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There were a lot of kids and families. It makes Tommy excited to go play with Tubbo. “Look! It's the spinning thing!” Tubbo excitedly pulled his scarf off. Tommy looked over to a bunch of kids riding on some sort of spinning playground thing. Wilbur takes tommys scarf and hat off, laying it over his coat. “Tommy.” Wilbur pulls his child’s attention back to him. “This is the mall’s indoor playground. You have to stay in the fenced area. Understand?”
Tommy nods, “okay daddy.”
”Schlatt and I will be right here, if you need to find us, follow the wall.”
Tommy nods again.
”and do not go off with any strangers. No matter what they say. I don't care if they are holding candy or a puppy. You don’t go with strangers.”
Schlatt leans in, “so if a nice lady offers you candy and says, ‘your daddy asked me to get you’ you say..” the ram prompts for an answer. Tommy blinks a bit confused. Tubbo smiles, “you scream. Really loud and run away.” Tubbo says, “i protect you from stranger danger. Real mommies and daddies don’t try and take kids away from play areas.”
”oh.” Tommy spoke and holds tubbos hand. “Why do they take babies away from play?” Tommy asked his friend. Tubbo shrugs, “because they are mean. And they gonna hurt us if they take us away. Only police officers can take kids out of the play area.” Tubbo holds up his wrist to show his colorful yellow band. “If we get lost this is how the working adults find our dads. If you’re lost you go to one of the playground monitors.” Tubbo points to the young looking adults watching the kids run around and play, some are even interacting with the kids. “All of them wear the same thing. Pink shirts and black letters, black pants, they’ll take you back to your daddy. If they don’t wear that then run away, and if they grab you then scream.” Tubbo says.
Schlatt nods approvingly.
Tommy nods. “If not a worker, daddy or Schlatt, run away.” He repeated back and then hugged his dad. “I stay in the fence, daddy.” Wilbur sighs, planting a kiss to his son's head as he sits on the three foot wall that the parents perch and watch their children. “Okay. Go play. The workers will tell you when it’s time to leave.” Wilbur said. Tubbo takes Tommy’s hand and runs off giggling with Tommy. The two race over to the tunnels and climb through. “Come on Tommy.” Tubbo calls as they crawl around in the tunnels to get to the slides.
Tommy and Tubbo found others playing a game. The two joined in with building a fort and being their own super beings. Tommy was obviously a villain. The kids would chase him around and catch him. They would place him in a “jail” where he'd break out and “rob” a bank or something. Oh how dramatic it was. Several parents watched the little performance entertained with the kids play. Eventually another “bad guy” joined their game and Tommy was still in jail. As the others ran around to catch him Tommy started to get more blocks and build up the walls. He wonders if mommy feels like this in jail.
“Hi kiddo.” The voice startles Tommy out of his daze. He looks behind him to a man in a hoodie and black coat. He was a shiny bald. “Hey. Are you Tommy?” He asked, slipping over the fence. Tommy nods and stood up stepping back. The man kneels down. “Oh good. Do you know who I am?” The man asked. Tommy shuffles away as he kneels down.
“I’m a doctor. I actually am a friend of your mommy.” He says. “I’m doctor Jordyn. I met you when you were a baby in her tummy. You’ve grown so big.” He has a glint in his eyes.
“Excuse me!” Someone steps in between them. Pink shirt! It was a staff member. “Parents must stay outside the fence.” The worker said.
“Oh well my son just needed some help. We’re leaving.” He held out his hand. Tommy steps away, his ears down. The worker glances around and then smiles at the bad man. “Oh you’re his dad. Go on honey, time to go home.” Tommy shakes his head and tries to run away only to be picked up. He shrieked out one of his cries while trying to pull away. The worker passes him off to the man. He covers Tommy’s mouth as he kicks and struggles.
“Sorry about him thanks”
Tommy doesn’t want to leave daddy. Daddy is so nice. He has to stay and go home. Then he hears buzzing. A lot of buzzing. Followed by humming. Bees started flying around them and the man tried swatting and ducking the buzzy bees.
