/3rd Person POV/

M/n walked down wooded steps, taking in all that was around him. Today was one of his days off of work, and he wasn't streaming. He could explore on his own. Walking through the server, he could only look around and admire. There was so much here, so much work had been put into all of this.

His eyes skimmed the land but stopped when he located a giant crater in the earth.

L'Manburg...

M/n felt his chest start to ache. He may not have been a member of the server when it had happened, but the destruction of L'Manburg still hurt. The members of the Smp had meant a lot to them, so he had felt their pain. They had loved this place so much, and they had to watch it be destroyed.

Stepping carefully through the rubble and debris, M/n found himself standing in the center of the crater. Humming to himself, he held his arms to his chest. His voice came out raw and scratchy as he sang at first, slowly smoothing out.

I heard there was a special place

Where men could go and emancipate

The brutality

And tyranny

Of their rulers...

M/n paused, should he really be singing this right now? He shook off the feeling, he needed to give some type of tribute.

He had to.

Well, this place is real

You needn't fret

With Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, Fuck Eret.

A very big and not blown up L'Manburg

My L'Manburg

My L'Manburg

My L'Manburg

My L'Manburg

For freedom and for liberty

Our nation sought to build on these

A victory for all under our freedom

Well the darkness came and then it went

We built a home and watched it sink

And from the rubble

Emerged my great

L'Manburg

My L'manburg

My L'manburg

My L'manburg

My L'manburg

M/n could feel someone's eyes on him now, but still, he continued.

With bloodied hands

And weakened knees

Our peoplе rose like

The phoеnix

Our empty fields and canals 'round

L'Mantree

With sweat and tears, we armed our ranks

We laid foundations in our land

And from every lip from here up to infinity

A pair of transparent eyes left M/n, going away with the rest of his body. It was nice to see someone still respecting L'Manburg. Now... where did he put his blue?

We sing L'Manburg

We sing L'Manburg

We sing L'Manburg

We sing L'Manburg

Looking around, he took notice of three people standing at the outside ring of the crater. Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo.

Trying to sneak by the boys became useless once Ranboo caught sight of M/n. The half-enderman waved him over, to which he complied.

"U/n!" Ranboo chirped, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"What?!" Tommy screeched, pointing at M/n, "That's U/n? He's tall as fuck!"

M/n snorted, "Nah, you're just smaller. Who knows? You may grow to be my size one day, kid." Tommy yelled that he wasn't a kid, which M/n ignored. "Are you guys streaming right now?"

"Yeah", Tubbo chimed in, "We were going to head to the nether to look for ancient debris. Would you like to come? It'd be a neat way for us to introduce you to our audiences."

"...Yeah sure, why not?"

-Timeskip-

M/n stepped out of the portal and onto the hard, red ground of the nether. Tubbo and Ranboo had supplied him with a few tools since he hadn't had the opportunity to make any. Ranboo got to work duplicating beds, while Tubbo waited for him to finish.

Tommy instantly went for the gold nuggets decorating the walls, saying something about wanting to trade with piglins.

The only problem was, he forgot to wear gold armor.

So M/n's attention was drawn away from digging, to see Tommy screaming while being chased by a large crowd of piglins. Climbing up the side of the tree, M/n waited. Eventually, as he had expected, Tommy ran by the tree. M/n, making use of his long arms, grabbed onto Tommy's shirt and hoisted him up.

Tommy opened his mouth to protest, but M/n covered it, shaking his head. The piglin mob ran by with angry squeals and grunts. M/n didn't release Tommy until the piglins were out of sight.

"Please be more careful next time", M/n said, looking at Tommy, "I am begging you."

Tommy looked at the ground, kicking a rock. M/n put his hands on Tommy's shoulders, making the younger lookup. He startled at the look in M/n's eyes.

Pure concern.

"Tommy", M/n said quietly, "Please. Promise me that you'll be more careful. I can't-" His voice cracked, "I can't watch a child die. I can't. I think it would actually kill me."

