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Schools FINALLY out for the year, Toby thought incredibly excitedly. Though he was sitting in the car with his two parents waiting for his three older siblings to come out of the school, Puffy had graduated this year! But with that our dads had decided we need a new beginning, which is scary but it’ll be okay ‘cuz this’ll be my first year of high school so its not like im starting halfway through! My brothers, Schlatt and Dream on the other hand, not that excited. Puffys moving with us though! She’s still gonna live with us for a year or so to get on her feet.

“Toobbbs, Tobbyyyyy, Tubbooooo?” I looked beside me and saw my three siblings, having got in and apparently we stopped for ice cream without me evening noticing we left the high school. “Oh- Sorry getting out right now!” My papa Cam laughed at me as I got out. “Toby got your focus Masy I keep tellin’ you.” I groaned, “Shut up papa! It’s not MY fault you’re just boring.” With that dad mason wrapped his arms around me, “okay grumpy-pants, lets ignore the old man. Beat you guys inside!” And off we were, dad taking my hand and dragging me behind him as we run in ahead of the others, giggling a bit as we run.

Cam, shaking his head affectionately at his husband and youngest. “DREAM get out of the car! Me and Puffy can’t climb out if you’re sitting there.” Schlatt broke Cameron out of his fond little world he was in, wincing. “Schlatt there’s no need to yell. But come on Dream.” The taller man said to his other three children, watching them stumble- well watching his two boys stumble out. His oldest daughter Puffy, bless her soul, got out of the van like a normal person. The two boys raced in, Schlatt shoving his older brother into a bush and yelling about winning; seeing Dream yell a few foul words as he got up and went after Schlatt. “Papa c’mon we gotta make sure they don’t make a mess.” Puffy said to the older man.
So with that, they all winded up inside the ice cream shop they’ve been going to for years. The Mccreamy’s shop! They had a daughter but no ones heard from her for a little while. But the family comes here every special event and most importantly every year on the last day of school to celebrate their kids. They adopted all their kids, their first was Puffy years ago when she was 8 adopting her when she was 10. But when she was 9 they got another placement, Dream or, well his name was Clay but he wanted to change it. They adopted this boy when he was 10 also! And then they got Schlatt when he was 12 and adopted at 13, good lord was he a ball of fury and energy. But then came their youngest, taking him in when he was 11, adopting him at 12. He’s been legally adopted for about a year now!

There house, lively as it is, isn’t in the best city ever. Liveingson is kinda not a place you wanna raise a kid, nevermind four of them. So with that in mind, the family decided to begin looking for a place to move to, maybe a better place for families. It had to have a big enough house for them to live comfortably, Cam had to be able to find a job thats good enough, and Mason honestly wasn’t that picky being more or less a stay at home mom. But they found the perfect place, a nice little cludesac that has bigger houses, it was near a high school and other important things all in walking distance, and even better yet it was only a 10 minute drive to Cam’s new job!

They’ve already sent all their belongings via moving truck to their house, everything being unloaded into the house by the workers (bless them) so all they had to do was, well pack up a few things into their mini van and drive! It was a 6 hour drive and Mason didn’t have his license so Cam would be doing all the driving. He loved his family, wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world! But driving with them all awake would be stressful; so with it being a six hour drive Cam decided he wanted to leave late at night so everyone slept while he drove them to their new home. Cam slept today away so he could do this.

“So, who’s excited about the road trip tonight?” Mason asked with a grin, hearing the two youngest groan about it. But his two oldest being pretty excited seemingly. “Dad it’s a whole 6 hours! In a car! With EVERYONE!” Toby whined. “Pfft Tobs, kiddo you’ll probably be asleep the whole time! And papa here hired some people to set up the basics for us so we’ll be all set.” Mason said wrapping an arm around the young brunette. “No dad, Toby has a point! It’ll be like.. Cramped and sleeping will be hard in a mini van!” Schlatt said, grumbling. “Stop being whiny babies you’ll both be the first to sleep!” Said the 17 year old blonde boy, “hey now, no name calling Dre.” Cam reprimanded, “but he is right.” “HEY!”

