SBI + Tubbo Adoption AU

Part 9💤Runaways💤

We waited until late night, discretely packing up a few of our more important things in Tubbo's suitcase, leaving room for food.

Once the house is dead quiet, we leave our room with the suitcase, going to the kitchen. We collect some food, clearing the pantry of non-perishables.

Once we finish, we get some water and sodas, before listening at the door of the kitchen.

We hear various sets of snoring coming from the living room and the guest room, but that's not what I'm worried about.

I'm worried about Techno.

I've learned that Techno doesn't sleep, until very late. I wonder what would happen if he slept the night and woke up the next morning.

But he stays silent at night, unless something god awful happens.

I creep upstairs to check, and find his door closed. I take that as a sigh that we would be safe if we quietly opened the back door and climbed over the fence.

So we do.

We make it outside, surprised by the chilly air. Tubbo's teeth start chattering, so I give him my jacket.

We hop the backyard fence, but it's too dark to see much. We see a trail by the house, and decide to see where it leads us, since we can roll the suitcase on the smooth road.

We pass a couple of creepy-ish people, but that's probably just the night.

"What are you two kids doing out at dark?" Some guy with some sort of American accent asks. It's hard to see him in the dark, but he's wearing a sweater, a yankee ball cap, and has chops on his chin.

"Nothing." I mumble, getting in front of Tubbo so he can run in case this guy is a pedophile or some shit.

"You look awfully familiar... Wait... You're Harry's kids!" He exclaims.

My eyes widen.

"I was just on my way to meet you! I'm Schlatt, Jschlatt." He says, extending his hand.

"Uh..." I stutter, unsure of what to say.

"Is Techno here? Why are you out alone?" He asks.

"Tubbo, run." I say, and we take off. I stash the suitcase by some trees and bolt off, close to Tubbo.

"Oh you shits!" He yells, running after us.

"Tubbo, climb a tree. I'll distract him." I say, quietly so he won't hear.

We go into a dark patch of land, and I circle out, alone, stopping so Schlatt can catch up. "I look like a fucking pedophile!" He yells from a distance.

He grabs my shirt, once he arrives, out of breathe. "Was it -huh- Quackity -huh- who drove you -huh- out?" He asks.

"I..." I start, but hear Tubbo cry out in pain. "Tubbo!"

I break from Schlatt's grasp, running to were I heard Tubbo's shriek.

I find him on the ground, clutching his leg.

"Tommy- I-I fell!" He exclaims.

"You okay?" Schlatt yells, panting.

I look at Tubbo's leg. It's severely scraped up, the skin *DESCRIPTION OF GORE* gone, pink and bloody. Blood is popping out different spots on his leg, like sunspots.

"Tubbo I'm so sorry." I whisper. I take off my shirt and wrap it around his leg. He lets out a scream in pain.

"T-T-Tommy, please get help." He stutters, crying. I nod, picking him up. My arms are weak, but I let my determination power me.