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Tobi & Travis
I would also like to note because I obviously don’t have requests lol i put names in a wheel and spinned and got tobi and travis! And thank you to gray for proof reading this so it was readable ily /p

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PROMPT: Character B goes to A’s room to grab something, only to stumble upon A’s little gear.

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Travis was an age regressor; only the two people he lives with, Noah and Cooper, knew this. They didn’t really understand it at first but they came to learn about it, trying to understand the best they could. But Schlatt had told them that they want to go on another trip all of them this time, down to Australia to see The Misfits, just normally without the whole camping thing.

While packing Travis stopped, worrying about accidentally regressing while there, so with that in mind, he packed his dog plush, a monkey themed pacifier and a soft dog themed baby blanket and put them in his bag with his clothes. He finished packing everything else he’d need for the two week long trip they’re taking out to Australia. When he was done he decided it was already midnight, which was not good because he had to be up at 4am to be able to catch a 6am flight. So he set his alarm and went to bed.

It feels like it had been only minutes but it was the four hours, he heard the beep beep beep that was his alarm. Travis got up with a whine and sat up, staring at the wall across from his bed for at least thirty minutes, which was not the brightest thing he’s ever done, but he was small in his defence!

Noah had to poke his head in to make sure he was up, “Uh.. Trav, buddy, we leave for the airport in like, half an hour, you need to get ready and maybe try to be big before we meet up with the rest of the guys?” He said noticing the other boy was holding one of his stuffed animals really close.

Travis nodded and mumbled, saying “I be up.” Noah nods then quietly shut his door, Travis goes to his closet and changes into a plain white hoodie and some sweats, sighing thinking about the 15 hour flight that's to come, knowing the jetlag, that’ll be no fun.

Travis shook his head and sighed as he felt himself fall out of little space, grabbing his bag and as he was about to shut his bedroom he looked over his bedroom, seeing his messy bed and slightly messy bedroom. He thought about how this’ll be the last time he’ll see his bedroom for two weeks. He frowned slightly at that thought, but shook his head and shut his door. He walks down to the kitchen after brushing his teeth and packing the bathroom things, seeing Cooper and Noah eating toast, Travis gets a little bowl of dry cereal and sits with them.

“Mornin’ trav.” Cooper says to the boy sat on the floor eating his dry cereal.

“Gmornin.” He mumbles back, no one else saying much more until they have to leave.

Cooper, being the only one with a licence, drove them to the airport. The three met Ted, Schlatt and Charlie at the waiting area. By then it was 5:45 so they had time to just sit and wait for boarding, though there wasn’t much talking outside of Charlie and Ted because apparently they’re morning people which, none of the four others are, so they’re falling asleep on their feet. Soon enough though it was time to board the plane, when they got on unsurprisingly there wasn’t many people on that flight. Travis, Noah, and cooper all sat together while Schlatt, Ted, and Charlie all sat together. Travis got a window seat, Cooper got the middle seat and Noah got the road seat. Travis yawns and looks out the window, leaning against it as it takes off. A few minutes later the boy ends up falling asleep to the soft hum of the plane.

Soon enough Travis was being shook awake, saying they landed. So with that they got off the plane, going through everything and meeting Cam and Mason at baggage.

“OI, GUYS!” Travis cringed at how loud Mason was, already having a headache. He didn’t really pay much attention, waiting for them to leave, just wanting to rest.

“Trav? Earth to Travis? Hello??” Shaking his head he looks up at Cam trying to get his attention,

“Hm?”

“I was asking if you if you were coming, everyones already gone ahead.”

“Oh, uh yea! Yea let’s go!”

Soon enough after an hour long drive everyone arrived at some air bnb that everyone was staying at. It was pretty big but people still had to share rooms for obvious reasons. Travis and Cooper shared one, Schlatt and Noah shared one, Ted and Charlie in another, Mason and Cam in another, Matt and Jay shared one, and finally Tobi and Swagger shared one.