Hours later they were leaving their home in Liveingson off to their new beginning, Essempii. His two youngest, Schlatt and Toby were cuddled together asleep while Toby also held his bee stuffed animal. Mason was asleep in the front seat, Puffy was also asleep. “Papa I was right.” Dream said, just above a whisper. I let out a soft chuckle, “So you were, how about you get some rest Dre? Tomorrows gonna be a big day.” And before I could even glance back at him again he was out cold asleep.

It was about 6am by the time they got to their new home. And Cam being the amazing father and husband he is, got out letting them rest a bit more and started unloading all of the things they have in the van. As he did that though, there was a man across the road who was blonde and a little tired looking. But he came across the road, and introduced himself to the new guy.

“Hi mate! I’m Phil, who are you?”

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“Hi mate! I’m Phil, who are you?”

Cam looked back at the older man behind him, giving a tired smile as he fully turned around.
“Oh, uh, hey there! I’m Cam, excuse me if i’m a mess I just drove six hours and-” And soon enough they fell into easy conversation.
But just a few houses down, another family was settling in.

“MMMOOOMMMMMMM! MATT STOLE MY HELMET!” Yelled the 16 year old Eric ‘swagger’ Tele.

Their mother sighed and stared at the ceiling for a bit, working the courage to get out of bed to face whatever hell is happening with her kids.
Sitting up and putting on her pink robe over her shorts and t-shirt. Walking out, seeing her three kids, well you see ones not really her son.
Jay’s dating Matt, he’s a nice boy! He was thrown out for being trans by his bio family back in Liveingson, so he moved in with his boyfriend.
He’s working on being completely emancipated at the moment.
But back to the situation at hand, she sighed and looked between her son and her daughter. Her daughter, Matt, was standing on the counter holding Eric’s helmet up so he couldn’t reach it.
Sighing dramatically, “Matt, give your brother back his helmet. And shoo out of my kitchen i’m gonna make breakfast.” Eric grinned as he got his helmet back, putting it on. Soon the three 16 year olds walked out of the room, or stumbled more or less.

Shaking her head fondly at them, she walked to the fridge and made a contemplative hum sound.
Deciding on making scrambled eggs with bacon, turning on the radio to listen to the news for today. She began cooking.

“Dude! I heard some others moved from Liveingson too.” Matt said to Swagger, Jay was asleep leaning on her. “Yea so did I, I wonder if it’s anyone we knew?” Matt made a hum sound, “I kinda hope not, for the reason of me and Jay. It might be a little weird.”
The topic ended up drifting from that, going between things. Summer plans, friends, family, old and new.
Soon enough Jay began to stir, but didn’t wake. Soon the group fell into a calm.

But just a few doors down a few hours earlier, Cam and Phil were talking. “Well Phil, i’m Cam.” Said the tired ginger, half smiling.
"It’s nice to meet you cam, new around here mate?” Nodding, “yea we drove in last night, we’re from Liveingson. Quite the drive with 6 people in the car and 4 of them being under the age of 20.” Phil nodded, smiling in understanding holding a coffee cup close to himself. “I understand, got three myself.” “Oh? Tha-”

“PAPA!”

Tubbo yelled running out of the house to his taller father, “I need-” Cam letting out a tired but affectionate sigh, “Is your dad around, i’m talking to one of our neighbors, Toby.”
Tubbo, looking over at the blonde man, why is he wearing a bucket hat? Nonetheless “No, dads asleep still and you’re not asleep!” The ram hybrid said, matter of factly. “Hmm well, why don’t you wake him? I’m sure he won’t mind.”
With that the kid ran inside the house.

“I’m really sorry about that.” Cam said, more or less tiredly now that the child left.
“It’s alright mate, I have one that’s about his age. I understand.” Phil said with a smile, “maybe they’ll get along?”
Cam chuckled at that, “Oh probably, Toby’s a friendly kid, they’re good at making friends.”

