This is a request from TauruSataN ITS PLATONIC YALL! This is kinda a mix of DSMP and OSMP. It's DSMP plot but they are all OSMP creatures. No specific point in DSMP lore other than after the festival.
TW: Panic, Rain, Fears, Implied abuse,
The thunder rumbled on outside.
Tubbo tucked himself under the bed, curling further into the corner with his blanket tight around his shoulders.
He could hear his dads meeting finish downstairs, as the goatman dismissed everyone.
He heard footsteps on the stairs and whimpered, fearing it was Schlatt. He was worried he had been too loud during the meeting and would be yelled at.
"Tubbo?" Came the strong English accent of Jack Manifold. "You in here big man? I just wanted to say goodbye before I left," he continued.
"Jack? Hi," Tubbo said, not moving from his spot under the bed.
"Tubbo? What are you doing under the bed dude?" Jack said, crouching down so he could see the bee boy.
"Um... was looking for my blanket, I found it, see," Tubbo lied, showing off his yellow and black striped blanket.
"Oh, cool! Why don't you come on out from there then?" Jack smiled.
"I um..." Tubbo trailed off, trying to find a reason to not come out.
"Is everything alright Tubs? You know I won't judge you big man," Jack frowned a little.
Should he trust Jack? Normally he would go to Ranboo or Tommy but Ranboo was in a syndicate meeting and Tommy was exiled.
"I, I'm afraid of the storm, too loud," Tubbo eventually admitted, looking down in shame.
"Understandable, especially after all that's happened," Jack nodded, crawling under the bed to sit by Tubbo.
"You don't think it's weird?" Tubbo asked.
"Of course not, to be honest, I'm kind of scared of the Nether. What kind of blaze is afraid of the Nether, ya know?" Jack admitted.
"I mean yeah, the Nether is a scary place, but noises, noises aren't scary, not to other people. Noises can't hurt you," Tubbo explained.
"Doesn't mean it's not ok to be afraid of them, like Tommy, Tommy's afraid of the dark, but the dark can't hurt him, does that make him weird for being afraid of it?" Jack asked.
"Of course not! Tommy's not weird for being scared of the dark!" Tubbo defended.
"See, and you're not weird for being scared of loud noises," Jack smiled.
"I guess you're right," Tubbo sighed.
"What do you usually do to distract you from the noises?" Jack asked, looking around under the bed.
"Normally I would play music but I'm not supposed to make any noise when Schlatt has a meeting," Tubbo explained.
"Well, meetings over, so let's put on some tunes eh?" Jack climbs out and walks over to the jukebox, putting in Pigstep.
"Why don't you come out here, the blinds are all closed tight, you try and get some sleep," Jack offered.
"I dunno," Tubbo sighed.
"I'll even stay until you fall asleep, I can't really walk home in this weather anyways, being a blaze and all," Jack suggested. Tubbo thought for a moment before slowly crawling out.
"We could have a sleepover then, I'll go get the couch cushions and some blankets for you and we'll set up a little bed on the floor for you," Tubbo hovered with excitement.
"Sure, dude, I'll grab the cushions, you deal with blankets," Jack agreed.
After they set everything up, they put on a movie on Tubbos small TV and they fell asleep, not even paying attention to the raging storm outside.