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"Wil?"

"Mmm?"

"I know after what happened yesterday your kinda upset so... do you just wanna hang out at my house and do whatever. We could just make out all day but i mean we could cook or go out or something. Do whatever you want." Quackity smiled.

"Yes pleaassseee."

"Oki doki, do you wanna do it today."

"Yes!" Wilbur said excitedly, grabbing Quackitys hand and pulling him downstairs.

"Dad i'm going to Q's for the day." He called.

"Ok, text me if you want picking up."

Wilbur rushed out the house, barely giving Quackity time to put his shoes on.

"Woaw, calm down."

"Sorry, i'm excited." Wil smiled.

"So what do you wanna do?"

"Can we make brownies or cake or something?" Wilbur asked, practically jumping up and down from excitement.

"Yeah sure." Alex smiled. "Which one?"

"Uhmmmmmmm... can we make cookies?"

"Of course love, my mum's out all day. We need to grab some stuff though as i don't think i have chocolate chips." Quackity said.

"Did you say that randomly orrrr..."

"No, i know chocolate chip cookies are your favourite."

Wilbur jumped up and down excitedly. "Ok, let's go get stuff."

And he ran off.

Quackity chased after him.

"Love, calm down, remember, binder. Breathe." He said, stopping Wilbur.

Wilbur stopped and breathed and smiled at Alex. "Thank you Q. Also i'm fine. Just excited."

"Ok just don't murder your ribs mi amor, that would not be fun."

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"Dad i'm taking Tubbo and Tommy to the park and lunch." Techno said.

Phil popped out from round a corner. "Ok. Do you have your phone?"

"Yes dad-"

"Lanyard and communication cards? Emergency charger? Money? Don't forget to take breaks with your binder and-"

"Dad, calm down, i'm fine. Look." Techno said.

"Phone." He held up his phone.

"Lanyard with Communication cards. My bag is packed with ear defenders of different types for me and Tubbo, a portable charger, my wallet and i have a jumper. Ok? We're gonna be fine."

Phil sighed: "Ok, i'm just worried about you."

"I know dad." Techno smiled. "I'll see you later."

He walked off towards the front door and Phil could hear "oi Tommy, stop attacking tubbo with your shoe." Before the door opening and closing.

"Phil?" Kristin called.

"Yeah?" He replied, following her voice to the kitchen.

"Do you want some lunch?"

He stood in the doorway and stared at the counter.

"I'll uhm... i'll eat later." He said, trying to ignore the fact he was actually hungry.

"Love," Kristin said, walking up to stand infront of him. "You haven't been eating a lot recently."

"With all the stuff with wil i just- i feel bad for not noticing and-"

"Hey. I know, it's not your fault for not noticing. Did you notice when this happened with Techno?" Kristin asked.

Phil though for a second.

"No."

"Did that make you any less of a good parent?"

"I mean i didn't-"

"No, no it did not Phil. Techno still loves you and you're still his dad. It's not your fault it's not obvious. The only thing you can do now is help. Don't think about how you could've done better."

Phil nodded slightly.

"Now, can you try eat some lunch? I can make you a sandwhich and if you want more we can make more. If you don't, then you tried, ok?"

Phil nodded before hugging Kristin.

"I wanna help you before it gets so bad i can't." Kristin muttered.

"I know Kris. Thank you."

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"I can't do it." Phil said, hitting his head on the table, narrowly missing the plate of ham sandwiches.

"You can." Kristin said.

"I can't kris." He muttered into the table. "My brain makes me feel like shit everytime i do eat and i don't like it."

Kristin just hugged Phil.

"Look, you've eaten a bit, that's good. We can keep working on it, ok?"

"I don't- i don't wanna keep working on it. I don't wanna have to deal with it. I just- i don't wanna have to be here Kris." Phil said, tears seeping into the wooden table.

"Hey, we're gonna get through this."

"And what if we don't? What if i'm making this all up? What if it gets really bad? What if- What if i end up-"

"Hey, no. Don't think like that. We're gonna do it, ok? I will help you, alright?" She hugged Phil again.

Phil lifted his head off the table.

"Ok." He smiled weakly.

He went to eat more before stopping himself.

"I- I want to but- but-"

"Go on, if your hungry, go ahead. We can watch a film after, distract you, ok?"

He nodded weakly and took another bite, staring at the wooden surface of the table.

He shook his head and hugged Kristin again.

She smiled slightly.

"Let's go watch a movie, ok? You can pick."

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"Wil."

"Yes Q?" Wil said as they got back to Quackity's house with all the things to make cookies and brownies if they had time.

"How longs it been since you put your binder on?"

"Uhm... like... 4 hours?"

"Can you take it off for a bit. Just to be safe please? We don't have to do anything. We can bake later. I just don't want you hurting yourself."

"Mmm. Ok. Can we watch a movie while i do? And then put it back on and bake after." Wil asked.

"Of course mi amor, do you need a jumper?"

"Uhm... yeah..."

"Ok because i have about 50 of yours upstairs. Help yourself." Quackity said.

"You say that like i'm borrowing them from you. They're my jumpers..."

"I know. I stole them."

"Your mean." Wilbur said.

"I know." Quackity smiled before dragging Wilbur up the stairs to his room. "Actually you can have some of them back."

"Have you run out of room in your closet?"

"No. You haven't worn them in ages and they don't smell like you anymore."

"Wow thanks Q." Wil smiled.

"No problem love." Quackity said, kissing Wil before sitting down on his beanbag to wait for Wilbur."