The bees disappear suddenly as the bad man tries swatting them away and nearly dropping Tommy. “Son of a-“
He turns away and bumps right into- “DADDY!” Tommy shouts hopefully now that his daddy was here to rescue him, Tommy reaches for him and wiggles for his father. Tommy doesn’t stop even when he notices that his Daddy looked pissed. Even more pissed than mommy. His ears were back and he had tusk teeth like uncle. Daddy’s eyes seemed to be glowing and he really looked like he was gonna hurt the man holding him. Tommy keeps his arms out for his daddy to pick him up out of the bad man’s arms. The man tries to back away, taking Tommy with him, but daddy follows after his tall body keeping over them. “Heheh. Uh. Soot. This isn’t-“
THWACK!
Tommy was being dropped onto the padded ground. The kid lands on his own padded butt then watches as daddy punches the man again before chasing after the human snarling and fluttering to keep the idiot in the fence while sining a song. The man was now desperately is trying to escape from the feral fox siren hybrid who is now singing. The kids somewhat froze and screamed before running to find their parents in a massive panic. The adults jump to scoop up their children and shield them from any harm. “Tommy!” Tubbo runs over and tackles him into a giant hug. “Are you okay?” Tubbo asked. Tommy watches as Schlatt joins the chase and manages to head butt the man backward, knocking the wind out of his lungs and giving him a bloody nose. Security raced in to get the man. Tommy gets scooped up into an arm. The child giggles and squirms as Wilbur frets over him and checks his body for any marks. The father snorts and sniffs over his son trying to find any sort of skin breakage but so far he is only finding bruises… which is good. It should be good. His son isn’t majorly hurt, the toddler is in one piece….
Wilbur holds his child tightly to his chest and takes a few deep breaths with his eyes closed. Tommy keeps himself curled and listens to the rapid thumping of wilburs heart trying to calm itself from the panic. Tommy hums a bit while holding onto his daddy tommy spots the cameras on the phones and listens to the whispers.
“What idiot would try taking Wilbur Soot’s child?”
“Did you see how he reacted though.”
“Didn’t think he would be so feral.”
“Can you blame him. After what T went through, any right mind parent would protect their kid.”
“Even mr.Schlatt reacted in the same manner. Who was that guy?”
“That’s my child! I have legal documents!” the bad man shouted trying to pull free and dig the papers out of his pocket. He shows the police who snatches it. The officers rolled their eyes, “save it for the judge and lawyer.” the police said and haulled the man away. Wilbur nuzzles and snuggles his child attempting to comfort the boy who didn’t need it. “Mr. Soot.” and officer makes his way over to the two. Wilbur really didn’t want to talk to the police again. Song and dance one last time.
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Daddy had a big interview. Tommy gets to come with him to the interview. He gets to wear his favorite yellow sweater, but daddy said he could only bring one toy. Tommy whimpered and now he can bring two. Uncle techno found a way around it by clipping his Mr.fox key chain onto Henry’s strap, and he can take clementine as well. Uncle decided to come with me. Daddy kept complaining about people filming on phones rather than helping when that bad man grabbed his baby. The worker got fired.
And so the small family makes their way to a building where they come out and get escorted in. Tommy clings onto Wilbur as they bring him inside. He’s a bit tired. There’s lots of people. “Okay. Let’s do a run through!” Tommy perks up hearing his nana.
“Nana!” Tommy shouts excitedly and points. “I hear nana!”
“Me too. But we can’t see nana just yet. We have to go talk to a very nice person and put your ribbon on.” Wilbur said as they followed security to the hallways. Staff came up already clipping stuff onto Wilbur’s shirt. Tommy hides away in Wilbur’s neck. Techno was the one to brush his hair and tie a little bit back in a bun with a ribbon before covering his eyes in the special ribbon that he can see through.
“Hello!” A man walked out onto a stage with people clapping. “Today on our show we have special guests for the first portion of our show!” Wilbur hands Tommy over to techno.
“Stay with uncle for a little bit.” Wilbur says.
“Lovejoy!” The host shouts. Wilbur’s band mates come out from the other side of the stage and Wilbur goes waving to the crowd. Tommy gasps and his eyes sparkle from behind the ribbon. Tommy sits and listens intently as the host asks a lot of questions. Wilbur glances past the curtains to Tommy. The kid waves. Wilbur gives a small wave before answering a question.
