We all walk to kitchen, a bunch of extra chairs added to the table to fit everyone.
Phil brings out plates of pasta, spaghetti and meatballs. Wilbur cheers along with George, excited to eat.
I notice Phil gave me a smaller portion than everyone else. I thank him in my head. It'll make it look like I ate more than usual. I am starving.
I'll eat until I'm not hungry, I swear.
"So, Tommy, how're you liking everyone?" Wilbur asks.
"Dream's cool." I say, taking a bite of the Spaghetti.
"What about us!" George yells, enthusiastic. Tubbo, Phil, and Wilbur laugh.
"You don't- you couldn't handle my opinion of the rest of you." I say, trying to stomach the forkful of spaghetti while giving my head a little shake.
"Aw man." Bad says.
"What!? Try us!" SapNap yells, joking.
"Haha losers I'm better than you." Dream says.
"Well I like you guys." Tubbo says, his face covered in spaghetti sauce.
Everyone makes sounds of affection, while I grab a paper towel and wipe off Tubbos face.
I get it all off and hand the paper towel to Tubbo, putting it by his plate.
"Fanks." He says, mouth full.
"So, tomorrow's Monday, if you want to go back to school." Phil says.
Tubbo looks at me, his cheeks flushing. I grip his hand.
You can tell he's scared, just by the look on his face. I hate that. He shouldn't have to be scared of his bullies. I should be able to protect him.
"I mean, you can stay home an extra day to get situated." Phil says.
Tubbo sniffles a bit. "Yeah, that seems nice." I say, answering for him.
He releases a bit of tension and wipes his nose, trying to be discrete.
The table is quiet, not sure how to react. I can see it in their expression. They're debating whether to table it for later or to bring it up. Wilbur looks like he's going to do something, but Phil grabs his shoulder and shakes his head, whispering something.
"How's Niki?" Dream asks, breaking the silence.
"Niki's good." Wilbur says, with no enthusiasm.
"Are you two okay at school?" Techno asks, breaking the bullshit conversation.
"We can handle it." I say, taking a small bite of the pasta.
"If you need any help, we're here." Wilbur follows up.
"Yeah, and you've got cool uncle Dré." Dream pitches in.
"Thanks, but Tommy has it covered." Tubbo says, stuffing his face with pasta.
"We know. Just know you can call for backup. Me and Techno are willing to beat up some children." Wilbur says.
"My specialty." Techno says.
The table bursts into laughter, but I go deeper in thought. Why do they care?
Looking at this objectively, I've known these people for less than two days. I've known Dream, George, SapNap, and Bad for a few hours at the most. We've done nothing but make menial small talk, few connections. Sure, me and Techno had a moment of human bonding, but just one. I don't understand why they would care right off the bat. All of the other families didn't bat an eye when they learned of what happened at school.
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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...