“ ‘m tired, I'm gonna lay down probably.” Travis says to Cooper, the blonde boy nods at him not really thinking much of it since it was a long trip, and jet lag was probably hitting like a truck. So with that Travis went to lay down. He was already regressing because of the big change and so he got out the little gear he brought, not thinking much of it and forgetting to lock the door. Soon the small boy falls asleep.

Cooper, not thinking much of it, asked Swagger to go grab something for him from his bag, which was in the room he and Travis were sharing. It wasn’t until he heard Swagger say “what the fuck.” Did he and Noah realize his mistake, but they didn’t wanna panic anyone or anything so they didn’t do anything, just sitting and continuing what they were doing.

Swagger came back, “Tobi I need help with uh, something, please?”

From the tone of the masked man's voice, they knew. But Tobi got up and she followed Swagger, the shorter of the two pointed at Travis,

“Dude look!” Tobi raised her eyebrow at him; but she looked nonetheless.

“be quiet Swaggersouls, he’s asle- what the.. Oh.”

Travis had sat up at that, the still small boy confused at the noise thinking he locked the door, but his heart dropped, he had a stuffed animal in his arms and a pacifier in his mouth. Tears welled up in his eyes, shaking his head, he was caught, oh no, he was caught.

“Swags, go to the living room, bring Cooper his thing, um, tell them I went to lay down or something.” Tobi asked, and without another word Swagger nodded and did just that, shutting the door behind himself.

“Trav, can- can I sit on the bed or would you prefer I not?” The women had asked gently, Travis just shrugging. So with that she sat on the bed,

“What, are you okay? Why’re you crying..?” The boy looked so small in that moment, not exactly in a physical way because he’s short and smaller than most that he’s around, but the blankets and hoodie, and his stuffed animal and…. Pacifier? And the fear in his eyes made him look fragile almost.

From around the thing in his mouth, he mumbled “ ‘m sorry… weird..” in a small voice.

Tobi awkwardly smiled, “you’re not weird, this… I mean, I never expected to be in a situation like this? But I won’t– I wouldn’t judge you. What, is this?” The taller of the two had asked, trying to be gentle with the boy in front of herself.

“Little, I small. Ask coopie, no, know explain ‘s”

And with that, she left the room and pulled Cooper aside to talk to the blonde about what that was.

Cooper ended up explaining everything to her, to the best of his knowledge of it from Travis already. And soon after Tobi relatively understood it, and that Cooper AND Noah would ‘beat the shit out of you if you’re an ass.’ Keeping that in account, she went to go talk to Travis again, this time with a strategy! If he’s apparently mentally a child right now, and will act like one, then obviously apologizing to a small child includes sweets. So with chocolate chip cookies in hand, she sat with Trav again.

“So, uh- talked with Cooper! I understand it pretty well, and.. I got cookies for you as an apology for making you upset, bud!”

Travis grinned, and grabbed it from her “thank you Tobi!!” The little said with excitement as he ate the cookie.

“I will, if it’s something you’re comfortable with, explain what this is to swagger if you want so he doesn’t- be an idiot and take it the wrong way?” Tobi said to the smaller boy. He slightly shrunk in on himself but nodded.

“want you explain swags..” And after a few more confirmation things Tobi went to explain it to Swagger, of course he was a little dumb and took a bit more to figure out what little space even WAS but soon the masked man came to an understanding about it.

By the end of the two week trip, two more people knew about Travis’ little space. Now he had four whole people he could talk to while little! Trav was incredibly excited about it, but Cooper did end up giving Swagger the same talk and threat he gave Tobi. But all in all, the trip wasn’t as bad as Travis had thought it would be, and actually had a lot of fun in the end.

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“Traaav, c’mon buddy, you have a friend now! You gotta get up and get ready so you and coopy can go and have that playdate!” Noah said to the regressed boy in front of him, the smaller of the two was a little huffy and nervous.

The nerves were fair, Travis had never had a little friend before! But this little friend was someone they have known for years now, Mason! And he had a caregiver, it was Matt. Obviously they’d be fine, but the brown haired little was more nervous.

“Wha’ if don’t like, travie tiny?” Noah’s heart could’ve broken at that, knowing Travis has been through a few rejections because of his little space. Giving the boy a gentle smile, “buddy, Mason regresses like you! And matt takes care of him like me and coopy take care of you.”

