don’t answer this if your not ok with it- it’s totally ok but I was wondering how the Sawyers family would react to fem reader being pregnant with the baby being nubbins child.
(I been thinking about this for a while and imagined how cute nubbins would react to it)
hiii! Finally free for a bit so I’ll be answering requests! I made this into a fanfic with short headcanons at the very end! I hope you like this and sorry for taking so long!
The farmhouse was loud as usual.
Drayton was yelling from somewhere in the kitchen, pots clattering in the background. Leatherface shuffled through the hallway carrying something heavy while Grandpa sat motionless near the window.
Nubbins was at the kitchen table, digging through a collection of photographs, bones, and scraps he'd gathered during the week. He kept talking to himself under his breath, occasionally laughing at who knows what.
You stood in the doorway, just watching him, you thought he looked so sweet in his own little world. You wonder how he’s able to zone out all the yelling and noise. You knew you had to get his attention, to tell him the big news but you felt anxious to do so.
You took a deep breath and slowly walked to him, despite you getting closer he didn’t turn around or acknowledge you, he really is in his own world. You genuinely put your hand on his shoulder, only then did he say anything
“O-oh h-hi darling!” He started organizing everything he collected, he first organized the bones he found, from biggest to smallest, which ones were in better conditions than others, and the ones he liked he kept in a pile for projects.
“What d-do you need?” He turned to look at you for a second before looking back at his pile, now moving on to his other stuff.
“Could you come with me for a second dear?”
He stopped what he was doing and completely looked at you. “W-what for?..heh I-I’m really getting into my stuff!” He smiled before lifting up a photo, it was of Chop Top with magnets stuck to his plate while he was sleeping “look! This one's definitely a keeper! H-he looks so dumb” he lets out a giddy laugh.
“I knew but.,” you squeezed his shoulder softly. “This is very important so please?”
As soon as you said that he slowly lowered the photo, his happy face changed slowly to worry. His attention turns to his partially organized junk, he slowly got up and looked at you once again.
“U-uh yeah sure..” you gently took his hand and led him somewhere more quiet in the house, you made your way to your shared bedroom and gently closed the door once both of you were in.
“Wh-what’s goin o-on? D-did you see someone? I thought I-I saw someone but I-i wasn’t sure..I can get Bubba on them!” He lets out a little laugh, he enjoyed the thought of a hunt for random that might have snuck on the property.
“No, I didn’t see anyone, no ‘hunts’ are going to be happening any time soon” you sighed
“T-then what’s wrong?” He tilted his head, trying to figure out what’s bothering you.
“Let’s just sit down ok dear?” You both do exactly that. You took a deep breath trying to figure out how to tell him.
While thinking, Nubbins bounced his leg, something he did since he couldn’t sit still. You genuinely took both his hands and looked him in his eyes.
“You know how we’ve been spending more time at night together..you know? Being busy..” you felt your face flush, you don’t know why you felt embarrassed to actually say what you two have been doing.
“Heh y-yeah” the mention of it makes him smile, he really enjoys being busy with you, his leg starts to bounce faster. ‘Maybe she wants to do it now? During the day..’ is what he thought. Nothing could have prepared him for what you were about to say
“Well…I’m pregnant..” you felt a bit of weight lift off your shoulders
Nubbins didn't answer, all he did was stare.His grin, the one he'd been wearing only moments before, stayed frozen on his face, almost like he hadn't understood the words at all.
He repeated it slowly, rolling the word around in his mouth.
His fingers began twitching against his knees.
"...You got a baby in there?"
His eyes darted from your face to your stomach, back to your face then down again.
He leaned forward until he was only inches away, studying you with unsettling intensity.
Silence, then a loud bark of laughter exploded out of him.
He stood so abruptly the old bed frame rattled.
He began pacing in quick little circles around the room, rubbing his hands together, muttering under his breath.
"Hah...hah...look at that..."
Then jabbed a finger toward your stomach.
He started giggling again before the sentence ever finished.
"Ain't that somethin'..."
You watched him carefully.
He stopped pacing immediately.
"No! Heh I feel amazing!”
"I-i ain't never been no daddy before!"
He scratched wildly at the side of his neck.
He pointed at your stomach.
"How big's it gonna get?"
You couldn't help smiling.
He crouched in front of you, resting his elbows on his knees while staring shamelessly at your stomach.
"So there's just...a little thing in there."
He reached a hand out but hesitated for a second. You gently took his wrist and placed his hand against your stomach.
He went strangely quiet, his usual constant fidgeting slowed.
His grin slowly returned, smaller this time.
He looked oddly proud. Then, as quickly as the softer moment arrived, his energy snapped back.
You sighed. "I was afraid you'd say that."
"Oh, Drayton's gonna holler! H-he’s gonna freak!”
He started imitating Drayton, throwing his arms around dramatically.
"W-What're y'all thinkin'? Another mouth to feed!" He cackled at his own impression.
"And Chop'll laugh! P-probably say somethin d-dumb!”
