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It was a surprisingly busy day at Techno’s house. Wilbur was attempting to take care of the hound army. Niki moving resources around the place. Techno was off trading with villagers with Ranboo. Which left Phil with tending to everything else on his own. He normally wouldn’t mind since he did a lot of things on his own. But the past few days have been different since a certain person came around.
“Mr. Philza, what’s this?” asked a small pink haired lamb girl.
“That's an gapple, Rosie,” stated Phil, as he organized the many chests.
“And this?” she asked again.
“An emerald,” said Phil.
“This?” she asked again.
“ Piece of iron, dear” sighed Phil.
“Oh, and this?” she asked again.
“A chunk of coal” said Phil, placing a hand on his face.
“Why is the coal carved like this?” questioned Rosie, as she held up a new object.
“ROSIE, THAT'S A WITHER SKULL” yelped Phil, as he snatched the item from the small girl.
The small girl flinched back for a second causing Phil to cringe. He didn’t mean to get loud.
“Sorry Rosie, just don’t touch anything else” apoligzed Phil, as he placed the skull to the side.
“What should I do then, Mr. Philza?” questioned Rosie, as she was on a nearby chest.
“Did you finish the coloring book Ranboo gave you?” inquired Phil, closing the chest he was working in.
She nodded, which made Phil sigh and try to pick his brain. He could give her a word search but he is too busy to help her this time. Maybe he could send her outside with Wil but she hasn’t gotten used to the dogs yet. Techno still had conflicted feelings towards Rosie since she is technically an “orphan” that Phil happened to pick up. Ranboo seems to be pretty good with kids since he has his own son but he spends his time between Las Nevadas, the Antarctic Empire, & Snowchester so he can’t always have a kid glued to his hip.
Wait!
What does Ranboo do with Michael if he's so busy?
As if he was summoned, Phil and Rosie could hear the sounds of Techno & Ranboo’s banter from outside. The winged man made his way to the porch, with the sheep girl in tow. He came out to an interesting yet casual sight. Ranboo & Wilbur leaned over Techno as they read the paper he had in hand. The height difference was a little funny since Wilbur looked like he was sitting on Techno’s shoulder & Ranboo was a towering giant at the side.
“Welcome back, mates” greeted Phil, as he made his way down the stairs.
“Hi Mr. Technoblade, Hi Mr. Ranboo” addressed Rosie, as she stood behind the winged man.
“Hello” smiled Ranboo & Techno, speaking in sync.
“How was the trade trip?” asked Phil.
“We got some good deals, we even got frozen fish somehow” exclaimed Ranboo, as he placed a bag on the table.
“A bunch of enchanted books and more emeralds” listed Techno, as he continued scanning the paper.
“Did you get the ingredients and kitchenware for Niki, she said she needed some new ones?” asked Wilbur, as he scooped Rosie into his arms.
“Carl has some bags of flour and pans in his saddle bag,” stated Ranboo, gesturing towards the brown horse beside him.
“Sounds like you guys had a decent haul” said Phil, as he crossed his arms.
“Which means more for me to sort” he sighed, thinking back to the mess in the house.
“Don’t worry, we’ll help ya” interjected Niki, as she came up from behind.
The three men all nodded, affirmatively.
“Yeah, since Oldza can’t do everything on his own” retorted Techno, with a slightly smug look.
“Oh fuck off” scoffed Phil, with no fire.
“Let's get to it or else dinner might be late again” huffed Niki, as she picked up the box she was carrying.
“I really don’t want potato stew again,” shuddered Wilbur.
“I think it's good,” smiled Techno.
“That's because you are addicted, ya prick” argued Wilbur.
“I like it, does it make me prick?” asked Rosie, innocently.
“Does it, Wilbur?” gasped Techno.
“Wha- No it doesn’t Rosie, just Techno” stuttered the brunet.
“How cruel, how could you do this to your brother” cried Techno.
“Don’t do that” stammered Wilbur, as he bumped the piglin hybrid’s shoulder.
As the two bantered with the sheep girl, Phil pulled Ranboo to the side. The ender hybrid looked over confused.
“I have a question for you,” said Phil.
“Yes?” responded Ranboo.
“It's about Michael,” replied Phil, as he placed his hand together.
“Is it something bad?” asked Ranboo, concernedly.
“No, not really it's just-” started Phil.
He then glanced over to where Wilbur stood with Rosie. It looked like their banter with Techno continued and Niki seemed to come out and call them in the house.
“What do you do with Michael? You seem all over the place most of the time and Tubbo is in Las Nevadas during the day,” sighed Phil.
Ranboo seemed to stare for a moment before responding.
“Well, we used to leave him at the mansion but that didn’t feel right so he spends time at a daycare and with his uncle” explained Ranboo, as he rubbed his neck nervously.
“There’s a daycare in Snowchester?” questioned Phil.
“Well no, it's actually in the Greater Smp,” retorted Ranboo.
“It's a nice place though, don’t worry,” he added.
“Why do you ask?” inquired Ranboo.
Phil thought for a moment. Though the Greater Smp has a history for its violence and chaos, if Ranboo trusted the person running said ‘daycare’, it couldn’t hurt to try. Even if it was for a day, it gave Rosie a chance to meet other kids and give Phil a chance to not worry about her safety with him. He was still the Angel of Death and life wasn’t always gonna be at a stand still, even if he did have another kid to raise.
“Well, Rosie doesn’t have anyone nearby that's her age and she is too young to help out around here. I just need a place to put her while we do our work” explained Phil.
“Oh? Well, I could bring her with me when I drop Michael off tomorrow,” responded Ranboo.
“I’ll come with you, I wanna meet the person who's gonna be watching my daughter” exclaimed Phil.
“That’s fine, though it might be weird,” shrugged Ranboo.
Phil didn’t know what that was supposed to mean but before he could ask, a loud sound went off.
“I’M SORRY” screeched Wilbur, as he flew out of the house.
Techno was right on his tail as they darted down the stairs.
“YOU GREMLIN, GET OVER HERE!!” yelled Techno, wooden sword in hand.
Phil and Ranboo watch nervously as the two men chase each other around the house yelling. They spotted Niki on the porch with Rosie, who was covering her ears. Phil made his way up to the porch, Ranboo following behind.
“What happened?” asked Ranboo.
“Wilbur and Tech were bickering and Wilbur threw something and it bounced off of Tech’s head which caused him to make what sounded like a pig squeal” huffed Niki, as she leaned on the railing.
“I guess we should let them get out their energy” laughed Phil, as he picked up Rosie.
“Is Mr. Wilbur going to be okay?” asked the small sheep hybrid.
“Yeah, it's just them being brothers,” shrugged the winged man.
“More like idiots,” smirked the pink haired woman.
“We’ll leave them be, let’s go finish this sorting” she added, fixing her cloak.
“Yeah, let's go” agreed Ranboo, following Niki into the house.
Phil followed after the two as he put Rosie down. As he watched her run off to Niki’s side, it made him think about tomorrow. He liked the idea of Rosie becoming more social since she was mostly introverted since he brought her home but he worried about leaving her. He wanted a break from fretting over a kid but leaving her made him worry more. He didn’t want to make the same mistake he made with Will, Tommy, & Tubbo but isolation wasn’t going to solve anything either if Rosie stayed inside for the rest of her life. So he was gonna give the idea of a daycare a try. His limit was one day. If Rosie liked it tomorrow, he would make it a week. That’s all he needed. He would of course bring it up during dinner to get everyone else’s opinion on the idea. But for now, he needed to sort things before the room got more cluttered.