DSMP Age Regression

"...'m fat?"

"No! that naughty!" He reminded himself and went to play with toys, though really if he was to go back in time, he would have just took a nap since he thought he was being pretty quite but in reality, he was being louder. A LOT louder than he usually was and he wasn't able to tell until he heard someone trying to pick at the lock on the door.

"big, big, big" Tubbo started mumbling to himself to try and switch back into his 'normal' mindset, but actually, quite the opposite happened and he started to slip further from the pressure he put on himself to do such a simple task. At this point he couldn't do anything but cry and thats what he did.

Tubbos house was anything but silent right then. Tubbo was crying, Ranboo was panicking and mumbling while trying to pick the lock and Tommy was yelling to Ranboo to hurry up. A quick "Got it!" Was heard before Ranboo and Tommy burst into the room to see Tubbo surrounded by toys teddies and blankets.

"Oh no, why are you crying bee?" Ranboo spoke softly as he walked at a fast pace but not as fast to scare the little. Ranboo sat crossed legged on the floor and almost immediately Tubbo cuddled up to him and gripped onto Ranboos shirt

"Stress got me! Even if 'm little!" Tubbo sobbed. He couldn't get the comments out of his head. He thought slipping would help but in reality it was just worse. Little him couldn't handle the pent up stress, it was way too much, even for big Tubbo to handle.

"What are you stressing about??" Ranboo procedded to speak softly, more like a whisper to help calm the little and it helped. It helped MASSIVELY.
"People" Tubbo whined
"People like me and Boo?" Tommy asked as he finally came and sat with them after he tidied.
"No! Screen people" With Tommys slight misunderstanding of what Tubbo meant, he felt even more frustrated. How come nobody understood how he felt??

"Tubs, use your indoor voice please?" Ranboo asked, still keeping up with the soft, slow talking, even though Tubbo was breaking one of the rules.
"You don' get it! It hurt Boo!" Tubbo proceeded to cry loudly. He wasn't gonna get introuble for breaking a rule. It was a simple one anyway and the boy was clearly not doing to well.
"What hurts baby?" Ranboo asked as he rubbed Tubbos back, trying to calm him down again so he spoke quieter.

" 'm feelwings and head" tubbo responded. With the increased slur in his voice, Ranboo and Tommy exchanged a look, basically just confirming if they both heard it and most likely if they did, then it was obvious enough to know that Tubbo slipped even further.

"How old are you feeling buddy?" Tommy asked as he handed Tubbo a bee teddy. Tubbo took one of his hands from clutching to Ranboos shirt so he could show a 2.

"Such a small baby, and dealing with all this stress. How long has this been going on for bee?" Ranboo asked as he rocked Tubbo slightly
"Loose cownt." Tubbo mumbled truthfully, he did indeed loose count of how many minutes, hours, days, weeks...months maybe?
"Well talk about that later when you feel bigger okay?" Ranboo asked, a lace of concern for his friend showed in his voice.

"You feeling hungry tubso?" Tommy asked standing up and grabbing a bottle.
"No!" Tubbo yelled and took both Ranboo and Tommy by surprise
"Indoor voice please?" Ranboo asked again, still not showing frustration with the broken rule.
"Are you sure bee? You're usually hungry after play and a bit of crying" Tommy asked, confused as to why the little has changed his habits when the two caregivers knew that both big and little tubbo hated abrupt change.
"Cant" Tubbo tried to mumble quietly so no-one could hear him but since he was literally sat on Ranboo, he heard him.
"Why can't you?" Ranboo asked confused, but then it clicked, maybe he was still full from the pizza earlier...well he was wrong.

" 'm fat.."
the little mumbled as his eyes began to water and his grip got tighter onto Ranboo. Ranboo and Tommy just froze. Who even dare tell him that?!

"Who told you that?" Ranboo was mad, but not at Tubbo so he didn't show it, but if you were to look at his face you would be able to tell. The room was silent.
"...the screen people" Tommy said as he linked Tubbos words from earlier
"People on his streams and his comments and shit!" Tommy said as he walked out the room. Ranboo stood up with Tubbo clinging to him. Tubbo was carried by Ranboo to follow wherever the hell Tommy was going.
His recoding room.

Whines were heard from the little. He didn't want to spill this much information and he was mad at himself that he did. Tommy logged into Tubbos PC with tubbos password and non surprisingly, it opened straight onto one of Tubbo YouTube videos and the comments were shown.

Tommy and Ranboo read through all the comments which Tubbo had been reading for the past god knows how long on repeat. The two caregivers were furious. Tommy went through and deleted any comment that mentioned negatively about tubbos appearance.

"Right, let's get you something to eat" Tommy said getting up from the computer and Tubbo gave a small whine.
"It make sick" tubbo said looking at Tommy
"We'll not force you to eat loads, but we'll slowly but surely get you back into the healthy habit of atleast 1 or 2 meals a day" ranboo said as he walked to the kitchen
"3 on a good day if we can" ranboo poked at the little sides which caused him to squirm and giggle in the tallers arms.

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A/N : SHUSHUSHS- i know this one was bad BUT- I was in school while I write this and guess who I had to get to check through it (cos obviously my parents and sister ain't in my classes)...I had to get my fooking COMPUTER SCIENCE TEACHER TO READ IT AND CORRECT SHIT COS MY DYSLEXIC ASS CANT-
anyway bye love you all my dearies <3