Tommy didn't say anything, but he just nodded. M/n sighed, ruffling the younger hair. "I'm going to check up on the other two, stay safe." M/n walked away, occasionally glancing back to make sure that Tommy was still alright. Thankfully, he was.

M/n found Tubbo and Ranboo struggling at the bottom of a large pit. "U/n, help!" Tubbo begged, reaching up, "We ran out of blocks!" "How in the hell did you forget blocks?" M/n asked, grabbing Tubbo's hands and hauling him up.

Concentrate.

M/n pulled Tubbo over the lip of the hole and reached back in for Ranboo.

"I don't know, we just ran out," Ranboo said, being pulled up. A hoglin screeched, causing M/n to jump and lose concentration. M/n's hand phased through Ranboo's for a second, before regaining his focus, snatching Ranboo's hand before he fell any further.

"What was that?" Ranboo squeaked out once he was pulled up. M/n wouldn't look him in the eye as he answered, "What do you mean?" He stuffed his hands in his pockets, ignoring the fuzzy feeling they were giving off.

"When you were pulling me up", Ranboo said, tilting his head, "I could have sworn your hands went through mine."

M/n bit his tongue, the shock of pain forcing his hands to become solid again. "If you want to see them, here", he said. Pulling his hands out of his pockets, he showed them to the confused ender child. "See? They're just my hands," M/n said, bopping Ranboo on the nose.

"U/n!" Tubbo called out, causing M/n to look at him. The boy was trying to reach an area of gold nuggets but wasn't tall enough. M/n wandered over, looking at the gold area. Then at Tubbo, then back at the gold. He then picked up Tubbo, who made a small "wee" noise and raised him up to the gold nuggets. Which Tubbo then dug out of the wall with a pickaxe.

M/n paused.

"Hold on..." He said, looking at the pick, "If you had a pickaxe, why didn't you just dig yourselves out of the hole?"

"Uhh..."

Ranboo let out a loud snort, which caused Tubbo to start laughing. Tommy wandered near, now clutching two potions of fire resistance potions, leather, some nether bricks, and magma cream. "What did I miss?" he inquired, placing his items in his inventory.

"Nothing", M/n snorted, "Just realizing that these two", he gestured over his shoulder, "Have a collective of four brain cells."

"Oh", Tommy said, "Well I could have told you that." He received an offended "hey" and "oi" from Ranboo and Tubbo, respectively.

"Chat", Tubbo said, "What do you think of U/n so far?" M/n waited in silence. He wouldn't lie; he was curious. Tommy coughed, laughing. "T- they said that you give off a fatherly vibe like Philza, but with chaotic energy."

M/n spread out his arms, "Finally, my life goal has been met. Be a father without actually having any children because they annoy me."

Ranboo pointed at a fortress, "Onwards!"

-Timeskip-

Philza walked through the server, wondering where his "children" had gone.

He got his answer soon enough.

A loud whoosing of a Nether portal caught his attention. M/n wandered out of the portal, followed closely by Ranboo. Tommy and Tubbo were tucked under M/n's arms, who was lugging them around like potato sacks. Everyone's armor was covered in grime, faces caked with soot.

"What happened to you guys?" Philza inquired to Ranboo, watching as M/n set down the two boys on the ground. He then proceeded to scold them, a lot.

"Tommy and Tubbo thought it would be funny to agitate the ghasts," Ranboo said, watching as M/n continued to lecture the other two, wiping their faces clean with a rag as he did so.

"Ah."

"That's U/n by the way." Ranboo said, "I think chat has unanimously agreed that you guys are sharing "custody"."

Philza shrugged, "Sure, gives me more time for myself."

"Ranboo!" M/n yelled, helping Tommy and Tubbo remove their heavy armor, "I require assistance."

"See you later Phil", Ranboo said before walking over to the others.

Philza watched, it was nice to see the kids happy...

-TBC-

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I hope you guys enjoyed your time with some of the minors! Also, have any members of the Smp said that they weren't comfortable with fanfics? I want to be respectful.