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“I’m so bored!”
“Heard you the first ten times Bur,”
Techno ducked his head as Wilbur tossed the book he was reading at him. Wilbur huffed and leaned back on the couch and Techno kept on looking out the window.
The rain was pattering on the window and Techno watched the drops slide down the glass. Thunder
boomed outside and lightning flashed across the sky.
“You think Tommy’s ok?”
Wilbur had sat down beside him, his head leaned against the glass.
“Well he already knew it was gonna storm. He’s probably holed up in a shop or something,” Techno chuckled a little. “Even though he’s totally scared of storms,”
“Tommy?” Wilbur tilted his head. “Pft, he’s not scared of anything,”
“Hero worshipper,” Techno muttered and he grinned at Wilbur’s offended gasp.
Not like he didn’t look up to their big brother too but was Wilbur really that clueless?
He heard a knock on the door and the caw of crows outside. Him and Wilbur looked at each other as thunder boomed outside again.
“Should we get that or what?”
Wilbur looked at some raccoons sitting on the floor.
“Don’t tell Tommy!”
Great, Tommy had just started letting them stay home alone and they were already breaking the rules.
They both got to the door and stood at it.
Techno grabbed his training sword from the shelf beside the door and gave Wilbur a nod.
Then, Techno slowly opened the door and peeked out.
No one was there.
Well, no one was there until he looked down.
There, on the doorstep, was a box with a green blanket put on top.
“Don’t just stand there! Get it inside!”
Wilbur glared at him and Techno quickly picked up the box. He gritted his teeth at the weight but he managed to drag it into the house and onto the floor beside the couch.
He could’ve sworn he saw crows watching him from the trees as he pulled it inside.
“I swear if this is a dog or something,” Techno muttered.
“Then maybe Tommy will let us keep it!”
“Only if you give it a bath”
Wilbur stuck his tongue at him but they both went silent when they lifted the blanket up.
For what they saw inside was definitely not a dog.
Instead it was a baby all curled up in a green blanket with a little bit of blonde hair. Well, the blonde hair that Techno could see under the too big bucket hat on his head.
His little hands were holding on to a piece of paper and Techno carefully got it out of his hands.
“Hello, this is Philza,” he read out loud. “He’s a crow hybrid and he can’t talk well yet. His wings are just starting to come in. I can’t take care of him anymore so please take care of him and give him love,”
They both stayed silent at that and Wilbur looked over to the raccoons.
“Can you guys go get Tommy?”
The raccoons that were looking into the basket looked up at Wilbur’s words. Some of them chittered at Wilbur and ran out the door into the night. The rain had gone down to a sprinkling now so Techno supposed they would be fine.
The two boys looked back into the basket at the sleeping baby.
“Y’know he is an orphan,”
“Techno, I will punch you,”
“I’m just sayin,” Techno said with raised hands. Wilbur rolled his eyes.
“I’m gonna wait for Tommy at the door. You keep an eye on him,”
“Yeah yeah, I won’t obliterate him,” Techno said with a cross of his heart.
Wilbur left to sit on the doorstep and Techno looked back down into the box.
“So, Philza eh,” he said. “I kinda like the name Phil better,”
Then, Phil yawned and his eyes popped open. He looked up at Techno, blue eyes blinking at the light.
Techno leaned a little closer and then Phil did something that sure surprised him.
He looked up at him and giggled. A warm sounding giggle as he reached his little hands out to him.
Techno wasn’t good with kids, even he could admit that. He’d figured it out when Tommy had brought over the neighbor’s kid to babysit and he made her cry with just one look.
Tommy said he had glared at the girl but she had been yammering on and on and on.
It wasn’t Techno who was good with this kind of stuff. It was Wilbur, who had sung a silly song in order to cheer her up. It was Tommy, who had told joke after joke until she was laughing so hard she had a coughing fit.
It certainly wasn’t him, seeing as he had gone to his room and locked the door.
So why was he reaching out and smiling at him?
Techno reached a finger out and Phil immediately grabbed onto it.
Techno watched as Phil squeezed his finger with a squeal of delight.
Techno wondered why anyone would want to abandon this kid.
Maybe he could convince Tommy that Phil would be nice to have around.
“So you weren’t joking then?”
Techno turned around and there was Tommy, looking very wet and very annoyed.
“The one time I leave you two alone and shit like this happens!” He said as he looked into the basket.
“Aw, I think he likes you!” Wilbur said with a grin as he tried to get Phil to grab his finger.
“Ha, he likes me better,” Techno said and Wilbur crossed his arms with a huff.
“Can we keep him Tommy?” Techno said and they both looked at him. “Well, there’s no reason for you two to look so surprised about it,”
Phil looked up at the two and yawned.
“Alright, guess we’ve got another one” Tommy said and he gently picked up Phil from the box. Phil let out a small whimper as Technogot out of his grasp. “Welcome to the Innit household!”
Phil looked around with wide eyes and a quivering lip.
Then, he burst into tears.
The other three winced at his cries as Phil frantically reached his hand towards Techno.
“I guess he really likes you huh?” Tommy said.
“You’re like his mama bird!” Wilbur said and Techno felt his face turn red.
Tommy handed off Phil to Techno, who fumbled with him a little as he tried not to drop him.
“What if I drop him though?” Techno said as Phil giggled and grasped at his shirt. “What if I get him hurt?”
“You’re doing fine mama bird,” Tommy said and Techno glared at him.
Still, Techno looked down at Phil’s head resting on his chest and he felt an odd warmness in his chest.
“I guess you’re not that bad,”
He supposed he could live with one clingy little brother.
Yeah, little brother. He liked the sound of that.
“I’m gonna keep you safe,” he whispered to Phil.
“I promise, I’m gonna give you the world someday,”