Flowers from 1970 // reupload

2.2

Usually, when George waited for Dream to call him, he'd occupy himself with his work. He had finished early though so he had nothing to do, and no call to expect since Dream was going to go over to his sister's for a while and leaving the phone at home.

He sat in silence in his room for a while before deciding he'd spend the time outside. He had not gone on a walk for a while so he decided it would be best, and also because he knew Dream would get mad at him for not using his free day wisely.

He put on a hoodie, pocketed his phone, and trudged downstairs, walking outside onto his porch.

He checked the flowers, and as expected nothing had grown yet. It was the scary part about growing flowers, in the beginning you don't know if anything was happening at all yet.

He decided he would go to the park. He brought a small notebook and pencil to sketch his surroundings as he used to do with his mother when he was young.

He caught sight of the swingset and found a bench close by. He sat down, sighed, and started scratching lines on his notebook.

"No Tommy, I told you not to be mean, and you didn't listen." George heard a woman say. He turned around and saw Niki, scolding Tommy who looked grumpy.

"But I want ice cream like Tubbo! It's not fair." He cried, but his mom wasn't letting up.

Niki pointed a finger at him, "I told you a million times. Don't be mean to girls! What do you do? You call Cara 'Puffy' until she cried."

Tommy's mouth gaped open, "SHE LIKES TO BE CALLED THAT. IT'S HER NICKNAME, MUM!"

"Fine then," Niki said, "if that didn't make her cry. What did?"

Tommy put his head down in defeat, "I chased her around with a stick and told her if I got close enough I'd poke her."

Niki groaned, "Tommy, you can't go around doing that."

"She de-deserv-" 

"Deserves?" Niki finished. 

"Yes. That word," Tommy pleaded. 

"Why does she deserve it?" Niki tried to understand her son. 

Tommy waved his hands, "She's a girl!" 

Niki sighed and turned away. She caught sight of George on the bench and waved, "Oh, hello! You talked to my husband the other day I believe?" 

George nodded, "Wilbur. Yes." He smiled at her and then gestures toward Tommy, who had his arms crossed and flared his nose up when he looked at him, "So that little man is still being trouble, I see." 

Wilbur was walking with Tubbo toward them now. 

Tubbo looked at Tommy, "Here Tommy, we can split it!" 

Tommy was trying to stay pretend mad, but eventually gave in as Tubbo gave him some of his ice cream. 

Wilbur's eyes glanced at Niki and George talking, "George!" He exclaimed, "Pleasure to see you here." 

"Hello Wilbur," he greeted, "how was the meet up with your father?" 

Wilbur thought for a second, "Quite odd. He's constantly refused to come home here but suddenly we get a call saying he's on a flight to Florida and to get the guest room ready."

 George chuckled, "Dinner go well, though?" 

Wilbur nodded, "I'd say so. Tommy was a bit shy and weary of him at first, but he warmed up to him when he protected Tommy from uncle Techno."