“I’m very excited to be doing more concerts. Another world tour isn’t possible just yet due to personal reasoning through the band but 100% looking at another world tour in a year or so.” Wilbur explains and mark jumps in.
“We quite like staying put at the moment. I have a few medical reasons with my mom so I want to be close in case she needs me. Joe and Ash have their own reasons.” Mark had explained. They talk some more and about the upcoming movie parts they are staring in. It’s exciting. They have a small singing contest which catches Tommy’s attention and he sings after his daddy catches the staff and audience off guard. The host turns and gasps as he points to Tommy.
“Is that your son?” He asked, a bit shocked. Wilbur grins, “yeah. That’s T. Hi baby.” Wilbur waves to his son.
“Hi daddy.” Tommy waves getting the crowd to coo. As a microphone is pressed into his hands.
“Was that him singing?!” The host is a bit surprised but Wilbur nods. “Yes. We have been working on some songs at home to record. So he sorta does a call and response when singing.” Wilbur says. He sings a few easy notes and Tommy echoes back from backstage.
“I did not know you were gonna bring him.” The host smiles brightly as they stood up to see Tommy better and waves. “He’s adorable. Other than the incident, now and that one podcast, along with that mall incident. We haven’t seen or heard much of T. Can he come out?”
“Uh yeah. That’s fine. Please refrain from bringing up topics of my EX.” Wilbur says get up. “He’s still finicky of strangers.” He quickly walks over to the side. “Daddy daddy! Lovejoy.” Tommy points excitedly.
“Wanna come say hi to everyone? There’s a lot of people so you’ll stay close to me right? And keep your ribbon on?”
“Okay daddy.” Tommy takes his hand and lets his daddy walk him out. There’s lots of clapping as they walk out. Wilbur takes Tommy over to the couch and sits. The child gives Wilbur his toys then goes to hug the host. “Hi. T.” Host said and hugged him then patted his back. The crowd claps and coos. But Tommy pulls away and goes to hug the band members.
“So. T, I see you have stuffies.” The host says. Tommy held the proudly for them too see. “Henry came from mommy. Clementine is from Mr Fox.” He holds up the key chain. “And Mr. Fox came from uncle techi.” He shows his key chain yarn doll.
“Mr.Fox?” The host asked. Wilbur jumps in. “It’s Siren.”
“Right! The villain rescued your son. You must be a super brave boy. What kind of things do you like to do?” The host smiles.
“I make coffee. I color. I sing. I play with daddy, uncle techi. Uncle Chayanne, aunty lullah. Papa Phil and Nana. I play with Tubbo. I clean. I have a raccoon. And I play in the dirt.” Tommy says happily. “I own a cafe! Come get drinks and cakes. It’s yummy!” Tommy says, getting a few laughs and claps.
“Does he really have a cafe?” The host asked. Wilbur nods, “he does. He usually works in the mornings before I head into work. Work has been a part of his routine for a long while but now we do a couple of hours then go home for nap.”
Tommy nods. “We have lots of drinks, heart attack, sweet Nana. Piggy sweet. Black feather. Um and um… fox tail. I’m make new drinks too.”
“What kind?”
“They spring drinks. Duck tail. Bennett’s revenge. I know lots of duck people. Winter, sugar cookie. Chocolate joy. And Santa’s crack.” Tommy said making the crowd laugh and clap.
The host clapped his hands, “That is amazing. Why don’t you play with these fidgets while I finish talking to love joy.” The host said as a staff member brings over a box of toys. Tommy perks up even though his eyes burned and drew heavily. “Okay.” He says. Tommy slips off his dad's lap and sit by the coffee table as the toys are placed down. Tommy kinda zones out as he plays quietly. He has to be quiet so daddy can answer. Tommy yawns and just plays a bit. He plays with his stuffies until he eventually gets even more tired. Talking makes him tired.
“Oh. I think he is nodding off.” The host point to Tommy. Eyes fly to Wilbur’s son and even a few giggles as Tommy fights to stay awake. The kid rubs his eyes and yawns. “Aww he’s falling asleep.” Wilbur took off his jacket and put it on the hosts lap before gently picking up his son as the kid pulled off the eye cover. He pats his butt a bit as the crowd watches Tommy drift into sleep. Once he was out Tommy he lays Tommy on the hosts lap. “gently knead your fingers in his hair.” Wilbur says backing away as the host gasps in disbelief. “He’s adorable.” The host says as Tommy sleeps soundly. “I heard that little hybrids sleep with their parents. Because of the smell?”