Nodding, “oka’... I get ready go see Masy an’ Matt, Noah.” Travis says slowly, getting up. “Alright kiddo! Coopy’s waitin’ in the living room for whenever you’re ready!” And with that Noah left the room.

Travis, walking over to his closet and looking through clothes, trying to decide what to wear. After a little looking, because of course he just HAD to look at everything! How else was he supposed to make such a choice? He had decided on wearing a nice loose pair of overalls that were a dark blue with brown patterned patches all over, a strippy white and brown teeshirt, and a brown hoodie with dog ears on the hood! Plus blue socks with shoes.
After getting dressed and doing the important bathroom things, going to the living room and announcing, incredibly loudly; “I ready!!” He grinned at the other two, seeing them sitting on their phones. Cooper looked up at Travis, looking him over. “You forgetting something Travie?” Asked the blonde to the smaller boy. Scrunching up his face, he thought for a minute… “OH! Bag an’ an’ doggy!” Travis announced in remembrance running back to his room.

“Remember walkin’ Trav!” Cooper called, trying to remind him of the rule, even though he knows its futile. The littles very forgetful. Chuckling softly, he texted Matt;
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Matt
Cooper: hi well b on our way soon

Matt: ok knock when u get here
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Not even a few seconds later, Travis came out, walking fast but not running, with his bag and stuffie. “I ready now!” Cooper nods, “Okay Travie, can I double check your bag just to be sure?” Nodding really fast, the little agrees to let him check and handing him the bag.

Noise cancelling headphones? Check.

Paci? Check.

Baby blanket? Check.

Extra thicker socks? Check.

Switch? Check.

“Hmm… Okay! Perfect, great job you got everything!” Cooper says giving the little a half smile and a high five. “We go noooow?” Travis whines at the blonde. Stifling a giggle, “say goodbye to Noah then we can go!” Travis’s eyes widened and he ran to Noah and threw himself on the other boy and hugged him. “Bye bye noah!!!! See yo’ later!!!”
Groaning quietly from the sudden weight of having a Travis basically deadweighting on himself, “Bye bye buddy, be good for Coopy and Matt. Have lots of fun!” He said to the little, ruffling his hair a little bit before Travis got up. The disgruntled little pouted at the ginger boy, while the two caregivers chuckled at him.

“Go noooow!” Travis said, grabbing coopers hand. “Okay okay, go now.” Grabbing his keys on the way out. Opening the back driver side door of his car for Travis, letting the boy get in before helping him buckle up. Then with that, the blonde got in the front seat and starting the car up, buckling his seat belt and of they go.

After a few minutes of driving, Cooper looks back at the little through the rear view mirror. “You excited kiddo?” Travis grinned up at the blonde and nodded, “e’sited! Bu’ nervous.” Humming a little and nodding, “well it’s okay to be nervous! But you’ll be okay, you’re gonna have loooots of fun!”

They fell to silence after that, and soon enough they arrived at Mason and Matts house. “We’re here Travie!” Cooper says as he unbuckles himself getting out, going to open the smaller boys door. “Here!” Trav grins, a slight waver of anxiety in his voice. Unbuckling the little and helping him get out, carrying his little bag for him. “Coopy, hol’ han’ p’ease?” Travis asks in a shy voice. Smiling gently at the little, “of course kiddo!” He takes the littles hand and they walk to the front door together.

Knocking at the door, with the little hidden slightly behind himself. The door opened to a very excited and obviously regressed Mason and a tired but happy looking Matt. “HE’O!!!” The regressed Aussie says, or more yells, with excitement. Travis hides behind me shyly, waving. Matt put his hand on Masons shoulder, “Maso buddy how about you go wait in the living room and let them come in, yeah?” Mason huffed and whined about it but went anyway.

“Travie, kiddo why don’t you say hi to matty?” Cooper says softly, keeping the younger boy close to his side. In the quietest shyest voice Matt is sure he’s ever heard, Travis said “hi mis’r Matty..” As he said that he held his plush doggy really close to himself. “Hi kiddo, c’mon in. You and cooper can take off your shoes.” Matt says with a gentle smile, leading the caregiver and little inside the house.

