Day 14 🎉

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Darryl's POV:

Today's the day.. the day they turn back. I have to admit, it was an interesting experience taking care of them. I'm gonna miss the kiddos when they leave. I hear a knock at my bedroom door, and I go to answer it. I see Dave standing there. "So, it's today that you've been talking about. What special about it?" He asks. "Well, the day they turned into kids, some strange voice told me that they would be kids for 14 days.. today is day 14" I tell him. "So they're turning back?" Dave asks, making sure he understood. I nod. "Damn, it seems like a few days ago I arrived here to help with the kids" Dave comments. "I know" I agree. After a bit, the kids wake up. We make the most of the last day that we could. After breakfast, Zak comes up to me.
"Darryl, we're we adults before this?" He asks. The question shocked me a little. "What do you mean?" I ask. "Me and the others have been having these.. memories, of us as adults" he responds. "I'll talk to you about this later" I say. He nods and joins the others. I look up to see George looking at me. He walks over to me and asks, "is he having memories?". I nod and say, "yeah, and he said the others are having them as well". "We just gotta make it threw the day" he says, reassuringly. I nod. We go and watch a movie. Clay seemed really anxious about something. But he doesn't say anything when I ask him about it.
I decided on that I shouldn't push it out of him. He was snuggled up to George, Zak was snuggled up to me, and the rest just sat ok their own. I grabbed their phones before coming out of my room this morning. They were all fully charged. As soon as it begun, it was over. They kids turn back into adults. Zak's face turns very red when he sees that he's snuggling with me. Clay takes this opportunity, and moves George on his lap. Blush overrules George's face. He looks back at Clay, who was smirking. I look back at Zak. He was covering his face with my hands, leaning against me. "I ship it" Dave says, looking at us. Nick snaps a few pictures of  me and Zak together, and Clay and George together.
There was a doorbell ring then a knocking at the front door. Zak moved off me before I got up to answer it. There stood a female, a little taller than Tubbo, blonde hair like Clay, wearing a red shirt, jeans, and boots. "Where's my brother" she asks sternly. "Wait- your Drista?" I ask. She nods."Come in" I say, and she does. I close the door behind her. "Clay, get you dick out of George and come over here" I yell to him, jokingly. Everyone in there laughed, except Clay and George. Drista laughed a little. Clay comes over a little later. "What is it...." he trails off when he sees his sister. "Hey.." he chuckles nervously. "Clay, why weren't you answering my and mom's texts and calls?" She asks, starring at him. "What calls and texts? I don't even know where my phone is!" Clay says in his own defense. Drista gives him a confused look.
"Oh, hold on" I say, taking his phone out of my pocket and hesitantly gives it to him. "Why did you hesitate?" Clay asks. "No reason.." I say, looking away. I look back, to see his expression go from confusion to pure pain. She looks at his phone and takes it away from him. "Hey, don't listen to them" she says. "Haters?" I ask, and she nods. "Look, how about we get your mind off it?" I suggest. Drista takes her boots off, and we go back to the living room. George immediately notices the look in Clay's eyes. He signals his love over and Clay sits next to him. George grabs Clay's hand and cuddles him. I could tell he wanted to comfort him. Zak looks over at Drista.
She sat in awkward silence. "Are you related to Clay? You look kinda like him" Dave asks. "Uh, yeah, I'm his sister" she responds, awkwardly. Suddenly, Clay, Spifey, Vince, and Zak turn back into kids. Along with George and Nick. Drista looks at the kids, both in shock and confusion. Me and Dave look at each other with the same expression.

"...Oh shit.."

The TV cuts to static, and us 3 adults look at the TV....


TBC in book 2

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