long way. He never thought he'd ever get as far as he is now.
A brunette sits beside his brother, not by blood, but by arms. Someone he thought he needed to help. It was almost laughable how much more he helped the brunette.
A little boy with blond hair sat at their feet. Eager to please, and innocent to the outside eye. Looking up to his brothers, and following in their footsteps, the little boy was far from innocent. Instead of brutality in the home though, he was taken away. Forced to conform to things he disagreed with, or face punishment.
They all learned to conform to the dark corners of society. And their reward was a chance to finally break free.
Which is much harder to do than anything.
Learning to trust.
Learning to speak out.
Learning to break rules.
Now it was their turn to give someone else the same opportunity. A loving home, with patience needed to heal and learn.
A little boy slowly opened the door, bearing scars of mistreatment on his heart, and abuse. He perked up when he saw a certain strawberry blond, sitting in a chair.
He knew as well as any kid there, that this room took people away, and they hardly ever came back.
But if he was going away with one of his best friends, it wouldn't be that terrible, the four year old concluded.
'Hey Michael.' The strawberry blond signed with a soft smile. 'Are you ready to come home?'
'Isn't this Home?'
"We're going to a new home." He said aloud.
'Yes, I'm ready to go home.'
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In time, Wilbur and Tommy learned sign language too, or at least how to understand it, their signs were terrible.
Ranboo and Tubbo absolutely loved the little boy, and did become amazing at sign.
And of course, Micheal's favorite place was the tree house, even if he still had to convince someone to help him get up there.
The new youngest of the Watsons wasn't considered a Watson half the time, as he was far less chaotic than anyone else.
So Tommy was still the youngest, much to the blond's dismay.
Micheal loved Wilbur and Tommy, and new Mother and Father, and Ranboo and Tubbo, and Techno.
He loved his home, and the first Lesson Techno taught him.
Promises are best kept.
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And thats the end!
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Lessons
FanfictionTechno is a broken kid, but he doesn't hold himself like one. He doesn't trust people, he's learned that from lessons over the years, but when a family suddenly adopt him he might have new lessons to learn. adoption au