Soon enough they were in the living room, “TRAV! Look’t!” Mason yelled excitedly to the other, holding up a white kitty plushie to show the other, grinning incredibly proudly. Trav perked up at that, and smiled a little wider. “Ki’y? Hava doggy!” And with that it was like they were in their own world for a while! Playing with toys together and all that. But soon came a disagreement, Mason isn’t very good at sharing and he’s older than travis, so it was bound to happen. “Mine!” Mason said taking a toy car out of Travis’ hand. Cooper and Matt had yet to notice from the kitchen where they’re talking. Travis froze and tears welled up in the boys eyes, and before Mason could even try to stop him from crying so he wouldn’t get in trouble the younger boy started sobbing. “I- I’m sorry! Look ‘ere, have it don’t cry ple-” “Mason what did you do?”

Mason froze, looking up at Matt and he started stumbling over his words; “Nothin’! I didn’t do anything he uh- Travie bonked his head!” Matt sighed, “C’mon, let’s go talk in the kitchen while Cooper takes care of Trav.” Mason looks down when he gets up and sulks behind Matt as they walk to the kitchen.

“Wanna tell me the truth now, buddy?” Matt said looking at the little, giving him that kinda parent look, like ‘if you lie to me again I’ll know and be not happy.’ So Mason mumbled out something, barely audible, “Masy say that again for me, c’mon.” Letting out a heavy sigh the boy said, “ ‘m snatched a car outta Travie’s hand…” Matt crouched down in front of him so that he could see Mason’s face while he looked down. “Maso we talked about this, taking from others isn’t nice and sharing is nice. You gotta say sorry to Trav, okay? I promise i’m not mad.” The blonde nodded, “Kay Matty I say sorry.”

The mentally 5 year old boy walked into the room where Cooper had calmed down the brunette who was cuddled up to him. “Travie, kiddo, Masy has something he wants to tell you.” Matt says gently as he stood next to the other little. Mason took a deep breath as Travis peaked up at him, “ ‘m sorry Travie, wasa meanie for snatchin’ the toy out of your hand..” Travis got out of his caregivers lap and stumbled up to Mason, hugging the older boy. “ ‘s kay don’ do ‘gan masy.” Mason giggled and hugged back.

“We all good now?” Cooper asked, hiding a smile as the two littles hugged. Travis nodded “Mh’ ca’toons?” Asks the tiny boy, the other little nodding in agreement. “Okay! How about…. How does Paw Patrol sound?” Travis lights up and nods, Mason shrugs. “Okay! Paw Patrol it is.”

The two littles and two caregivers settle down on the couch and watch Paw patrol together. Everyone certainly very happy.

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“PAPA WAKE UP!!!!”
A very regressed Charlie yelled sitting on top of Schlatt. Schlatt grunting at the sudden pressure, “Char it’s early let papa sleep.” He mumbled not opening his eyes. Now that just wouldn’t do, would it? So Charlie, grabbed his papas face and shook it gently, “‘s halloween papa, wakey!! Have loootttts to do!!!” With a light-hearted sigh, realizing he won’t be getting anymore sleep, Schlatt sat up.

Charlie, pulling his papa along

(“Charles walk slower, you’re gonna fall down”)

they made it to the kitchen. For breakfast, they were gonna have skeleton pancakes! “Papa when we dress up?” Asked the regressed boy, grinning with whipped cream all over his face. Schlatt, smiling at this. “Well, we gotta eat up then we’ll get changed.”

And soon enough they did! Charlie got in his cow costume, Schlatt in his farmer costume. Excitedly, Charlie grabbed his phone and called Ted. “TEDDY!” Yelled the smaller blonde. “Hey Char, happy halloween!” Soon they fell into conversation and Schlatt snuck away to start getting things ready.

Cutting up fruits, grabbing candy, even some cookies. Because they were gonna sit down and watch a halloween movie together! Soon they did, having lots of fun together. But it felt like the day had flown by.