"Bubba..." His expression softened for just a second.
"Bubba'll probably just stare."
Then he leaned close to your face again.
A mischievous smile spread across his lips.
"...Think Grandpa's gonna understand?"
You laughed despite yourself.
Nubbins was already halfway to the bedroom door before you could stop him.
"W-we gotta tell 'em!" he laughed, grabbing the doorknob. "C-c'mon, c'mon!"
"Nubbins..” you said in a sigh
He yanked the door open so hard it slammed against the wall.
His voice echoed through the house.
"HEY! Y'ALL! G-GET IN HERE!"
Immediately Drayton's voice came roaring from the kitchen.
"What're you hollerin' about now?!"
Pots clanged violently before heavy footsteps stomped across the old floorboards.
Bubba poked his head around the hallway first, still wearing his work apron, a heavy hammer dangling from one hand. He looked between the two of you, confused.
Chop Top peeked out from behind Bubba, he had a pair of old headphones sitting around his neck.
Nubbins pointed dramatically at you.
"I was hoping we'd... maybe do this a little calmer."
Drayton rounded the corner, wiping grease from his hands onto his apron.
His eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Not this time! N-nothin b-bad!! Heh”
Drayton looked even less convinced.
You glanced around the room.
Bubba stood quietly in the doorway.
Grandpa hadn't moved from his chair, though his cloudy eyes seemed pointed vaguely in your direction.
Taking a steady breath, you folded your hands together.
Then Drayton threw both hands into the air.
"Oh, that's just perfect."
He rubbed both hands over his face.
Nubbins burst into another fit of laughter.
"You should've seen your face!"
"I ain't worried about my face!"
Drayton jabbed a finger toward the two of you.
"You are!" Nubbins answered immediately.
"You always feed everybody!"
"I barely feed the ones we've already got!"
Chop top came up to you with a big grin, you knew he was going to say something stupid.
“Heh so you and Nubbins got busy huh!” He laughs like that was the funniest thing ever.
“Thinkin about getting busy again to have another after this one!” Again he laughs but more manically.
“Shut up! They’re not havin another kid damn it!” Drayton turned his attention from Nubbins to him for a quick second.
Chop Top went over to Drayton and Nubbins, they both started talking about the pregnancy and adding to it just to piss off Drayton and of course it worked.
Bubba looked between the brothers as they argued louder and louder.
Finally, he shuffled over toward you.
Very slowly, he pointed toward your stomach.
Then carefully reached one large finger toward your abdomen, stopping just short as though asking permission.
He rested his fingertips there for only a second.
A muffled little grunt escaped behind the mask before he gave a slow nod.
Nubbins immediately noticed.
Nubbins ignored him completely.
"He's gonna be an uncle!"
Nubbins made finger guns and pointed them towards him.
"Uncle Bubba! a-and Uncle C-Chop”
Bubba blinked while Chop top smiled and nodded his head aggressively. “Hell yeah haha!”
Then, almost shyly, Bubba gave another tiny nod.
Drayton stared at the ceiling.
"I swear this family's gonna be the death of me..."
Nubbins wandered over to Grandpa's chair and crouched beside him.
He poked the old man's sleeve.
"Y-you're gonna be a g-great grandpa!"
Grandpa of course doesn’t react
"He ain't heard half of what anybody's said in twenty years! This stuff isn’t important to him!”
Nubbins leaned even closer.
"Aren’t ya e-excited grandpa!” Nubbins let out a small giggle
Grandpa's cloudy eyes shifted just enough to make everyone pause.
His mouth twitched into something resembling a grin before a raspy wheeze escaped him.
Nubbins gasped dramatically.
You watched the family descend into another loud argument, Drayton complaining about food and money, Nubbins talking over him about names and babies, chop top joking you two will have a lot of kids, Bubba lingering quietly nearby, and Grandpa sitting in the middle of it all with that faint, unreadable expression.
It wasn't exactly the warm family announcement you'd imagined.
Nubbins: At first he'd be completely stunned, then almost instantly become hyper and overly excited. He'd keep talking about the baby nonstop, ask bizarre questions, and proudly tell anyone who'd listen that he's going to be a dad. He'd also become unexpectedly protective of you.
Drayton: His first reaction would be frustration. He'd complain about expenses, food, and the extra responsibility, but beneath all the yelling he'd quietly make sure you were taken care of, even if he refused to admit he was worried.
Bubba: he would react with quiet curiosity. Once he understood what was happening, he'd become much gentler around you, always watching to make sure you were okay and showing his excitement through small handmade gifts instead of words.
Chop Top: He'd immediately start cracking inappropriate jokes and teasing Nubbins about becoming a father. Even so, he'd secretly think the baby was exciting and would already be planning how to be the "cool" uncle.
Grandpa: Grandpa wouldn't say much, if anything at all. Whether he truly understands is unclear, but the family would treat even the smallest smile or movement as his way of approving the news.
I hope you like this and I apologize for it being so long XP I just felt like I should add both
