SBI + Tubbo Adoption AU

Part 21 💤Bye Friends, Hello Neighbors💤

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I slowly open my eyes, my vision focusing and unfocusing. I can sort of see Phil, smiling brightly above me.

"Hey, Tommy, wake up." He says, grinning.

I sit up, finding myself alone; well, alone as in without Tubbo. Phil was there.

"Schlatt, Quackity, and Sapnap are leaving." Phil says.

"S-sapnap's leaving?" I ask, rubbing my eyes.

"Well, he'll be back. He's visiting family. Schlatt and Quackity have to leave though." Phil says.

"Okay." I say. "Do I have to go out and say goodbye?"

Phil looks at me for a second. Did I fuck up? This early in the morning and I'm still just this screwup kid. I fucking hate myself. How's he gonna-

Then he starts laughing, an unmistakeable smile spreads over half of his face, and his eyes show joy.

After a moment, he calms himself. "Yes, you have to say goodbye."

I nod, a bit confused, but get out of bed. I should change my clothes once they're gone. I've been wearing this for days.

I follow Phil out to the living room. Everyone is crowded by the door, and Sapnap is holding Tubbo, having him sat on his arms.

"Hey Tommy!" Eret exclaims, waving me over. I stay a safe distance away from the crowd, Phil's still behind me. I can't stand crowds, so many people, even if you know them all, it's suffocating.

Luckily, not many people take notice. Phil is behind me, I can sense a bit of unsureness coming from him.

I scan the room. Wilbur is next to Techno, who's face is stone, unmoving and cold. Wilbur seems to be trying to offer some comfort.

Oh no. Did I make him mad last night? I didn't mean to, I couldn't comprehend- should I apologize?! Did I- God no, oh what did I do?!

"Hey, Tommy, why don't you say goodbye." Phil say, gesturing forward. I can feel everyone look at me as I look down, bouncing between my feet.

"B-bye." I whimper, before running back to the bedroom. I close the door, quiet. My back presses against the white, cold door. God, I'm a fuck up.

I can hear footsteps approach the door. Astoundingly enough, I had not taken the time to memorize everyone's footsteps, but I recognized them as Wilbur's.

"Tommy?" He asks.

"Y-yeah?" I respond, slowly moving away from the door.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asks, still through the door. He opens it a crack.

I stare at him for a good few seconds, before looking at the ceiling.

"I'm a fuck up." I say aloud.

Wilbur opens the door fully, allowing himself into the room. He wraps me in a big hug. I'm somewhat resistant, but remembering the events with Techno, I just stand there.

He notices the awkwardness of the hug, and lets go pretty fast. Good to know he's self aware.

"Tommy, you aren't a fuck up. Okay? Your life has been fucked up. That's different." He says.

I scoff. "I am a huge fuck up. I couldn't even say goodbye to someone right." I say.

"Tommy, I mean this as nicely as I can, you are being really fucking stupid right now. You are not a fuck up." He says, crouching down a bit to my height.