Charlie, fighting sleep leaning on his papa’s shoulder. “Sleepy time?” Asked the taller man, as he picked up the basically asleep man and put him in bed, tucking him in.

“Happy halloween, Charles.”

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UH hello !! i dont think i ever did an intro chapter, um and that is probably a thing i should do !

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Who is the author?

okay hi, my names travis uh, he/ufo/pup prns ! i am part of a system and a minor (big surprise there lmfao) i feel like this is just APART of writing this sorta fanfiction, but i am autistic ! i am also, personally a little i age regress to cope lol.

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Changes?

Yes yes change? scary i know, but you wanna know what else is scary getting 600 hits on a one shot fic (ty guys :D) but i wanna expand this a bit ! this will still have agere one shots but its not JUST gonna be agere, i wanna expand, and do any kind? except nsfw guys i have friends who read this that would be embarassing (hi cooper) AND im assuming my boyfriend will find this, and also im sex replused and a Minor so, with that though this is a great transition topic. But another thing before that, i am opening this up to more than lunch club and misfits, you want dsmp? great. you want smp live? totally buddy. you want any fuckin mcyt thats mainstream that ppl know of? wonderful ill do it. But it's staying mcyt centric(misfits, lunch club, dsmp, smplive) :D

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Requests?

i DO accept requests, i take a while to write cuz i have trouble focusing and im trying to survive this semester of school lol, but i will get to them !! the criteria for asking, explain what you want (agere, angst, fluff, so on so forth just tell me what the base should be lol), who should be in it, if its non agere then tell me if its romantic platonic familial whatever.
Example: Hi i'd like to request a kinda fluffy one shot about Travis and Wilbur going on a date, it should be romantic please.
like that :p

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No I will not do that

Boundaries! these r very important to me :D i will NOT do:

-nsfw

-shipping minors or anyone uncomfy w that (or minors of the smp iykyk)

-sa, sh, basically anythin triggering

I may update these with time but uhmhkd thanks :D

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OKAY that is all thank you <3 if youd like to find me anywhere my twt might be the best place ! @HOUSEHlPPO on twt:D if you know me please dont BREATHe AT MY TWITTER /jov

ALSO ALSO if u like my writing check my acct i have another story thats multi fandom smile

-signing off chapter soon maybe :DD

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A future without anyone is a future Cameron had never thought he would live. What about yesterday, today and tomorrow could tell a person he’d be alone, dying. Dying felt tabboo for, a long time. Who ever thought about dying young? He certainly hasn’t. And suddenly he was, and he had nothing left to do but lay there. Lay there and think about his own life, about what was right and wrong. About the people he hurt, his boyfriend. Or I guess ex boyfriend, Matt. Matt, a name for a man who made him feel more alive than he ever well, has, and he messed it up. Cameron messed it up for himself and he knows this, but he can’t help but reminisce on his deathbed. Matt’s stunning, his beautiful blue green eyes, his wonderful dirty blonde; (“Cam! It’s more brown than blonde!” “Dirty blonde my boy.”) So much he’ll never get with the love of his life. His future husband, they were supposed to be, but the universe decided forever wasn’t for them.

It hurts, why can’t he breathe, breathing. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exh- cough. Coughing, why does it hurt so bad to cough? Oh, right.. I’m alone. Alones such a funny feeling, in his lifetime he’s never been as alone has he has been during adulthood, he was someone in high school. On the football team, good church, big group of friends, good grades, graduated top of his class. Then when high school ended, he got into the top university in his country, that’s when things started to slip from between his fingers, his father, Cam’s father. He had found out, he was experimenting with himself, fell in love with a boy in his computer science class, that boy? Matt. And well his father wasn’t happy about that, I mean what did he expect? Unconditional love was the hope but the wrath of an angry old man is much more than some can hope. His father refused to keep paying for his school as long as he dated Matt, as long as he pretended to be someone he shouldn’t. And well, his future was on the line, losing the love of his life or losing the chance at a good job? So he broke up with Matt and said some things he wish he never did, (“Cammy, I- thought you loved me?”) The heartbreaking cries of his lover, the glares from his friends, he lost everything and more and he couldn’t even explain himself. So he spiralled farther out than he ever has, started doing things he shouldn’t and now, here he is; in an ally bleeding out, struggling to breathe, struggling for anything. He wanted to live, he wanted to fix things, but everythings ending. Maybe it’s for the best.

