T. Nivison

SMP Live Ted Nivison rp account!!

[ted-the-milkman]

Hello 👋,

I hope this message finds you well. My name is Aziz, and I’m reaching out with a heartfelt plea to help my family find safety and reunite with our mother. 😞

The ongoing war in Gaza has torn my family apart. My mother and newborn sister are stranded in Egypt, while I, along with the rest of my sex family members, am trapped in the midst of the genocide in Gaza. We have not only been separated but have also lost our home and are enduring unimaginable hardships. 💔

Your support can make a difference. Whether by reading our story, donating, or sharing our campaign with others, you can help us reunite, find safety, and start anew. 🙏🕊

Thank you, from the depths of my heart, for your kindness, compassion, and solidarity during this difficult time. ❤🍉

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Kachow

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Okay!! I'll be right back!" He smiled, and quickly scurried off to get Addie and Jasper. Carrying both of them at the same time back in. (Which was a struggle with a broken wrist but he did it).

"Jasperrr it's Uncle Ted!" He murmured to one of the babies happily, before passing him off to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

His eyes lit up upon seeing Jasper. He didn’t exactly know Addie, but he did know Jasper. “Oh my god….” He murmured, looking between them.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Addieee meet Ted!" He made her wave at him, fingers gently holding her little hand.

"They're similar, in my opinion. And intelligent. Gosh, you wouldn't believe how smart Jasper is."

[ted-the-milkman]

“Really? Oves has told me tons of stories about him when I would babysit him.” He smiled, and turns to Addie. “Hi, sweetie..” He cooed.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He was happy Ted seemed good with kids, and excited smile on his lips as he sat down with Addie in his lap. Both babies babbling/giggling.

Oh he was grateful they were happy, Fundy was the opposite when he was little. Cried a lot.

[ted-the-milkman]

He leaned back, just staring at the baby. “They’re precious..”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Ted, I've missed you. A lot." He murmured, watching him with a soft look. He really had missed him. He'd been sad when Ted had gotten upset with him.

[ted-the-milkman]

He glanced up at him, expression becoming sad.. “I missed you too…. I’m sorry for all the times I’ve left you.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"That's alright, love. I'm happy to be with you now." He murmured quietly, reaching out to hold Ted's free hand.

[ted-the-milkman]

”I’ll never leave you again…” He promised, squeezing Wilbur’s hand.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He brought Ted's hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back and giving him a small smile. "I appreciate it, Ted. I'm sorry for how I treated you during all of that, as well."

[ted-the-milkman]

” ‘S okay. I forgive you…” He leaned against Wilbur and looked at the two infants againz

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Okay!! I'll be right back!" He smiled, and quickly scurried off to get Addie and Jasper. Carrying both of them at the same time back in. (Which was a struggle with a broken wrist but he did it).

"Jasperrr it's Uncle Ted!" He murmured to one of the babies happily, before passing him off to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

His eyes lit up upon seeing Jasper. He didn’t exactly know Addie, but he did know Jasper. “Oh my god….” He murmured, looking between them.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Addieee meet Ted!" He made her wave at him, fingers gently holding her little hand.

"They're similar, in my opinion. And intelligent. Gosh, you wouldn't believe how smart Jasper is."

[ted-the-milkman]

“Really? Oves has told me tons of stories about him when I would babysit him.” He smiled, and turns to Addie. “Hi, sweetie..” He cooed.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He was happy Ted seemed good with kids, and excited smile on his lips as he sat down with Addie in his lap. Both babies babbling/giggling.

Oh he was grateful they were happy, Fundy was the opposite when he was little. Cried a lot.

[ted-the-milkman]

He leaned back, just staring at the baby. “They’re precious..”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Ted, I've missed you. A lot." He murmured, watching him with a soft look. He really had missed him. He'd been sad when Ted had gotten upset with him.

[ted-the-milkman]

He glanced up at him, expression becoming sad.. “I missed you too…. I’m sorry for all the times I’ve left you.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"That's alright, love. I'm happy to be with you now." He murmured quietly, reaching out to hold Ted's free hand.

