#tiny tommy

“Can you put me down you prick?! I’m not gonna freeze I swear!!!” Tommy said with huff as Wilbur scooped him up.

“After the last time it snowed? I don’t think so.” Wilbur responded as he tucked the little human close to his chest. 

“But Wiiiiiiilllll!! I’m not even outside this time!” The giant always tended to get extra clingy around this time of year. His instincts in high gear and on Tommy the second he was awake, worried that Tommy wasn’t warm enough. Tommy didn’t blame him though. Not when he literally met Wilbur in the midst of a snow storm. He hadn’t meant to lose the trail and get stranded in Giant territory, but stuff like that always seemed to follow the Great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit! He’s just lucky that the giant had found him in the snow before he became a frozen popsicle. And even luckier that this Giant didn’t eat humans. So yes, Tommy understood that Wilbur was going to be a little extra cautious about him almost dying of Hypothermia again. But he didn’t have to be so damn cuddly and touchy all the f***** time!!

“Wilbur I’m fine! I’m not gonna get cold! The fires going and keeping everything nice and toasty warm, so stop being a d*** and put me down!!” Tommy said as he squirmed in Wilbur’s hold.

“Tommy. You are literally the most chaotic little gremlin I’ve ever seen. If I put you down, I guarantee you’ll be screaming for help in less than five minutes trying not to freeze your a** off!!” In retaliation, Tommy started biting and scratching at Wilbur’s hand. It didn’t hurt of course, but Wilbur found it cute watching the attempt at escape. He loved Tommy like a brother and ever since he found him had sworn to protect him no matter what, his instincts often being a little overbearing at keeping the chaotic child safe. And if that meant holding onto him for hours at a time, then he’d happily oblige. So what if he had to do his work with one less hand? He’d take holding Tommy any day. That and his instincts kept screaming at him to keep the human close.

After a few minutes Tommy eventually resigned himself to his fate and just chilled in Wilbur’s hand. Though he’d never admit it, he secretly loved it when Wilbur would hold him. He felt safe knowing nothing could hurt him when he was with the giant. He didn’t have to worry about anything and could just be content with his pseudo brother. Staying with the giant being the best decision of his life after their first initial meeting. 

Tommy stayed in Wilbur’s hand all day. They chatted while Wilbur did his chores, Wilbur singing songs to Tommy, Tommy sharing wacky insane ideas with Wilbur, all the while the giant's instincts to keep the human close not faltering once. As day turned to dusk and dusk turned to night, Tommy eventually curled up in Wilbur’s hand. Snuggling in as he fell asleep, hugging one of Wil’s fingers close. Wilbur had to resist the urge to coo at the small sleeping human in his hand. Tommy was so small, so fragile but you’d never guess he had such a boisterous personality and was as lively as what he is. Slowly and carefully, Wilbur made his way to bed, getting in and tucking the human close to his heart. He sighed contently knowing nothing could hurt his brother, his instincts finally satisfied. 

“Good night Tommy.” Wilbur whispered quietly as he drifted off to sleep. The brothers comfortable in each other’s warm embrace.\

WOOOOOOOOOOOOO I MADE ANOTHER FIC!!!!! THAT'S 2/3 POSTED!!!!!

Technoblade should have known this was going to happen, the moment he got attached to the tiny family.

The Piglin hybrid watched as Tommy managed to flip himself on his stomach and move his wings, arms and legs but not get anywhere.

Ranboo seemed to be asleep at the moment, laying curled on the little quilt Kristen brought out.

Tubbo...was gone again...

Technoblade froze and listened carefully, relaxing when he picked up the sound of Tubbo's movement. He was still near, but far enough so the piglin could move.

Something that worried the giant was that if he were still a hunter, these three would give good prices on the market.

A shiver of fear and bile rose up, leaving him uncomfortable and growling.

He was isolated and away from that life but he can be found, his little family would be in danger.

His worry soon left when he felt a sharp pain on his tail, he threw his head back and took a deep breath. Looking down to see Tubbo, biting Technoblade...again.

Gently the giant grasped his tail and current occupant to separate the two.

"Tubbo, what did we say about biting?" A high pitched giggle and a flap of tiny brown wings brought a smile to his face.

Techno pressed his nose gently against the toddler, snorting as he giggled harder.

"Alright pups, time for bed. Ranboo is already asleep but you two obviously need encouragement." Pressing his nose against Tubbo gently, Technoblade lifted the box he made into a comfort zone and placed it on the floor.

First he placed Tubbo after taking his scent, scooting him gently near the small plushies.

Ranboo was next, the giant had already took his scent but enjoyed the way the child would relax in his hold.

Tommy was last, mostly because he can more often than not squirming and moving in the box. It disrupts the other two, but if their quiet and down so is he.

The Piglin is gentle as he tucks them under a blanket, rumbling as he reached for his book.

Wilbur was getting flying lessons tonight with Phil and Kristen, and Phil was a size shifter so Technoblade didn't have to worry about setting up their dinner.

The Piglin Hybrid didn't even last the first page.

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Philza was fighting a coo.

Kristen had alerted the boys that it was late and they should relieve Techno of the babies.

The Piglin was on his stomach with his large arms wrapped protectively around the box he made for the younger trio.

Seeing this large Piglin brute be so gentle with him and his family warmed Philza's heart.

His wife had no problem cooing and awwing as Wilbur joined.

Using his communicator, Phil took a picture. Knowing full well that if Technoblade found out he would be stuck in a jar for a bit.