Tubbo Oneshots

Tubbox

TW: Child abonment, implied abuse

Phil was not expecting to leave the house with three sons and come home with four if he was being honest.

It was a rainy day, and the house could not deal with another day all the boys in the house (and Phil couldn't deal with Techno being on a computer all day)

"Hey dad," Techno asked, seeing something out the window "what's that on the side of the road?"

Phil looked outside and saw a box...with a kid in it? "What the..." he murmured, "there's a kid in that box!"

"There's a what in the box? What the hell do you mean there's a kid in the box?!" Wilbur exclaimed, ceasing his war with Tommy to question the situation at hand

"I mean I can see a head sticking out of that box, and it sure as hell ain't plastic," he said, stopping the car and grabbing his umbrella. "I'm going to see what's going on. Techno, don't let them destroy the car or some shit."

"I'll try."

Getting out of the car, Phil opened his umbrella and ran out to the box.

There was a kid in the box, hunched over and hugging a bee plush. The kid had a dark green t-shirt on, although it had mud and dirt on it.

"Hey, what are you doing out in the rain?" Phil asked kindly, putting his umbrella over the shaking boy.

"W-well my father said he d-didn't want me anymore, but I'm not sure if that's good or bad? B-because father wasn't a good person. But now it's just me and tube, a-and I don't have any food and-" The boy stammered, crying into his bee plushie

"Well, How about you come with me?" Phil asked, not even surprised that he was adopting the kid before he even knew his name. The kid needed food and a roof over his head, and Phil was more than happy to supply those things.

"D-do you promise you won't hurt me?" The kid asked, with a tone so genuine it made Phil's heart break

"Yes, I do. My name is Phil, and I hopefully have some McDonald's you can eat in the car if my sons haven't eaten it all."

"Tubbo"

"Huh?"

"M-my name Tubbo." The kid told him, giving a weak smile

"Well Tubbo," Phil said, flashing a sWILBURbo got out of his box and stood next to him "Now come on, let's go see if there are any french fries left."

The two walked over to the car, Phil giving a quick text to techno to tell him that he was bringing the kid.

"WILBUR WHAT THE HELL" was what they heard first when they opened the car

"What?!"

"You stole my french fries bitch!"

"Well, you stole mine first!"

Phil cleared his throat and both boys turned to him.

"Oh hey dad. Is that the kid?" Techno asked nonchalantly

"Wait dad found a kid?" Asked Tommy, who had not been paying attention to the conversation earlier.

"Yes I did. This is Tubbo and all of you are going to give him some of your food." Phil informed the child, getting himself and Tubbo into the car

"What the hell?! I'm not giving my food to this bitch! Its my fucking mc Donalds!"

"Well, too bad you are." Phil took some Tommy's food, much to his very vocal protests

"It's fine... I don't need any food..." Tubbo mumbled, uncomfortable at the very loud yellings happening

"No, Tommys just being a bitch." Wilbur assured the kid, handing him a few french fries

"I AM NOT BEING A BITCH! I'm just saying im not giving my fucking food that I earned to whoever the hell this bitch is! Why the hell is he even here? Doesn't he have somewhere else to go where he isn't fucking being a nuisece and a waste of space?!" Tommy yelled, fed up with the situation

Tubbo immediately started breaking down. Phil said that no one would hurt him! And even if Tommy didn't hit him, words still hurt. Tubbo knew from experience.

Phil went to try and calm down tubbo, giving him a hug and whispering sweet nothings to the crying child, while techno and Wilbur berated Tommy, who upon realizing what he had said, immediately tried to apologize

"Hey-hey, look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, you can have all my food if you want," Tommy said, guilt weighing down on him as he realized the effects of his words

"B-but you said i-i shouldn't be here" tubbo stammered out, still clinging on to Phil

"I know what I said, and I'm sorry. I was in a blind rage (that happens a lot) and I didn't realize what I was saying. Can you forgive me?" He asked, sounding vulnerable

"S-sure. But you have to give me all your french fries." Tubbo smirked at the end

"What?! No, I'll give you half of them, but not all of them." Tommy gave a fake gasp, holding the french fries to his chest

"Well, then you are not forgiven." Tubbo jokes, turning away from the child

"Ugh, fiiiiine. You drive a hard deal though,'' Tommy replied, giving Tubbo his bag of french fries.

"Hehe. how about we just share them?" Tubbo offered, sharing a smile

"Sure. but don't blame me if I eat all the fries''

Phil felt a smile come on to his face as the two kids shared the french fries. There would be questions to ask later, like why the fuck tubbo was left in a box on the side of a road, but for now, he was spending time with his sons.