[ted-the-milkman]

”I’ll never leave you again…” He promised, squeezing Wilbur’s hand.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Okay!! I'll be right back!" He smiled, and quickly scurried off to get Addie and Jasper. Carrying both of them at the same time back in. (Which was a struggle with a broken wrist but he did it).

"Jasperrr it's Uncle Ted!" He murmured to one of the babies happily, before passing him off to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

His eyes lit up upon seeing Jasper. He didn’t exactly know Addie, but he did know Jasper. “Oh my god….” He murmured, looking between them.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Addieee meet Ted!" He made her wave at him, fingers gently holding her little hand.

"They're similar, in my opinion. And intelligent. Gosh, you wouldn't believe how smart Jasper is."

[ted-the-milkman]

“Really? Oves has told me tons of stories about him when I would babysit him.” He smiled, and turns to Addie. “Hi, sweetie..” He cooed.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He was happy Ted seemed good with kids, and excited smile on his lips as he sat down with Addie in his lap. Both babies babbling/giggling.

Oh he was grateful they were happy, Fundy was the opposite when he was little. Cried a lot.

[ted-the-milkman]

He leaned back, just staring at the baby. “They’re precious..”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Ted, I've missed you. A lot." He murmured, watching him with a soft look. He really had missed him. He'd been sad when Ted had gotten upset with him.

[ted-the-milkman]

He glanced up at him, expression becoming sad.. “I missed you too…. I’m sorry for all the times I’ve left you.”

[ted-the-milkman]

"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.

-- @ramfather

”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”

[ramfather]

Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.

[ted-the-milkman]

He shook his hand, expression lighting up. “I adore kids. They’re the sweetest thing ever.”

[ramfather]

"I think we'll get along just fine." Snow giggled, covered his mouth. He was thankful for another person in their home too, he was lonely.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Thankfully. You and Wil are very kind for letting me stay.”

[ramfather]

"Of course. Nearly any friend of Wil's is a friend of mine." Snow's ears ruffled a little. "I can show you the guest room!"

[ted-the-milkman]

“Oh! Sure. Thank you.” He nodded.

[ted-the-milkman]

"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.

-- @ramfather

”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”

[ramfather]

Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.

[ted-the-milkman]

He shook his hand, expression lighting up. “I adore kids. They’re the sweetest thing ever.”

[ramfather]

"I think we'll get along just fine." Snow giggled, covered his mouth. He was thankful for another person in their home too, he was lonely.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Thankfully. You and Wil are very kind for letting me stay.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Okay!! I'll be right back!" He smiled, and quickly scurried off to get Addie and Jasper. Carrying both of them at the same time back in. (Which was a struggle with a broken wrist but he did it).

"Jasperrr it's Uncle Ted!" He murmured to one of the babies happily, before passing him off to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

His eyes lit up upon seeing Jasper. He didn’t exactly know Addie, but he did know Jasper. “Oh my god….” He murmured, looking between them.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Addieee meet Ted!" He made her wave at him, fingers gently holding her little hand.

"They're similar, in my opinion. And intelligent. Gosh, you wouldn't believe how smart Jasper is."

[ted-the-milkman]

“Really? Oves has told me tons of stories about him when I would babysit him.” He smiled, and turns to Addie. “Hi, sweetie..” He cooed.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He was happy Ted seemed good with kids, and excited smile on his lips as he sat down with Addie in his lap. Both babies babbling/giggling.

Oh he was grateful they were happy, Fundy was the opposite when he was little. Cried a lot.

[ted-the-milkman]

He leaned back, just staring at the baby. “They’re precious..”

[ted-the-milkman]

"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.

-- @ramfather

”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”

[ramfather]

Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.

[ted-the-milkman]

He shook his hand, expression lighting up. “I adore kids. They’re the sweetest thing ever.”

[ted-the-milkman]

"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.

-- @ramfather

”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Okay!! I'll be right back!" He smiled, and quickly scurried off to get Addie and Jasper. Carrying both of them at the same time back in. (Which was a struggle with a broken wrist but he did it).

"Jasperrr it's Uncle Ted!" He murmured to one of the babies happily, before passing him off to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

His eyes lit up upon seeing Jasper. He didn’t exactly know Addie, but he did know Jasper. “Oh my god….” He murmured, looking between them.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Addieee meet Ted!" He made her wave at him, fingers gently holding her little hand.

