《Private school || dnf》Puffy and Phil
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"Class, you can go. George, stay here." Oh shit. Welp, wish me luck. Who am I even talking to? No one can wish me luck, I just asked myself to wish myself luck. I'm going insane. I nodded and looked towards the front of the class, the room was basically empty now there's just a few fucking snails walking towards the door. I stood up and grabbed my bag, might as well get them, I'm not staying in here forever. I walked towards Mrs Puffy slowly, so slow I mad as well not be walking towards her. Also when did I sit down? I swear I was at the front of the class a few minutes ago.. I would stay sat down but last time I did that in a old school the teacher wasn't very happy, I don't know why maybe he had a fear of desks? Or was he just mad that I made a kid cry and drew on the tables? I don't know but I'm guessing he didn't like tables.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" She asked setting a pile of papers on her desk. "I'm um- I'm sorry." She looked up from the paper and tilted her head, "Pardon?" I sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for sliming you, for making you cry that one time in England, for calling you a whore, for not listening to you and for everything basically. I'm sorry." She looked surprised. "Oh. Thank you, for that but can I ask why?" I don't blame her for being surprised, I never apologise. "My dad told me about your son, Dream. Then Dream told me that Tubbo was his brother and I know about Schlatt and it just made me- well pissed. I also felt bad because you have to deal with him and me and it's not fair." She sighed and walked over to me.
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I flinched when she raised her arm because whenever an adult comes towards me they normally hit me so I was surprised when she hugged me. Really surprised. "Oh George, I know how close you and Tubbo were, and I know how close you and Dream are. I forgive you for everything but please don't worry about my son, his father isn't a nice man and I'm trying to help him but it's been proven more difficult than I thought." I can tell she's crying, I don't blame her. Schlatt's a dick, who in the right mindset hits their kid? I can help him though, "I also wanted to talk about that, if you let me I can ask Phil to adopt Tubbo and he'll be safe! Phil will let you see him and he'll be here as well! With me, Dream, Tommy and you! Please say I can." I begged, she sighed and pulled away from the hug.
She stared at me for a while, I'm guessing to think before she sighed. "How would you convince Phil to help my son?" Is she stupid? Oops. I mean, is she joking? I totally meant to say that. "You know his sons, Techno, Wilbur and Tommy?" I ask, she nods. "Well they wouldn't be his sons if I didn't ask Phil to help them." I smile proudly, she smiles as well but not as much. "You promise this will work?" She asks, this time I nodded. "Positive. Phil loves him, so does Tommy so he'll never say no." She smiled and hugged me again. "Thank you." She sniffled. I hugged back, "Don't worry about it."
—time skip, :o imagine—
"Phil! Phil!" I yell knocking on his door. He doesn't answer, so I knocked again. "Phil!" I yelled, I smiled when the door opened and a very tired Phil stood looking down at me. "What George?" Jeez moody asshole. I frowned and pushed past him walking into the office. He sighed and closed the door. I don't think he's in a good mood. Oh well, suck it up old man. "So Phil. I was wondering, how would you feel about helping a child from a shitty household? The mother has already agreed to it and the dad is an asshole and probably won't remember the conversation the next day." He seemed to like that, his head shot up and I think he might of broke his neck but he seems a lot more awake now.
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"Who? How old? Name? Where?" Okay, straight to the point I guess. "A good friend, 16, Tubbo, England." He seemed to like the person even more. "And his mum said it's okay?" He asked. "Yup! I have an idea of how we can get him as well!" He nodded and sat down. "Okay, tell me." I smiled and nodded.
It's going to be okay.
Tubbo will be safe.
He'll be happy, Dream will be happy, Tommy will be happy. Everyone will be happy. I'll get Tubbo back and then go back to ignoring Dream. Cant be that hard right? Also I got out of the Fundy situation, that was easy. I beat a bitch for free!
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