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TOMMYINNT POV(I know quite a few Dream stans are against Tommyinnit right now but it'll pass[hopefully])

Tubbo keeps spouting off about Ranboo every chance he gets. Ranboo steps away to take a piss and Tubbo starts going on about something he said or did or something he looked at along the way.

Why is he so obsessed?

Oh and everyone else is obsessed with someone too.

Dream and George are practically attached with Dream always trying to hold his waist. Karl and Sapnap are too focused on each other and the boys. Sam and Colby keep sharing little kisses and laughing about stuff. And Wilbur is obsessed over finding the best route to take and always looking at his map.

It's silly, really.

"Tommy!" Milo skips over like he sometimes does when Max is busy or asleep in Karl or Sapnap's arms. Right now Max is taking a little nap and Sapnap is holding him. "Candy?"

"More?" Aren't kids supposed to not have too much sugar? "Erm- um- are you allowed more?"

"No, he isn't. You had five pieces this morning and that's all you can have in a day." Karl tells the boy and watches him closely the whole time he's talking to me, just like always.

"Want to play a game instead?" I always know what to say because I'm charismatic.

"I guess." Milo fumbles with his little fingers nervously, a habit he shares with Tubbo. "What game?"

I've got a deck of Uno in my pack but it'll be hard to play that while we're moving.

"We have to keep going." Gogy comes over to us and puts his hand out for Milo to hold which he does after a moment. "What if we play a game of would you rather?"

"Works for me." I shrug though it feels weird with my heavy backpack on my back. At least today isn't one of the days that I have to carry a duffle, those are the worst. I'm not as good at carrying the duffle as the other alpha guys. Sapnap is strong and so is Dream and Colby. Wilbur doesn't mind the duffle and neither does Ranboo but I mind it quite a lot.

"What's that?" Milo tilts his head, his cat tail wrapping around his arm. He's got a longer tail than most of us do, it's sort of odd.

"It's a game where you say, like, 'would you rather have a pet dog or a pet cat?' and then everyone answers and then next person asks a question formatted the same way."

"Okay. Tommy goes first."

Not sure what to say, uhhhhhh... "Would you rather eat a rat or a spider?"

Milo's faces scrunches up at that. "Spiders are scary, Tommy! I'd eat a rat, though."

"Same, I'd guess it tastes better." Gogy hums in agreement.

"My turn! Would you rather go fly with the stars or swim with the sharks?"

"What does flying with the stars mean?" Good question, Gogs, I've no clue what it means either.

"You go in those big sky cars and fly with the stars." Sky cars? Spaceships? Does he not know what that is?

"Fly with the stars, I think it'd be really peaceful." Of course he thinks that.

"Sharks. I'm a big man, I like danger and sh- stuff." I can't curse in front of the child.

"Would you rather be able to..." Gogs stops for a moment to think, "would you rather be a penguin or an ostrich?"

They're both flightless birds. "Ostrich." They're bigger and stronger and they look cool.