"They're similar, in my opinion. And intelligent. Gosh, you wouldn't believe how smart Jasper is."

[ted-the-milkman]

“Really? Oves has told me tons of stories about him when I would babysit him.” He smiled, and turns to Addie. “Hi, sweetie..” He cooed.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"Okay!! I'll be right back!" He smiled, and quickly scurried off to get Addie and Jasper. Carrying both of them at the same time back in. (Which was a struggle with a broken wrist but he did it).

"Jasperrr it's Uncle Ted!" He murmured to one of the babies happily, before passing him off to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

His eyes lit up upon seeing Jasper. He didn’t exactly know Addie, but he did know Jasper. “Oh my god….” He murmured, looking between them.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"..Yeah. I hope so too." He glanced down, before a realization hit.

"You wanna see my kids? They're good distractions." He offered.

[ted-the-milkman]

Ted smiled. It was a sad one, but still a smile. “Sure.. I love kids.”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I know.. I'm sorry that this is happening again, Ted, but it's not your place to stop him. If he wants to act like a prick let him." Though he knew he was being too harsh. After all, Oves had been almost killed several times recently.. but still.

It all stung.

[ted-the-milkman]

”Maybe you’re right… I’on know….. I just hope he comes to his senses..” Ted huffed, taking a sip of tea.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

"I'm so sorry he did that to you, Ted.. you don't deserve that at all. Just because he's going through some shit doesn't mean he needs to be a dick." He reached over giving Ted's hand a squeeze.

[ted-the-milkman]

He nodded. “I’m- I’m scared… Not just for others, but for him.” Tears formed back in his eyes. “He has a history of doing bad things to others, and himself..”

“I c-can’t let that happen again…”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He nodded, sighing softly as Ted spoke. He had gotten into a fight with the man, he knew it as well.

"I know, love. I'm sorry he yelled at you.. did he hurt you at all?" He questioned, glancing over to Ted.

[ted-the-milkman]

”He- He raised his hand at me, but hesitated, so I scrambled to the bathroom. He started crying when I left…” He looked at the ground. He felt guilty for leaving.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

He approached his house, knocking a few times. When it was answered, he looked so noticeably different. He was shaking. Partially from fear, and partially from being cold. His tail was tucked between his legs, and his eyes were puffy from cryint.

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur very quickly answered the door, like he'd been waiting for Ted to arrive. He was holding a cup of tea and quickly passed it to Ted, ushering him inside. He grabbed a throw blanket from the ottoman and set it beside Ted, a look of concern on his face.

"Here, come take a breath and rest, Teddy. We can talk after you've calmed down some."

[ted-the-milkman]

He breathed heavily as he bundled up. Soft sniffled coming from him, but after a few minutes he seemed to relax.

“He’s not Oves anymore….”

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

Milkman >> Wil: What the fuck happened with Oves??

Milkman >> Wil: He just yelled at me for 10 minutes for dropping a plastic cup.

Milkman >> Wil: I’m sitting in his bathroom fucking crying

🥛 ;; @ted-the-milkman

Wilbur » Teddy Bear 🧸: Hey Ted. I don't know. Did the same, we got physical actually. Do you need a place to stay? I'm sure Snow would love you.

[ted-the-milkman]

Milkman >> Wil: Yes plz.

Milkman >> Wil: I’m sorry for fighting with you last time we talked.

Milkman >> Wil: I’m fucking terrified. It wasn’t even joking around. Full on screaming.

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

Wilbur » Teddy Bear 🧸: c'mon over. We can talk better when you're here. Do you drink tea? I forgive you. It was a lot of miscommunication.

[ted-the-milkman]

Milkman >> Wil: Yeah..

Milkman >> Wil: I’ll be over in a bit

Milkman >> Wil: Ty

Milkman >> Wil: Can you talk to him for me..?

[clinging-to-a-dream-deactivated]

Wilbur » Teddy Bear 🧸: See you soon, no problem. Talk to him, Oves? I plan on it. I just need time to cool off so I don't hurt him too badly.

[ted-the-milkman]

Milkman >> Wil: Believe me when I say I wouldn’t care if you did..

Milkman >> Wil: But ok.

Milkman >> Wil: xoxo.