Wilbur nods, “yeah. Tommy sleeps in my bed at night time and he is in his bed for nap time.” The host spends the remaining time asking more band related questions. The band happily answered as much as they could and even promoted. That was until Tommy nearly sits up and cries in his sleep huffing and whimpering. “Noo-“ he whines. Wilbur was quick to start humming and pick him up. His child rubs his face into his shirt and clings on. He shifts and adjusts to lay over his fathers lap until he settles back into sleep.
“You’re like a pro at this parenting stuff.” The host says.
Joe grins, “Wilbur is wrapped around his son's little fingers. Kid has the cutest puppy eyes. No one can say no to those puppy eyes. They’re so adorable. You’ll want to give him anything he wants.” He said. Wilbur rolled his eyes, “my baby is still forever the sweetest little bean.” They continue their talk before the host wraps up the conversation and calls for a break.
“Next up we will have the one and only top Diamond jewelry expert of the city join us after this break.” Lovejoy waves to the crowd and the cameras cut for commercial break.
“Wilbur, we do have a back room if you want to take your son there.” The host said.
“Oh yeah thank you.” Wilbur said. About to stand.
“He can stay. He’s my emotional support person.” Techno said. Walking over. “Tommy gets fussy when he wakes up. But he’ll be out for a while. We have his snack and bottle ready in the back.”
The host shrugs, “fine with me”
At the end of the 30 minute break the host got back into his smile.
“Welcome back!” They said with everyone clapping. “Now I understand that there’s some confusion on why our lead singer is still on stage. Our next guest has asked him to stay. And the little one is still napping.” The host motions to Tommy’s curled body using his fathers tail to blanket him. The crowd coos, making Wilbur smile.
“So please give a quiet welcome to TechnoBlade Craft.”
Technoblade comes onto the stage and waves before taking off his jacket and lays it over his nephew before sitting. “Thanks for having me.”
“Now please. I’m curious, what is your relationship with Mr.Soot.” Host asked.
Techno grins and turns to Wilbur. “Go ahead.”
“Really?!” Wilbur beams.
“Yeah you tease me enough about it.” Technoblade spoke and sat back. “Go ahead.” Wilbur sits up and pats techno's shoulder. “He’s my younger twin!” Wilbur smiles proudly. “And I’m his big brother. By one minute.” Wilbur says. Getting a few claps.
“Really. Twins?”
Techno nods, “yep. That makes Tommy my nephew. I made the pendant around their necks and all the jewelry my family wears. Dad provides houses. Mom makes clothes. And Wilbur brings in customers unintentionally…. Speaking of-“ he takes out a box and offers it to the host. “This is part of our new winter line.”
The host, surprised , takes the box and opens it. “WOW! This is wonderful.” He examines the watch and shows the crowd. “Glad you like it.” Techno says and continues to answer questions to both siblings. “How come you both show different features to each other and to your parents?” The show host asked Wilbur blanks a bit on how to respond to a question directly asking about a time they rather not bring up.
“Ancestry. The genes became dormant until it hit us and we came out…. Like this.” Techno explains motioning to himself and Wilbur. “Well I came out amazing. Wilbur. Meh.” Techno got the crowd to laugh. Wilbur smacks him playfully. “At least I don’t have your mental health. Mr.drop out to pursue Minecraft and jewels.”
Techno shrugged, “I mean. It worked out anyway. And I got the last few credits and my diploma. And I’m very successful now. So are you.” Techno snorts and bumps his brother's shoulder. Wilbur snorts and huffs back. Before continuing the conversation with the host.
“Now there was a clip from a few days ago. Let’s take a look.”
They turn to the screen where the clip of Wilbur beating a bastard up is near running away with his son. Techno whistles, “that was a good right hook…. Oh is that why you’ve been rubbing your jaw?!” Technoblade teases and grabs his brother's mouth to show the world his smaller tusks. Wilbur pushed his twin away. “Keep your nasty fingers out of my mouth. Brute.” He dusted himself off.
