Waglington: It All Started With A Cloak And Some Magic.

Chapter 69: The Parent Game

Tom and Phil were taken to the infirmary by Matt.
Pearl looked through her bag, she pulled out a whole lot of shit. This shit included twelve different pens, eleven jars of sauce, ten recipes, nine watermelons, eight bags of chips, seven blood samples, six water bottles, five dou-jin-shis, four fluffy socks, three cans of pop, two bags of tea and a box full of nonexistent fucks.
"I've heard of people getting a lot of merchandise but this is insane." Wag sighed.
"Oh well, we can get some shelves for you in the living room-"
"Wait just a motherfucking second, the living room?!" Pearl said, shocked.
"Yes," Wag tilted his head and batted his eyelashes.
"The living room."
"Why the living room?" Pearl asked, she was irritated.
"Because you can't walk up the stairs to the bedrooms," Waglington explained.
"Says who?" Pearl snapped.
"Magic."
"Fine!" She tried taking a step but her foot literally fell through the stairs like it was air.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Pearl tripped and hit her face.
"Told you." Wag took a sip of tea.
Phil slammed open the door, except, it wasn't regular Phil...
"WHAT UP BITCHES!" A smol Phil screamed.
Pearl and Wag stared at the smol Phil. Suddenly, a little Matt and a young Tom ran up to smol Phil, picked him up and threw him on the ground.
"THATS WHAT YOU GET!" said little Matt, he stuck his tongue out.
Young Tom pushed little Matt on top of smol Phil, he sat down on them and took out a book.
Pearl sighed, "Well, time to play parents. You're the mom." She pointed at Wag.
"Why the hell am I the mom?" Wag complained.
"Because you can cook."
"Wow, you're being sexist towards your own gender."
"Fine..." Pearl groaned, she picked up smol Phil by the foot.
"What do I do with it?" She shook smol Phil, he laughed.
"Again! Again!" Smol Phil giggled.
"That's cute." Pearl said, emotionless.
She shook the child again, Pearl felt a tug at the end of her skirt.
"Me too! Me too!" little Matt chanted.
Pearl smiled and picked up little Matt, she threw him in the air and caught him with one hand while shaking smol Phil upside down.
Young Tom just sat there, he looked up at Wag and then down at his book.
"If you think I'm going to take part in that dangerous game with those three impulsive assholes, then you are dead wrong. I'm too elegant and fragile for them, one wrong move will lead in blood and pain. I checked my stats, I'm not taking part in that bullshit." He sounded really smart and sophisticated, smarter and more sophisticated than a regular 9 year old.
Waglington stared at the child, Tom had such adorable, curly hair as a kid.
Wag decided to tug at one of Young Tom's locks, and that was the last time we saw him.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" Tom grabbed Wag's arm and slammed him on to the ground, he screeched like a demon.
"NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT YOU'D BE AS GOOD AS A DEAD BODY!!" He screamed, a fiery aura surrounding him.
Younger Tom then pouted and walked upstairs, the sound of a door slamming was heard from upstairs.

Holy shit I haven't updated in weeks I'm so sorry guys. Just got sucked into Tumblr and all that shit, I don't even know what day it is. Omg what year is it???
-Cake