Maybe Matt won’t have to live with a scared, and flaky boyfriend.
His friends won’t have to live with an angry person around them constantly.
His father won’t have a gay son.
It’s come to this? His birth a beautiful lively thing full of joy, his childhood and youth full of laughter and life, and his death? It’s just this. Alone in an allyway. Alone.

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale.

There laid a deadman, a man who just wanted to live, who just wanted a future, a good education, good friends, happy family and someone to love. But he didn’t do that, he wouldn’t get that.

A funeral where his father could pretend his son wasn’t what he was, his friends could realize what happened, his ex-boyfriend could learn the truth. And maybe in the back of the church, stood two people no one else could see, a woman and a young man. The woman looked older, tired, the man looked younger, just as tired. Mother and son, together again. Getting to witness a goodbye that shouldn’t have been, but that’s what it always was. Goodbye.

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Cam could feel it coming, he’s felt it coming since he woke up; that small feeling.
But he couldn’t regress today, todays busy. They were recording a new video that day, something about a yowie?
He wasn’t quite sure what a yowie is but you could only assume how the videos gonna be. A high energy video, oh, Cam does not have the energy for this today. Nonetheless they were there and starting.

Oh. My. God, the tall man is running on empty.
They’re taking a break from recording, apparently they’re going to some hunters house after this?
Not completely sure about it, but he’s sure if anything goes wrong he’s gonna regress.
The lanky man can feel it, so he’s just gotta be hopeful it’ll be fine.

Swagger had noticed things were off with Cam the whole day, he didn’t seem himself.
Tacking it up to him just being tired, but the helmet-wearing man still kept an eye on the other, just to be sure.

Soon they had just gone to buy some crazy some beer, “Are, you sure we have to do this?” Cam asks as they pull up to the house, it looking quite scary, full of cans and… skulls?
“Well yeah, there’s no backing out of it now!” One of the other boys had said.
They all felt uneasy about this, you could tell just from the atmosphere of the van.
But Swagger took notice of how.. Anxious Cam looked? Almost looking worse than before.
But they all went in anyway, really what else was there to do?

Swagger stayed close to Cam as they went in, and as soon as they went in, they both knew.
They both knew that the ginger boy wouldn’t last being here big.
After a little while, after a few furs, he couldn’t do it. And so, Cam ran out, straight to the van.
Without another word, Swagger ran after him. “Cam? Cam c’mon wait!” He called after the obviously regressing boy, they made it into the van together.
Cam sat curled up, almost silently if it weren’t for one phrase mumbled, “‘m sorry.”

Swaggers heart broke a little at this, “hey buddy, no reason to apologize.”
He said gently, more gently than anyone else has ever heard from the shorter man.
Though Cam recognizes the tone, his caregiver, that’s the tone he always uses with him when he’s small.
Cam looked up at the other, lip trembling a little as he rocks a little, almost trying to sooth himself. “Kitties,” Cam says before falling into a fit of sobs, and with that also tumbling into his caregivers' arms.
“Hey.. Hey now it’s okay, you’re okay, it’s okay Cammy.” Swagger says softly as he rocks the boy gently in his arms, “wan’ home.” The little says sniffling, “okay, we can go home. We’ll take the other car and we can finish recording another day little guy.”
Says the lower-voiced man, grabbing his phone and texting the others they were taking the other car back to the hotel they were staying at.

Then, with that Swagger walked the other to the car and helped him buckle in. Then getting in the driver's seat, pulling out, and beginning the 30 minute drive
to their hotel. But after a few minutes from beside him, the little says something that rebreaks the Americans heart.
“‘M sorry tiny again, ‘s silly.” He says, obviously seeming embarrassed by regressing, Swagger frowned a bit. “It’s not your fault Cammy, it never was. Todays been stressful and that was very scary, you were so brave my boy, such a brave little guy.”
The darker haired man rambles on. “Okay small?” Asks the taller but seeming so much smaller when he asks that. “Of course, it’s always okay to be small, I’ll always take care of you.” And soon they fell into a content silence, with a calmer little and caregiver.