“You should have told me they grew back.” Techno said.
Wilbur shrugs, “honestly I kinda forgot to tell the family. Didn’t think they would grow back.” He moves his tongue around on them.
“Let’s get back on track.” The host said and motions to the screen. “What happened at the mall indoor play area? Where did you hear such a song?” He had asked while Wilbur scratched his head. “Uh. Well, it was a song I haven’t sung in a long while.” he had explained while trying to think back. The host leans in close now, interested, “are you, the rookie hero, Idol?”
Wilbur stiffens a bit nervously; he laughs it off. “Idol!? Who is that?” he asked now. The host grins, “idol was the popstar hero. He was a rookie for a few years and then suddenly stopped. He disappeared along with the King.” the host said making techno stiffen up. “Heheh you can’t possibly think-”
“Spill the tea!” the host said, getting the audience to cheer as a picture of them in their late teens in full hero gear appears. Both techno and Wilbur shy away and slide down the couch as the montage moves about the pair. The crowd laughs at their embarrassed reactions. “Fucking god.” Wilbur groans and it makes Tommy tiredly sit up and look around. He climbs back onto his daddy snuggling back into his own slumber. “These two heroes have to be you!” the host proclaims. Wilbur placed his hands down, “how the hell did you figure that out? We weren’t popular enough.”
The crowd stood up and gave a quiet clap. Wilbur and techno looked around at the crowd then gasped. They were the people they saved. The entire front audience were the rescued people they had sacrificed for. The host stands and claps for them.
“I wanted to thank you both, for your service to our city and saving everyone.” The host said and shook their hands. Tommy sits up and starts crying from being woken up way too early. The crowd chuckles as Wilbur rests his son on his chest and rubs his back until he goes back to sleep. It’s one of the best interviews they have had.
Tommy was not a happy camper when he woke up. In all honesty he didn’t have the greatest of naps and now the baby was all grumpy and frowny. The family found it to be hilarious. Tommy sat on the couch staring off like the world has offended him. He was supposed to have a good nap and now he is still tired cause daddy kept moving and waking him up.
“Baby can we please get dressed now?” His daddy asked him. Tommy is tired. He doesn’t wanna put on different clothes. “I mad.” Tommy says, keeping his frown. Wilbur ruffles his head. “You’ll wake up soon, sunshine. But come on. We gotta go potty then put on the special outfit Nana made.” Wilbur said, offering his hands. Tommy huffs, taking his dad’s hand and getting off the couch. His ears keep tiredly down as he follows his dad to use the bathroom then gets himself into the new clothes.
Nana kissed his head. “All you have to do is walk all the way down the white rectangle. Pose, and look adorable. Then walk back, following the other children back.” She pointed out. Tommy spots the other kids. Some of them don’t look nice. They look mad. One child waves at him. Tommy waves back. “Okay nana. I try.”
She kissed his head. “Thank you for trying. I made sure that the other people know to not use flash. Don’t want your eyes hurting.” his Nana explained before fixing up his clothes. “Alright go join the other kids.” she pats his but to encourage him to walk over. Tommy moves quietly weaving through the running adults before he makes it to the group of kids. “Hi, I'm Tommy.” He spoke politely and a few of the kids waved and introduced themselves. “How do you know Mrs.Craft?” one little girl asked. Tommy’s tail wags, “my nana? Daddy is her baby.”
“So she’s your grandmother?” the girl attempts to clarify. Tommy just nods, “I never done this before. Is it fun?” he asked, trying to see the stage as an adult shuffles them into a line. “I think It’s fun, you walk to the beat, at the end of the path make a cute pose, then follow the others back. But don’t run, you can trip.” she said. Tommy stares at the stage. “Theres a lot of people, but they’re looking at the clothes not you.”
“They like the clothes Nana made.” Tommy justifies trying to keep the sleepies out of his eyes. “I'm excited for formal dress wear.” the girl explains, “oh and the pajamas, I get to walk with my big sister. You’ll probably walk with your dad if he’s modeling. Who’s your dad?”
“Wilby.” Tommy spoke, getting multiple heads to turn and look at him. Another little girl glared. “Lier!” she snaps.