Suddenly there was banging coming from the Fitz-Zuckles house, “Oh, well I guess I should see what they’re up to. It was nice meeting you Phil! We should get coffee sometime.” Phil nodded at that, “I’d love to, talk again soon mate.”

And they went their separate ways, what a way to start the day.

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Sam Dude, ex-prison guard turned therapist, happily married to his lovely husband Ponk. Sat, enjoying the peace of an early summer morning, knowing the peace won’t last l- “AAAH PISSER GET BACK HERE.” There it was, Sam thought with a fond smile on his face taking a sip of his coffee as his two eldest children, Dylan or well Boomer as everyone has kindly dubbed him, and Hannah ran downstairs.
“DAD HELP!” Hannah yelled hiding behind her father as Boomer tried to grab at her. “Woah woah, you’re both 17 years old on the first day of summer, shouldn’t you guys be like, sleeping in? It’s only 7:30 in the morning.” Sam said with a tired smile. “I WAS trying to sleep dad, truly I was, but this PISS PANT woke me up by smacking me with a plastic sword!” Boomer said, crossing his arms. “But dad! He was snoring! It was so loud it woke me up!” “But!-”
Sam raised his arms and got up silently, picking up his coffee and going to the front door to sit outside, “well, really, every man for themself!” He said with a smile as he shut the door sitting in the swinging chair, hearing a yell of what sounded like a mix of “Boomer!” “Piss pant!” and then more arguing.

He shook his head fondly as he heard them run upstairs to tattle to Ponk, he looked at the house next to his, seeing his next-door neighbor across the street talking to a very tall stranger, he observed this man for a while seeing a younger boy, maybe 12 years old run outside trying to get his, dad?
For something but the boy ran inside after a few minutes. Then a few minutes later the tall man seemed to have excused himself, walking back into his house and Phil walked back to his yard, but before he went inside he spotted Sam, walking over. “Hey, Phil,” Sam says to the blonde-haired man, sipping on his coffee. “Hey mate, we got a new neighbor.” He said sitting down with the other man. “Mm? Yeah, I saw it. What was that man you were talking to’s name?” He asked leaning back on the seat. “Cam Fitz-Zuckles, seems nice enough I’d say, got a family and all that, a kid around Tommy’s age, dunno about the rest,” Phil said with a hum, shrugging a little. “I see, well we’ll probably see them around.”

“So what’s got you outside so early?” Phil asked with a knowing smile and a playful nudge. Letting out a dramatic sigh,
“Hannah and Boomer woke up and chose to be loud and fighty.” Phil, at that, let out a laugh. “You know? I really thought they’d grow out of that.” Chuckling along, Sam nodded; “Yeah, I thought the same thing, man. But they’re both 17 and not stopping anytime soon.”
After that, they both fell into a peaceful silence until Phil’s phone dinged and he sighed, “I gotta go, the boys are up and ready to cause chaos.” He said groaning as he got up, “Okay old man, have fun.” “Ay, I’m younger than ever.” He said as he walked back to his house.

Chuckling softly, Sam leans back and closes his eyes. Then as he relaxed, listening to the birds chirp but that peace not lasting as he heard a yell of,
“DAD!” And, well I guess that peace is over. Getting up, walking inside. “DAD we’re hungry.” Quackity, his youngest son at 15 years old said grinning.
“Mm, well what’re you both hungry for then?” Sam asked, leaning on the counter. “Pancakes?” George his 16 year old son asked, rocking on his heals a bit. “Okay! Pancakes it is.”

“DAAAAD!”

Today gonna be a long day.

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Hi friends, i'm marking this as completed and archiving it.

I am not that deep into members of the dsmp (more into qsmp lol) anymore

But also i'm uncomfortable with how the dream team have been acting as of late. I may rewrite one day without those individuals, but as of now i'm ending it.

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