They made it back, going back into their shared room.
‘God am I glad we decided to share a room.’ Swagger thought to himself, opening the door for the little.
“Okay Cammy sit down on your bed, lemme get you some water yea?” And they fell into the routine they normally have when Cam regresses, a drink, a snack, a cartoon, a snuggle (though Swagger would never admit it to anyone) and then Cam would rest;
so Swagger could rest too.

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Travis was excited, he just got out of a place he never wants to go back. Mandatory hold or whatever the cops said? Who knows but it sucked, the psych ward sucked, it drained the life out of the curly haired boy.
But he was home and he was excited! He has a caregiver, who’s only online usually because well he lives so far away!
He’s been his caregiver for years, more like family than a friend, parental when the littles well little, and brotherly when he’s big! BUT that’s not the important news, he’s coming to visit!
He’s flying allll the way from the other side of the world just to see him!

But with him coming, for the first time in person ever, Travis was nervous.
And he still was recovering, only being out from that hospital for a day and a half, but his pretty much brother was coming so he had to get ready!
So he did just that, double checking the room the other would be staying in, some last minute cleaning, showering, and getting ready.
And not even two hours later he was ready! But, he still had to wait another hour till he leaves for the airport. Gosh that’s like, ages!
So, with nothing else to do he sits down and scrolls on his phone for a while.

After a while the alarm went off! “Woah that was fast.” Says the brunette to himself, giggling with excitement as he grabs his keys and sweater.
Heading out to his car and beginning the drive; “Man am I glad I don’t live in LA anymore that would’ve been a painful drive.” The boy said to himself as he pulled into the airport. Heading inside to where he would be getting off, feeling his excitement and nerves bubbling up inside his chest.
He took a deep breath and walked into the airport, rocking on his feet nervously as he waited by some seats.
Looking down, he opened his phone when he felt a ding.

Mace: j got off, heading to baggage, see u soon

Trav: okay!!:D

Travis shook his hands out nervously as he waited not far from baggage for the other to come out, to see him, finally. He sat on his phone while waiting.
‘Waitings hard..’ The curly haired boy thought to himself, as he sat scrolling through twitter mindlessly.
His knee bounced slightly filled with nerves, feeling like there was a ball in his chest bouncing around. Then he got a text.

Mace: look up :]]

Travis’ eyebrows furrow with confusion, until he looked up, grinning excitedly. “Mason!” He said, getting up as he hugged the blonde.
“Hey Trav!” The Australian said, hugging back the American. “Hi mase!! Oh my gosh you’re really here.” He said excitedly, grinning at the other.
“I’m here! Now, lets get outta here, it stinks.” The taller blonde jokes as they separate from the hug. “Oh!! Yea c’mon!!”
The brunette giggles excitedly as he leads the way out.

Soon they’re at the car, getting in after they had loaded in Mason’s bags.
The ride back to Travis’ apartment was full of laughs, talking, catching up.
By the time they get back to the apartment after a long day it’s night time.
This is gonna be a great week….

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It was mid June, the school year was coming to an end and there sat a group, Travis, Schlatt, Noah, Ted, Cooper, and Charlie.
A group of seniors everyone at their small high school that everyone always sees together, but right now it’s the evening of grad day, they’ve all walked across the stage, they all had their respective parties with family, celebrating a big milestone. Now the skies turning red and pink, and they’re all sat in the back of Ted’s truck on an old back road surrounded by fields, Coopers car parked next to the truck, they all got their respective drinks and had just finished passing around a blunt.

“So.. We did it.”

Noah says, sipping on his red solo cup filled with god knows what. Cooper lets out a breathless laugh and nods, looking at the setting sun.
“My dad really didn’t think i’d graduate. No one did.” Cooper was a known stoner in their small town, a lot of their group were, but coopers dad was, to put it simply, a major fucking asshole. Everyone had something to push for;

Cooper wanted to prove his dad wrong, become something more than a drop out.

