* my au (?) *
The soft sound of snow crunching under their feet was repetitive, and it was getting slightly annoying, especially with three kids chasing each other around and fighting.
"That my toy!!" Wilbur, the oldest child shouts.
"No, bitch! It's mine!" Tommy grins teasingly at Wilbur, clutching the toy with dear life.
"Language, Thomas."
"Sorry dad."
Wilbur snorted, taking the moment to steal his toy back.
". . . dad?"
A soft voice spoke as Phil felt a hand pulling gently on his robe.
"What up, Techno?"
There was a moment of silence.
"Are you ok?"
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"Y-yeah? I'm fine. Why?" His voice was hesitant.
"You- you don't seem right. Ever since mom.." He cut himself off for a moment. "Y'know. Died."
Philza almost wanted to laugh at the young boys basic and flat tone, but refrained himself. Well, the sadness in him did, anyways.
"It's grieving, Tech. Now stop being anti social and go play with your brothers!"
A gentle and playful smile appeared across his face as he patted Techno on the back, pushing him gentle but not forcefully towards the two boys. And so he went, his normal blank expression on his face, that seemed to stay even when the funniest of things happened. It was almost weird.
Phil found an empty spot underneath a giant oak tree, leaning back onto it before sitting down completely.
The rough bark pressed against the fabric of his gown. His gown? No. His wives gown. That's better.
The sound of children giggling and yelling and shouting and laughing and even falling and pushing was heard. A snowball or two got thrown at the father, to which he retaliated with throwing his own ones back.
This was good.
This was great.
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Right?
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Different DSMP au one shots...
Historia CortaI've got too many ideas, but no motivation to write a book for a few simple quotes. So here you go, heres a while ass thing for you. These one shots are from different AU's, some I made up, some already existing (I will try my best to credit origina...