“I not lying.” Tommy said, his ears folding down. “Wilby is daddy.” the little girl crossed her arms, “no way, is wilbur soot your daddy. Prove it.” she said. Pove it? How is he supposed to prove it? Tommy thinks for a bit then just turns and shouts for the man. “DADDY!” heads immediately snap over towards the shout of the child. Wilbur looked around quickly with a slight panic in his eyes before spotting his son, “MY DADDY!” Tommy cried out. “My baby!” he smiles and waves trying to not be as loud, “try not to shout sunshine.” he reminds Tommy as staff fix up his makeup. “Okay!” Tommy said as the room went back to being active. The raccoon fledgling looks to the girl that challenged him. “See, he’s my daddy.”
An adult walked over, “alright children, remember, don’t walk too fast, and have fun okay. Mrs.Craft said you can do any pose you want.”
The kids cheer quietly. “On with the show.” the adult said, lining them up again and letting that grumpy little girl go first. Other kids had gone first in front of him before he made his way on the stairs. “Okay Tommy, your daddy wants to remind you, that you can wave but on stage we don’t talk. Okay?”
“I don’t say my name?” Tommy asked the adult smiles, “no sweety. Just smile and wave.” she tells them again. Tommy nods before making his way onto the stage and follows after the kid in front of him. The lights shown brightly on the white stage and the people point and look as Tommy walks forward. Tommy smiles and waves to the crowd getting a few coos. He gets to the end and watches as cameras click. Tommy beams and poses proudly, before another kid nudged him away gently. He walks back trying to catch up with a smile on his face. It is fun, but it’s making Tommy tired since he did have a good nap.
Tommy had to walk in two other outfits. Tommy's smile had dropped after the third change. He got to sit for a bit while he watched his daddy and uncle walk the platform, multiple times. He lost track of time. Tommy blinks tiredly as minutes continue to pass on. At some point Tommy’s eyes had closed on themselves and the noise got fuzzy, “Hey baby,” his daddy pushed his hair back making his eyes pop open wide and look around. Wilbur and techno giggle at the startled reaction, “Hi, Baby. Are you sleepy?” Tommy hums and rubs his eyes. “Daddy, all done.” Tommy said wanting to go home. “We have one more, then we can pack up and go home.”
A soft quiet whine escapes his throat, “I know sweety, lets get you changed and you can nap in my arms. Sounds good?”
Tommy hums sleepily, his eyes heavily drifting closed. Tommy is stood up causing another whine to come from his throat as his daddy takes him to the bathroom to change. “Hang tight sunshine, let me change and then you can sleep on daddy.” Wilbur says. Tommy blinks his eyes open and his head rocks. He’s so tired, and his clothes are warm and fluffy. “Henry.” he whimpers.
“He's right next to you baby.” Wilbur says prompting Tommy to pat around for the toy until his hand grabs hold of a familiar fluffy item. Tommy got picked up and rested on the more warm and fluffy that was his daddy’s chest allowing him to snuggle in deep. Sleep came naturally as daddy walked around.
Wilbur adjusted his son as the staff quickly lay a blanket under Tommys head that matched the pajama section of the show. Kristian takes a peek at her grandson and smiles. “He must have been very tired. All is good though. Shows how comfortable the clothes are for the kids." Kristian said before taking her own picture of the two and turned to the assistant, “go tell the DJ to put on soft music and lower the lights slightly. Inform the crowd to keep quiet.” she said, getting a nod and the assistant hushing the crap out of the staff and running around. Other toddlers were with older siblings or relatives falling asleep in the clothes. All the young children looked tired.
Once the lights dimmed down and the music turned into soft piano and harp. They walked. Wilbur pats his son's back gently, keeping him asleep. He walked onto the stage and grins as Tommy adjusted in his arms, rubbing his face in and keeping limp in his fathers arms. Wilbur stops at the end and poses while showing his son's sleeping form. The crowd is eating it up.
The cameras flicker lightly and he strikes another pose before walking back with Techno coming up close behind. Once they get off techno goes to change quickly. “That was wonderful.” the director said and praised the models that came off. Towards the end they give their mom a round of applause as she comes out in a beautiful dress. Tommy slept for all of it and through the entire night. Safe and warm against his daddy.