Fundy was not having a good day. He woke up with cramps and a migraine. He felt terrible. His chest was to sore for his binder so he put on a sports bra and oversized hoodie. He curled up in a ball and a few minutes later a knock on the door disturbed him. "Come in" he muttered weakly the door opened and there stood Wilbur. Wilbur and Fundy are biological brothers there parents got killed by a robber when Wilbur and Fundy were at school. Ever since it was just them against the world until Philza took them in. "Hey will" Fundy said quietly. Wilbur immediately knew something was wrong. "What's wrong Fundy?" Wilbur asked sitting down on the bed as Fundy curled up in his lap (BROTHERLY) "am I a real boy?" Fundy asked and it shattered Wilbur's heart. "Of course you are!" He said with a gentle voice Fundy just curled up more and fell asleep.
(One week later)
Fundy was feeling better he still got bad days but he knew he had a family to help him through it.
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A family of Misfits
FanfictionIn Wich the dsmp is a foster family each kid with a different story. With Mumza and dadza running it all and uncle Sam with Aunt puffy (not Shipping) helping them with there mix mach bach of kids. ONESHOTS Trigger warnings for this book Abuse menti...
