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Tommy wasn't quite sure how he got here; he was out with tubbo. tubbo was hammered. He couldn't even walk straight. Tommy was trying his best to get tubbo home but it wasn't going well. It had been well over an hour of this
“Cmon tubbo we need to go home” tommy begged as he had for an hour
“Nooo im fine” tubbo slurred
“No you're not you can barely walk and you look like you're going to keel over any second” tommy chastised
Tommy was tired; he was a little tipsy himself so he pulled out his phone to call someone he wasn't sure who to call but he knew he couldn't call phil, their foster father as he was obligated to report this, he couldn't call techno he would sleep through the phone ringing so that left wilbur; he had almost finished dialing when tubbo started up with his protests again.
“Nooo don't call him we’ll get in trouble” tubbo whined
“We kinda have to we’re in no state to get home ourselves and he won't care at least it'll be better than calling phil” tommy said as tubbo shuddered at the thought of telling their shared foster father
Wilbur picked up “ughh tommy its 1 am what are you doing calling me”
“Well me and tubbo got a little drunk and can't get home by ourselves. Can you come get us?” tommy explained tacking on the question at the end
“Why didn't you call phil or techno for that matter” wilbur whined
“Because techno sleeps like a log and phil would have to report it” tommy explained
“Ok im coming where are you” wilbur said sounding exasperated
“We’re at the field off the highway” Tommy said. Suddenly tubbo pulled at his sleeve whining for his stuffed animal “and tubbos regressed so can you grab the bag” tommy added
“Alright so let me get this straight you went out drinking; underage i might add. somehow got drinks ended up in a field with a regressed tubbo and need a ride home” wilbur asked him sounding frustrated and maybe a little mad
Tommy cringed “yes?” he phrased it like a question
“We’re having a serious conversation tomorrow” wilbur sighed as he said it “im probably going to have to tell phil it'll be better if you tell him not me” wilbur advised
“I know we’ll figure that out tomorrow. I'm not sober either. Are you on the way?” tommy said
“Not yet, do you need your bag too?” wilbur asked
“Yeah probably” tommy answered
“Ok i'm walking out the door do you need anything else?” wilbur double checked
“A few water bottles?” tommy asked
“Already have some” wilbur quipped back
“Ok” tommy responded
“Tommy i'm glad you called me but jesus christ” wilbur sighed
“Yeah yeah i know” tommy said
“Can you hold down the fort tubbo wise until i get there in” wilbur checked his gps it sounded like “ten minutes? Maybe fifteen” he asked
“Yeah i think i can” tommy told wilbur
“Call me if that changes” wilbur firmly said
“I will” tommy quietly said
Wilbur hung up with a final goodbye
“Tubbo do you want to sit down” tommy asked him
“Mhmmm” tubbo said as he nodded his head
“Ok let's sit down” tommy mumbled trying to find a dry spot in the field
Tommy picked up tubbo bridal style and tubbo started giggling he sat down and cuddled into tommy “ok buddy wilbur will be here in ten to fifteen minutes lets rest until then”
Tubbo and tommy ended up falling asleep for a few minutes until wilbur showed up
“guys c'mon you gotta wake up and drink some water” wilbur said gently as he woke them up handing each of them a sippy cup of water “tubbo do you think you can walk”
“Nu uh” tubbo answered his question
“Alrighty up you go” wilbur said as he lifted tubbo into one arm; tubbo swore he was magic like that when in reality wilbur started working out to do things like this. Wilbur held out the other hand for tommy to hold heading towards his car
By the time wilbur, tubbo and tommy got into the house it was nearing two am and the boys were near hanging off wilbur
“Ok boys you can go to bed once you take some medication” wilbur explained
“Nu uh don't wanna go to bed don't wanna take meds” tommy whined a bit too loudly for two am
“Tommy it's two am i need to go to sleep because it’s really late i can't leave you two alone” wilbur attempted to reason “i can give you some juice with your meds and to sweeten the deal i can put a tv show on while you finish your water” he added hoping to talk tommy into it
Tommy caved “okie i'll take them but i dunno about tubbo”
“I can deal with tubbo don’t worry too much about him” wilbur said
Wilbur handed tommy two tylenol and some juice saying “drink some of your water too it's good for you and please go sit on the- in my room in front of my computer” wilbur had been planning to have him sit on the couch but realized mid sentence that was too risky
Wilbur turned to tubbo who looked like he was about to pass out. It would be too risky to give him medication but he was the drunkest and needed it the most but he put it off until morning as he didn't have any liquid medication.
“Alright tubbo it's time for you to go to bed cmon” wilbur said gently
“Mpph” tubbo mumbled
Wilbur set up bluey for tommy it was his favorite cartoon while little after all; after he set it up for tommy he set tubbo up for going to bed putting him on his side with some pillows around him to hopefully prevent him from ending up on his back. As he watched Tommy finish his water and juice he corralled him to bed telling him to lay down on his side. After everyone was settled he turned out the light and went to sleep.
However that didn't last long he woke up to the sound of retching, as he expected it was from tubbo he hurriedly woke him up and rushed him to the bathroom holding his hair back from getting covered in vomit he helped tubbo brush his teeth and gave him some water and got them both to bed he wasn't even sure what time it was. when he checked the clock it said five am and boy was this a long night. He definitely needed to talk to Tommy and tubbo in the morning.