Noah wanted to get away from his alchie mom.

Travis wanted to get away from the school, the teachers.

Schlatt wanted to get away from his brother who was a piece of shit and his guardian.

Ted wanted to get out of their small ass hick town.

Charlie wanted to get away from foster care.

They all just wanted to get away.

This town fucked them up, it was a fight to survive, it was sneaking out during the night and meeting at the old run down playground because one of them didn’t feel safe at home whether it was because of the adults they lived with or it was because of themselves. They fought to keep each other above water, and now they’re getting closer to the shore.

“What now?” Travis asks, looking around at all the other boys, the people he grew up with, his best friends, his family.

“Well… Why don’t we leave?” Charlie says easily, with a shrug. “Leave? We can’t just leave, can we?” The curly haired brunette asks, bewildered.

“I mean, we’re all 18, we’re all graduated, none of us have anymore commitments here. We could!” Charlie says, smiling brightly as he explains it all.

Ted sat silently watching the exchange, looking over at Schlatt silently before nodding at his friends. “We can, we could load up all our vehicles as much as we can with basics, grab our important shit and we could leave tonight?”

Schlatt grins, a shine in his eye that hasn’t been seen in a while. “Let’s fuckin do it.”

“Wh- Really? We- We can just, leave?” Travis asks, awe in his eye, excitement in his voice.

“Let’s do it.”

And so, that’s exactly what they did, they all packed a suitcase and a backpack full of basics things they would need and they were gone. Ted, Cooper and Schlatt all had their own vehicles, so they divided. Travis rode with Schlatt, Charlie rode with Ted and Noah rode with Cooper, sitting on a call all together, not sure where they were all going but god did they feel alive. Soon everyone had gone quiet and was focused on driving, but in Schlatts truck Travis was watching the stars as Schlatt drove. Travis looked at the taller boy.

“Will you miss it?” He asks, his voice soft as he looks ahead, seeing coopers car in front of Schlatts on the highway.

“Miss what?” Schlatt asks, he wants out and he knows they all had, to be frank, a shit time growing up there.

“The good times, and maybe the bad. Like… you and Noah’s robot club and going to watch Charlie ‘n Ted’s theatre plays and Cooper’s slam poetry and just… The good y’know?”

Schlatt nods, smiling weakly, a hole in his chest there. “I- Yeah Trav, I will miss it. But we’ll find somewhere that feels even more like home.”

The smaller man nods processing his words, “yeah, you’re right.”

Then the two fell into a silence.

Minutes turned to hours, everyones passengers were asleep, but the sun was beginning to rise, enjoying their peace. But soon, the peace was interuppted by Teds phone buzzing over and over, then Schlatt’s and so on. Cooper looked at his phone, seeing it was his parents, and just declining. The blonde thought about his life so far, he’s freshly graduated, god and now he basically fucking ran away with his friends?

At least he’s with people who cares, they don’t care if he smokes, or if he can’t control his impulse or if he isn’t that good at math.

They care if he’s safe and if he’s taking care of himself;

They care about him.

After about an hour everyone’s phones stopped buzzing.

Then after another hour they find a small city to stop at, to take a break for breakfast. Everyone parks and gets out to go into the small cafe, everyone orders their breakfast.

From afar it looks like a group of teen boys that look a mess, eyebags and messy hair.

But if you knew them, they look happier than they ever have been.

They look free.

They may not know where they’re going but they’re always home with each other.

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okay hey hi i want to start this with fuck wilbur soot, please always support victims !!! he is no longer gonna be an individual that will be apart of ANY of my stories !!! he deserves to fall off the face of the earth and suffer for what he did to cause harm. support shubble !!

while im here i wanna also apologize for my lack of updates here ? ive been writing dadschlatt stuff thats pretty neat if you wanna look !! but im sorta losing interest in this like. flavour of cc? ive been majorly into qsmp i might write about that a bit, i know for sure im continuing my dadschlatt series though.

I'm posting the stuff about fuck wilbur here because itll reach a broader amount of people here, im not sure whats gonna come of this it's almost been a year since my last post so .. whatever LMAO
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