I DO NOT own Bob's Burgers. This is just for entertaining purposes.
Tanner's POV:
I was sleeping in the living room, as that's where I've been sleeping since I first arrived and met the Belchers. Being an experienced outdoors person, I was able to endure the most uncomfortable sleeping arrangements I've ever imagined. I slept in the corner, out of the way so I don't disturb the family if they have family time in the living room. It was a rainy morning and there've been leaks around the apartment. I've actually been able to fix most of them last night while the family was sleeping. Just wanted to help out. I woke up from my sleeping bag and went into the kitchen to see the Belchers.
No POV:
Gene: (Chewing on cereal)
(Playback of cereal crunching on his keyboard)
Bob: Gene?
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
Bob: Gene?!
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
Bob: (sigh) Gene?!
Crunch, BURP!
Gene: What?
Bob: Stop!
I couldn't help but chuckle which brought their attention to me.
Bob: Oh, morning, Tanner.
Tanner: (YAWN) Morning, Mr. B. Morning, you guys.
He sat down at the table as Linda gave him a bowl, thanked her, and I poured some cereal.
Linda: Bob, no more newspaper, please. My parents are gonna be here any minute.
Bob: I know. You know how I know they're coming? Because you go into a crazy cleaning frenzy every time. It's like the way animals freak out before an earthquake.
Linda: That's nice. That's not true.
Louise: She's spooked.
Linda: Louise, you're gettin' cereal everywhere.
Louise: I'm having a seizure! Put a wallet in my mouth!
Linda: 😠
Louise: It passed.
Linda: Look at this place. It's a disaster. You haven't even fixed the leak yet.
Bob: Come on. Linda, the leak is contained.
Linda: Bobby!
(Dripping)
Bob: What? You barely notice those.
(Tina walks in and-)
Tina: Aah!
(. . . trips over the pots catching the drops.)
Tina: I'm ok.
Linda: Trust me, Bobby. My mother will notice that our ceiling is leaking.
Bob: (sighs) Yeah, you're right. She will, repeatedly and loudly.
Linda: Just fix it, please. Be my All-American fix-it man, Bobby.
Bob: Fine. I'll go up to the attic and fix the leak.
Linda: But I also need you and the kids to work out Whose room my folks are sleepin' in, Because I have to go check the bathroom for stray hairs.
(Sprays/wipes Tina's glasses) No one sheds like this family.
It's like a bunch of chewbaccas.
Bob: So where are grandma and grandpa gonna sleep?
Louise: Gene's room smells like farts.
Gene: That makes sense.
Bob: Great. Well, we'll put 'em in there, then. Maybe they'll leave sooner when they smell farts.
Gene: Yeah.
Tina: Gene can sleep with me in my room As long as he doesn't mind my night terrors.
Bob: Huh?
Tina: Remember, you let me watch "night of the living d*ad" when I was 8, So now I wake up every night standing in the middle of my room, Scratching the air, and kicking.
Gene: Oh, good.
Bob: Wait. You still get those?
Tina: Yeah. They're weirder now.
Bob: Oh, boy.
Tina: I think my subconscious fears and my budding sexuality Are getting all mixed up.
Bob: (hastily) Ok, I--Tina, I don't want to hear-
Tina: So I think I'm being att*cked by zombies, And I start screaming, "do you wanna make out?" And I make out with it.
Bob/Gene/Louise/Tanner: (Brief awkward silence)
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Male OC x Louise Belcher | A Bob's Burgers Fanfic
UmorTanner Sterling -- a young boy who looks a bit older for his age (13), who's also experienced at the great outdoors, and pretty much anything physical left home to become a explore. When he returned, everything he loved, and cared for was gone. Join...
