꧁𝚂𝚋𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜꧂

💐But papa...💐

Thomas Watson was born on April 9, 2004. To Philip Watson and Kristin Watson. His father and Mother. They were kind, brave, and overall the best people you would ever meet.

That was until the June of 2010. 6-year-old Tommy was staying home with a family friend of theirs and his brother. Technoblade gold and William gold. The elder males were playing Uno with the boy. That was until Technoblade received a deviating call. Telling him that his best friend. His family. Was dead.

And the woman that thought him the warmth of a mother was  fighting for her life in the hospital. Technoblade remembered thinking,

This is going to break Tommy.

Rather than focusing on his feelings. He thought of the precious blond who sat at the table with his brother. Playing cards with a smile on his face.

The smile that would soon be ripped away from him.

The six-year-old didn't take it well. He was nonstop crying for two weeks. He wouldn't eat. He wouldn't sleep. He kept asking when his mother would come home.

-Memory-

"Toms... we need you to take a few bites. Please?" Wilbur asked softly and offered to spoon-feed him. Tommy only sobbed. It was a broken and shaky sob. So loud it was almost a scream.

"No! I want my papa! I want my mama! Please take me to her! Take me..." The poor kid passed out from the stress. He was tired of crying. He knew he was upsetting them but he just couldn't.

Wilbur took the small blond into his arms. He cried. "I know Tommy...shhh shhh just sleep"

Technoblade's heart broke. He couldn't do this, could he?

-

She never did.

She was strong but not strong enough. She later died of internal bleeding.

After hearing the news the six-year-old went mute for a year. He wouldn't speak or show any emotion at all. Technoblade and Wilbur got custody of Tommy. Changed his name to Thomas gold-Watson.

Tommy was numb but he expressed himself in other ways. Art was something that calmed the boy. He would do painting after painting. He made a family portrait of them when Technoblade asked if it was okay for Technoblade to take custody. He was holding hands with the two siblings while his mother and father were floating in the sky with huge black wings. Smiling down.

-Memory-

Technoblade was sobbing into a pillow when his twin brother walked in.

Wilbur was at work and was supposed to get home at 3 am today he came home early. "Tech-" Wilbur's heart broke once he saw the pained look on his brother's face.

"He won't talk! He won't do anything and Wilbur I'm scared... We're not doing this right. I can't help him." He sobbed while gripping onto his brother's sweater. "No matter how hard I try I'm not good enough. I can't save him."

~

Tommy wasn't asleep and heard the conversation. He sighed and decided he'd try harder. For them. They do so much for him. Make sure he's eating. Make sure he's doing well in school. Reading him stories and always making time to play games and try to get a smile on his face. They'd kill to see that smile again.

Tommy knew this.

"I'll try. I promise mama. I promise papa..." He whispered as he finally let his frail body get the rest it needed.