He had so much left to say, so much left to offer. Love. Forgiveness. Cheer. But he would leave it there, until he woke up again.
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Philza rocks the child in his arms as he gazes as the baby coos at him grabbing at anything that their little hands could grab on.
Philza was finally a Father, the thought of witnessing life growing and being nurtured had left a fuzzy warm feeling in him, like the warm embrace of the Mother.
Philza holds the child close and promises to protects them with all his might and let nothing bad happen to them.
The child would only play his hair and grab at his striped bucket hat, too young to understand what this moment meant.
This meant that Philza Minecraft had promised that he'd keep this child safe and sound to grow in a loving household and is cared for.
It's because He promised...
He promised..
If so then why did he let them down and broke that promise??
Tommy woke up from his sleep and rubbed at his eyes, the light of the sun coming from his window.
Sitting up, Tommy had threw his feet off the bed and stretched his limbs letting out a tired yawn as he stretches his arms again.
He looks around trying to clear his vision from the drowsiness he has from waking up, he blinks and then blinks again the stood up to walk to his door to open it and walk down stairs to greet his family.
He holds on to the railings and slowly walked down the stairs still sleepy, He'd probably have his energy back after he finishes eating breakfast.
Speaking of breakfast, As Tommy walked down stairs he could smell the pancakes and bacon from where he stood, walking to the living room he was greeted with Techno whose hair was messy, his braid looking loose and hair everywhere, and Wilbur who looks as if he was about to dose off any minute now.
He must've stayed up writing songs again.
'Morning' Tommy greeted, sitting down on the couch, Wilbur only let out a sound that's supposed to be a greeting but he was still too tired to reply.
'Morning Tommy' Techno says not looking up from the book he was reading.
It was only silent in the mronings, Tommy leaned on his arm that was resting on the arm rest of the couch.
He went to slowly close his eyes but then 'Boys! Breakfast!' Philza shouted from the kitchen.
Slowly they all stood up walking to the kitchen, seeing Phil place the last pancake on a plate.
They sat in their chairs and went to eat breakfast as they converse in the morning, the air clear and the sum shine so bright.
Tommy and Wilbur had finished their breakfast and went to place their dishes in the sink, then they went to race each other to the bathroom as Techno stood up bringing his own dishes to the sink and went to help Phil with washing them, fixing his long hair into a ponytail.
As Wilbur and Tommy had finished with the bathroom along with Techno and Phil just occasionally relaxing in the living room there was a knock at the door, to which Tommy had answered, there stood Tubbo who was in a coat.
Tommy gestured Tubbo to come inside as Tommy went back up stairs to grab his coat and back down and said goodbye to everyone.
'Remember to get back before night fall Tommy!' Phil reminds the boy as he laces up his shoes.
'I know I know.' Tommy mumbles as he tightens up his laces and stood up patting his pants and waving bye to the others 'Bye'.
This was a rule in the Minecraft household, no one is to go out in the snow at night, without permission from Philza he has to atleast know or go with them if needed be.
This rule was established for some reason but the boys just dealt with it and didn't want to get Phil angry even more.
But for Techno, Techno would come into Phil's room and tell him he'd be out, it's usually because the voices demanded blood at night and Phil would just let lights open.
One time that Tommy had came home after the sun had set and went home early after adventuring with Tubbo, and instead of being greeted with an angry Phil.
But instead when Tommy slowly opened the door, Phil turned around at the sound of the creak of the door and the look on his face worried Tommy why Phil had looked so stressed and worried that night but as Phil looked Tommy over checking for injuries he encased him in a hug, all Tommy could do was hug back and just had thought Phil was just one of those really Protective parents.
If only they knew why that rule was the most important rule in the Minecraft household.
As the child floated around the dense forest they grip down at their hat strings and wiped at their tears sniffling.
These kinds of forests were scary for a child, especially when their alone.
Looking around they find a big patch of flowers and they gasp, floating over to the patch they sit down and went to pick the flowers and proceed to smell it and went to pick more flowers, just enough amount that they could carry.
'Child' A comforting voice calls, as they turn around and drop their flowers, standing up and running over to the woman and tackling her in a hug, cuddling up to the woman's warm body, the woman picks up the child and went to look at the child's face and wipes the tears away from their face.
'What did I tell you about leaving Sanctuary?' The woman says worry evident in her tone.
'To always leave with you or ask permission.' their voice croaky from crying, the woman sighs but smiles at the child taking off their hat and rubbing their head, ruffling their (h/c) hair at the same time.
'Let's get home, Okay?' The woman says as the child nods, yawning as tiredness drowns them.
The woman proceeds to leave the forest and goes to the 'Sanctuary' place they reside in.
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