/ TW: wholesome family dinner ✨😇 /
Q's POV (again-)
I walked downstairs, seeing Phil by the stove and Tommy helping Techno to set the table. Sighing, I walked over to Phil, deciding that I'd rather help cook than set up silverware.
"Did you need any help over here.? Wil should be down soon.." Phil answered with a chuckle and turned to me.
"Y'know, that's about the only time anyone's asked." He giggled a bit. "No, thank you though mate. You can just sit at the table while I get this stuff onto the plates~"
I nodded and walked back to the table, sitting in one of the side seats. Tommy walked up behind me and set a nap in in front of me while saying something in a terrible French accent, though laughing after each 'word.'
"YESS oui, oui, very good sir, hope you enjoy your uhh.. e'croissant, monsieur~" I laughed and playfully pushed him away from the back of my chair, making Techno glance up and giggle a bit as well.
Wilbur eventually made his way downstairs. He sat down next to me and ran a hand through his hair, sighing a little as Techno placed a fork & knife down on his napkin. Phil eventually came over, carrying a lidded pot and setting it on the table, then going back and grabbing a few more pots and setting them down.
"I wasn't sure what you liked, but I made some chicken, beans, corn, and steak. So.. take your pick." Phil smiled to me and sat in one of the end chairs.
He was followed by Techno and Tommy as they sat in the two empty chairs across from us, leaving the slightly less damaged looking chair across from Phil. I took note of this but began to fork some of the chicken and beans onto my plate as Phil did.
Oddly, Wilbur didn't really get anything onto his plate, until Phil gave him a suspicious glance and he immediately put a piece of steak onto his plate. The silence in the room grew more awkward by the second..
"ahem, So boys.. How was school today?" Techno muttered a good as Tommy began to go into a detailed re-telling of his day.
"Oh, y'know Dadza. Just the usual.. though, this one guy- I think his name was Purpled or something- waved at me n' Tubs in the halls when we came in. Then he was picked for my partner in first class, so that was cool. I think I want to be friends with him, he just seems so.. weird. He like- he doesn't talk to may people, and HOLY SHIT- the out he was wearing.."
Yeah I stopped listening. It was kind of adorable how he could just go ON and ON forever but it gets really annoying after the first 2 times. I could practically feel Phil's regret of asking the question. After a few more moments Phil shushed Tommy and turned towards me & Wilbur.
"Oh- It was alright.. I guess- I was a little upset about something that happened the night before, but it's all good now." Wilbur perked up a bit at my response.
"Well, that's good mate. As long as it's all better now.. what about you, Wil?"
"Mm.. Pretty much the same. Alright, nothing really big happened though."
Phil nodded as he went back to eating. Tommy began to quicken his pace with eating, soon standing and slamming his fork down. Phil gave him a light chastisement and he apologized.
"May I be excused?" Tommy's father gave a sigh and nodded. He chuckled a bit and leaned back into his seat once he was done.
- after dinner -
I had finally finished eating, feeling a little embarrassed for holding Phil and Wilbur downstairs. Phil smiled and stood up to take my plate and set it in the sink with the other dishes. Though, as me and Wilbur stood to walk upstairs, Phil called him back down.
I was a little confused at why.. I hope I didn't do anything wrong. Phil just shot me another kind smile and I decided to continuing to walk up to Wilbur's room.
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