I wake up, somewhat refreshed but still groggy. Tubbo is still in bed, clinging onto me. I turn a bit, and he jumps up.
"You're awake!" He exclaims.
"Yeah. Sorry, I normally don't sleep this long." I say. I was supposed to stay alert.
"No, I'm glad you got rest. It's almost 11:00, though." He says. I hastily sit up.
"You didn't have to wait for me. C'mon, I'm sure you're hungry." I say, getting out of bed. He nods.
Slowly, I open the door, checking the hallway. We creep through the hall, me with my newfound knowledge of the house's layout, thanks to Techno.
We walk into a living room area, where the boys are hanging out, watching television.
"Hey, boys." Wilbur says, waving.
I hear someone say 'fuck' on the television, and Phil quickly pauses the program.
"How'd you sleep?" Techno asks, gesturing for us to join him.
"I slept alright." Tubbo says, walking to the couch to sit next to Techno. I join him.
"I slept well." I say, glancing at Techno. He smiles.
"That's good." Phil says. "The family friends I told you about will be over soon, if you want to change or take a shower."
"Okay." I say, getting up. "Tubbo, c'mon, let's go change."
We go to our room and change, not into particularly nice clothes, but we make ourselves presentable.
I brush Tubbo's hair, and then my own, and then we go back out and rejoin the group. Phil brings us a couple bowls of cereal and puts on some show that I don't pay attention to.
After a bit, I've finished about 1/4 of the bowl before I can't stomach anymore. Right then, as I set the bowl down, I hear the ringing of a doorbell.
Phil and Wilbur get up, jogging to the door. I look at Techno, confused on what to do, but he's just checking his phone.
Phil and Wilbur come back with four dudes trailing behind them.
The first guy is pale, with thin brown hair and a blue shirt. The second guy is bald. The third guy is wearing a bright green hoodie and has dirty blonde hair. And the fourth guy has brown hair and an unshaven stubble.
"Hey, this is Dream, George, SapNap, and Bad." Phil says, gesturing towards the group. "This is Tubbo and Tommy."
"Hey, kids." The pale guy says. "I'm George."
He's awkward.
The guy with the brown hair jumps onto the couch next to us, making us bounce up a little bit. Tubbo giggles.
"What're we watching?" He asks, nonchalant.
"Uh... I don't know?" Tubbo says, smiling. Neither do I.
"SapNap be careful, you muffin head." The bald guy says. He waves at Techno before coming over to us. "Hi, I'm Bad." He says, extending his hand. I hesitantly shake it.
The last guy, supposedly Dream, hangs at the back of the room, chatting with Wilbur and Phil.
"Why do you two have such weird fucking names?" I ask. Is it the same reason as Techno?
"Language!" Bad yells. I raise my eyebrow.
"Language? Are you censoring me?" I ask.
"Yeah, you shouldn't be using those words." He says. This guy is weird.
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SBI + Tubbo Adoption AU
FanfictionAfter Tommy and Tubbo's parents death, they were thrown around in the foster system for awhile. Tommy swore to protect Tubbo at all costs. One day, a particularly kind and odd foster family with a man named Phil, and two boys named Techno and Wilbur...
